Sometimes things are really unpredictable. Chen Haigang said that he did not see the urn, but after turning two corners, he saw a porcelain urn placed not far in front of him. The area around the urn exuded a cool dark green color.
"Master!" Chen Hai turned around to report, but found that Lin Zhengying, who had been standing not far from him, had disappeared at some point.
After much hesitation, Chen Hai decided to destroy the urn in front of him first.
He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the urn. After aiming for a few seconds, an idea popped into Chen Hai's mind. If he fired the gun, the sound would probably attract other people and ghosts. At that time, he would be in big trouble. After all, he didn't know when Taoist Lin disappeared, and he had no one to protect him now.
Thinking of this, Chen Hai put down the gun in his hand, took two steps forward, picked up a brick next to him, and prepared to approach it and smash it quietly.
Peng, the urn was intact after being hit by a brick. I don’t know if it was because the force was not enough or because the brick could not destroy it.
However, the sound made by the bricks hitting each other had already frightened Chen Hai a little, and he didn't dare to continue doing so. But it was too stupid to leave the jar here.
Chen Hai slowly stretched out his hand and touched the urn.
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The prompt from the main god space told Chen Hai that it was not that he used the wrong tools, but that the timing had not yet come.
At this moment, the urn vibrated slightly, and the surrounding scene was projected directly into Chen Hai's mind. Although the projection was 3D, the style was very simple, with only lines.
Chen Hai's body tensed up because he saw from the map in his mind a human-shaped creature, tiptoeing and approaching him little by little.
In a flash, the man behind him raised his hand and swung it down with force. The sound of the peach wood sword breaking through the air was heard. Chen Hai rolled into the path next to him while holding the urn. Then, relying on the map in his mind, Chen Hai quickly left this place and avoided the attackers.
"It's the Taoist priest! How is that possible!" Chen Hai leaned against the wall and panted.
Although he was unwilling to believe it, a quick glance while escaping allowed Chen Hai to see the attacker's clothes. There was no doubt that at this time and in this place, the only person wearing a Taoist robe should be Lin Zhengying.
"Is it an illusion?" Chen Hai then thought.
But no matter how he speculated, he had no intention of taking the initiative to find Lin Zhengying. He only had one life and could not afford to gamble.
Going back in time, when Chen Hai just discovered the urn, a big hole suddenly appeared on the ground, right under Lin Zhengying's feet.
Relying on the subtle power of the Seven-Star Bagua Steps, Lin Zhengying forcibly lifted his body up while falling, and then flashed to another place.
At this time, he could clearly see the attacker. It was a ghost with mouths on all four of its limbs. In addition, relying on his sufficient experience, Lin Zhengying could tell at a glance that this ghost was controlled by someone, and the method was a bit like the method used by Chen Dachui to control the ghost in his body.
Not knowing the number of enemies and the real attackers, Lin Zhengying had no choice but to flee after taking a quick glance and finding that Chen Hai was gone. Only after leaving the ambush site would he have a chance to find Chen Hai. If both of them were trapped here, then there would be no chance.
Lin Zhengying quickly left the spot and hid behind a wall with a peach wood sword in his hand. He reached out from his personal space, ready to take out some non-lethal props, but found that his personal space seemed to have been robbed and a lot of things were missing.
On the right side of the abandoned unfinished building, after waiting for a long time without seeing Ji Jie and others, Zheng Yimin carefully walked out from his hiding place. He did not dare to turn on the flashlight, and could only move carefully with the faint moonlight falling through the gaps.
Suddenly, Zheng Yimin found a black mass in front of him. He quickly dodged behind the wall. After taking a breath, he pulled out a pistol from his waist. This was a standard firearm specially approved by his superiors for members of the Supernatural Center. Although he had to write a lot of reports after firing the gun, he might not even have the chance to write the reports if he didn't fire the gun.
After turning on the safety, Zheng Yimin held his breath, carefully stretched his head out, and found that the black shadow was still in that position, without moving.
Carefully walking out from the wall and pointing the gun at the shadow, Zheng Yimin moved forward little by little. He discovered that the shadow was actually a corpse half leaning against the wall. No, it was not certain yet whether it was a corpse.
Zheng Yimin took two steps forward with the mentality of confirming the deceased. Suddenly, he heard a sound coming from his right. He turned around and pointed the gun in that direction.
But a cool sword light had already fallen on his hands, but it seemed that the sword light saw Zheng Yimin's face clearly, and when it was about to touch his arm, it forced a turn and cut on his pistol.
I don’t know what material this sword is made of, but it is extremely sharp and can easily cut the gun in half, as easy as a hot knife cutting butter.
Zheng Yimin was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat, but when he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Master!" Zheng Yimin called out in a low voice.
That’s right, the one who attacked him was none other than Lin Zhengying, whom he had met before. This also explained why the other party stopped at the last moment.
"It's me, keep your voice down." Lin Zhengying held the Qingguang sword in his hand upside down and lowered his voice, "Someone has already started to kill me."
"I know, there is a body here." Zheng Yimin turned his head and pointed at the body on the ground, then paused. This person was the one who came in behind him, but the place where his heart was was now empty, there was nothing there.
Lin Zhengying narrowed his eyes and looked at the face of the corpse. "No, I saw this person on the other side not long ago. How come he suddenly died here!"
"Have you seen him on the other side?" Zheng Yimin was surprised. They had only been in there for about ten minutes. Even if he had kept his vision open the whole time while running, it was impossible for this person to run back and forth twice.
"That's right." Lin Zhengying nodded. "By the way, when did you come in?"
"It should be about ten minutes ago." Zheng Yimin replied. He glanced at his watch to confirm the time, but found that it had stopped.
Lin Zhengying frowned even more deeply. Ten minutes ago, the person who attacked him so many times, the shadows that appeared everywhere, and the person who made Chen Hai hallucinate were all ghosts in this place? Why was it a little unbelievable
"By the way, Taoist priest, don't you usually use a peach wood sword?" Zheng Yimin asked, looking at the Qinggang sword in Lin Zhengying's right hand. He felt that the Taoist priest in front of him was a little weird from the moment he appeared.
"I gave the first one to you. The second one broke when I was fighting with someone on the second floor." Lin Zhengying knew that Zheng Yimin wanted to confirm his identity, so he said it without any concealment.
Zheng Yimin nodded, and his doubts were slightly put away.
"There aren't many ghosts in this place, but it feels like a lot of strange people have appeared from nowhere, and the terrain seems to be changing, making it easy to be separated for no apparent reason." Lin Zhengying said, "Let me get you something to protect yourself."
When his hand reached into the personal space, Lin Zhengying paused.
"Master, what's wrong?" Zheng Yimin asked in a low voice.
"No, the things are gone." Lin Zhengying frowned. The two scapegoats that he had opened with his fingertips' blood a few minutes ago were gone. They were clearly just put in there.
"What's missing?" Zheng Yimin continued to ask.
Lin Zhengying narrowed his eyes. He seemed to have seen Zheng Yimin's figure fade a little. But when he looked closely, it was normal, as if there was nothing wrong.
"It's okay, maybe I forgot to bring it." Lin Zhengying said as he took out a few talismans from his arms. After his fingers flew, the talismans turned into the shape of a little man. He bit his fingertips, chanted a spell to stimulate the spirituality of the paper man, and then handed it to Zheng Yimin.
"It lasts for two hours. If you are hurt while holding it, the damage will bypass you and act on the paper man." Lin Zhengying explained, "But remember, the paper man is very fragile and can be destroyed easily. The number and intensity of attacks it can resist are very limited. Don't be too aggressive."
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Taoist priest!" Zheng Yimin took the paper man and nodded.
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, a scream was heard, and Lin Zhengying and Zheng Yimin looked towards the second floor at the same time.
"It's Ji Jie!" Zheng Yimin recognized the voice of the screamer and started running towards that place, with Lin Zhengying following closely behind.
When approaching the stairs, Lin Zhengying found a man holding a long sword-like object in his hand walking carefully towards him from a distance, sticking to the wall. The man's figure was very familiar, but because he was in a hurry to save people, he didn't have time to take a closer look.
After rushing to the second floor, an arm stretched out from the railing and shook twice. Just when Zheng Yimin was startled and prepared to fight back, Ji Jie's face appeared from the other side.
"Shh! That's not me!" Ji Jie made a gesture of silence and said in a low voice.
"It's not you?" Zheng Yimin was a little suspicious. He turned around to ask the Taoist priest for confirmation, but found that the Taoist priest was gone.
"What are you looking at?" Ji Jie gently pushed Zheng Yimin.
Zheng Yimin was stunned and looked down at the paper figure in his hand, then shook his head, "It's okay, I didn't see anything."
"Follow me." Ji Jie pulled Zheng Yimin and carefully walked around the stairs. After turning twice, they entered the escape passage.
"Why did you suddenly disappear when you came in?" Zheng Yimin asked.
Ji Jie looked up and paused for two seconds as if recalling something. "Didn't you turn on the flashlight at that time? I wanted to help you look somewhere else, but when I turned around, a huge mouth appeared on the wall next to me. I chopped it down with my sword, but found that it seemed to be an illusion. There was no wall there at all. When I came to my senses, I had already passed through the gap. After passing through, I found that it was not an illusion after all."
"There was indeed a ghost with mouths all over its body not far in front of me, but it seemed to be intimidated by the sword in my hand, so it did not attack. After a few minutes of confrontation, I waited for the ghost to leave before I dared to move. Then you disappeared. Then, as soon as I went up the stairs, I heard my own screams, so I quickly hid."
After listening to Ji Jie's words, Zheng Yimin realized that something was wrong. The timing didn't match up at all. He had just come out of the ruins for a few minutes when he saw Taoist Lin Zhengying, and then heard screams. If Ji Jie had only been in confrontation for a few minutes, she should not have been able to see him.
Thinking of this, Zheng Yimin silently clenched the paper man and prepared to escape.
Ji Jie didn't seem to notice his little action. She continued to speak while looking at the empty corridor outside with vigilance.
"Have you ever seen an urn? I haven't seen one yet, but the ghost saw two. One had a hole in its chest, and the other had mouths all over its body."
Listening to Ji Jie's words, Zheng Yimin was a little surprised, "There is a body on the first floor. It's the person who followed us in. There's a hole in his chest!"
"That's impossible!" Ji Jie turned around. "I saw the ghost with the hole floating past the stairs when I was going up the stairs. If that was him, I should be able to recognize him."
"If that's the case, then that person should have been killed by the ghost with a hole in his chest!" Zheng Yimin said. After all, the way a ghost with a hole in his chest kills people is to dig a hole in other people's chests. That is not something worth being surprised about.
"... You Donggui, could your name be any worse?" Ji Jie's complaint eased the atmosphere a little.
"Hush" Zheng Yimin pricked up his ears. He heard hurried footsteps coming from inside. Someone was running towards this side.
He pulled Ji Jie close to the wall, looking at the entrance not far away, guarding against possible enemies.
As the footsteps approached, Zheng Yimin and the others saw Chen Hai flash past the entrance holding something round.
The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes, because no matter how hard they thought about it, the round object that Chen Hai held so tightly in his arms could only be an urn.
"Be careful, he's running so fast, maybe something is chasing him." Ji Jie whispered, and then clenched the peach wood sword in her hand. She hadn't opened the once-a-day seal yet, so if there was something there, she would just chop it down!
Just as Zheng Yimin nodded and was about to say something, they both felt a chill down their spines and took a step forward at the same time.
A big hand stretched out from the wall, grabbed Zheng Yiming's chest while he was still in the air, and then grabbed a ball of paper.
Zheng Yimin escaped the disaster by relying on the things given by Lin Zhengying and fell to the ground. Ji Jie said nothing, opened the seal, and swung the peach wood sword backwards.
Black blood burst out from the tip of the sword, directly pinning the ghost to the wall. The huge stimulation caused the ghost to begin to twist.
Ji Jie wanted to take back the peach wood sword, but she saw a ghost with five mouths coming up the stairs from the first floor.
At this critical moment, Ji Jie decisively abandoned the peach wood sword and pulled Zheng Yimin to run to the other side of the twisted hole ghost.
Hiss~ The power of the peach wood sword dissipated after a few seconds, and the trapped ghost returned to normal, but its transparency was several dozen percentage points higher.
Sensing another ghost approaching, the hole ghost once again merged into the wall and fled the scene.