Chapter 100 Nuoshan 2nd Grandpa

Under Cheng Hai's low chant, Lu Hong found himself unknowingly riding a carousel horse. When Lu Hong looked down, the horse's finely carved face had bizarrely twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, with two streams of blood tears flowing from the horse's eyes. Then, the horse's mouth cracked open, emitting a sharp, long scream.

Simultaneously, the cries of millions of wronged souls came from all around, as countless white-clothed ghostly figures appeared above Lu Hong's head. Each was hung in midair by blood-stained ropes, revealing ferocious, mad grins toward Lu Hong.

Evidently, this was a low-budget haunted house from before Lu Hong traversed worlds. Such tricks, in the world of the Heavenly God, could actually scare the ignorant, since the novels and folktales here had no vocabulary for ghosts and spirits.