The flames pulsed before their eyes and descended little by little at an extremely slow pace.

Perhaps it was because he knew that the Privy Council was here to eliminate trouble, and the outside watch had stopped, as if no one dared to take a step closer to this place - in fact, let alone the watch, from night to this moment, the whole county was silent, and even the usual barking of dogs and insects was no longer heard.

How long have they been waiting?

An hour, or three hours?

Xia Fan has lost control of time, and the only proof that he can feel the passage of time is the half-burned candles on the candlestick.

Zhang Shenju, who was sitting in the middle, never moved, and from the corner, he seemed to have turned into a statue.

This kind of waiting made people anxious, and even made Xia Fan wonder if the Yuan Ghost would really choose them in a forest with many prey as the Divine Judgment said.

At this moment, Xia Fan heard a string of crisp bells.

It was out of step with the dreary and scorching atmosphere, and it broke the silence of the night in an instant.

The sound source appears to be coming from ...... Inside the box!

Almost instantly, Zhang Shenjuan opened his eyes suddenly.

He grabbed the wooden sword that he had placed beside him, and with a slight pick, the lid of the box rose. Xia Fan, who was guarding the corner, also saw the contents of the box at this moment.

It was a noseless face, the most obvious of which was an upright mouth, which was pulled in half to the left and right, and on either side of the mouth, three eyes of different sizes. These eyes have neither sockets nor eyebrow embellishments, and they are like flesh beads embedded in the epidermis!

The moment the lid was lifted, the two thin arms also stretched out, grabbing the Fang Shi in front of him at an extremely fast speed!

But Zhang Shen's judgment was faster.

With a tug of his left hand, he grabbed a rope that connected to the other end of the box—as if some mechanism had been activated, and the wooden box, which had been in good shape, suddenly fell apart.

The container is a container precisely because the bottom and the four walls fit together to form an enclosed space. However, as the chests turned into pieces of wood, the space ceased to exist.

The moment the abyssal ghost's body was exposed, its outstretched arms instantly lost their strength and fell limply.

This is the weakness of the Abyssal Ghost!

Once it loses its hiding place, its deadly deterrent power will also be wiped out.

Xia Fan, who witnessed this instantaneous change, understood why Zhang Shenju was so calm and composed—he didn't have to wait as hard as them, there was a bell hidden in the box, and once a foreign object entered, the alarm would be triggered, he just had to wait until the bell rang before concentrating on it. And until then, he knew it was safe in the mansion.

Without the cover of the box, the Abyss Oni fully revealed its true form, which, as the survivors said, was about the size of a baby, but that did not include the four slender siblings. Or rather, apart from the head, it has only four limbs left. Both the hands and the feet are more than two meters long, and the joints are all bent upward, like water striders running in the water.

It panicked and wanted to bypass the Fang Shi in front of it, but Zhang Shenju, who had already stood up, obviously didn't intend to give it this chance.

He threw out a talisman and hit the head of the abyssal ghost, who froze in place. Then he raised his sword and stabbed straight through the talisman, and then continued forward, piercing through the abyss ghost without resistance like piercing tofu.

Only two "bang, bang" sound were heard, and the head of the abyss ghost exploded, and the black liquid splashed all over the ground.

It's so fast, Xia Fan said in his heart.

The opponent's attack process was smooth, neither could he see the act of taking out the medicinal herbs, nor did he use the sound to strengthen the intention of casting the spell, and it was only a few seconds from the time the target appeared to the time he fell to the ground.

The strength of the six-grade Fangshi should not be underestimated.

"Thank you, this is the end of this mission. Zhang Shenju wiped the wooden sword and retracted it from his waist, "After that, let the magistrate take care of the aftermath, and we will leave for Jinxia tomorrow." ”

"So ghosts are just that...... How difficult it is for me to be the head of evil. Wang Renzhi walked up to the wreckage of the abyss ghost and kicked it with a look of disgust, "Tsk, it's really deformed." ”

"It'...... Is it dead?" Wei Wushuang stepped forward and said.

"Dead, it hasn't lived at all, right?" Wang Renzhi glanced at him, "This thing is just reorganized and driven by qi." If the aura is strong enough, some evil spirits can make a comeback repeatedly, such as the Great Wilderness Night. But what the hell...... It's just one chance. ”

"Where did this abyss ghost come from?" Shangguan Cai suddenly asked.

"What do you mean?" the prince of the Wang family looked at her puzzled.

"Don't you know? The biggest difference between ghosts and other evil spirits is that they are based on corpses. In other words—" she shifted her gaze to the Fuchi, "this thing used to be human. ”

"Well, who knows...... "Wang Ren was a little stuck, "and its origin doesn't matter at all, right?"

Zhang Shenju looked at Shangguan Cai unexpectedly for a while before taking over the topic, "That's right, the mission of the Privy Council is to destroy the evil spirit, and it doesn't matter where it comes from. For example, this abyss ghost may be a certain medicine farmer who went up the mountain to pick and accidentally got lost, or it could be a hunter who fell into the valley and died for many geniuses. Knowing this doesn't stop the ghost from harming people, you just have to kill it. ”

"That's what I mean," Wang Renzhi coughed twice, "Let's go, I can sleep well when I go back now." ”

It seems that Li doesn't have to play tonight.

Xia Fan waved his hand to the darkness to say hello to her, and then turned around and walked towards the door.

However, to his strange surprise, although several people walked in front, none of them pushed open the closed hall door, as if everyone was waiting for him.

If only Wei Wushuang and Luo You'er were easy to understand, when did the others become so united?

He subconsciously quickened his pace, and at the same time saw that Wei Wushuang seemed to be trying his best to turn around, his eyes glaring at him wide, as if urging him.

Wait, is that a urging gaze?

With the help of the flickering candle flame, Xia Fan seemed to see bloodshot in his eyes—how impatient would it take to rush to this extent?

Wei Wushuang in his impression was not such a person.

Xia Fan couldn't help but stop.

It was then that anomaly arose without warning - he found that his lowered forefoot could no longer be retracted, as if he had been crucified in place. Soon, this 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 a delusion?

No...... No, he's being targeted by something.

And it wasn't just him, but everyone present that after the vision, no one looked back or warned - because when they sensed the problem, they could no longer open their mouths to make a sound.

In the dim light of the fire, a figure two meters tall appeared in front of Xia Fan little by little.