It all happened so fast.
Everyone didn't react.
In other words, everyone's attention was diverted by the things in the gray mist.
"Aniang, Aniang..."
Another casual cultivator spoke, threw away his lantern, and rushed towards the thick fog.
At the same time, seven or eight more casual cultivators responded, throwing away their lanterns and rushing towards the gray mist.
Someone reacted and stepped forward to stop him, but they couldn't stop him at all.
These people rushed forward as if they had been possessed by evil and lost their souls.
"The ghost is calling the ghost!"
"Everyone, no matter what you hear, don't answer!"
But at this moment,
Elder Wang shouted loudly, and in a flash, he came behind a casual cultivator and slapped him on the shoulder.
A ghostly shadow flew out from the shoulder of the casual cultivator.
With a ferocious face, he screamed and fled towards the gray fog.
"hehe……"
Elder Wang didn't have time to chase him.
The fat boy holding the human skin lantern laughed.
Pointing at the escaping ghost:
"Don't let it get away!"
The golden elixir old man who was refined into a puppet had a crater exploded under his feet, his body shot out, and his five fingers turned into claws, pinching the ghost figure.
The fat boy stepped forward quickly, stood on tiptoe, and opened the lid of the altar a crack.
Something white poked out, quickly rolled up the ghost, and dragged it back to the jar. After a while, there were the sounds of chewing and the ghost's miserable howl.
The fat boy patted the jar and said, "Grandma Tan, eat slowly. There are a lot of delicious food in this valley."
In this moment, the seven or eight casual cultivators had rushed into the gray mist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Li Mu ignored the casual cultivators and looked at the jar on the back of the puppet old man.
The object that just came out was white, a bit like a tentacle, but it was so fast that even he couldn't see clearly what it was.
However, being able to eat ghosts is definitely not a good thing.
Soon, the chewing sound disappeared and the ghosts stopped wailing.
But the altar lid was still pushed up by the things inside, revealing a wider gap, as if waiting for more ghosts to be eaten.
"Grandma Tan is not full," the fat boy looked at his grandfather and ordered, "Why don't you go catch a few more!"
A look of struggle flashed in the old man's eyes, but he still walked towards the gray mist.
He carried the human skin lantern, walked into the gray fog, and quickly disappeared.
Everyone was staring at the direction in which he disappeared.
A moment later, the evil ghost's sharp screams were heard, mixed with a muffled hum, and there was also a flash of real energy explosion, reflecting the waving "tentacles" and twisted ghost shadows.
After a while, a figure appeared in the gray fog.
Everyone was tense.
Li Mu stared at the approaching figure.
The next moment, a bloody man walked out.
To be more precise, it was the golden elixir old man who was turned into a puppet.
His lantern is gone,
The whole body was covered with scratches and bites, the skin and flesh were rolled, and the bones were visible deep down.
There was even a hole in his abdomen, and a large portion of his intestines fell out.
This look made everyone's hearts tremble.
However, the eight-year-old fat grandson had a happy face. He jumped up to the bloody old man and took the jar from his back.
The lid of the altar has been closed, and black sticky substance oozes from the surface of the altar.
The fat grandson happily scraped off the sticky stuff and ate it with big mouthfuls until his mouth was black.
After taking a few bites, he remembered something again, picked out a piece of sticky substance the size of a fingernail, and handed it over.
The old man, who had no human form, quickly took it and stuffed it into his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, the injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Living dead flesh, raw bones.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this miraculous effect, and there were also many casual cultivators whose eyes became greedy.
Bao Wenwen suddenly remembered something and exclaimed.
"The Immortal in the Altar! It's actually the Immortal in the Altar!"
Everyone present was confused.
Only Gan Lao frowned slightly.
The fat grandson turned to look at Bao to inquire, grinning, "You actually know the identity of Granny Tan."
Bao Dawen swallowed hard.
"I, I also heard a little bit about it."
"According to legend, there is an altar sect in Luzhou in the north, where evil, uh, spiritual objects are raised in the altar and fed with essence, blood, souls, demon pills and other things. When the objects in the altar grow up, they can defeat the immortals, so it is also It’s called the Immortal in the Altar.”
"You want to say evil things, right?" The fat grandson patted the jar and grinned. His teeth were still stained with black sticky substance. It was so black that it looked particularly weird. "There are more than just evil things in my jar. , and my mother-in-law.”
He waved to the old man next to him.
The golden elixir old man leaned down, tied the jar with a rope, and carried it on his back.
"Grandma Tan is barely full."
"But the ghosts here are all first- and second-level ghosts. Those fierce ghosts deep in the valley are delicious."
Li Mu stared at the jar for a while.
According to the fat grandson, the jar should contain his mother-in-law and an evil thing with "tentacles".
I just don’t know if the evil thing ate my mother-in-law, or if my mother-in-law refined and absorbed the evil thing.
It is also possible that the two have a symbiotic relationship.
Interesting.
Make a reservation.
Maybe this town killed some ghosts.
The surrounding gray fog became thicker.
Faintly, more and more ghosts are floating around.
The screams in my ears became more and more frequent.
The area that the human skin lantern in my hand can illuminate is getting smaller and smaller.
It seemed as if he would be swallowed up by the gray fog at any time.
Everyone learned that there was a ghost calling the ghost, so they took precautions and no one was affected.
Elder Wang looked solemn.
"Lao Qian, the evil spirit is too strong. If this continues, the soul lamp may not be able to hold on for long."
The moths in the human skin lantern seemed to be tired and did not flutter much. They clung to the inner wall of the lantern to rest, and the light in their abdomens was weaker than before.
If they continue to be consumed, these soul moths will be consumed to death before the casual cultivators are turned into blood slaves.
Qian Lao's face was gloomy. Looking at the sneak in the gray fog, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
He touched his eyebrows lightly with his fingers and drew out a drop of blood from the eyebrows.
Reciting the mantra with his mouth and pinching the magic formula with his hands, this drop of blood burned violently and turned into a red firebird dozens of feet tall. It screamed, flapped its wings, and dispersed the surrounding gray mist.
The seven or eight casual cultivators who had entered the gray mist had lost their flesh and blood, leaving only a pile of drained bones.
There were several ghosts holding the bones and chewing the marrow inside.
Hundreds of densely packed ghosts suddenly appeared in front of everyone!
Everyone's scalp went numb for a while.
However, most of these ghosts were of the first or second level. Without the cover of the gray fog, they instantly dispersed.
But they didn't want to stay away. They only hid behind trees and in the cracks of rocks, staring at everyone with extremely malicious eyes.
There were only four ghosts left in the field, wearing the same style of clothes, staring at everyone maliciously.
"Third level evil ghost!"
Elder Wang's pupils shrank and he shouted loudly.
"Kill them!"
Several Blood Demon Sect monks beside him sacrificed their magic weapons one after another.
The fat grandson got excited and ran over to knock on the lid of the altar.
However, before anyone could rush over, a gust of dark wind blew by, and the four third-level ghosts suddenly disappeared.
Li Mu suddenly felt a chill and turned around to look.
Just in front of me, I don’t know when there was a large sedan chair.
The four ghosts that disappeared just now appeared around the sedan chair.
The curtain of the sedan chair was slightly lifted.
An extremely cold look was cast from the sedan chair.
