บท 54: Chapter 54: Horrible Killing in Dreams
"Go!"
A few seconds later, the leading masked man finally woke up in shock!
His face filled with fear as he glanced at the slowly opening door, like a rabbit scared by an ancient beast, he darted out of the doorway, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
The remaining masked man was equally horrified. Without hesitation, he swiftly followed, fleeing in panic!
As the door opened slowly, Yan Yuchen, pale-faced, walked out, swiftly catching his little sister about to fall. He then rushed to the phone and dialed 120.
In the dark streets, two masked individuals, enduring bleeding wounds, fled in terror.
Although no one pursued them, the two felt a chilling unease, especially recalling the horrifying scene just moments ago. They were suddenly filled with fear.
What was that radiance that instantly tore their companion apart, turning him into ashes?
Too terrifying!
Their escape speed increased, and the fear within them grew.
Behind them, no one chased, but a ghastly creature with green face and sharp fangs shimmered with crimson eyes, closely trailing them.
On the quiet riverbank, the urgent siren of an ambulance soon echoed.
The gate of the Yan family's courtyard opened, and Yan's parents, along with Yan Xiaoxi, were lifted onto the ambulance, speeding away.
Two police cars quickly arrived at the courtyard. Several officers investigated, observing bloodstains and signs of a struggle. They asked with grave expressions.
Yan Yuchen said nothing, claiming he was asleep at the time, unaware of anything.
Unable to extract useful information, the police made a record, took photos, gave a few instructions, and hastily departed.
When the courtyard regained calm, a cold killing intent flashed in Yan Yuchen's eyes. He quickly returned to the bedroom, his spirit seemingly detached.
Late at night, deserted streets, swaying tree shadows.
Yan Yuchen harbored hatred, his flying speed increasing, and the glint in his eyes turning colder.
In the outskirts, within a dilapidated cave.
Two masked assassins, covered in injuries, applied medication. The wounds were all inflicted by the two cunning mice, and some of the blood had turned black.
The leading assassin's eyes revealed a hint of ruthlessness. He drew a dagger from his waist, gritted his teeth, and tremblingly started cutting off the darkened flesh.
The other assassin leaned against the wall, tremblingly spoke, "Boss, those... those two cunning mice are one thing, but what was that light in the end? It actually... actually turned our third brother into..."
"Stop!"
A hint of fear flashed in the leader's eyes, as if afraid of hearing something terrifying. He gritted his teeth and said, "From now on, this matter must never be mentioned again! After we return to the Slanting Sun Valley, we must immediately change our identities and never get involved in such things again. That family... we can't afford to provoke them!"
Qingya floated arrogantly above the two, sneering with mockery, "These two fools still dream of going back. They dared to harm the family of my young master. Hmph, if you can survive until tomorrow, I'll share my surname with you!"
When the distant rooster crowed, the two assassins finally leaned against the wall and fell asleep, exhausted.
Before long, a gloomy wind stirred at the entrance, and Yan Yuchen's soul drifted in.
Qingya hurriedly greeted him, eagerly rubbing his hands. "Young Master, shall we take action now? Your loyal servant's fangs are itching."
For two warriors like these assassins, their blood and vitality were robust, even with injuries. They weren't easily disturbed by an ordinary evil spirit.
Only under Yan Yuchen's guidance could Qingya smoothly enter their minds.
Yan Yuchen, unlike Qingya, wasn't a weak soul separated after death but an actively projected soul using soul cultivation, significantly more powerful.
Moreover, Yan Yuchen's body housed a mysterious and immensely powerful golden core.
"Did they say anything? Mention any person or place?" Yan Yuchen asked with a cold tone.
Qingya answered cautiously, "They mentioned a place called Slanting Sun Valley."
"Slanting Sun Valley?"
Yan Yuchen's eyes narrowed, his fists gradually clenched. He spoke with a chilling gaze, "Again, that place! It seems they all came from there. Good, I'll investigate who dares to be so ruthless, attempting to annihilate my family!"
With that, his figure flickered, directly entering the leader's mind.
Qingya hastily followed.
"Ah!"
The assassin, deep in sleep, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. Instead of waking up immediately, he began to experience a terrifying nightmare.
A monstrous creature with a green face and sharp fangs sneered, grabbing his neck and hanging him on a tree. Wielding an iron whip, it mercilessly lashed at his head!
Another youth, full of killing intent, stood in front of him, beginning to interrogate, "Who sent you?!"
He trembled, desperately shaking his head.
*Smack!*
Qingya viciously lashed the iron whip across his face, glaring with crimson eyes. "My young master is asking you a question. Are you deaf?"
Yan Yuchen flipped his wrist, producing a sharp knife and tossed it to Qingya, instructing coldly, "Carve the flesh off him piece by piece. Let him die as slowly and painfully as possible."
Qingya took the knife, grinning, "Thousand cuts, ten thousand gouges, your humble servant excels at this. Young Master, watch as I guarantee this damned fellow suffers until death!"
Yan Yuchen remained silent, delving into the assassin's mind to explore his memories.
Initially, he lacked this skill when first projecting his soul. As he faced more malevolent spirits and saved more people, his skill evolved. It began to manifest in the mind of a girl named Chen Qizhen.
When a person's spirit teeters on the brink of collapse, their soul frail as a piece of paper, they can effortlessly probe others' memories.
Qingya's sharp knife cruelly and cunningly cut into the assassin. Though it was just a dream, the real assassin writhed in pain, covering his head, the soul within growing weaker.
The other assassin, awakened by the agonizing screams, spoke with fear, "Boss, what happened to you?"
The leading assassin, with a twisted expression, clutched his head, rolling on the ground in agony. His fingertips dug into his scalp, the screams spine-chilling.
"Boss!"
The other assassin, frightened by his horrifying appearance, retreated towards the cave entrance, trembling, preparing to escape alone.
At that moment, the leading assassin suddenly leaped from the ground, bloodshot eyes charging toward the retreating one. With a fierce thrust, the dagger plunged directly into his heart!
"B... Boss, why..."
The assassin, clutching his bleeding heart, fell to the ground, a look of bewilderment and disbelief on his face.
Until his death, he never knew why his companion killed him.
In fact, not only did he not know, but the one who killed him also had no idea why they committed such a brutal act.
After ruthlessly killing his comrade, the leader, seemingly gone mad, cradled his intensely painful head and violently smashed it against the hard wall!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
In the cave, the echoes of impacts were relentless.
Before long, he lay limp on the ground, covered in blood, head shattered, brain matter oozing out, completely lifeless!
In the darkness, Yan Yuchen, accompanied by Qingya, floated out of the cave.
He paused at the entrance, silently gazing back, then turned, coldly looking at the two lifeless bodies inside. He muttered, "Yan Kuan, right? Wait, I will come to Sunset Valley for you."
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