Chapter 50: The Bone Spirit
Lao Wang groped his way downstairs, this inn can be regarded as magnificent, divided into two rows.
The front is a restaurant, the back is the residence, and the two walkways in the middle are interconnected. The thatched house is also on the back side, slightly remote, and is covered by a row of stone screens in front.
At this time, it was already dark, and the ghost town was originally a small city in the middle of ten thousand mountains, surrounded by mountains, and the sun was blocked by the mountains early, and the moon was rarely seen at night in this place. It is in response to the sentence that the moon is dark and the wind is high.
Lao Wang found the thatched house by the light from the front room, and hurriedly went in to relieve him. With a loud bang, he only felt that his whole body was comfortable and much more relaxed. He is now over forty years old, and he has been a servant in the old man's house since he was a child, and he is loyal, which is why the merchant must take him with him every time he travels. Thinking of the fact that in recent years, the lord has lost money in the business field one after another, he can only be anxious, but there is no way, to talk about daily chores, he can do it beautifully, but when it comes to doing business, Lao Wang is ignorant, can only hope that this trip to the ghost town can find a capable Taoist, change their family's feng shui, Lao Wang slowly put on the belt of his trousers, "By the way, after a day's journey, the lord has not eaten dinner." Lao Wang patted his head, almost forgot about it, people are iron rice and steel, and they have to go to the shopkeeper to send some food.
"Ouch. "Lao Wang just came out of the door of the thatched house, I don't know what he tripped under his feet, he clearly remembered that when he came just now, this thatched house has no threshold.
Stand firm, and subconsciously look for something that almost made his old bones fall apart. Because the screen blocked half of the light, the black light was not very clear, and he saw a shadow on the ground.
There was a person lying on the ground, his whole body was covered in a snow-white gauze and dragged far away, his face was buried in his fiery red hair, he couldn't see clearly, the strangest thing was the exposed hand, and the five fingers had slender and long nails, which were shiny and shiny, reflecting the light, and Lao Wang noticed it at a glance. Lao Wang was wondering why there was a woman lying outside the thatched house. At this moment, a gust of wind blew, blowing up the woman's red hair, revealing half of her face, Lao Wang was frightened, he had never seen such a terrifying face in his life.
That's not even a face, it's a skull!
It's a skeleton entirely, with snow-white bones exposed to the air, and the location of its eyes is a black hole, which is very terrifying. Lao Wang wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound for a long time.
The skeleton moved, staring at him with two bottomless black holes, and the king wanted to run, but fear prevented him from moving. In an instant, the black skeleton stood up with a "Teng" sound, and rushed towards him like lightning, two rows of teeth biting directly at Lao Wang's neck, and the sudden pain made Lao Wang react.
"Help!"
Lao Wang shouted desperately with all his strength, he wanted to push away this terrifying thing, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't struggle, he could feel the blood in his whole body being sucked by the skeleton, and there was a paralyzing and crispy pleasure.
Lao Wang's shout with all his strength finally alarmed everyone in the front hall of the inn and their quarters, and the peaceful night was broken by this shout.
The Taoist priest with a long sword, who was drinking alone in the inn, sniffed, secretly said badly, threw down the wine glass, and rushed to the backyard.
The rest of the guests also got up, looking for the source of the sound.
"What's going on in the backyard, go check it out. The shopkeeper of the inn also had a premonition, came out of the account room, and instructed the shopkeeper to say.
The shopkeeper didn't reply, and immediately followed the Taoist priest and ran to the backyard, he knew very well that the shopkeeper liked the kind of person who talked little and was diligent.
Zhang Yiming was practicing the Guanyin Heart Sutra at the moment, and when he was cultivating, he closed the six senses, and could only slightly feel the movement of the outside world. The room where he lived was not far from the thatched house, and Lao Wang's cry alarmed him, although he closed the six senses, but instinctively was very sensitive to danger.
"There is a yin qi!" Zhang Yiming suddenly opened his eyes. He smelled a faint yin aura, faint, but he was sure of the peculiar smell that only ghosts and monsters had. Coupled with that shout, he guessed that something was wrong. Snatch the door out in an instant.
Zhang Yiming and the Taoist priest with the long sword rushed to the thatched house almost at the same time, only to see a skeleton with fiery red hair and a white gauze robe, grabbing Lao Wang and sucking his essence and blood.
Zhang Yiming was stunned, and the Taoist priest next to him seemed to recognize this monster, drew his long sword, and shouted: "White bone spirit! ”
The white bone spirit also discovered Zhang Yiming and the Taoist, the mana on Zhang Yiming's body was not leaked at all by him, it didn't pay much attention to Zhang Yiming, but just sneered at the Taoist, and the white bones of the Sen Sen made this action very terrifying.
The white bone spirit didn't seem to want to entangle too much, so he threw Lao Wang's stiff body to the two of them, and fled out.
The Taoist priest pushed Lao Wang's body to Zhang Yiming's side, and then chased after him.
Zhang Yiming held Lao Wang, he recognized it, this was the entourage of the businessman, at this moment Lao Wang's whole body was drained of blood, his eyes still maintained a frightened look, his wrinkled skin was attached to the flesh, and he had lost his breath.
The people who came from behind had already arrived, and the shopkeeper ran fast, and when he saw the skeleton, he exclaimed, "Ghost!"
"Over to you. Zhang Yiming returned Lao Wang's body to the shopkeeper who was still in the wooden flute, and chased him out with the Taoist priest.
Zhang Yiming looked for that yin qi and chased it all the way. He didn't expect to dare to go to this ghost town, and he would encounter a powerful ghost sucking the blood of a living person. Although he had heard Lao Niu say before that there was a goblin named the Yellow Robe Monster who specialized in sucking the essence blood of other monsters to improve his cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when he saw it for the first time.
"Hmm, it seems to be nearby, and the yin qi is getting thicker and thicker. Zhang Yiming muttered to himself.
He chased dozens of miles in one go, and the white bone spirit and the Taoist priest ran really fast, and he originally thought that with his speed, even if he didn't use somersault clouds, it would be easy to catch up. Unexpectedly, after chasing after him, he didn't see a human figure, but the Taoist priest and the yin qi were obviously left in the air, and it was very strong.
Zhang Yiming looked around, this place was in a deep mountain, and there were high mountains standing all around, as if the place where he was a valley. The night is like this, Zhang Yiming is not an ordinary mortal after all, everything around him can be seen as clearly as day in his eyes.
"That valley is so strange, and it's the place where it causes the most intense. ”
Zhang Yiming noticed that in a canyon directly in front of him, the trees and grass in other places were all green, but the trees in that place were black and dry.
Zhang Yiming stepped forward, although this place was abnormal, there was nothing wrong. 、
"Hey, it turned out to be an illusion. "Behind a few dense trees, it looks like the rest of the place, but upon closer inspection, there is a hint of illusion.
"It's just a little illusion, how can you hide it from me. Zhang Yiming waved his big hand, and a spell immediately hit the trees, submerged in them, and in the blink of an eye, the originally dense trees disappeared out of thin air in the vibration, and a downward cave intersection appeared.
Zhang Yiming figured it out, this place should be the lair of the white bone spirit, because of its own excessive yin qi, it has been here for a long time, nourishing the nearby trees into a pitch-black color.
Zhang Yiming didn't think much about it, and went into the cave. He had stolen someone's money bag, and he felt guilty about the master and servant, and now the merchant's retinue was sucked by the white bone spirit and died, and he thought that by capturing it, he could be regarded as repaying the two of them. Moreover, under Zhang Yiming's estimation, he thought that the Taoist priest was not necessarily the opponent of the White Bone Spirit, and this time he recklessly chased him into someone's lair, and he was likely to be trapped.