In the inn yard, Wu Dachuan tried his best to fight with his opponent.
Both of them were ninth-grade warriors, with similar strength and speed, and they used the same weapons. For a moment, neither could do anything to the other.
On the other side, the ninth-grade warrior who was surrounded by a group of government officials and soldiers looked much more powerful. He had a broad-bladed knife that could cut down a government official with one strike.
Not long after, more than a dozen people were chopped to the ground.
The dead and injured companions made other government officials more and more frightened. The momentum of the siege was gone and they began to be timid.
A group fight is all about momentum.
Surrounding and killing the opponent in one go, if hundreds of officers and soldiers can charge without fear of death, a ninth-level warrior will be dragged to death.
But these government officers and soldiers are not soldiers after all, and they don't have much training on weekdays. They can catch some local gangsters and thieves without any problem, but when they encounter a fierce ninth-grade warrior, they are immediately at a disadvantage.
The besieged warriors showed murderous intent in their eyes and stared at the little princess across the crowd.
"Capture the thief and capture the king!"
He frightened away the rushing government servants with a feint of his knife, and then rushed out of the crowd to kill Mu Qingyao.
As soon as he took two steps, a black sword penetrated his heart!
puff!
How high the blood line collapsed!
"Where do you want to go? I haven't taught you how to write yet."
A cold voice came from behind this person.
Yun Que turned to the other person, grabbed the person's fingers, which were still stained with blood, and wrote a word.
"die……"
The ninth-grade warrior, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, struggled to read out the large bloody characters in front of him.
Click! ! !
Yun Que raised his knife and lowered it, and the opponent's head fell to the ground!
Seeing this happy killing, a group of government officials shouted hello, and felt that it was a relief from their hatred.
Ma Yong and Niu Bucai trembled.
Everyone knew that Yun Que was good at killing monsters, but they didn't expect that he was so good at killing people.
The two of them executed each other, and the remaining warrior wearing a small hat was immediately confused. Wu Dachuan took the opportunity to kick the opponent over with a whip kick, and put the long knife on the opponent's neck.
capture!
A group of government officials rushed over and tied up the little hat warrior.
With the overall situation decided, the county magistrate Ma Yong immediately cheered up and re-entered the hospital, acting majestic and unyielding, as if he had just killed everyone and planned to claim credit in front of the princess.
It doesn't take much, as long as Princess Lingyun mentions it in front of the emperor from now on, he, a little county magistrate, will be able to rise to prominence.
"Bold maniac! He dares to kill people in Zangshi Town. It is a heinous crime!"
Ma Yong pointed at the captured warrior and said, "Come here! Take him to prison and torture him!"
Wu Dachuan took the order and took the people away.
Niu Bucai whispered:
"My lord, it's better to torture them on the spot. Being imprisoned in prison will lead to long nights and sleepless nights. Their teeth are quite powerful."
Ma Yong hesitated.
The tooth brand means that there is a force behind this group of people, and there may be a way to make people come out.
Ma Yong wanted to show off in front of the princess and solve the case as soon as possible, so after a little consideration, he decided to interrogate immediately.
"Come on! Beat him with a stick until he tells the truth!" Ma Yong ordered.
All three squads of government officials from the county government were here. A fierce battle had just killed many people, and all of them were colleagues. There was no place to vent their anger, so they immediately rushed forward and a dozen of them were about to start a fight.
The warrior wearing a small cap had blood all over his face and shouted ferociously:
"No need to work hard, just ask if you want to know anything!"
Ma Yong was overjoyed and pretended to be dignified: "Who are you, and what is your purpose in coming to Zangshi Town to kill people!"
The little hat warrior said with a ferocious smile: "I am your grandfather! I am born to like killing! Hahaha!"
Ma Yong was furious and ordered:
"You dare to insult me! Beat me!"
Wu Dachuan roared in anger, and broke the opponent's legs with a stick.
He is a ninth-grade warrior, and he knows very well that he must first cripple the enemy's hands and feet in order to restrain him.
Other government officials also took action.
The sticks fell like raindrops, and the warrior with the little hat was quickly beaten until his skin and flesh were torn, and he was dying.
The physique of ninth-level body-refining warriors is indeed amazing, but their muscles and bones are not strengthened and they are not resistant to beatings. Only warriors at the eighth-level bone-refining state can stand unharmed under the stick.
When the little hat warrior was about to be beaten to death, he suddenly roared ferociously:
"The red candle will never burn out! The lotus platform will last forever!"
The little hat warrior suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, destroying his Dantian. His inner breath reversed and rushed straight to his heart. Coupled with the serious injuries on his body, he died instantly.
Kill yourself!
The people present were baffled by the strange slogans shouted by this man before he died. They had never heard of them and had no idea what they meant.
"Kill all the murderers, justice will prevail on earth!"
Ma Yong said something heroic first, and then said quickly: "The princess is frightened. Please go to the Yamen to rest for a while."
Mu Qingyao shook his head slowly, his eyes always staring at the little hat warrior who had just died, with a strange look of worry in his eyes.
Ma Yong followed the little princess's gaze, and then trembled all over.
Princess Lingyun can see ghosts!
No one said a word in the yard.
People followed Mu Qingyao's gaze, moved slowly, and finally looked at the inn door.
"There's danger, get out of here!"
Mu Qingyao suddenly said something solemnly.
Although Ma Yong could not see the source of the danger, he believed the little princess's warning and turned around and escaped from the yard without saying a word.
Niu Bucai was faster and was the first to rush out by stepping on the county magistrate's little feet.
Wu Dachuan and a group of government officers and soldiers retreated one after another, staring at the inn door in surprise.
Only Yun Que stood motionless.
A cold wind blew in the dim inn.
The whistling wind is like the howling of evil spirits, making people's scalp numb.
Mu Qingyao came to Yun Que's side and whispered:
"I can feel strong resentment gathering, and something terrible is taking shape. The souls of the warriors in the yard just now were sucked into the inn by this resentment."
"Yeah, let's take a look."
Yun Que took a step forward and walked into the inn again.
His actions impressed everyone behind him.
Wu Dachuan was so impressed that he fell to the ground.
Brother Yun is Brother Yun. Not only is his fighting power amazing, but his courage is even more amazing.
In this scary place like a haunted house, people just don't care as if they are just visiting!
In the inn, the body of the bald man had shriveled up strangely, leaving only skin and bones, and all the flesh and blood seemed to have been drained by some force.
The bald head had almost doubled in size, and the scalp was covered with earthworm-like gray lines, which were densely packed and shocking.
"This is the Soul Sealing Curse!"
Mu Qingyao saw the truth at a glance and said in shock: "The Soul Sealing Curse is used to seal souls. This person sealed a large number of ghosts on his scalp. It seems that the number will not be less than a hundred. They should all belong to the people he killed." Divine soul.”
"With so many ghosts in my head, I'm not afraid of dying." Yun Que said nonchalantly.
Mu Qingyao said anxiously: "His main soul is merging with these ghosts and will soon form an evil spirit! Evil spirits are more dangerous than eighth-level warriors!"
As soon as he finished speaking, shadows of different sizes appeared on the top of his bald head.
Only Mu Qingyao can see these shadows. They are human souls with different appearances!
Hundreds of living souls twisted and merged with each other to form a huge mass, with eight hands and three heads, shaped like an evil ghost!
In the middle is a huge bald head with a green face and fangs, which is ferocious and terrifying.
When the monster formed by the fusion of ghosts appears, the dim inn becomes as dark as night, the wind howls, and the ghostly atmosphere fills the air!
Mu Qingyao relied on his psychic body to withstand such a terrifying ghost energy. If he were an ordinary person like the county magistrate, his sanity would be damaged at the least, and his soul would be destroyed at the worst.
The evil spirit has arrived!
Mu Qingyao's pretty face turned as pale as paper.
This level of evil spirit is more terrifying than the three-eyed demon wolf on the mountain. Ordinary people cannot resist it. Not even ninth-level warriors like Wu Dachuan can match it.
Even if an eighth-grade warrior encounters him, he will have to stay away!
Unless you reach the seventh level of the God Refining Warrior, your soul is extremely powerful and you can compete with powerful evil spirits.
"No wonder this guy said he would be stronger after death. It turns out he can transform into a corpse."
Yun Que chuckled and asked Mu Qingyao to wait outside.
After Mu Qingyao left the inn in surprise, Yun Que stood at the door, facing the government officers and soldiers outside the courtyard, and slowly closed the door with a smile.
Crunch.
The sound of the door closing made Ma Yong Niu Bucai and others feel chills all over their bodies.
Wu Dachuan swallowed subconsciously.
What is this called?
This is called the boldness of a skilled artist!
Knowing that there was a terrifying evil spirit in the house and still locking himself in it, Wu Dachuan had a strong desire to give Yun Que a blow.
With this courage alone, no one will be dissatisfied!
Mu Qingyao was always a little worried, squeezing her little hands tightly and sweating for Yun Que.
Her perception of spirits is extremely acute.
I know how terrifying the evil spirits formed in the inn are.
It was a powerful ghost that could kill ninth-grade or even eighth-grade monks!
Once possessed, the soul of a living person will be destroyed instantly and become a walking corpse.
Mu Qingyao was deeply touched by the power of evil spirits. She had seen with her own eyes the horrific sight of evil spirits raging, which was called purgatory!
The small inn exudes a chilly and chilly atmosphere.
The temperature around the inn suddenly dropped, as if winter was coming.
Everyone outside subconsciously began to retreat. Even Wu Dachuan, a ninth-level warrior in the body refining realm, could not withstand such cold air.
When people retreated in fear, a dazzling light and shadow dyed the inn windows blood-red!
The moment the bloody light exploded, everyone outside closed their eyes.
Mu Qingyao also subconsciously closed her eyes and covered her eyelids with her hands, and then she remembered what Yun Que once said.
'In the face of enough evil spirits, ghosts are just a joke! '
In an instant, Mu Qingyao guessed what the dazzling blood in the inn was.
That was not the light of a sword, nor an evil spirit, but an evil spirit!
The evil spirit soaring to the sky!
The blood light flashed away, and the inn became quiet and there was no movement.
The cold air that enveloped the entire courtyard also disappeared.
No one dared to act rashly.
Wu Dachuan and other officials held their swords cautiously, as if facing a formidable enemy.
After waiting for a while, Yun Que didn't come out. Mu Qingyao was the first to open the door of the inn.
In the inn,
Yun Que was squatting next to the shriveled body of the bald man, rummaging for something and mumbling.
"I've been examining corpses for several years, so I'm the first to do it. What kind of eighth-grade martial artist, poor guy..."
After rummaging for a long time, there was nothing valuable. I only found two hundred taels of silver notes.
In fact, Yun Que had already expected this.
After all, in addition to being despised by other cultivation systems, Wufu will also be put in front of the word Wufu by many negative affixes.
Reckless, foolish, stupid, stupid are the most common ones, and there are even worse ones like poor, cheap, smelly, etc.
And poverty is actually the truest portrayal of a warrior.
Most warriors are poor.
A handy weapon, plus some silver, is all he has.
Whenever a warrior finds some good things such as elixirs and spiritual materials, he will use them immediately to strengthen his body.
After all, the stronger the body, the stronger the strength. There is basically no need to keep good things in your pocket.
The same goes for Yun Que.
All the money spent on hunting monsters over the years has been exchanged for materials to invigorate the blood, and his pocket is cleaner than his face.
Not finding anything good, Yun Que took away the broken hook and sickle gun.
I heard that this thing consumes a lot of iron, and it should be sold for a lot of money even if it is broken.
Seeing that Yun Que was safe and sound and that the evil spirit had completely disappeared, Mu Qingyao let out a sigh of relief.
The little princess felt something at this moment, turned around and looked at a corner of the yard.
The ghost of the woman in the well bowed towards the door of the inn, then gradually dimmed and disappeared completely.
The great revenge is avenged, and the souls of the dead are finally dispersed.
Putting away the banknotes and hook and sickle gun, Yun Que looked at the getting dark sky and said:
"It's at least two days' journey from Baiyu City. We can't walk today. We'll set off tomorrow."
"It's up to you," Mu Qingyao said.
"Are you very knowledgeable?" Yun Que asked.
"I don't dare to be a scholar if I am educated. I have indeed read a lot of books. I have basically read all the books on Da Jin Dynasty." Mu Qingyao said.
"Follow me to a place where I can help you identify something special." Yun Que said.
