&nbs pace·extinguish a lamp, using symbols to disperse the official! Lock it again!
But, to trap him, one must use the soul-binding technique and find a host object as well.
I have no idea what his host object is.
Only one step at a time!
Thoughts and actions synchronized perfectly, in this split second of lightning and thunder.
Suddenly, several pitch-black shadows appeared around, jumping down from the rafters and rushing towards my direction in a frenzy!
Those shadows are the accursed miko's spirits, aren't they?
"Appear before the divine young master! The blooming dogwood flowers have become ghosts, threatening to harm us! Quick, act!"
How the official is nearly screaming out loud!
My eyelids were twitching frantically, but I still didn't move.
To be honest, the sight of so many dainty squirrels rushing towards us would put psychological pressure on people. However, I still have more trust in Huaxing!
In an instant, the dainty squirrels drew near to me.
But instead of jumping onto my body, they leaped to my back.
A scream of agony erupted instantly.
I took a few steps forward before turning back.
Keeping a safe distance from the ghosts will prevent them from extinguishing the lamp.
As my eyes swept over the scene, I saw that the lean body of official He had been savagely bitten off in large portions.
The dainty squirrels were still frenziedly biting his body.
His face was twisted in a grimace, savage and ferocious!
"Master Luo Xian Shen!"
"You don't save people from death!"
Another scream of agony erupted, his body swayed, and he was on the verge of kneeling to the ground.
"The three of us came here with you, to help you!"
"You're watching us all die one by one!"
"Your heart is so malevolent!"
I narrowed my eyes but remained motionless.
"Whether it's Huaxing who's dead or me who's dead, you know it in your heart."
"Who is more cruel, me or you? You are the one who should know."
"Why do you want me to turn back? What's in your heart?"
At the instant my words fell, official He's eyeballs widened even more.
Suddenly, his seemingly normal eyes turned pitch-black.
The color of a ghostly wraith.
He suddenly turned around and ran out of the main hall!
However, his soul had already been severely devoured, so he stumbled as he ran.
The dainty squirrels had burrowed into his bones and marrow, never sparing official He.
Official He couldn't run anymore and fell to the ground, his soul dissipating.
A faint sound of landing reached my ears.
A person appeared beside me.
It's Huaxing.
Huaxing's face was like gold paper, and the makeup on her face had disappeared.
There was a faint crack in the center of her brow, seeping with a thin trail of blood.
Without the makeup of the dead person, her pure appearance stands out even more. With the state she's in, the sickening beauty becomes even more prominent.
"He was devoured by the ghosts he had raised, which took control of his body and left only a soul."
"Shao Si is indeed dead... When I arrived, he was just killed..."
"Ling Dao has also left... it's the sound of the drum..."
Huaxing clenched her lower lip tightly and spoke in a low voice, "She didn't kill me. She chased after Ling Dao, it seems she really hates the Daoist and the master... Maybe she thinks I can't escape at all, so she let me live a bit longer."
"I've hidden here, using the dainty squirrels to swallow my breath. Official He has already come back several times, he's looking for me."
"Earlier, he wanted to borrow a body to revive his spirit, fortunately, you stopped him from succeeding..."
Huaxing spoke at a steady pace, her logic clear and precise.
Her words, combined with my experiences and the half-true, half-false words of official He, essentially painted a picture of what had happened beforehand in my mind.
In this brief span of just one to two minutes, the dainty squirrels had completely devoured official He's soul.
Without needing to ask, I knew this was soul-devouring art.
Before, Huaxing's grandfather Huaxiang used it once for Old Gong, but it was blocked by the array in the courtyard of Xiao Zai.
Shao Zi also asked Huaxing if she could use the soul-devouring art, and at that time, Huaxing didn't directly say yes.
But now, this scene still sent a chill through my heart.
The dainty squirrels eating ghosts are equivalent to the wandering spirits eating ghosts. What's different from the Wu Huang ghost eating ghosts is that the soul of official He has been torn into many parts.
He no longer has the chance to regroup.
It's no different from the soul flying apart.
Taking a deep breath, I whispered in a hoarse voice, "Ling Dao, it seems he's not going to survive... The coffin of Old Liang is probably for Shao Zi, Ling Dao, and official He... We need to leave first."
Huaxing's body trembled, and her face grew paler.
"We need to leave... but how? The nightmare of the Corpse Immortal is too terrifying..."
"We are like insects stuck on a spider web, struggling but unable to escape." Her voice conveyed a sense of despair and helplessness.
"Old Gong! Yes! Old Gong!"
The first "Old Gong" was a sudden flash of realization for Huaxing, while the second "Old Gong" was an exclamation aimed at the night pot at my waist.
"Old Gong" didn't appear.
Only then did I tell Huaxing about the previous changes.
The hope in Huaxing's eyes vanished instantly.
"Don't worry about it first."
I reached out and clasped Huaxing's hand in my palm.
Her small hand was incredibly cold, so I gently rubbed it to pass on warmth.
Then, I led her to the front of the coffin.
"Old Gong can't help us, but we have our own ways. My intuition tells me that this symbol is very suspicious..."
"And, this nightmare is a bit like the ghost wall outside of the Qi village."
"Even severe prisons of the second class and above seem to lead to another layer of "place". If there is an overlapping area, we should be able to get out..."
"The Corpse Immortal outside is lying in the coffin."
"In fact, the Corpse Immortal here should also be in the coffin. The overlap is in the coffin itself."
"If she has gone out, then we lie down, and maybe we can get out too, because I came in by lying in the coffin, and it was Old Gong who gave me the hint."
I spoke slowly, trying to explain clearly so that Huaxing could understand.
Huaxing tightly pressed her lips, and her face finally regained some color.
But worry still clouded her eyes.
"We need to try quickly, otherwise, if she comes back, we might be dead for sure." Huaxing bit her lower lip.
There is still a sense of oppression in my heart.
Dead……
If we're talking about death, perhaps it doesn't include me.
Master Qin's actions are too strange and unreasonable.
But I really can't wait for the Corpse Immortal's soul to return.
The hand is about to lift the character on top of the coffin.
Because I am not willing to gamble.
If we lie down in the coffin, and the symbol on top affects us in any way, what if something goes wrong?
Huaxing tightly gripped my left hand with both of her hands, looking even more anxious.
With a fierce heart, my right hand grabbed the symbol instantly!
A faint ripping sound was heard.
The symbol itself was hanging, and I pulled it down!
But the next second, the paper of the symbol violently shrank, wrapping around my hand!
My eyes could see the paper rapidly melting, as if it had disappeared into my skin!
"This..."
Huaxing's face turned tense again.
A dull sound entered my ears.
The red coffin lid slid down by itself, opening a section.
The range of the opening is exactly the same as the scale I pushed open the coffin earlier.
In sight, the bottom of the coffin was empty.
However, there were two pillows inside.
There was no pain, abnormality, or trace on the symbol on my hand.
