"Turn on the light on it! It's afraid of light!"
Wu Liang shouted fiercely, turning on the flashlight function on his phone, and a blinding beam of light shone directly onto the Limbless Ghost's face.
The other seemed to be scorched by intense flames, starting to scream and frantically burrow into the darkness.
The Limbless Ghost felt its vision growing increasingly blurry, and in a few seconds, it might see nothing at all!
The homeless man suddenly stood up and shouted loudly to bolster his courage. Although he didn't understand why Wu Liang said that, he instinctively followed suit and turned on the light.
As a wanderer long sleeping on the streets, he didn't have a phone.
But he did have a powerful flashlight!
Usually sleeping in a dilapidated building where there's no light at all, it's all thanks to this high-powered flashlight that he could see the way!
In an instant, the Limbless Ghost's vision was completely deprived.
At this point, it simply gave up on hiding, wildly waving its ghostly arms around in a frenzy!
It grabbed onto a railing, and the railing broke.
It grabbed onto a wall, and the wall collapsed.
The homeless man took advantage of the Limbless Ghost's inability to find them and hurriedly ran over to grab Wu Liang, who had fallen by the wall.
He supported Wu Liang as they ran out.
Soon they reached the second floor.
"Whew whew... how did you know it was afraid of light?"
Having moved away from the corridor, the homeless man finally dared to catch his breath and asked Wu Liang, still dripping with cold sweat, afraid.
Wu Liang forced a smile and said, "Cough, cough, cough... I have a book... It records the ghost's weaknesses, and I didn't expect it to be true."
"What book? It's that powerful!"
"It's called the [Ghost Compendium], an ancient book I read years ago, and now it's nowhere to be found."
Wu Liang could only explain it .
After all, the other party couldn't possibly see the [Ghost Compendium] he was holding right now, so it was better to say it was a book he'd read before, which couldn't be verified anyway.
The homeless man continued to express wonders.
"As they say, knowledge in books is like... something?"
"In books, there's a golden house... in books, there's a face like jade." Wu Liang replied, panting.
"Ah, yes! That's it! Hehe, after we get out of here, I really need to read more books!"
His words made Wu Liang feel a bit lighter despite the oppressive situation.
Whether it was the homeless man's interpretation of "Living" or what he said now.
It could be seen that the homeless man had a low level of education but a profound passion for reading.
"Let's hurry and escape; to completely cleanse a Fierce Ghost, we need intense daylight! While it's still noon outside..."
Just as Wu Liang was explaining that the last condition for exorcising a Fierce Ghost needed sunlight, a loud crash suddenly reverberated from the ceiling.
This familiar tremor sent a shiver through Wu Liang's heart.
The same kind of crash was heard during the collapse of the four or five floors earlier. Could the Limbless Ghost be demolishing the building again? After all, it was indeed seen demolishing the wall just now.
"Quick... move!" Wu Liang grimaced, forcing the words out.
The force of the Limbless Ghost slamming him against the wall had likely fractured several ribs, maybe even injuring internal organs.
Every step he took was excruciatingly difficult.
If it wasn't for the homeless man's support, he probably would have been crawling on the ground.
The loud crashing continued, and as debris and dust fell from the ceiling, Wu Liang could feel a growing sense of looming catastrophe.
The next second, the ceiling shattered.
The third floor had collapsed!
A boulder, large as an excavator's bucket, plummeted from the sky, right above the helpless Wu Liang!
At this, he could only let out a helpless, bitter smile.
The claws of the Fierce Ghost had spared him, but the [Ghost Compendium] surely couldn't shield him from such a boulder, right?
He had indeed been quite unlucky…
Why did he decide to visit the library to read today?
Just as he thought he'd resigned himself to his fate, the homeless man shouted and kicked out his leg.
He was just too thin.
There wasn't time to pull Wu Liang away together, so he could only choose to kick back, just as Wu Liang had kicked him out of the way of the Fierce Ghost's claws.
Wu Liang, kicked to the side and narrowly missing the boulder, was utterly dumbfounded.
Struggling to turn over, he completely ignored his body's pain and injuries, his eyes fixed on the half-exposed arm crushed by the boulder.
The arm was frail, filthy, stained with blood.
It was the only part of the homeless man's body not buried by the boulder.
Considering the weight of the boulder and the height from which it fell, being crushed, the homeless man was unlikely even to leave a complete corpse.
"Ah... Ah! What are you doing, damn it? I can't move anymore! You can still move, so save yourself and run!" Wu Liang hoarsely screamed.
The homeless man had come into the library initially out of concern for him, and now he had lost his life saving him.
He never thought of himself as a good person, but neither was he heartless.
A young man, barely an adult, faced life-and-death battles with a Fierce Ghost, only to witness such a scene.
Wu Liang's emotions began to collapse.
True to the saying, "when it rains, it pours," at this moment, a shadow swaying wildly with ghostly arms fell through the hole from the collapsed third floor.
Its vision had somewhat recovered.
It saw the young man incapacitated on the ground and smiled.
This head, full of despair and agony, would surely become its most beautiful collection! Content orıginally comes from 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Yet, the boy paid no heed to its approach.
Having lost the ability to move, and the phone destroyed by the fall, Wu Liang couldn't fathom how he could escape the Limbless Ghost's clutches under such dire circumstances.
The homeless man's selfless rescue only won him a few more seconds of life.
"Why didn't you run... I only gave you two bags of buns... was it worth it..." At this moment, Wu Liang muttered in a daze.
Finally, he looked at the Fierce Ghost with acceptance.
The ghost also raised its arm, ready to decapitate him and take it to its subterranean library to collect.
It all seemed to be over.
Just as the Limbless Ghost thought it could soon leave with its prize, a gigantic figure abruptly emerged behind it, rising skyward!
A Giant Ghost, towering taller than the library, burst forth, pushing aside all nearby debris and ruins!
Like sunlight breaking through the clouds, the scorching rays instantly embraced the Limbless Ghost!
Utterly immobilized, it howled in agony.
It could only watch helplessly as it faded away from this world.
However, Wu Liang's gaze wasn't on the Limbless Ghost; he stared blankly at the colossus standing tall against the sky.
Or rather, at the ghostly information suspended beside the human-like shadow provided by the [Ghost Compendium]—
[Living who know of the Ghost Compendium's existence, at the point of death, will become a corresponding Fierce Ghost based on their most desired goal at the time.]
[Wish: To stand tall, dispel darkness and bring light—fulfilled]
Something fell from the Giant Ghost's enormous, tree-like body, landing in front of Wu Liang.
Instinctively, he looked down.
It was a book originally well-preserved but now battered and smeared with blood from being crushed by the boulder.
The title was—"Living."