Chapter 127: Little Ghost
"Hee-hee," a familiar laugh suddenly sounded in the living room.
I looked over and saw that one of the dead corpses was still carrying the imp on its back. And now, it was lying on the back of the dead body, sticking out a blue-gray face, looking at me and smiling weirdly.
"It's you!" A wave of anger rose in my heart, and a soul-fixing spell quickly formed in my hand, "I didn't kill you last time, this time it's up to you how you escape!" β
At a distance of five meters, seven or eight corpses in security uniforms had already pounced on me unceremoniously. As long as I am entangled in one of the dead bodies, the next moment, several pairs of hands will pull my limbs together, and when the time comes, they can easily strangle me.
Faced with such a critical situation, I let out a roar of rage, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed towards the dead body with the imp lying on my body.
The imp obviously didn't expect my move, and there was a hint of horror on his blue-gray face.
The distance was already close, and I started at full speed again, and before the imp could react, the dead body on its stomach had almost collided with me, and the dead corpse's raised hands had even rubbed the tip of my nose.
I raised my head slightly, avoiding the corpse's hand, and at the same time kicked my feet hard, and with a sharp force on my waist, the whole person jumped high, one foot bent, and my knee struck the corpse's face, and the forbidden ring in my hand glowed with a golden light.
The light from the forbidden ring was firmly covered by the door of the imp's head.
With a "whoosh", the little ghost let out an extremely tragic scream, and his whole body was suddenly like duckweed in a flood, and he was knocked into the air, retreating more than ten meters away, and almost hit the wall of the house.
And the corpse on its stomach was also slammed into the door by my flying knee, and it fell on its back with its hands fluttering.
The encirclement of the dead bodies was suddenly knocked open by me.
But the crisis wasn't over, and while I knee-punched the dead body, the other security guards were not idle, and they were almost following me closely.
As soon as my leaping figure landed, I didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and rushed forward with all my might. Almost at the same moment, a corpse swooped down on where I had been at the moment, and fell to the ground, rolling with the corpse I had knocked down earlier.
If I move a little slower, the consequences will be terrible.
I didn't stop walking, I ran to the couch in the middle of the living room, and as soon as I twisted my waist, I jumped over the back of the sofa.
There were a few crashing sounds on the back of the couch, and even the couch and I were knocked backwards for some distance. It was several dead bodies that were chasing the hardest, unable to restrain themselves, and crashed into the sofa together.
I quickly deepened the sword finger of my left hand, and the strong light emitted by the forbidden ring was the forehead of a dead corpse.
The glow of the sun flashed, and the dead body suddenly remained silent and collapsed directly to the ground.
It's just that after such a delay, the two dead bodies that fell to the ground before, as well as the dead bodies that fell under the sofa, all got up, went around the sofa, and tirelessly surrounded them again.
I didn't have time to seal another dead body, so I had to get up on the couch and flee again.
Although the living room space is large enough, there are a lot of furniture, decorative bases, and potted plants, which seem to play a role in holding back the dead corpses, but also hinder my movements.
There were so many corpses that one or two were pinned down, and the rest would still pounce on me on a detour, while I had to run for my life.
What's worse is that damn little ghost, who moves some chairs, benches, or miscellaneous objects from time to time, blocking my escape route, so that I can't pull out my hand to kill the dead bodies one by one.
After about five or six minutes, I was leaning against the corner, and there were still four dead bodies around me, only a step away from me, and on the periphery of the dead bodies, the little ghost, although his face was more gray, had a smug smile on his face.
During that time, it also ate two of my abstinences, and it was not very comfortable.
But now, I've been pushed into a corner.
"The tiger is not powerful, you treat me as a sick cat!" I took a sip and cheered up, "Little ghost, I originally thought you were small and didn't want to be serious with you, since you are obsessed, don't blame me for being ruthless!" β
I secretly have the strength to take the precaution and prepare for the flames to burst out of the air.
As the saying goes, the thief captures the king first, there are too many dead corpses, and I will definitely suffer if the stalemate continues, so I can only solve this little ghost first.
The imp was stunned by the power of the forbidden ring, and did not dare to attack rashly again. At this moment, the closed door suddenly slammed open, and a fluttering figure floated in from the door, it was the female ghost who had not been seen before.
Seeing this, the little ghost swooped and pounced on the female ghost, and then took this opportunity to escape.
When I rushed to the office building, I saw Ren Yonghai and two bloody corpses entangled at the staircase, struggling to stalemate.
I immediately went up and dealt with the female corpses. Ren Yonghai held the chair and carefully touched the female corpse that was paralyzed on the ground, and confirmed that it really wouldn't move, so he put down the chair, sat on it, wiped the sweat from his head, and gasped: "It's good that you're here, otherwise it's really choking, I can't stand it." β
I helped Ren Yonghai pull the female corpse away from him and said, "There are also some doorways over there, but I didn't encounter the Rakshasa blood corpse, and I thought it was on your side, so I came over quickly." β
Ren Yonghai was taking a few pieces of paper from the desk, wiping the blood stains left by the female corpse on his face, and when he heard my words, he was a little surprised: "The Rakshasa blood corpse is not on your side?" β
"Yes," I nodded, pulled up a chair and sat down, and told him what I had encountered at the hotel.
After the female ghost was attacked by the imps, I found the living room of the corpse practitioner, but I only found some places where he cast his spells, but there was no trace of the Rakshasa blood corpse and the corpse practitioner himself.
There was nothing more at the hotel, but in the living room of the corpse practitioner, I found some traces left before, and I could vaguely see what kind of cruel and inhumane experience the three women who were arrested before their deaths, which made me a little embarrassed.
"And she's one of them? Will it hurt us. Ren Yonghai asked, pointing to the corpse on the ground.
"It's okay, the corpse is the corpse, the soul is the soul, although the corpse was her body before she was alive, but now it is just a tool controlled by the corpse practitioner, not the embodiment of her consciousness." I explained.
Ren Yonghai let out a long breath and patted his chest, but he still moved his chair to sit in the direction where he could see the three corpses, obviously still apprehensive about what had just happened.
"Neither the Rakshasa Blood Corps nor the Cultivators are here, are they?" Ren Yonghai frowned, looked at me and said.
I nodded at Ren Yonghai, "Things have developed so far, and I have roughly sorted out the context of the whole incident." β
The series of recent cases were all brought up by this corpse practitioner. He first kidnapped the three young women as materials for refining corpses, and then through Lao Youxin, he created a transportation route to transport the corpses, including the one stolen from the hospital.
As for the means of controlling Lao Youxin, most of them were spells for him, Lao Youxin once said that he often had amnesia during this time, and he didn't know what he had done, and it was very likely that he had no memory when he helped the corpse practitioner transport the corpse. Calculating the time, the time when the group of tomb robbers and Xu Duobao were preparing to rob the tomb, and when Lao Youxin appeared in the cemetery, it was the critical moment for the corpse practitioner to refine the Rakshasa blood corpse, and at that time, he urgently needed to ensure the supply of corpses, so he was constantly looking for new candidates.
"That's right, the corpse that was stolen in the morgue should be the object of the corpse practitioner to practice the corpse, but here, I think there is still something strange, that person is the key person involved in the ancient tomb case, what is the intention of the corpse practitioner to fight the ancient tomb?"
I shook my head, couldn't figure out a clue for a while, and said: "I can't tell the relationship between the two, but I estimate that the death of the electrician in the hospital is probably also related to Lao Youxin, they work together, I don't know if this young man may know some things during Lao Youxin's amnesia, so he will be chased to the house by the little ghost to kill him." β
But none of this matters anymore, they have already suffered misfortune, and we have followed these clues to find the stronghold of the corpse practitioner here.
As for why the corpse practitioner wiped out Lu Weidu and the others one by one later, I guess it may be that the refining degree of the Rakshasa blood corpse exceeded expectations, and the corpse practitioner felt that there was no need to arrange for someone to visit the tomb, so he simply killed these people.
Refining corpses is not the ultimate goal, he must have an ulterior purpose!
So why we didn't meet the Rakshasa Blood Corps and the Practitioner himself at night, the answer has already been presented to us: the arrangement here is just to hold us back, so as to delay his actions as much as possible.
"Lin Kun, then what should we do next?" Ren Yonghai frowned, his gaze fixed on my face, "Now that the clues have been broken, we have nowhere to check." β
"Yes!" I answered without hesitation.
"What is it?" Ren Yonghai was a little surprised, swept his gaze back and forth on my face a few times, and said, "What do you have in mind?" β
"The direction is on the Rakshasa Blood Corpse."
At the mention of the appearance of the Rakshasa blood corpse, Ren Yonghai trembled obviously, and then nodded.
"Refining the Rakshasa blood corpse is an extremely vicious thing, not only harming others, but also harming oneself," I paused, and continued, "In order to refine it, the corpse practitioner himself has to pay an extremely heavy price, that is, to turn his own flesh and blood into a tripod and reforge the flesh of the blood corpse, that is to say, now the corpse practitioner himself is already a human being, neither a ghost nor a ghost, and he relies on evil magic to temporarily maintain his life." β
Speaking of this, I looked up at Ren Yonghai and asked, "Do we have to think about this question, what makes this corpse practitioner want to get it at the cost of his life?" β
After listening to my words, Ren Yonghai was silent, his eyes swept over the three female corpses on the ground, as if he thought of their beauty before his death, and he was speechless for a while.
Of course, what I said made sense, if this corpse practitioner was simply pursuing beauty and wealth, he wouldn't have to go to the last step, with his attainments, it was not a very difficult thing to bewitch beauties.
"This corpse practitioner must have other purposes for refining corpses, although I don't know what he is aiming for."
"Could it be an ancient tomb?" Ren Yonghai said suddenly.
"Tombs?" I hesitated for a moment, nodded, shook my head again, and said, "At first, we didn't know what the ultimate goal of the corpse practitioner was, and we always thought that the purpose of the corpse practitioner might be out of their own evil thoughts, which was our blind spot. When you say this, it reminds me that these three cases are connected, and the ancient tomb is indeed the center that cannot be avoided, but the goal of the corpse practitioner is not the ancient tomb, but the things in the ancient tomb. β
"What do you meanβ"
"The secret of the Black Cloud Village."
Ren Yonghai and I exchanged glances with each other, and basically determined that this idea was feasible.
"If that's the case, we're running out of time."
"Yes, before you know it, the other party's conspiracy has been realized for the most part."