Although She’s Only a Level 1 Noob, She’s Still Incredibly Powerful - Chapter 11 Part 3

“That person… looks, looks… Oh, right!” He coughed hard, a look of fear on his face. “I remember now! That person is Du Youfu – uh!”

“Du Youfu?!”

“Du Youfu again?”

Fu Yao’s voice suddenly came from the corner. “Stay away from him!”

Mo He and Liu He unconsciously stepped aside, only to see Chen Chen’s body suddenly fly towards the altar behind them, his neck strangled by a pale hand.

A paper figurine stood beside him and turned its head 90 degrees to look at Mo Jie and Liu He.

Their pupils contracted.

Just now, they hadn’t even noticed the paper figurine approaching them!

Mo Jie saw that there was a bone in the paper figurine’s mouth.

He finally knew where Du Youfu’s bones had gone.

It turned out that the paper figurine had eaten them all.

Mo Jie asked, “Are you Du Youfu?”

The paper figurine laughed coldly, as if answering his question.

Mo Jie thought of the nameless paper figurines by the stream, how fierce they were.

Du Youfu, who had a name in the dungeon, would be even more terrifying.

He looked calm on the surface and said to the paper figure, “Do you have any grievances? We can help you. Let him go first. We can really help you.”

Du Youfu said, “Grievances? Hahaha! ”

Mo Jie saw this and changed his words. “You were killed by Du He, right? Don’t you want to take revenge?”

Hearing Widow Du’s name, Du Youfu seemed to have hit the pause button.

After a few seconds, he replied dryly, “Du He? Her life belongs to me.”

Mo Jie thought that Du Youfu was an innocent victim of Du He’s murder.

He had not expected that Du Youfu was not a kind person.

Du Youfu slowly turned to look at Fu Yao. “It’s you… who destroyed… with your life… as compensation…”

Mo Jie looked at Fu Yao in surprise. She could destroy Du Youfu’s plan alone, which meant that she was hiding her level.

Mo Jie lowered his voice and asked, “What did you do before?”

“Nothing, I just snatched a cat’s leg.” Fu Yao leaned against the wall and said, “Don’t talk to it and don’t look it in the eye.

Du Youfu seemed provoked by Fu Yao’s words. His fingernails on Chen Chen’s hand became extremely long, and the tips were slightly bent, sinking into his flesh.

Blood seeped out from the four holes, turning the paper figurine’s fingernails red.

His face was ferocious, and every crease on his face was filled with a murderous aura. It raised its other hand slightly and leaned towards the three of them.

Seeing this, Liu He immediately reached into his collar and pulled out a white crystal pendant. It emitted a warm light, and a warm aura immediately enveloped the three of them.

Mo Jie could tell at a glance that this was no ordinary item. “This is…”

Liu He frowned. “What bad luck. I had to use this thing after all. This copy is poisonous. If I had known that, I wouldn’t have come. I really regret not listening to the boss before. If I go back, he will definitely scold me to death. Damn it!”

As he complained like a machine gun, the paper figurine in front of him burned and looked like it was about to turn into scraps of paper.

Mo Jie looked at him, not knowing whether to be surprised by the crystal pendant or Liu He’s sudden shouting.

Before the copy began, he thought he was the most special.

He hadn’t expected his teammates to all have secrets.

“Don’t look at me like that. Do you think I didn’t want to talk before? I had no choice. I had to hold it in.” Liu He said as he picked up the coffin lid covering Chen Chen and threw it at the paper figurine.

The paper figurine was hit and slammed into the wall behind it. The corner of its head was dented, but not a drop of blood came out.

“What kind of trash are you? How dare you show off in front of me? Phew, I’m finally comfortable. It feels so good.” Liu He curled his lips and was about to put his white crystal back.

Chen Chen broke free from the shackles and tried to escape with a horrified face. Suddenly, he felt a cold sensation on his neck.

Like a dying beast, the paper figurine lunged at him and hugged him tightly.

Slash!

His neck was sliced open by the paper figurine’s nails and he fell back onto the altar table. Blood flowed from the wound into the white porcelain plate.

He looked at Mo Jie and the other two in front of him with lifeless eyes and groaned.

Du Youfu’s long nails dug into the wound on Chen Chen’s neck. It was as smooth as a steel fork piercing a mousse cake.

Stab!

Chen Chen’s neck was ripped open and a huge bloody hole appeared in his body. Blood gushed out like a small fountain.

The entire altar table was covered in hot blood, and the blood slowly flowed down to Mo Jie and Liu He’s feet.

A red lotus appeared on the ground. It turned out that the blood groove that had been carved long ago had finally been filled with blood.

Everything happened in an instant, and the two of them were shocked.

Chen Chen’s breathing had stopped and the memorial hall was filled with the stench of fresh blood.

The paper doll drank the blood and its body became soaked bit by bit. Its appearance became more vivid. The part that had been burned by the crystal began to grow back.

The last petal of the lotus was finally filled with blood, and the sound of rusty gears could be heard in the memorial hall. The wall behind the altar table slowly moved to either side.

A dark room appeared behind the altar table, and the red wax on the table lit up the room faintly.

On the wall was a piece of gold and silver paper with the word “Longevity” cut into it.

There was also a piece of gold and silver paper on top of the word “Longevity”. Only half of it was pasted and the other half was hanging in the air.

Du Youfu threw Chen Chen’s body down and turned to enter the room.

Liu He looked at the room in disbelief and involuntarily touched his neck. “He’s not dead?”

He took two steps forward and Fu Yao grabbed him. “What are you doing?”

Liu He said, “Getting even with him!”

Fu Yao clucked her tongue impatiently. She was not as considerate as before. “Your props can’t kill him right away. We’d better find a way to trap him in there.”

There was a mechanism in the room that could only be opened after being triggered. It was not impossible to lock Du Youfu in there.

Mo Jie was about to nod when Liu He suddenly shouted angrily.

Liu He said, “Don’t talk nonsense! This is the best resistance prop the boss gave me. It has never failed! ”

Mo Jie, who was sandwiched in the middle, was speechless.

Please return to your previous style, even if you don’t speak.

“I suggest you don’t go in.” A voice came from outside the door.

Mo Jie turned to see Bai Qiuye standing at the door with a metal box in her hand.

Bai Qiuye came back in a hurry, but she did not expect Du Youfu to come back to life.

But that was also one of her plans.

At this time, the candlelight on the altar table suddenly burst into sparks, as if it had temporarily increased the exposure.

The room behind it was partially lit again. There were many very large ‘people’ standing in the room.

There were about 20 of them crammed into the room, each of them over 2.5 metres tall, almost up to the roof. It was very oppressive. They were all wearing white robes like Chen Chen’s, and the black lotus on their chests looked evil.

They had no facial features, and there were traces of hollows around their eyes and lips. Their hands hung at their sides like two hard white ceramic blades.

Du Youfu stood in their midst, looking particularly small.

She raised her head and reached out to reattach the crooked gold and silver paper to the word ‘Longevity’.

It turned out to be the word “Borrow”.

Borrow Longevity!

At that moment, Chen Chen, who was lying on the altar table, turned into a human like piece of dried beef.

Du Youfu’s body no longer looked like it was made of paper. Instead, it had the texture of skin, but the colour was bluish-grey, like a zombie.

Mo Jie and the other two finally understood what Du Youfu meant by that sentence.

His marriage to Du He was probably just a ruse. His purpose was to borrow Du He’s life.

But he didn’t know the method Du He used to kill him.

After Du Youfu died, he turned into an evil spirit and replayed the night he was killed.

He wanted to use this opportunity to kill Du He.

Du He was already 45 years old, but she did not look old at all. It was probably because Du Youfu wanted to borrow her longevity, but failed. Not only was he killed, but she also borrowed his longevity.

Now that Du Youfu has killed Chen Chen, he has probably also taken away Chen Chen’s longevity. Du Youfu wanted to kill them all for the same purpose.

But this time, Du Youfu could not extend his lifespan like a human. He could only be an extremely ferocious evil spirit to increase its murderous aura.

He made a small sound in his throat, and the altar table in front of him suddenly collapsed.

The candle holder fell to the ground, the flame dying and the light becoming abnormally dim. Bai Qiuye felt a cold and gloomy sensation in her ears.

She threw the metal box given to her by the little girl, and a beastly growl came from behind her, and the bone-chilling cold disappeared.

Bai Qiuye took the opportunity to pick up the candles on the ground. Just as she turned around and hid behind a coffin, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the room.

Dong!

She saw that all the paper figurines had moved through the candlelight.

One by one, they raised their hands, their sharp nails pointing forward.

“Retreat, it’s too narrow here, it’s not good for us!” Mo Jie lowered his voice.

After he finished speaking, he realised that no one had said anything. He turned around and saw that Bai Qiuye, Fu Yao and Liu He had already hidden far away.

Mo Jie: “…”

He quickly followed Bai Qiuye’s example and hid behind a coffin.

“Let’s leave the ancestral hall first,” he said to the other three.

“What makes you think that Du Youfu will be kind enough to leave the door open for us and let us go?” Bai Qiuye said to Mo Jie.

Mo Jie turned around, and sure enough, the door to the ancestral hall was tightly shut.

While they were talking, Du Youfu suddenly let out a strange groan.

The coffin in front of Bai Qiuye suddenly made a scratching sound.

At the same time, Mo Jie and Liu He also heard the same sound coming from the coffin next to them.

“Oh no!”

Just as Mo Jie finished speaking, five hard nails pierced through the lid of the coffin.

He rolled to the centre of the hall, far away from the coffins. The other three also approached at the same time.

There were a total of 14 coffins in this room, and 13 of them had coffin lids. At this moment, the lids were all lifted off and scattered all over the hall.

Liu He lifted his leg and kicked one of the lids away.

This coffin lid weighed at least 60 kilograms.

Bai Qiuye was astonished and secretly thought that this was great.

As expected from a level 36 expert.

However, she wasn’t distracted by Liu He’s kick for long before she saw rotting skeletons crawling out of the coffins. Their bodies were wrapped in red silk, and as they moved, broken bones fell to the ground.

Bam!

One of the skeletons lunged at Liu He, and half of it was kicked away by him. But the skeleton bent down, picked up the broken bones and put them back together.

Liu He was stunned and said, “No one told me there was a necromancer here before I came to this copy!”

Mo Jie was in a terrible predicament. “Can you stop talking and concentrate?”

Even though these skeletons only inflicted physical damage on them, they could barely deal with them.

They were like cockroaches that couldn’t be killed. Once they fell apart, they would reassemble themselves and come back.

What’s even worse is that when the skeletons attacked them, the slow-moving giant paper figurines would narrow the encirclement.

The memorial hall wasn’t narrow, but as soon as they came out, it was as if they took up all the space.

Bai Qiuye took out a knife and cut open a paper figurine that was already in front of her.

A strong corpse stench came out of the cut, and she almost vomited on the paper figurine.

The paper figurine was cut, and its height shrank a little. But immediately, countless maggots came out of its wound and climbed up Bai Qiuye’s knife.

“Ah!” Bai Qiuye threw the hatchet away. “Disgusting!”

Her trypophobia was about to kick in.