It Had Been Coerced Again
On the leaderboard, the points earned by deceased players before their deaths are still counted in the cumulative total.
But... besides Lushan, 05 also died. Yu Xing remembered that 05 was the short-haired girl named Chengzi.
It seems that Orange and Xiao Yan aren't having an easy time living on the second floor...
The pressure on the last-place team is no longer on Zhu Ming's team, which is ranked fourth, because the point difference is not large. The last Group Three only need one more point from white-shirt Ghost to overtake each other. However, Sheng Wan and Xiao Yan are only one person left. In terms of earning points, they are definitely not as strong as Zhu Ming and Zhang Xiangling who have two people.
Yu Xing could foresee that when the rankings were refreshed next time, the current fourth place would definitely become the second.
As for him and Zhao Yijiu...
Having killed a Black Shadow and several white-shirt Ghost, their points were far ahead, meaning they had essentially won.
Their goal now is no longer points, but ghost money.
The twins in red were now sitting in the Forgetfulness Hall. After witnessing a living servant being devoured, their mood improved.
After torturing to death several white-shirt Ghost and discouraged Ghost who had mocked them for being cowards in front of the new red-clad figure, they each ordered a drink. Due to their apparent age, they ordered the Wuchang Ice Beer.
The dim yellow light shone down on them, as if the muddy waters of the Forgetfulness River, which had been flowing for a thousand years, were pouring down on them, and every ghost sitting in the Forgetfulness Hall was floating in the river.
The bartender was still veiled in black, revealing only a pair of pure black eyes without any whites.
The rave party didn't affect her business; many customers still came to her bar to order drinks.
When there were no waiters, she had long been used to selling drinks herself. At this moment, she skillfully mixed two glasses of Wuchang Ice Beer. The black and white beer blended in the same glass yet remained distinct, with bubbles rising slowly and gathering a thick layer of foam on top.
The bartender delivered two glasses of ice-cold beer to the two red-clad ghosts' table, not caring how they were supposed to drink while wearing masks; they always found a way.
She was just a little disappointed that no one had ordered " Under the Beneath the Forgetfulness River" today.
The previous human servant was very clever, but unfortunately too clever; he overcomplicated things.
Every ghost here... is an evil spirit.
Every ghost... is trying to cross the Bridge of Helplessness and head to the second floor of the Underworld.
But they weren't qualified to go up; only those on top would occasionally come down to play.
If not a demon, who would come to a bar like this and participate in such an absurd activity?
Therefore, for that task, all the waiter had to do was sell the place Beneath the Forgetfulness River to any ghost, and that would be considered finding the evil ghost.
I wonder how the waiters are doing now.
The bartender glanced towards the Yellow Springs Hall, which was the DJ's area of responsibility, and she couldn't go there unless there were special circumstances.
I'm really curious; the people here today are quite different. They must have brought some amusement to the boss, the Sheqing Ghost. Will he come?
As she was thinking this, she returned behind the bar and suddenly looked back at the spot she had just walked through, as if sensing something.
A timid and discouraged Ghost was slowly and laboriously making its way toward the twin red-clad ghosts.
"Two... two sirs..." The timid, discouraged Ghost approached the twins, sobbing. The twins' masks, each missing an eye, turned towards it simultaneously, startling it so much that it almost fell to the ground.
"What do you want?" The twin brother, seeing its strange behavior, became suspicious and stopped his younger brother from trying to chase it away, giving the discouraged Ghost a chance to speak.
This discouraged Ghost was the very one that Yu Xing had almost killed in the restroom. Trembling, it cried out in utter grievance, "I... I was forced to come here, waah... that... that girl in red with the mournful face, she made me... made me tell you..."
That's right, it's been caught again.
As it hid in a corner, observing whether there were any living waiters disguised as the discouraged Ghost, a Black Shadow appeared before it.
The Black Shadow figure carried him to the familiar toilet and in front of a familiar patch of red.
Its legs went weak with fear, and when it looked up, it saw a mourning mask.
Fortunately, the mournful-faced woman in red didn't kill it this time. Instead, she looked down at it and said in a strangely gentle voice, "Pass on a message for me. I need you to lure those two twins over. I'm a petty ghost, and since a conflict has arisen, I won't let it go so easily."
The poor, discouraged Ghost was terrified. "Waaah... Why me again...?"
"Isn't this because we're best friends? We're so close." The woman in red wore a mournful face, but her tone was actually cheerful. "Go on, make up your own excuse. I believe you're smart enough to do it."
Are you close? That familiar?
The discouraged Ghost felt it wanted to refute every single sentence in that statement, but immense sorrow occupied its mind, leaving it no time to do so.
It asked, "What if not...?"
"If you fail, you'll regret not having your soul scattered." The woman in red's tone suddenly turned cold.
After the discouraged Ghost left in despair, Yu Xing leaned against the wall and laughed out loud.
"Can you let it come up with its own reasons?" Zhao Yijiu asked.
Yu Xing nodded, as composed as a strategist who had won a battle from afar. "Don't worry, it... will definitely succeed, otherwise, wouldn't it be pointless?"
"Stop beating around the bush and just say it!" Seeing that the discouraged Ghost took forever to say a single sentence, as if he had been bullied by someone, the twin brother really wanted to throw this thing out of the bar.
Too weak, utterly pathetic. These kinds of ghosts should be exterminated, or used as nourishment for their strength—it thought viciously.
"It told me to tell you that it found the living servant who killed the ghost before. It doesn't want to do it itself, but it wants to see you do it. If you don't want to make it happy, it will come looking for you in a little while..." The discouraged Ghost carefully observed the expressions of the twins in red while organizing its words.
Yes, although all we can see is the mask.
Sure enough, before it could finish speaking, the younger brother in red slammed his hand on the table, spilling a little of the Wuchang Ice Beer: "It's trying to humiliate us!"
"Don't be impulsive," the man in red said.
The younger brother in red roared in fury, "It disdains to lift a finger, yet it expects us to do it for it, to put on a show for its amusement. Isn't that humiliation? I'm not going!"
"If we don't go, will it come looking for us right away?" The older brother in red glanced at his younger brother. "It's much more petty than it seems. Let's go, let's kill that human waiter as an apology."
"But!"
"No buts. It's just that we're far inferior to it, yet we offended it before, trying to seize its territory," the older brother in red said, having finished persuading his younger brother. Then, he turned to the discouraged Ghost and said, "Lead the way."
The two red-clad ghosts were led by the discouraged Ghost all the way to the toilet where Yu Xing was.
Just then, Zhao Yijiu stood there, his all-black attire making him stand out. The younger brother in red, seeing him, became furious. "Is that the guy? Brother, let's hurry up and finish killing him and get out of here. Damn it, I'm not coming back to this damn bar for a month!"
As it spoke, it charged towards Zhao Yijiu, reeking of blood.
Their manner of movement was as if they were floating, their red robes billowing in the wind, their sheer presence alone was enough to be frightening.
Zhao Yijiu quickly dodged, but he didn't take out the Stop Killing. He relied solely on his agile movements to dodge, making the most crucial evasion with minimal movement, which looked like a perilous situation for a moment.
The discouraged Ghost slipped to the toilet door, but instead of taking the opportunity to leave, he closed the door.
Seeing its actions, the man in red asked, "What are you doing!?"
The next moment, a sharp blade that seemed to absorb all light without revealing a single ray pierced through the void behind it, carrying a strong aura of killing intent, and sliced off a large patch of the red-clothed man's hair with a blood-red glow.
If it hadn't sensed the presence and dodged quickly, it would have had its head sliced off.
It quickly ran a few steps ahead and then looked back, only to see a red-clad ghost with a mourning mask carrying a short sword, looking quite different from when it was in the hall.
"What are you doing? So you called us here not to kill us, but to fight you?" It angrily flicked its sleeves. "We all admit you're stronger than us, so why are you still insisting on fighting? And you've even brought a sword!"
"I'm in a good mood, so I just want to give you guys a good Stop Killing. Besides, you're all dressed in red, so if I take the sword, it'll show that I value you more, won't it?" Yu Xing held the Stop Killing in his hand. Although he had only borrowed it temporarily, he really liked its abilities and feel.
After speaking with a smile, he put his five fingers together and warmed the cold sword hilt.
It had been a long time since Yu Xing had handled such a weapon. Sure enough, after holding the weapon, Yu Xing realized that his strength was not so weak after all.
With a flick of his wrist, he once again swung his sword at the brother in red. The blade of the short sword rose, and with a swift horizontal slash, his movements were so skillful that even Zhao Yijiu, who was hiding from the attack of the younger brother in red not far away, was momentarily distracted and slightly taken aback.
What a ruthless sword, what a ruthless person.
This guy seems to have been training for years... but is that even possible?
Distracted, Zhao Yijiu accidentally felt the red-clothed boy's breath on his chest. He quickly grabbed the boy's hand, formed it into a claw, and launched an attack.
At the same time, he recalled what Yu Xing had just said.
Yu Xing said that his swordsmanship was stronger than Zhao Yijiu's, so if he lent him the sword, he would use it to quickly finish off the red-clad ghost who hadn't attacked Zhao Yijiu, and then immediately go and kill the ghost that was attacking Zhao Yijiu.
Yu Xing also said that the red-clothed ghost was too much for Zhao Yijiu to handle, so he had to face the red-clothed ghost himself.
The only problem is that Zhao Yijiu, without any weapons, has to withstand the attacks from the red-clad figures with the strength of the Black Shadow, and also keep the red-clad figures occupied so that the two red-clad figures can't support each other.
The unspoken understanding between twins can be quite formidable.
Yu Xing glanced in Zhao Yijiu's direction and moved even faster. In an instant, sword shadows flew. This was clearly not a pure "sword technique," but when used with short weapons like Stop Killing, it was surprisingly powerful.