"Chi..."
Zhu Yanbei parked the pickup truck on the side of the road. A bright light burst out, illuminating only a huge, broken sign.
"No way!"
The two big characters were written in red paint. From a distance, they looked like two human figures struggling in fear, which was chilling.
"This is the area known as the Ghost Mountain. It's really a bit creepy." Zhu Yanbei said, "You probably only walked around the outside of the mountain in the previous competition. Let's go deeper this time and stop by the old man's Ghost Inn."
"OK."
Zhou Chuan nodded slightly, holding the handrail of the car roof with one hand, and looking out the window, he saw layers of strange trees swaying in the night wind, like countless monsters ready to devour people.
If you are more confident, you can even remove the word "like"...
"Hehe..."
At this moment, there were bursts of noise coming from outside the car window, some of which were sharp, like a sharp object scratching the glass.
Zhou Chuan silently summoned out the Xinting Hou Dao and held it in his palm. Then he laid the seat down with his right hand and moved directly from the passenger seat to the back seat.
The sound became clearer; someone was knocking on the rear window.
"Senior, I'm going to do it."
The voice was deep and powerful.
Before Zhu Yanbei could reply, Zhou Chuan flipped his hand, and the card flashing with bright purple light instantly turned into a long sword.
Perhaps it was an illusion. As soon as he stepped into the territory of Dahei Mountain, the excitement in his heart became stronger and stronger.
It was like a mad dragon swimming in my heart, with indescribable frustration and anger surging back and forth.
"Bang!!!"
The rear window was smashed by Zhou Chuan's punch, and the blade of a knife immediately cut out from the crack. The black shadow knocking on the glass was unable to dodge and was directly pierced by the knife light.
Zhou Chuan flashed forward, broke the window stained with black blood, and stood in the rear carriage with incredible speed.
With the help of his vision after five spiritual card feedbacks, he could clearly see that on the mountain road where the car was driving, countless twisted black shadows were swooping down.
The nearest one had even got stuck in the car slot and was being towed by a pickup truck traveling at high speed.
"Eighth Master, Lock Master!"
As Zhou Chuan spoke softly, two figures appeared on both sides of him the next moment, waving chains like mad snakes and whipping the black shadows. The sounds of broken bones and shrill cries then rang out in the night sky.
"Achuan, be careful!" Zhu Yanbei's voice came from behind.
In a split second, with a loud bang, a huge figure fell, and the kinetic energy almost overturned the pickup truck.
He took the Xintinghou Knife handed to him by Zhou Chuan and swung it vigorously, cutting off the figure flying from the roof of the car. The dark blood flew everywhere, landing on the roof, the carriage, and the faces of the ghosts and gods.
Zhou Chuan was naturally no exception.
“Swish!”
The pickup truck came to a sudden stop, leaving a long track on the ground.
But Zhou Chuan remained firmly standing in the carriage. He just took off his coat and wiped the blood off his face. After wiping it twice, he threw it aside without caring whether it was wiped clean or not.
"Is Daheishan so fierce? This wave of attack is probably not weaker than the ghost tide in some areas."
Zhu Yanbei held an embroidered spring knife in his left hand and played with a musket with fish and dragon patterns carved on it in his right hand, his eyes fixed on the front.
“They were supposed to be coming for me.”
Zhou Chuan looked at the black shadows coming one after another, turned around and sat in the driver's seat. He stepped on the accelerator, and the pickup truck roared like a beast awakening.
"Achuan, slow down a bit!"
Zhu Yanbei, who was nearly thrown off, tied a section of the Eighth Master's chain around his waist and shouted loudly.
"Ah… "
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhu Yanbei always felt like he heard a cold laugh, the kind of laugh that was cold enough to chill a person to the bone...
"What the hell is this place? Isn't it agreed that descendants of the royal family are to ward off evil spirits here?" Zhu Yanbei tightened his coat.
At this time, Zhou Chuan stepped on the accelerator and drove the pickup truck towards the Guimen Inn.
At the extremely high speed, the car body was vibrating, but there was no sign of getting rid of those black shadows.
They seemed to be being targeted by some terrifying existence. Wild goblins came from all directions, and in front of them there was only a small area illuminated by the car lights and deep darkness all around. It was like a lone boat entering a black sea with undercurrents, or like a pony breaking into a plain where hyenas were walking.
"Master Jia, Master Qi, you two should come out too!"
Zhou Chuan called out in his heart.
Normally, a card player whose mental strength is at the silver stage can only control three spiritual cards, and these three cards are mostly of green quality corresponding to silver.
It can be said that the Silver Card Apprentices who can control three spiritual cards are absolutely the best.
But Zhou Chuan now directly summoned five purple spirit cards, which undoubtedly far exceeded the Card Player Alliance's judgment of silver.
But he just felt that five were not enough!
At this moment, his heart was surging with chaos, and was about to surge onto a broader stage!
"Junior, calm down. We are still young! Drive slower, drive slower!" Zhu Yanbei was so frightened that his voice changed a little, but his hands were still steady. He raised his hand and fired a shot, killing a black shadow that was about to climb onto the car trough like a fire dragon leaving its nest.
Several ghosts and gods also attacked at this time, and the sounds of broken bones and wailing spread throughout the sky above Black Mountain.
The Eighth Master, who used to be the most aggressive, was now leaning quietly aside, looking at Zhu Yanbei as if he was looking at a pet dog that the other had just "created" for him.
"Brother, let's make a deal. Can you please stop looking at me like that? I have social phobia."
Hei Wuchang looked at Zhu Yanbei expressionlessly, and with a flick of his hand, he scared the weirdo who was trying to climb onto the car trough next to him to death, and then continued in silence.
"Brother, please look at it as you like. I don't mind." Zhu Yanbei said nervously.
"… "
So the next moment, Mr. Ba turned his head away and didn't look at him.
Seeing this, Zhu Yanbei scratched his messy hair and said in great surprise: "Achuan's spiritual card seems to be very spiritual..."
“Howl!”
At this time, a shrill wolf howl was heard in the distance. Zhou Chuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked into the distance and saw a huge gray wolf walking towards them carrying a skinny and deformed "monster" on its back.
The monster seemed to be a dog with particularly short front legs, white fur all over its body, and a short, slightly curved snout, as if it had a smile on its face.
But what attracted people's attention most were those strange eyes.
Unlike the gray wolf under him, whose eyes were full of wildness and ferocity, that guy seemed to have a pair of human eyes, fierce and sharp.
"Is this... a wolf?"
Zhou Chuan was a little dazed as he looked at the scene in front of him.
As the old saying goes, a wolf in sheep's clothing is a wolf in sheep's clothing.
There have always been different opinions about the creature called the wolf-dog.
Some people say it might be a badger, some say it is a wolf born with defects, and some say it is a monster with extremely high IQ...
Judging from the current situation, the last possibility is more likely.
"Senior, they are here."
Seeing a group of wild beasts with green eyes rushing towards the pickup truck, Zhou Chuan hurriedly summoned his "sixth spiritual card" Zhu Yanbei, and then saw several beams of fire heading towards the direction of the beasts.