Chapter 202: The Ghost Strikes the Wall
Using the basis of reality to construct an illusion, the most real, half true and half false, if he hadn't jumped a few more meters, he would have fallen.
"Xuan'er?" Shi Yan shouted a few times, looking around, there was quite a bit of smoke and cold water, moon and sand, what he saw and heard shrunk to a very small range, he didn't get any response, only empty echoes.
"Try the Illusion Breaking Talisman?" Shi Yan's heart moved, and he thought of the spirit rune he got from Lu Qingquan's Qiankun Array Bag, and there was an illusion breaking talisman in it.
Shi Yan took it out and took a look, he didn't use it, this illusion breaking talisman is not of a low level, and it is a bit wasteful to use it here.
"Childe?"
The horse fell, Xuan'er landed with strength, stood up and shouted after rolling around, her eyes were full of spiritual power, she glanced around, the surrounding environment was exactly the same as Shi Yan's, but she couldn't see Shi Yan.
A few breaths ago, in her eyes, Shi Yan fell from the ravine with the old horse, dead without a body.
Xuan'er's expression did not change, she didn't believe it at all, and after looking around a few times, the spiritual power of her pupils dissipated, and she couldn't see through it!
When she moved her gaze to her arms, her expression moved, Soul Devouring Sword?
Immediately pull out the Soul Eater Sword, leaving the scabbard behind, and throwing the blade forward.
The Soul Eater Sword roared to the ground, halfway into the ground, without Xuan'er's suppression, on the Soul Eater Sword, tadpole-like runes swept out, and one after another runes were like long snakes, wielding the power of devouring invisible ghosts in the air.
Boom!
Shi Yan saw the Soul Devouring Sword that suddenly appeared five meters in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, Xuan'er is very smart, the Soul Devouring Sword is a dead thing, and the other is the power that can devour ghosts, and the illusion cannot be trapped.
Immediately walk over and pull it up.
Xuan'er waited by the Soul Eater Sword early, and when she saw that the Soul Eater Sword was pulled up and disappeared, she reached out and grabbed it, hoping to catch Shi Yan's palm, but she didn't catch it.
"Isn't it an illusion?" Xuan'er muttered, giving up for the time being, and see you in Fengqilou.
"See you at Fengqi Tower. Shi Yan whispered a word, ran wildly in the direction of Fengqi Tower with his sword, and the sound of the soul suppression loomed, allowing the tadpole-like runes to be entangled, so it was okay, with the protection of the tadpole-like runes, the ghosts could not directly invade him.
If you spend a lot of internal strength, you can spend it, and he still has a little Thousand Crane Spirit Pill, so it is not difficult to recover.
Ten minutes later, Shi Yan arrived outside Fengqi Tower, the entire street was empty, the noise of the Moon Heart Festival disappeared completely, the sky was dark, except for the thin moonlight, not a single star could be seen.
There is some light on the street, Fengqilou is black, and you can't see the black of your fingers.
Shi Yan glanced at it a few times and was about to step in.
Boom!
The heavy object broke through the air and fell to the ground on Shi Yan's back shoulder, if Shi Yan didn't take a step forward, the heavy object would hit his body.
Shi Yan turned around and looked, his pupils shrank slightly, and the heavy object that fell was actually a corpse, a fresh corpse that had been stripped of its skin, although it was fresh, but there was not a drop of blood, it was dry, and it was the same as several corpses seen at the yamen.
The huge force of the fall from the sky caused the corpse to be torn apart and shattered.
Male corpse?
Shi Yan took a step back and looked up, the first sixteen floors were all the same, and the seventeenth floor could barely see a black shadow under the moonlight, as if looking at him.
The Dark Shadow ...... It seems that there is no skin!
Shi Yan pursed his lips, was this a warning to him not to meddle in his affairs?
Shi Yan stood still for a few seconds, and strode into Fengqi Tower, sorry, he was really not nosy.
Someone else may leave, after all, what will happen once he meets a ghost, no one can say what life or death will be, but he is different, this Hongfang Street is his jurisdiction, and he will be the first to be punished if something big happens.
If this ghost creature wants to escape from the city, it must devour the entire human population of Hongfang Street to have a possibility.
Whether this ghost thing has the means to hunt everyone on Hongfang Street in one night, Shi Yan doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to bet, in this case, it is completely possible to change it to the flesh and blood tentacles of the ghost in Yuqiao Town.
Second, ghosts hunt and prey on humans and evolve themselves, and he is the same, but the object of his hunting is ghosts!
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The road extended indefinitely, Xing Xuan stopped after running for dozens of miles, and according to common sense, he had already arrived at the location of Fengqi Tower.
As far as the eye can see, there is no one left, only a few lighted lanterns swaying in the wind, making an unpleasant creaking sound, and the rows of lanterns stretch down, obscured by the night, and there is no end in sight.
"Is the ghost hitting the wall?" Xing Xuan's eyes were calm, and her eyes were closed.
A layer of spiritual power appeared, constantly accumulating, and finally wrapped her whole person, and dozens of layers were superimposed.
In this way, Xing Xuan closed her eyes and relied on her memory, walking step by step in the established direction, and only after a few minutes did she open her eyes.
"It's out!"
Xing Xuan looked around and saw the new street, and was sure in her heart that she could already see the tip of Fengqi Tower from a distance, and Fengqi Tower was not far away.
But before she could take any steps, at the end of the street, a ghostly shadow shadow sounded.
It is a specific singing of shadow puppetry, neither male nor female, some like children who have not changed their voices, I don't know if it is an illusion, the lanterns on both sides of the street shake faster, and the lights and candles inside seem to be extinguished at any time.
In the misty night, a man and woman with heavy makeup appeared, stepping on the rhythm of shadow puppet music, and running towards Xing Xuan with different expressions.
As we approached, we could see that the bodies of these men and women were empty, with only a layer of skin, which would sink and soften when blown by the wind.
Under the skin are four bamboo poles, all of which are supported by bamboo poles.
Xing Xuan stared at everything indifferently, and when these shadow puppets were approaching, she sneered and said to herself: "Do you want to contain me so that I can get rid of my son?"
"That's ...... I look down on my son-in-law too much......"
As the words fell, patches of blood-colored petals appeared in the sky, first scarce, then more and more, covering the ground with a thick layer.
Xing Xuan strode out, stepping on the blood-colored petals, a whirlpool appeared, and the blood-colored petals rose up, constantly rotating around Xing Xuan's body.
There are more and more shadow puppets, crooked and twisted without force, and above their heads, as Xing Xuan approaches, blood-colored petals loom!
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After Shi Yan entered the Fengqi Building, he unexpectedly found that there were not only people in the Fengqi Building, but also a lot of them, which could be described as full of piles, and in each area, people were almost piled up like piles of garbage and debris.
It's hard to count how many people there are, people crowding people, people building people.
"Not dead!" Shi Yan pointed to the tip of these people's noses, all of them were breathing.
Strangely, these people look the same, sometimes surprised, sometimes sad, sometimes terrified...... It's like reunification falling into a dream.
Shi Yan walked upward, layer after layer, and so did each floor.
"Lord Shi, help me. "On the sixth floor, a person suddenly appeared behind the stairs, it was a red man, who had stood behind Jiao Lanxin and had met Shi Yan.
The red man cried and his eyes were red, and he threw himself at Shi Yan, as if he had seen a safe haven.
Brush!
Shi Yan didn't blink his eyes, and slashed down with a sword.