In just a moment, the darkness that was enough to blind our eyes covered the place where we were. At that moment, I even suspected that I was trapped in the ghost realm again.
Everything near the Songlong Monument looked just like the ghost town it once was. Looking around, there was nothing but the soundless silence and the impenetrable darkness.
The moment my palm touched the hilt of the knife, a voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard: "Brother, brother, are you there?"
I clearly felt that the monk Zhihui, who was leaning on me, was about to speak, so I quickly covered his mouth. As the monk Zhihui grabbed my arm and struggled, the voice seemed to come closer to us: "Brother, brother, can you hear me?"
Monk Zhihui immediately gave up struggling and held his breath - none of us heard any footsteps, but the man suddenly appeared in the middle of the yard. No matter how you looked at it, he couldn't be a living person.
"Brother, Brother..." The man spoke for the third time, and his voice was less than two meters away from me. This time I heard him shouting while groping forward...
"Brother, Brother, please say something!" In a short moment, the man came close to me and reached out to touch my head. I felt his arm coming across my head and he immediately hugged Monk Zhihui and fell to the ground. When his cold palm swept over my head, I could clearly smell a strong smell of blood.
Before I could move away, the other person's hand was hovering above my head, and a drop of cold blood dripped from his hand directly onto my forehead.
The area between the eyebrows is one of the most sensitive parts of the human body. Some sorcerers open their third eye at the area between the eyebrows because that is where the human consciousness resides.
Because of this, I felt a chill before the blood drop from the other person's hand even touched my skin. When I tilted my head, the drop of blood also brushed against my ear and dripped onto the ground.
Without waiting for the man to move again, I supported myself on the ground with one hand, dragged Monk Zhihui with the other hand, and turned around suddenly, moving away from the original place. Without waiting for my body to stop, I let go of Monk Zhihui, and then took off the Rakshasa with my right hand, and swept it towards the place where the ghost was approaching, with the knife and sheath together.
There was a muffled sound from the scabbard, and then there was the sound of a person falling in front of us. Before I could retract the knife in my hand, I heard someone crawling towards me along the ground.
I reached out and grabbed the monk Zhihui beside me, and as I pushed the ground with my feet and quickly retreated, the sound of the man crawling on the ground also quickened, and his fingers touched the tip of my shoe twice.
"Mr. Wu, let me go..." Monk Zhihui also knew that if I continued to retreat with him, we would be caught up by the other party sooner or later.
"Shut up!" I shouted at him. I couldn't help but slow down my pace, and the other person held the tip of my right shoe. When I tried to pull my foot back, the other person's fingers were already pressing down on the tip of my shoe.
I raised my left foot and kicked at the heel of my right foot, and the Soul-Breaking Spear hidden in my shoe immediately shot out. After a crisp sound of a sharp blade cutting through bones came from in front of my feet, my right foot also kicked up into the air.
I clearly felt the Soul-Breaking Spear on my foot piercing into someone's chin, and I immediately directed the Mysterious Inner Qi to the sole of my foot. After the extremely cold Inner Qi flowed out along the sole of my foot, I used my foot to hold the opponent's jaw and lifted him up.
Not long after I lifted the opponent's body into the air, it fell to the ground with a bang, like a piece of frozen solid ice.
After I pulled Zhihui back two meters, more than ten flashlights shone in from outside the yard. Ye Jin and Shi Heshang shouted at the same time: "Zhaozi (Old Wu), how are you?"
"It's okay, light the fire!" Soon after I helped Monk Zhihui to stand up, a large number of people and horses arrived near us. I pointed to the place where the human body fell just now and shouted, "Light it over there!"
After someone focused the flashlight on the place where my finger was, I saw that there was a corpse without human skin lying there.
Someone was about to move forward, but I stopped him sternly: "No one move, light the fire immediately!"
Ye Jin and Monk Shi quickly lit up the bonfire. When the blazing fire illuminated the courtyard, the first thing I looked at was not the corpse on the ground, but the monks of Prajna Temple. There were ten monks, not one missing. I then asked Zhihui in a deep voice, "Who was the person who called you 'brother' just now?"
"This..." Zhihui was unable to answer for a moment, and hesitantly said, "I don't know either. I just felt that the man's voice sounded very familiar, like my junior fellow apprentice."
I couldn't help but ask, "You want to answer without even knowing who the other person is?"
Zhihui said: "I do think that person's voice is familiar..."
At this time, a monk said: "I don't think you can blame me for this. Just now, the ten of us gathered together, and we were also deceived by the ghost, right?"
The man continued without waiting for me to ask, "After nightfall, a few of us gathered near the coffin to chant sutras. Unexpectedly, the body in the coffin would disappear. I asked all the fellow apprentices to chant sutras to suppress the entire courtyard, and asked Donor Wang to invite my fellow apprentice."
"Not long after Mr. Wang left, we heard our senior brother standing outside the door and told us to follow him. Although we only saw a back, we felt that it was definitely our senior brother, so we chased him all the way. We chased him all the way to the outside of the village, only to find that what we were chasing was actually a human skin."
I couldn't help but ask, "A piece of human skin led you to run across half the village? That human skin was also wearing monk's clothes?"
The man replied: "The human skin is indeed wearing monk's clothes."
The man waved his hand, and a monk threw a monk's robe on the ground. I picked up the robe with the tip of my knife and took a closer look. I was slightly startled. The monk's robe had obviously been buried in the ground for a while, and it even had the smell of decaying wooden coffins. I turned to Wang Fugui and asked, "Village head, have monks lived in your village before, or have wandering monks passed away near the village?"
"No, none at all." Wang Fugui waved his hands repeatedly, "I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing."
I put down my monk's robe and asked, "Where is the human skin?"
The monk said, "We have burned it."
"You..." I was so angry that my eyes widened. There should be clues on that human skin, but they burned it just like that.
The man immediately added: "I looked at the human skin carefully. The leather should have been processed."
I couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Ye Jin, Monk, what happened to you two just now?"
Ye Jin said: "I didn't encounter anything. I couldn't see or hear anything. It wasn't until the flashlight from outside came in that I heard some movement from your side."
I thought for a long time before I said, "You help me protect the law. I want to see what's going on with Lu Xiaoying's magic box."
After Zhihui led the monks of Prajna Temple to rearrange the formation, I sat cross-legged on the ground, communicating with the melon seeds, and quietly sneaked into its sea of consciousness.
The first person I saw through Guazi'er's eyes was Xiao Baitang sitting alone on the roof. I turned around and looked around, only to find that Lu Xiaoying and the others were still in the villa, but they had moved from the core area that was destroyed by the flood to a place on the periphery that had suffered less damage.
Xiao Baitang, who was sitting on the roof, was probably on guard duty. There was no one around her except Guazi.
My first reaction was that Lu Xiaoying and the others were not attacked.
But I thought about it again and felt that it was not right. According to the time, it had been more than half an hour since the magic box started turning. Even if Lu Xiaoying and the others had not encountered any ghosts, they should not be so "relaxed". At least they should be as if they were facing a great enemy.
Unless the Pandora's box on their side has never been turned at all.
I was about to get up and look somewhere else, but Xiao Baitang pushed me back. Xiao Baitang stroked Guazi'er's head with his hand: "Guazi'er, can you talk to me? What do you think Wu Zhaoge is doing? I miss him."
"In fact, I'm not the only one thinking about him. Sister Qingyan is also thinking about Brother Wu Zhao. She always secretly touches the Green Fly Dart that Brother Wu Zhao gave her. Yesterday, she even fell asleep holding the Green Fly Dart. I really want that Green Fly Dart because it belongs to Brother Wu Zhao."
Xiao Baitang pursed her nose and said, "Actually, I know that Xiaoying misses Wu Zhao, but she just doesn't say it. Haven't you noticed that Xiaoying is always secretly looking at you? Although you are good-looking, Xiaoying didn't always secretly look at you before. She is looking to see if Wu Zhao is here, right?"
Xiao Baitang stretched out a finger and touched Guazi'er's nose: "You are not Wu Zhaoge, are you? You didn't pretend to be Guazi to eavesdrop on me, did you?"
I was shocked. If Xiao Baitang found out, how would I explain it to her
Xiao Baitang sighed and said, "Even if you are Brother Wu Zhao, I can't tell. I really envy Sister Xiaoying, who can always know when Brother Wu Zhao will come over."
"I know, I've overthought. You are definitely not Brother Wu Zhao. If he were on you now, he would definitely make you scream at me."
Xiao Baitang imitated me and said, "If he came in person, he would have to tell me: Xiao Baitang, you are still young and don't understand anything. Don't always think about those messy things. Being happy is the most important thing."
"I'm not a kid anymore! Besides, he and I have known each other for three lifetimes! Unfortunately, I came too late in this life. He already knew Sister Qingyan and Sister Xiaoying."
Little White Sugar sighed and said, "Guazi, tell me, am I too willful? I clearly know that Wu Zhaoge already has Sister Qingyan, but I still pester him and want to take away some of his love. Am I embarrassing Wu Zhaoge? Should I go back to being the Little White Sugar I used to be, just following him and helping him do some things?"
"If I were still the little white sugar I used to be, Brother Wu Zhao wouldn't have made things difficult for me. But I'm so reluctant to let go of you. I feel so bad! I don't know what Brother Wu Zhao thinks..."
I wanted to tell her, "I feel bad too," but I just couldn't say it.
When I leaned towards Xiao Baitang, a cold wind suddenly blew in the air. (To be continued)