bookrandom Chapter 333 Strange Night
Chapter 333 Strange Night
About an hour later, a beam of car lights shone over from afar. The car stopped in front of them, the door opened, and Lin Feihong got out carrying a backpack full of food and magic tools.
He was wearing a long black coat, and his eyes were a little tired, but more solemn.
"Here, all the magic weapons you want are here." Lin Feihong handed Chen Yile a package.
The package contained some talismans, incense sticks, a peach wood sword, and a few bottles of holy water brought from the Taoist temple.
"There's definitely something wrong with this place. I felt a chilly wind blowing when I drove over here just now."
"Well, there is something strange. We found an evil ghost and almost died in it." Chen Yile said with a wry smile while taking the food brought by Lin Feihong.
The three of them simply sat together and ate the lunch boxes and bread that Lin Feihong brought.
Lin Qingyao took small sips of mineral water and looked at the half-broken sword in her hand.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she cried out in surprise.
"Look, my sword!"
Chen Yile and Lin Feihong looked over at the same time, and saw that the broken sword's edge was slowly healing in a faint blue light, as if some mysterious power was repairing it.
After a moment, the broken sword edge had returned to its original state, smooth as new.
"I've said it before, your sword is spiritual. As long as you sense it with your heart, it will always bring you surprises." Chen Yile said with a smile.
Lin Qingyao gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, feeling the subtle fluctuation of spiritual power in the sword, and a rare smile appeared on her face.
"It seems that its spirituality is well-deserved."
After a short rest and sorting out their equipment, the three of them once again stepped into the cursed village.
At this time, night had completely fallen. There was no light in the village and it was eerily quiet. Only the occasional sound of wind echoed in the abandoned houses, as if something was whimpering softly.
"Remember, everyone, be careful. There may be more than one kind of evil spirit hiding here." Chen Yile reminded softly, tightening the Tianshi Sword in his hand.
Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong both nodded silently. They knew that this exploration might be more dangerous than before.
Not long after walking, a slight noise suddenly came from under a dead tree in front.
Lin Qingyao stopped immediately and whispered, "Something is approaching."
Chen Yile stared at the tree with sharp eyes.
The next second, a shadow in white clothes suddenly popped out from behind the tree. A broken rope was hanging on his pale face, his complexion was blue and purple, and his eyes were bulging, like a hanged ghost.
"It's a hanged ghost!" Lin Feihong quickly took out a talisman and threw it at the white shadow.
The talisman burned in the air, turning into a ball of flame that flew straight towards the hanged man's face.
The hanged man let out a sharp scream, and his figure became distorted in the firelight, but he did not disappear. Instead, he pounced on the three people with even greater anger.
Its arms suddenly stretched out and lashed towards Lin Qingyao like a whip.
"Be careful!" Chen Yile grabbed Lin Qingyao and pulled her behind him. He swung the Tianshi Sword in his hand, and a golden light flashed, slashing at the hanged ghost's arm.
The hanged man screamed as his arm was cut off, but it soon recondensed in the air.
"This guy's resentment is too strong, and ordinary talismans can't suppress it at all!" Lin Feihong gritted his teeth.
"We can only suppress it by force." Chen Yile nodded, and attacked the hanged ghost together with Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong.
The three of them worked together to perform spiritual magic, and finally, under the dual suppression of the golden light of the Heavenly Master's Sword and Lin Qingyao's magic fire, the figure of the hanged ghost gradually became illusory, and finally turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared amidst the painful wails.
However, before they could catch their breath, a sound like rushing water suddenly came from the pond deep in the village.
The three of them looked in the direction of the sound and saw ripples suddenly appear on the surface of the pond. A wet figure slowly climbed out of the water.
It was a water ghost, soaked all over, with bluish-black skin and a long trail of algae behind it. It stared at them with lifeless eyes and a strange smile on its lips.
"Another one!" Lin Qingyao clenched the restored sword and her expression became solemn.
The water ghost didn't give them much time to think. It suddenly pounced from the edge of the pond. Its arms were as flexible as the water flow and wrapped around Lin Qingyao's neck.
Lin Qingyao swung her sword, but only hit a cloud of water mist.
"It can turn into water at any time!" Lin Qingyao's face changed slightly and her body retreated repeatedly.
Seeing this, Lin Feihong immediately took out a bottle of holy water from his backpack and sprinkled it on the water ghost.
The holy water touched the water ghost's body, making a "hissing" sound. The water ghost's face showed pain, but then it returned to normal.
"It has also been strengthened. Ordinary holy water cannot completely eliminate it." Lin Feihong frowned.
"Use fire! Water ghosts are most afraid of fire." Chen Yile shouted, and the Tianshi Sword in his hand emitted a blazing flame again.
Lin Qingyao immediately chanted a spell, and the magic fire rose again, rushing towards the water ghost together with the flame of the Tianshi Sword.
The water ghost let out a shrill scream, its figure kept twisting in the flames, its body like a stream of water gradually evaporated, and finally turned into a pool of black sewage, completely disappearing from the ground.
The three of them stood on the charred ground, feeling unprecedented pressure in their hearts.
"The power of these ghosts is stronger than we imagined. It seems like someone is controlling them from behind." Chen Yile said in a deep voice, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Lin Qingyao gripped her sword tightly and looked firmly into the depths of the village.
"No matter who is behind this, we must find the truth."
Lin Feihong nodded and patted Chen Yile on the shoulder.
"Brother, this may get more dangerous. You have to be prepared."
"Now that we're here, there's no reason to retreat." Chen Yile smiled, gripped the Tianshi Sword tightly, and walked towards the depths of the village.
The three of them walked shoulder to shoulder into the darker area. The temperature around them seemed to have dropped a few degrees. The night sky was covered with dark clouds, as if the whole world was plunged into endless darkness.
Somewhere deep in the village, a low roar could be heard faintly, as if countless evil spirits were watching them in secret.
The three continued to move deeper into the village.
Chen Yile suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.
At this point, they had passed through a dense forest of dead trees.
There was muddy ground covered with weeds under my feet, and the village shrouded in darkness was filled with an oppressive atmosphere.
There was no sound around, as if all living things had died.
Only the cold wind whispered in their ears.
Chen Yile felt the pressure on his shoulders getting heavier and heavier.
It was as if something was secretly watching them, with a half-smile and endless malice.
"We can't go on like this," he said suddenly, his voice low and measured.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qingyao asked while looking around.
"You've all sensed it, right? The resentment in this village is growing stronger. It's not just the work of ordinary ghosts."