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The towering ruins reflect a certain former glory.

But now, it has become a moss-covered rubble and rubble.

Wang Ye and Qiao Jasmine carefully shuttled through the ruins, the Vermilion Bird Sun had already set in the west, and what awaited them would be a long dark night.

"Be careful. Wang Ye said in a low voice: "There is an ancient Chinese legend, and the origin of the legend probably comes from here." ”

"What legend?" Jo Jasmine wondered.

"A hundred ghosts walk at night. Wang Ye smiled and said, "Coincidentally, my team is also called by this name." ”

"Isn't that Japanese?" Jo Jasmine frowned.

"Who said that!?" Wang Ye turned his head unhappily: "This is a Chinese legend that has been corrected, but it was stolen by the Japanese to make up some stories." But having said that, it should be admitted that they are still talented, and they use various forms to describe the nocturnal movement of Chinese ghosts vividly. ”

"Yo, you're pretty objective. Qiao Jasmine smiled and said, "When I said the first half of the sentence, I thought you were a patriotic and angry youth." ”

"It has to be objective. Wang Ye pointed to an old tree not far away: "If you look at the wooden charm behind you, you will understand what I mean." ”

Qiao Jasmine suddenly turned her head, but saw that it was nothing more than an old tree, and she couldn't see any clues.

"Are you kidding me?" she smiled and turned her head, but before she could finish her sentence, she faintly sensed that something was wrong.

She turned her head slowly with a stiff neck, and at that moment she saw the branches of the old tree swaying vertically, as if a man's hand was greeting them.

Then, not knowing whether it was a hallucination or something, she noticed that the two pieces of wood on the tree seemed to change shape a little, and turned into two eyes, staring straight at her.

"That's ......," Jo Jasmine gasped.

"Get down!" Wang Ye pressed her to the ground, and at the same time, countless flying leaves suddenly flew out of the old tree, like sharp flying knives "rubbing" against a broken wall behind them.

"Monster in the Wilderness!?"

Qiao Jasmine hurriedly took out the pointing instrument: "Why didn't it respond?"

"Mu Mei walks in the morning, and the mountain ghost has night terrors, this is one of the hundred ghosts of the undead ruins. As soon as I came in, I met the welcome pine of the Hundred Ghost Realm, and I was really lucky. Wang Ye raised his dusty head: "They are not physical energy, they are all spiritual beings, and the so-called shapes are just temporary skins, and your detector can't detect them." ”

Before the words fell, a number of leaf knives flew out of the old tree again, and "Bang Bang" bombarded the two of them.

"Shen Yue!" Wang Ye immediately took out Shen Yue: "Holy shield form." ”

Shen Yue turned into a holy shield of awe, and crossed in front of the two of them.

"I'll cover, you attack and kill him!" Wang Ye shouted with a huge shield: "It has no body, burning that trunk can temporarily leave it with nowhere to live!"

"It's just a tree, so you don't need to go through the hassle. Qiao Jasmine snorted lightly, and her hand pushed to the ground, and the whole person instantly rose into the air.

In mid-air, I saw his tense body turn over and jump to the half-cut wall behind him, and "bang" two feet out under his feet, kicking the broken wall directly into two broken stone slabs, and flying sideways towards the old tree. A large number of leaves crackled and stuck in the gravel slabs, and not a single leaf escaped the net for a while.

At the same time, she quickly pulled out a strange-looking old-fashioned musket in her hand and fired wildly at the old tree.

"Bang Bang!"

The bullet opened up a withered flower on the trunk of the tree, and the old tree let out a demonic cry like a woman's cry.

"You can actually hit the spirit!?" Wang Ye exclaimed.

The Wood Charm is a tree-shaped ghost, and the big tree is just a temporary body for it to store the spirit, and ordinary physical damage has no half-dime effect on the spirit.

"Homemade spirit bullet!" Qiao Jasmine raised her eyebrows at Wang Ye: "Grandpa has given me the portrayal of the spirit rune since he was very young, as long as this rune is engraved on the place where the five elements return to the bullet, even if it is a ghost soul, there is still ...... if you want to go further."

As she spoke, she suddenly took out a handful of yellow rune paper from her ring and threw it into the sky, and then used the gun in her hand to shoot several shots in a row, each bullet hit a piece of rune paper, and flew straight towards the old tree with the rune paper.

As soon as the rune paper touched the trunk of the tree, a ball of flames instantly erupted from the contact point, and in just a few shots, the old tree was annihilated in a sea of fire.

"How!"

The wood charm let out a terrible scream in the fire and rune paper, and a phantom could be seen dying on the trunk of the old tree, but it could not be freed from the fire no matter what.

"I don't see you're good at exorcism. Wang Ye nodded in astonishment.

"From another point of view, archaeology is a large-scale tomb robbery, and the number of people who enter the tomb is even more than that of tomb robbers, and there is nothing to deal with demons and monsters where can they come back alive. Joe Jasmine triumphantly blew the muzzle of the gun.

"It's kind of interesting. Wang Ye gently picked up a falling stray bullet from the ground and put it on his fingertips, and could see that the bullet was indeed engraved with a strange symbol, although the symbol was small, but it was extremely difficult to draw, and the stroke of the depiction must be done in one go, and any mistake would make the depiction of the symbol fall short.

But Wang Ye was surprised not by the depiction technique of this symbol, but by the fact that a self-made rune spirit bullet could really cause considerable damage to the life of the spirit, which was what Wang Ye was most concerned about.

He had always believed that only what was approved by the city could be effective, so it seemed that making it would work as well.

However, before he could think about it, he suddenly saw Jo Jasmine raise her gun at him and start shooting with a "bang".

"Hey, are you crazy!?" Frightened, Wang Ye hurriedly raised the holy shield to block the flying bullets, but Qiao Jasmine's side continued to attack, firing a gun with one hand, and pulling out a scimitar with the other hand to fly towards him.

"Fang Tian form!"

The scimitar and Fang Tian's halberd slammed into the sky with a "bang" in mid-air.

At the same time, a humanoid ghoul with a tilted head appeared behind him, reaching out a withered hand stained with blood and grabbing him by the shoulder.

"Go away!" he kicked Jo Jasmine away, turning back to the humanoid ghoul with a halberd.

But just as the halberd was about to cut through the ghoul's head, a strange feeling flashed through his heart, and the halberd stopped at the last moment of a thousand shots.

"Something is wrong. He frowned slightly.

Looking up at the sky, he found that the sunny Vermilion Bird had already sunk into the horizon, but the figure of the white tiger moon wheel was not visible in the dark sky.

"Woon!" he suddenly realized something, and grabbed the spirit bullet in his hand and threw it into the sky.

The spirit bullet slashed an arc in the air, and suddenly exploded with a "bang" in mid-air, as if it had hit something.

The surrounding scene rippled like a ripple.

Then Qiao Jasmine in front of him turned into a shot of smoke and disappeared without a trace, and the ghoul behind him who almost had his head cut off turned into Qiao Jasmine's appearance.

"Sure enough. He frowned slightly.

"You're scared to death!" Jo Jasmine exclaimed, "What's going on, I saw you turn into a monster, and I went to pat you on the shoulder and you almost wanted to kill me!"

"It's a 'mirage'. Wang Ye replied in a deep voice: "A kind of mirage-making ghost, it was already secretly covered when we focused our attention on the wood ghost just now, and now we are wrapped in its illusion. We have to be careful not to believe what we see ......."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ye suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

He endured the pain and lowered his head, only to see that Qiao Jasmine was holding a sharp knife in his hand, which had already pierced him in the abdomen.