Volume 1·Underworld December Chapter 232: Draw a Talisman and Recite a Mantra

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Mu Wan saw Shi Wuqi move, as if he was about to rush in directly. She grabbed his wrist and asked alertly:

"what are you doing!"

"Subconsciously..." Shi Wuqi gently pushed her hand away, "Don't worry, I won't really die."

In full view of the crowd, one guard lost his life. The other guards gave up their resistance and fled in all directions. The people were also frightened out of their wits and had no courage to watch the fun anymore.

"Try the sword?" Shi Wuqi asked.

"Is this... possible?" Mu Wan was a little hesitant, "It's hard to explain to Shui Wujun if something goes wrong."

"It's not a question of the sword now." Shi Wuqi pointed to the barrier. The scenery inside was turbulent and distorted. "It's a question of whether we can go in and whether they can come out. And since it claims to be a divine sword, it shouldn't be that easy to break, right? As long as You're fast enough - I mean, if something goes wrong, you have to let go quickly. Or give it to me and I'll do it."

"...I'll do it."

Mu Wan held the sword with both hands, calmed down, and stood in front of the barrier. She recalled her skills in using the umbrella, and when her spiritual power surged up, she struck with her sword. She kept a distance from the barrier, and the sword that flashed from the edge was like a strong wind, like cutting through a layer of window paper. Seeing that the crack that was as high as a person slowly began to close, Mu Wan turned sideways and got in directly. When Shi Wuqi leaned away from the gap, it just closed.

The City Prince's Mansion was in a mess.

Compared to the outside world, it's completely dark here. The retainers and servants were hiding in corners, shivering. Shi Wuqi knelt down and asked a little maid in the middle of the road. She was afraid that she would be frightened. She remained motionless and didn't answer any questions she asked. He wasted no time and followed the direction of the most damaged buildings. Mu Wan clenched his sword tightly, trying to draw some comfort from it. When she encountered trouble, she felt less confident. Yumaji is proud to control the power of shikigami. Losing all of this is not only equivalent to losing a weapon, but more like losing a limb.

Have you relied too much on them before?

Suddenly a huge roar exploded in front, deafening. Not far away, "the roof was lifted off" - this is not an exaggerated rhetoric, but the actual damage to the three-story building. The entire roof tiles were broken by some internal force, and broken bricks and tiles flew everywhere, leaving a small crater wherever they hit. There were many maids and more beautiful women nearby, crawling to hide away, and there were also several corpses hanging on the ground, on trees, and on the walls.

Some bricks have half-broken talismans on them, probably Shan Hai's handiwork.

This should be the small building built by the city lord for his wives and concubines. The fourth concubine must be here. But what attracted the most attention at the moment was the escape from the sky... monsters, monsters - anything inhuman. It, or rather she, kept making blood-curdling screams of laughter, rising one after another, stacked on top of each other, flowing, and reverberating. This cloud is very strange, with faces constantly emerging from different places and sometimes disappearing. From a distance, it looks like countless eyes blinking.

Sometimes, those faces would float out from the dark clouds, dragging out long strands of mist, like a woman's long hair. The eyes of those faces are empty, and when they open their mouths to smile, dark green light from the clouds will overflow from the facial features.

The fourth aunt stood directly below in a daze, her eyes dull and her limbs stiff, like a hung puppet. Mountains and sea figures can be seen on the broken walls. Shi Wuqi stepped on the wall and jumped up to the top floor. Mu Wan was stunned for a moment, visually checked the height, and could only run upstairs from the door.

The city lord huddled in the corner like a quail, holding his head. Shi Wuqi noticed that the remaining half of the wall was covered with charms. It seemed that they had already had a confrontation, but the monster broke through the seal at this moment. Neat new spells were densely arranged in front of them, forming a wall of spells to protect them from the strong wind. In front of the talisman's wall, Shui Wujun was half-kneeling on the ground, cutting his blood, sealing his throat and inserting it deeply into the floor. But it may not be fixed for long, and cracks have already appeared on the ground.

"What kind of monster is this? How to deal with it?" Shi Wuqi asked straight to the point.

"It's a resentful ghost, a fierce ghost." In the cold air, a drop of sweat fell on the side of Shan Hai's face, "The evil ghosts condensed into a demon. The lives of those smiling wolves turned into ghosts and followed him. After he was disfigured, Before, the people burned those human skin masks into a wisp of smoke, which was the initial prototype. The focus of Six Paths Impermanence monitoring him was actually the grievances that could not be reincarnated. He killed the last woman in the woods At that time, these evil spirits attached themselves to nearby masks and were picked up by the fourth aunt..."

"Why were they suddenly released?" Shi Wuqi looked over and saw that every human skin was so sinister. "Are they going to frame more women?"

"No. I think men are more dangerous. They were deceived and hurt by men before they were alive. Of course... this does not mean that the girls are safe. Now, no one can stop her."

Just as Shan Hai pointed at the fourth concubine in the center, Shui Wujun suddenly pulled out the knife and was pushed back against the wall of the spell by the strong wind. The talisman caught him and let him in through a gap. He had no choice but to let go, otherwise the whole floor would collapse and there would be no good consequences.

"A kind of painted-skinned ghost." Shui Wujun wiped off the blood scratched by the debris on his face, "Mr. Uoyue once calculated that a great demon would appear in this location, named Ghost Girl Thousand Faces. If you let She goes rampant and destroys a city in three days. Ordinary Painted Skin Ghosts are very cunning because they have to hide themselves. There is no need for such detours to save a thousand lives."

"They just want to kill people, right?" Dai Luan asked. She held the rusty sword in her hand.

"I think so. Be careful. This monster is very smart. When necessary, it will lie dormant and hide in the body of ordinary people to disguise itself."

"I don't think she needs to hide now..."

The fourth aunt is still very young, well-dressed and well-groomed, and she seems to be well-loved. Was she jealous of the monster because of this? They didn't know. They only knew that the problem was very difficult, and the fourth concubine's life might not be saved. No matter how much the city lord howled, it would not help.

"The talisman can't hide us for long." Shan Hai's raised palm was parallel to the talisman wall, trembling a little, "We have to find another way."

"We need Feng Yun Zhan." Shui Wujun patted the ashes off his body. Behind the slightly calm talisman wall, his tone was a little unsteady.

"is that useful?"

"You won't know until you try it."

Unfortunately, the stairs to the top floor were not opened in a safe area. When Mu Wan came up, he was knocked down from the building several times by strong winds. A woman's face kept rushing towards her, stretching the smoke of the mist cloud to a long distance, and making hoarse screams or strange laughter at her. If she stood firm and held her sword in front of her, she could stop the ghost faces, but this would make it difficult to move; if she wanted to move forward steadily, she would not be able to lift the sword. She could see her companions through the gaps in the spell, but she couldn't get close.

"Shall I pick her up?" Shi Wuqi asked.

"Any man who dares to be exposed in front of her will definitely die." Shan Hai frowned, "Do you know how many people she has eaten?"

"Try it."

Shi Wuqi was about to pass through, but was stopped by Shui Wujun. Without saying anything, he suddenly crossed the high wall of talisman and was once again exposed to those countless pairs of empty eyes. Hearing this voice, the fourth aunt suddenly turned around and watched everything for them with her blood-red eyes.

Several twisted ghost faces rushed over, transforming from beauties with dark eyebrows and red lips into ferocious ghosts on the way, and even fangs spit out from their thin mouths. Shui Wujun raised his left hand and slashed through the Karma with that knife. His face began to burn from the severed section, and he let out a high-pitched and strange scream, which gradually changed in tone and disappeared. But he knew that they were not dead, they were just coming back. It wasn't too far away from Mu Wan. She was holding on to the broken wall, unable to move a step.

"Give me your hand."

Mu Wan lowered his body to reduce the pressure of the wind as much as possible, then clamped the broken wall with one arm, moved one leg forward, lowered it and lowered it, and tried his best to push the other arm forward. The hand outside the wall holds Fengyun Zhan as a form of relative protection.

But not quite yet.

Shui Wujun was about to move closer, but his fourth aunt was not happy. She raised her stiff hands, and a heavy solid wood table hit them. Both of them stepped back. No one was safe, but the floor was smashed through the hole cut by the knife. You could see the messy layout on the second floor after people fled - but not as messy as the third floor. The ditch is not wide, but it is extremely difficult to take this small step at this time. The wall here was completely cut open, leaving no room for them to hold their hands.

Shui Wujun suddenly handed over the sword hilt.

"Catch it, quick!"

In the strong wind, Mu Wan opened his eyes wide. She clearly saw Shui Wujun's hand being cut by the double blades of Karma. The red blood boiled and evaporated instantly when it came into contact with the hot sword blade, making a sizzling sound. There was also thin smoke coming from his hand. come out. But he didn't seem to feel anything at all. He just stared at her firmly and asked her to grab the hilt of the sword. Mu Wan couldn't imagine what would happen if he caught him. Maybe as long as Shui Wujun holds it tightly enough, she can be pulled over, but what will happen to his hand? Does the Six Paths of Impermanence really not hurt?

"Let go, bitch, you bitch—"

The fourth concubine's voice was very strange. According to Dai Luan, it was even more bitter and mean than the face of the city lord. She kept yelling at this side, and bursts of light shimmered in the dark clouds in the sky, which were dark green lightning. In that changing cloud, there seems to be some special core condensed, which cannot be observed with the naked eye.

A bolt of lightning struck, and Shui Wujun had to withdraw his hand. His speed is so fast that not even thunder and lightning can catch up. But then, after this light flashed in front of Mu Wan's eyes, the entire field of vision was illuminated in white. She panicked, knowing that she was temporarily blind.

The sword must be returned to him.

This was Mu Wan's last thought before letting go. She used all her strength to throw away Fengyun Zhan in her hand. The sword spun around in the air and Shui Wujun caught it. At the same time, Mu Wan was also blown away by the strong wind. The last thing she grabbed was the handrail on the stairs, but she was soon blown out of the building along with the piece of wood.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and there was nothing they could do except pray for her strength.

Shui Wujun pointed his sword into the sky, cold light circulated, and a thunder struck straight down, piercing the dark clouds. The golden and green electric lights intertwined with each other, as if two forces were fighting, one trying to drive the other out, the other trying to crush it. More ghost faces emerged, splitting and reuniting, and the woman directly below let out an inhuman roar.

The high-pitched laughter continued.

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