The flames danced before my eyes and descended bit by bit at an extremely slow speed.
Perhaps knowing that the Privy Council is here to clean up trouble, the clock outside has stopped, as if no one dares to take a step closer here - in fact, let alone the clock, from nightfall to this moment, the entire county is silent, even the usual dogs The chirping of insects is no longer heard.
How long have they been waiting
One hour, or three hours
Xia Fan lost control of time. The only proof that he could feel the passage of time was the half-burned candles on the candlestick.
Zhang Shenpan, who was sitting in the middle, did not move from beginning to end. Looking from the corner, he seemed to have turned into a statue.
This kind of waiting makes people anxious, and even makes Xia Fan wonder whether the Yuan ghost will really choose their group in a forest with many prey as the divine judge said.
At this moment, Xia Fan heard a series of crisp ringtones.
It was incompatible with the dull and anxious atmosphere, and instantly broke the silence of the night.
The source of the sound seems to be coming from... inside the box!
Almost instantly, Zhang Shenpan suddenly opened his eyes.
He grabbed the wooden sword placed beside him, lifted it gently, and the lid of the box rose with a sound. Xia Fan, who was guarding the corner, also saw the contents of the box at this moment.
It was a face without a nose. The most obvious mouth stood upright, splitting the face into two halves. On both sides of the mouth, there were three eyes of different sizes. These eyes have neither eye sockets nor eyebrow embellishments. They look like flesh beads embedded in the epidermis!
The moment the lid was lifted, two skinny arms stretched out and grabbed the alchemist in front of him at an extremely fast speed!
But Zhang Shenpan is faster.
He pulled up a rope with his left hand, and the other end of it was connected to the box - as if some mechanism had been opened, the originally good wooden box suddenly fell apart.
A container is a container precisely because the bottom and four walls fit together to form a closed space. However, as the boxes turned into pieces of wood, this space no longer existed.
The moment the Abyss Ghost's body was exposed, its open arms instantly lost their strength and fell limply.
This is the weakness of Yuan Gui!
Once it loses its hiding place, its lethal deterrence will also disappear.
After witnessing this sudden change, Xia Fan finally understood why Zhang Shenpan was so calm and composed - he didn't have to work hard and wait like them. There was a bell hidden in the box. Once a foreign object entered, the alarm would be triggered. He only needed to Just wait until the bell rings and then concentrate on dealing with it. But until then, he knew the mansion was safe.
Without the cover of the box, the Abyss Ghost completely revealed its true form. As the survivors said, its body was almost the size of a baby, but that did not include its four slender limbs. In other words, apart from the head, it only has limbs. Both the hands and feet are more than two meters long, and the joints are all bent upward, like a water strider running in the water.
It panicked and wanted to bypass the alchemist in front of it, but Zhang Shenpan, who had already stood up, obviously did not intend to give it this chance.
He threw out a talisman and hit Yuan Gui's head, who immediately froze in place. Then he raised his sword and stabbed straight through the talisman before continuing forward, piercing through the Yuangui without any resistance like piercing tofu.
Only two soft "bang, bang" sounds were heard, Yuan Gui's head suddenly exploded, and black flesh splashed all over the floor.
So fast, Xia Fan thought to himself.
The opponent's attack process was smooth and smooth. He neither took out the medicinal materials nor used sounds to strengthen the intention of performing the technique. From the time the target appeared to the time he fell to the ground, it only took a few seconds.
The strength of the sixth-grade alchemist should not be underestimated.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. This mission is over." Zhang Shenjian wiped the wooden sword and put it back to his waist. "After that, let the magistrate deal with the aftermath. We will set off back to Jinxia tomorrow."
"It turns out that ghosts are just like that... How difficult it is for me to be the leader of evil spirits." Wang Renzhi walked to the remains of the Yuan Ghost and kicked it with his feet in disgust, "Tsk, it's really deformed."
"Is it... dead?" Wei Wushuang stepped forward and asked.
"Death? It has never lived at all, okay?" Wang Renzhi rolled his eyes at him, "This thing is just reorganized and driven by Qi. If the hostile Qi is strong enough, some evil spirits can come back again and again, such as the Great Desolate Evil Night. But ghost...it's just such an opportunity."
"Where did this Abyss Ghost come from?" Shangguan Cai suddenly asked.
"What do you mean?" Mr. Wang looked at her in confusion.
"Don't you know? The biggest difference between ghosts and other evil spirits is that they are transformed from corpses. In other words -" she turned her gaze to Yuangui, "this thing was once a person."
"Well, who knows..." Wang Renzhi was a little stuck for a moment, "And its origin is not important at all, right?"
Zhang Shenjian unexpectedly looked at Shangguan Cai for a while before taking up the topic, "Yes, the mission of the Privy Council alchemists is to eliminate evil spirits. It doesn't matter where it comes from. For example, this Yuan ghost, maybe It could be a farmer who went up to the mountains to collect herbs and accidentally lost his way, or it could be a hunter who fell into the valley and many geniuses died. Knowing these does not stop the ghost from harming people, you only need to destroy it."
"That's what I mean," Wang Renzhi coughed twice, "Let's go, I can still have a good sleep now."
It seems that Li doesn't have to appear tonight.
Xia Fan waved towards the darkness to say hello to her, then turned and walked towards the door.
But what made him a little strange was that although there were several people walking in front, no one pushed open the closed hall door, as if everyone was waiting for him.
If only Wei Wushuang and Luo Youer were easy to understand, when did the others become so united
He subconsciously quickened his pace, and at the same time he saw that Wei Wushuang seemed to be trying his best to turn around, staring at him with big eyes, as if urging him.
Wait, is that an urging look
With the help of the flickering candlelight, Xia Fan seemed to see bloodshot eyes in his eyes - how impatient do you have to be to be so impatient
The Wei Wushuang in his impression was not such a person.
Xia Fan couldn't help but stop.
At this moment, an abnormal situation occurred without warning - he found that the front foot he had put down could not be retracted, as if it was nailed to the spot. Soon, the feeling of something wrong spread throughout his body, and he suddenly realized that it was not just his feet, but that he had lost control of his body!
Is this an illusion
No... No, he was targeted by something.
And not just him, but everyone present was like this, so that after the vision occurred, no one looked back or issued a warning - because when they noticed the problem, they could no longer open their mouths to make a sound.
Under the dim firelight, a two-meter-tall figure emerged in front of Xia Fan little by little.