Seeing that the half-length woman was successfully restrained, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, raised the coffin nail in his hand, and approached cautiously.
He didn't dare to be careless, even if the ghosts were successfully restrained by the soul rope, they were not absolutely safe.
You know, the more terrifying the supernatural power of the bound ghost is, the worse the effect of the soul-binding rope will be. It seemed to confirm Zhang Fan's conjecture. Even though the half-length woman was bound by the soul-retaining rope, every time she struggled a little, the soul-retaining rope would be stretched and straightened, making a squeaking sound, as if it would happen at any time. Possibility of being broken.
The closer Zhang Fan got, the more intense the half-length woman struggled. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a little uneasy, fearing that the other party would break the soul-binding rope and escape in the next second.
But the matter has come to this, and it is too late to say anything now. Either the half-length woman will die today, or he will die.
Once he is escaped by this half-length woman, he will still be hunted down even if he leaves the area.
This is already a one-sided fight to the death. There is absolutely no possibility of agreement. Moreover, looking at the other party's appearance, he didn't look like a ghost who could reason with him at all.
Carrying the coffin nails, Zhang Fan came to the half-length woman and without hesitation, he nailed the coffin nails hard into the half-length woman's chest.
As the nails in the coffin were driven in, the half-length woman who had been struggling immediately stopped moving. Her head tilted, her body softened, and she fell into a state of deathly silence.
Seeing that he had successfully subdued the opponent, Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. He moved a little away from the half-length woman, then opened the peach wood stopper of the purple gold gourd at his waist, and softly recited a mantra, treasure gourd, Please accept the ghost.
After finishing speaking, in an instant, dense black ghost hands extended from the purple gold gourd and grabbed the body of the half-length woman.
After a while, the black ghost hand quickly retracted, and the half-length woman retracted into the purple gourd.
The terrifying half-length woman was finally successfully imprisoned by Zhang Fan using a purple gold gourd. On the surface of the Purple Gold Gourd, three large bloody characters [Shun Shiba] appeared. In other words, the Purple Gold Gourd has currently imprisoned 48 ghosts.
After devouring the half-length woman and imprisoning her, Zhang Fan clearly felt that the purple gourd had become heavier again.
Zhang Fan didn't have time to be happy, he hurriedly bent down to pick up the fallen soul rope. Picking up the soul-binding rope and looking at it carefully, he couldn't help but frown, and his face became extremely ugly.
Because, this soul-binding rope actually has tiny cracks. If you don't observe carefully, it's hard to see the clues.
"This soul-binding rope has cracks. Can it still be used normally?" Zhang Fan asked worriedly. If it cannot be used normally, it will be very uncomfortable to deal with the Pomo Demon later.
Maybe just because of this tiny crack, the whole thing will collapse and all the efforts will be in vain.
"It can be used normally." Qi Riye said.
"What you said is a bit contradictory. Even if it can be used temporarily, it is normal use."
"I'm talking about whether the cracked soul-binding rope can play a vital role. It's not the kind of use that can fall apart at critical moments." Zhang Fan said coldly.
Ghosts like Qi Riye, even if they can tell the truth, they will probably play some text traps, and there is a high probability of hiding something.
Maybe it says it can be used. Maybe he might slip up at a critical moment to trick him. No, you must be vigilant. If you have a chance next time, see if you can replace this soul-binding rope with a new one.
Zhang Fan resealed the lid of the purple gourd, put the soul-binding rope into the system backpack with his backhand, picked up the fallen golden halberd from the ground in the distance, and then continued running towards the safe house in the distance. .
Time is very tight, we must speed up the progress. ...After a long while, Zhang Fan finally arrived at the safe house by the river.
The safe house at this time was brightly lit and had no supernatural aura at all. The house was completely empty, and there were no survivors here. The only thing was a table of delicious food, and there was a dressing table for women to dress up by the window.
Next to the dressing table, there is a red chair. Looking around the room, Zhang Fan didn't find any ghosts here.
Isn’t it that this safe house promised to usher in the awakening of ghosts soon? But why is there nothing unusual in this huge room now, and it seems so peaceful?
Of course, no matter how peaceful it is here, there must be huge dangers hidden there. As the saying goes, there is always calm before the storm.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Zhang Fan's eyes moved away from the dressing table. When he moved elsewhere, suddenly, a woman wearing a bright red robe appeared strangely on the empty dressing table seat.
This woman in red robe has long, shiny black hair. She is sitting on a red chair, holding a wooden comb in her right hand, and combing her hair stiffly.
And when Zhang Fan looked at the dressing table, he happened to see the figure of the woman in red robe.
"This is also a ghost... It seems that the safety of the safe house has expired a long time ago." Zhang Fan swallowed, holding the coffin nails tightly with his left hand, and got closer to the other party.
No matter what, if you strike first, any ghost that is nailed by his coffin will lose the ability to resist.
One step, two steps, three steps, getting closer and closer to the woman combing her hair. But when Zhang Fan came behind her, he was about to raise the coffin nail in his hand and stab it with all his strength. Suddenly, for a second, he felt a blur in front of his eyes. Then he realized that for some unknown reason, he was strangely Returned to the position where he had just stood.
"Huh? This is..." Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's expression changed, and he murmured with horror: "Is this an idealistic red-clothed ghost? As long as I get close to her, I will Being teleported to the door?" Compared to Zhang Fan's shock, the woman sitting in front of the dressing table did not show the slightest reaction.
She didn't speak or turn around, she just combed her hair.
It's just... when she combed her hair, she used great force. Even though Zhang Fan was standing at the door, he could still clearly hear the harsh rustling sound of the other person combing his hair.
The force is so strong that it feels as if the scalp is being combed off.
"What's going on?" Zhang Fan asked Qi Riye. But this time Qi Riye did not respond as quickly as before. It remained silent and did not know what it was thinking.
After seven days and nights of questioning with no results, Zhang Fan had no choice but to give up. We can't be held back by the woman in red now, otherwise the longer we delay, the worse it will be.
Since you can't get close, try leaving. Leave and go to another safe house. Zhang Fan felt decisive in his heart, so he turned around and walked to the door, preparing to open the door and walk out.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the door. It was as if the door of the safe house at this moment had been shrouded in unknown supernatural power, and no one was allowed to escape.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan raised the golden halberd in his hand and struck it down hard. But it also has no effect. The door of the safe house was obviously made of old and worn wood, but it couldn't be opened at all.
The golden halberd struck it, but the door didn't move at all, not even a scratch was left. If the golden halberd doesn't work, then use coffin nails to see if you can crack the supernatural here.
Zhang Fan stabbed the sharp end of the coffin nail directly towards the door. However, the scene of the door being damaged as imagined did not happen. The coffin nail only penetrated an inch into the door before it got stuck and could not go any further.
Then, at this moment, the woman in red robe who had been combing her hair stopped strangely, then stiffly twisted her head, turned 180 degrees, and looked at Zhang Fan.
This is a hollow female face without eyeballs. Her face is as white as snow, her mouth is wide open, and she makes a harsh and old sound.
Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at the terrifying woman, his expression becoming more solemn. This ghost is different from the ones I encountered before.
She seems to have the ability to control space. No, it should be said that her power is more limited to controlling this safe house.
She is absolutely invincible and powerful in this safe house. If you want to fight against her, it seems you have to be very energetic.
Zhang Fan thought for a moment, took out the soul-binding rope from the system backpack, raised his hand and threw it towards the opponent.
No matter what, let's wrap it around her with a soul-binding rope first and try to see what her background is like. The soul-binding rope quickly approached the red-robed woman. Before it actually touched her, the soul-binding rope turned into a swimming snake and bound towards the red-robed woman.
After just one meeting, the woman in red robe was tightly tied up with the soul restraining rope, and the red chair was fixed together.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's a real risk. Fortunately, the soul-binding rope worked. Otherwise, today's situation would be really dangerous.
There was no time to be happy, Zhang Fan forcefully pulled out the coffin nails from the door, and quickly rushed towards the woman in red robe.
As long as she is successfully nailed with coffin nails, today's danger will naturally be averted, and she can even get a second soul-binding rope again.
"Don't go there, the power of this female ghost is more terrifying than that of a half-length woman." Seeing that Zhang Fan was only one step away from the woman in red robe, at this moment, the voice of Qi Riye suddenly came to his ears. echoed.
For seven days and nights, I tried to dissuade Zhang Fan not to go up. But when he opened his mouth to remind him, he was still a little slow. Because at this time, Zhang Fan had already arrived in front of the woman in red robe, raised the coffin nail in his hand and stabbed her body.
Zhang Fan's attack was about to succeed.
"Crack!!" At this time, a clear cracking sound sounded at an inappropriate time. This sound was obviously inaudible, but when it was heard in Zhang Fan's head, it was like a thunderous explosion, making him turn pale.
Following the sound, Zhang Fan was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Just because... he saw that the soul-binding rope that was originally tied to the red-robed female ghost was forcibly broken by her.
She was not afraid of the power of the soul-binding rope and escaped directly.
