I couldn't figure out his crafty sorcery, but I could see that he wasn't dead.
He just had his heart beneath his skull, taken out together, otherwise, the kick I gave would have broken his backbone instead of piercing his heart.
However, now he has a broken spine, and it's a definite paraplegia. It's impossible for him to run with his body!
Even with the most malevolent sorcery, without a body, can his head still fly indefinitely?
There is no path at the foot of the mountain; it's covered with thorns.
After I leaped, I ran quickly from a slightly flat area, without any sense of being followed behind. It was only then that I turned to look back.
Looking ahead, the head of the Luo pot had left the body again, floating about seven or eight meters high.
The distance was too far, and I couldn't make out his expressions.
However, I could clearly see that there were at least ten starving ghosts below, surrounding him. His body was torn apart, and the scene of him being eaten was extremely bloody.
My heart was filled with evil cold, but the goal of using Luo Pot to attract starving ghosts had been achieved!
Continuing to run up the mountain, at this moment, the Night Pot suddenly trembled.
Lao Gong's head was firmly hanging on the mouth of the Night Pot.
His dry face had some cuts, and the grayness lingering around was healing.
Moreover, his face was incredibly flushed with delight and enjoyment, and his gaze frequently descended to the inside of the Night Pot, adding to his captivating demeanor.
While I am certain that Lao Gong was motivated by his desire for the head's beauty, it can still be considered helping me.
Luo Pot is really annoying.
I almost died from his exhaustion.
The three people in the Ghost Tableau all have different skills and techniques, and it's even harder to figure out their system!
Most of the Guanshi are from the ninth flow and a single lineage. They are indeed evil and immoral, but they belong to normal evil spirits among the dead people.
This ghost altar is purely a mixture of the good and the bad.
Zhang Guai is neither human nor ghost, but he borrows a body to return his soul and raises ghosts to eat ghosts.
Luo Pot is even more evil. His head can fly out, and each Buddha plate drives different ghosts.
Zhao Xi feeds ghosts with his own body, and it seems that he is at the greatest risk. Once you exceed a certain limit in activating the ghosts, your body will be victimized in return.
Compared to Zhao Xi's ghosts, Zhang Guai's seem more ferocious. I once saw one at a hotel, but I didn't see him using it at any time.
Luo Pot's ghosts are the weakest, but he himself is the strongest.
Even though Zhao Xi's ghosts are numerous and strong, the backlash is immediate.
My thoughts kept running and analyzing, and I gradually climbed up to the mid-mountain.
The starving ghosts didn't follow up for the time being.
However, my heart was still hanging in suspense.
As long as I have human smell, the death makeup can deceive most ghosts, but it can't fool starving ghosts. They must have seen me before. Once they finish eating the Luo Pot, they will definitely come after me.
I need to come up with a plan, otherwise I can only wait for death...
Also, this mountain is too far from the old woman's courtyard... Otherwise, I could hide inside.
At this moment, Lao Gong suddenly said coldly, "Go to the top of the mountain."
"Top of the mountain?" I narrowed my pupils.
I had intended to ask Lao Gong what was at the top of the mountain.
However, I was worried that if I asked Lao Gong about what was at the top of the mountain, he might collapse like before, and that would be disadvantageous to me.
I slightly changed direction and didn't wander around the mountain waist. Instead, I straightened my course and rushed towards the top of the mountain.
I dared not slow down, afraid that the starving ghosts might catch up halfway.
This mountain is not actually very big. I ran to the top of the mountain about fifteen minutes later.
Thick bamboo forests, growing wildly, added a more eerie feel to the already dark and gloomy sky.
And at the top of the mountain, there was actually a large mansion!
High walls and wide tiles, the house gate is wide, half of the characters on the door plaque are still golden, wrote "Wu's mansion".
The brief information I got from the Guanshi did not mention this ancient mansion on the top of the mountain!
I looked down at Lao Gong, and his dry face looked just as confused.
My eyebrows were knitted together, and I paused for only two seconds before quickly approaching the mansion's entrance.
At first glance, I saw a row of charms pasted below the plaque, but the charm paper had become curled and dark, losing its effect.
At the threshold, a row of copper coins was overturned. A little higher up, there was a broken red sand rope.
I contemplated deeply in my eyes.
There is a layout here to block ghosts. Is it to block ghosts from coming out, or to keep them from entering?
I couldn't understand it at first.
But there should be no starving ghosts here.
With such a loud noise before, the starving ghosts wouldn't let slip an opportunity to feast on flesh and blood.
Plus, even if this place used to be a way to block ghosts from coming out, since it's been breached, there must be some ghosts that might enter.
I thought quickly, picking up the broken red sand rope and also taking out a piece of red sand rope from my body, connecting the two ends together and tying both with a tight knot!
A soft hum echoed, and the overturned copper coins all stood up!
My heart was beating loudly.
By accident, I supplemented part of the layout, which made the copper coins usable again!？
Cautiously, I took out a row of peach wood nails, bit my tongue to draw blood, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the peach wood nails. Then I shook my hand and threw them towards the outer edge of the copper coins, with each nail pointing upwards.
I looked up at the charms hanging under the door plaque again. I took out my own set of charms, with one foot on the door frame, and inertia helped me climb up. Grabbing a piece of wood inside the doorframe with one hand, I swept away those old charms with the other and pasted my own set on them.
I swung my body back and landed inside the threshold.
My right arm was slightly trembling, and it was already injured heavily. The fight earlier, coupled with this moment's effort, caused even more blood to flow out.
Heaving heavily, I clearly felt that the atmosphere around me had slightly changed.
The yin qi wasn't as dense...
This mansion isn't simple!
The mansion itself has the function of blocking ghosts, and I supplemented the gaps, and it immediately began to disperse the yin qi.
Although my charms and items may not be worth mentioning here, they should have a deterrent effect.
Twisting my head, I finally looked inside the mansion.
A screen blocked me, but it was broken, full of holes. The holes were all inward, as if something had smashed it or blown it apart...
Around the screen, I saw an ancient and elegant courtyard.
The corridors on both sides have purple and red columns, and exquisite balustrades.
In the center is a large pond, filled with lotus leaves.
The water in the pond is very dark, not dirty, but because of the heavy yin qi, the lotus leaves also seem to have a black aura.
I took a deep breath, stepped onto the right corridor, and hurriedly walked inside.
As I passed by the pond, I occasionally felt the water surface ripple, as if there were fish swimming around.
I quickly reached the end of the corridor.
What I saw before me was a very high and large house, the door was tightly closed, and it was filled with deathly silence.
The wall and corridor were connected, and at the end was a closed door. After that door, it should be able to reach the living quarters of this mansion.
Old Qin's village where I live also has a house with a similar layout, but it's nowhere near as grand as this one.
At this moment, Lao Gong was staring blankly at the main hall's door, with his head tilted, seemingly lost in thought.
I narrowed my eyes slightly and walked towards the main hall's door.
As I got closer, I placed my right hand on my waist, ready to grab the chicken feather tail at any moment.
With no hesitation, my left hand landed on the door and I pushed it forcefully inward!
