Wooo! Wooo! Wooo!
Ghostly wails and wolfish howls echoed through the air, and burning black paper money drifted across the sky.
For a moment, Wang Quan felt as though he had returned to the Drowning Dao Lower Court:
Back then, he had scattered flowers, tossed paper money, and buried people.
Now, when the ghosts and monsters weeping atop the black clouds saw Wang Quan, they immediately bared their teeth, their faces furious:
"A human. Another one."
"This fellow must be a lost companion of those villains from earlier!"
"Brothers, grab your weapons!"
"Get the iron pot and cooking fire ready. We'll steam him in a bit, then offer him to our dead companions."
Clatter!
A horde of ghosts and monsters charged forward with murderous intent, wielding sabers, spears, swords, halberds, pots, bowls, ladles, and basins.
Wang Quan was dumbfounded. "You're blocking my way, and you want to steam me?"
"You're going too far!"
A ghost three or four meters tall said through streaming tears and snot, "We're going too far?"
"You humans are the ones going too far."
"Within ten thousand li, who doesn't know that we brothers of Black Wind Ridge are the kindest souls around?"
"When we run into humans like you, we only ever pull off an arm or wrench off a leg."
"We never take anyone's life."
"We even give you medicinal herbs to patch up your injuries."
"Within ten thousand li, whether ghost, monster, or human, who doesn't give us a thumbs-up when we're mentioned?"
Wang Quan was dumbfounded. "Are you really that good?"
The ghosts and monsters of Black Wind Ridge nodded vigorously, wiping away their tears. "Of course."
At this point, one of the ghosts said through gritted teeth, "But despite our kindness, you actually called in an army to attack and kill