Spirit Walker Chapter 228

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The paper figurine's face was sluggish and lifeless, and in the pale eyes, the two bright red dots stared straight at the bottom of the bed.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing's heart twitched violently, goose bumps protruded from his arms, and a long-lost fear came to his heart. This kind of fear is not a simple fear of crisis, but more of a human fear of grotesque horror elements.

For example, after watching a horror movie, you don't dare to go out to the toilet, and you have to cover your head with a quilt when you sleep.

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was scared out of his childhood fears by the paper man. He has never encountered such a situation since he became the God of Night Tour. The "Night Tour" skill is elusive, and it is always unfavorable. He has encountered an enemy who has restrained the night tour with skills, and it is the first time he has directly seen through the resentment of the night tour.

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was extremely sure that Zhi Zha Ren saw himself. He was extremely frightened, but he acted without any hesitation. One rolled away from the bed, grabbed into the void, grabbed the burst pistol, and calmly pulled the trigger.

Paper figurines have entities, and they can be destroyed if they have entities. Pistols that use long-range shooting are the most suitable.

According to the properties of the rouge box, the spirits can only possess things that have been smeared with rouge. If the possessed objects are destroyed, they should be able to "solve" the paper figurines. Give it a try!

"Bang bang bang~"

The muzzle spewed flames, and the dark red ballistics staggered and hit the paper figurine, but the bullet did not burst, but there was a slight boiling sound of "puff.

Like a soldering iron dipped in a quagmire.

A deep and rich yin qi rose up around the paper figurine, the bullet hit it, the kinetic energy was dissolved, the flame was extinguished, and disappeared into nothingness. Zhang Yuanqing's pupils, who were almost substantive, dilated slightly. This is definitely not the power that a wraith in the extraordinary stage can have.

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhang Yuanqing maintained his shooting posture, allowing the bullets to penetrate the yin energy intensively, splashing dark red shimmer, and making a boiling sound.

At the same time, two dark red shimmers appeared in the dark room. da da, da da...

The red dancing shoes fell together, walking in place.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately issued an order to hunt down the paper man.

"Da da da..."

The red dancing shoes rushed out at a high speed, and stepped on the paper man's face ruthlessly and accurately. The rich Yin Qi swayed violently, like the surface of a lake stirred up by water. The paper figurine's face was intact, and the red dancing shoes failed to penetrate the yin around it.

But the red shoes did not give up, and started to attack tirelessly. In the face of this level of resentful spirits, the output of red dancing shoes is not enough. Zhang Yuanqing is not surprised. He is very clear about the limits of red dancing shoes. Summoning them is purely to interfere with resentful spirits and increase the pressure on the enemy. Zhang Yuanqing quickly went through his props and methods. He first thought of the red hijab and gave up immediately. The ghost bride's Yin Qi was much worse than the paper figurine in front of him.

And he didn't have the guts to fight the paper man up close.

The deadly leg of the back soil boots, which can kick out the power of the Saint Realm, should not be difficult to destroy the paper figurines with it... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the back soil boots without hesitation and threw them to the dead number one beside him. .

Dead Man No. 1 stretched his feet into the boots and finished dressing, while Zhang Yuanqing himself put on the yin-yang robe.

Deng Deng Deng Deng No. 1 sprinted with heavy steps, and when it was close to the paper, the boot of the right foot lit up thickly, like a real yellow light. His right leg muscles swelled suddenly, tearing his trousers. Snapped!

The whip leg pulled out the afterimage in the air, and the paper he pulled was shattered like a reflection, and the leg strength caused a gust of wind in the room.

The paper stick man disappeared, and what the dead No. 1 kicked was the shadow created by the illusion. This kind of ghost art, performed by the resentful spirit, was the most handy.

Da Da Da... The red dancing shoes suddenly ran towards the master.

behind me? ! Zhang Yuanqing froze in his heart.

Almost at the same time, a paper figurine with a pale face and smeared with bright red rouge appeared behind him, raised his stiff arms, and grabbed the back of the human neck.

Before the simple palm of the paper could touch, the chilly breath came first, and a thin layer of frost condensed on Zhang Yuanqing's back and neck. "boom!"

He raised his gun and fired a shot in the chest of Dead One. The bullet burst, and there was a flash of fire.

With a sound of "huh", a crimson fire burst out, engulfing Zhang Yuanqing's body, and the flame from the explosive bullet, just about to go out, suddenly swelled and condensed into a figure wearing a yin-yang robe.

He put on the yin and yang robe, not to display the great formation of water and fire, but to use the fire of the fire master and the water-transforming ability of the water ghost to entangle with the paper figurine. The water and fire clone ignores physical attacks, but cannot ignore the damage at the spiritual level.

In the face of powerful resentful spirits, it is a very stupid act to unfold the robe, because the spirit body is divided into two, which is quite self-abandoning martial arts, and will be instantly killed by the powerful resentful spirits.

When dealing with ghost dolls, the main reason is that the number of people is not enough, so the clones come together, and as long as the number of people reaches the standard, the ghost dolls cannot attack.

But paper people are different.

Zhang Yuanqing's palm was filled with flames, pressing it on the back of his neck, his face was immediately twisted, the corners of his mouth twitched, his stamina squeaked, and blue smoke rose. Hiss, this yin qi can "freeze" my flesh and blood to death. If it is caught, Yeyoushen can't hold it... Zhang Yuanqing used flames to disperse yin qi, and his other hand was not idle, and kept pulling the trigger.

At the same time, after communicating the imprint in the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit body is divided into two parts, entering the corpse, and launching a heavy and powerful sprint.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped shooting, put his finger in his trouser pocket, and pressed one of the buttons on the Elvis speaker.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening drum sound echoed in the room, bringing a huge sense of oppression, shaking the spirit, and making people fear from the heart.

The paper man's body trembled and then froze.

Deng deng deng, Dead Man No. 1 approached with heavy steps, the boot of his right foot lit up thickly, like a real yellow light.

From the confrontation just now, Zhang Yuanqing found that the paper figurine was very afraid of the "deadly kick" of the back soil boots. After all, this kick could kick out the level of the Saint Realm. Therefore, he quickly made a plan to use the drum sound of the Elvis speaker to deter the paper figurine who is a resentful spirit. The spirit body is divided into two because the drum sound is indistinguishable from enemy and foe, and Dead One is not immune, only his master can. As soon as the muscles of the right leg of the dead number 1 are thick, he will kick out the whip leg. Suddenly, the two smears of blood in the paper figurine's eye sockets suddenly lit up, condensing into two twisted and strange incantations.

Bewitching Eye! !

Oops... Zhang Yuanqing, who looked directly at the incantation from the perspective of the corpse, sank in his heart. The next moment, his will was completely confused and his thoughts were like a mess, and he lost the ability to think calmly.

The yin qi surrounding the paper body drummed, "clicks" repeatedly, and the thin ice shell condensed on the surface of Dead One's body, swam away quickly, and instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

Then, the paper figurine's head tilted ninety degrees to look at Zhang Yuanqing behind the corpse, and its figure disappeared immediately, appearing behind the only human in the room.

The rough arm tied with paper lifted up and pinched the back of Zhang Yuanqing's neck. The yin qi in the room suddenly swayed, and at the back of the neck, a spiral-shaped invisible cyclone was born under stress. A large amount of blood essence was swept away by the cyclone and poured into the paper figurine's body. Its pale face actually revealed a bit of human rosy. Under the strong stimulation, Zhang Yuanqing broke free from the influence of the bewitching eye, and immediately felt that his limbs were stiff and numb, his body was frozen by the terrible Yin Qi, and he was barely able to move his fingers. In a few breaths, Zhang Yuanqing's skin lost its luster and became dry and dull. Then, a little bit of fine wrinkles climbed up the corners of his eyes and his forehead, and the nasolabial lines deepened and aggravated...

He suddenly aged twenty years.

Zhang Yuanqing desperately issued an attack order to the corpse, but the dead No. 1 was in a frozen state, his joints and flesh were frozen and numb, and he was unable to support his master.

The attempt failed, the paper figurine could not be defeated, and the difference in strength was too great. Zhang Yuanqing was pessimistic and desperate to find that the plan to push the little boss by strength was unrealistic.

Even if he had so many props and so many tactics, he still couldn't defeat the paper man.

Then I can only use the demon pestle. Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to use this item unless he had to. Drinking poison to quench thirst could not solve the problem, but now I have no choice. Feeling the weakness and exhaustion in his bones, Zhang Yuanqing made a desperate attempt to gather the last bit of strength. With trembling fingers, he slowly reached into his trouser pocket, intending to turn on the suona of the Elvis speaker.

He wanted to use this to make this body return to light and restore a certain amount of strength, so that after taking out the demon pestle, he had enough power to attack the paper figurine. His fingers reached in and pressed against the suona button. At this moment, a question suddenly flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's mind, how did the devil win it? The level of the paper figurine obviously does not belong to the extraordinary stage. No matter how strong the devil is, as a loose cultivator, in the extraordinary period, his overall strength is not necessarily stronger than me, and even I have no hope, how can he pass this level.. . In the blink of an eye, fragments of information in the copy flashed quickly in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

Finally, two important pieces of information were filtered out:

One: On the night that Mr. Xu bought the rouge box, the paper figurine only killed Mr. Xu, and the villagers next door were not harmed.

Two: Wraiths have a strong thirst for blood, and only by sacrificing enough essence and blood can they be appeased.

I understand that the rouge box only kills one person a night, or the blood of one person can satisfy it. After the target's blood is drained, it will not kill again, so only Mr. Xu died that day...

Shit, this is a single-player dungeon. For a spiritual realm walker, killing only one person is almost equal to death. Zhang Yuanqing let go of his finger on the suona button and grabbed it in the air instead.

Grab out a glass test tube, the test tube is a clear golden liquid.

The mouth of the test tube was sealed with a cork, and the exuberant breath of life was firmly sealed in the test tube.

Liquid of life!

A phantom figure floated out from Zhang Yuanqing's body, wrapped in a glass test tube, and swept towards Dead One.

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight The illusory figure of escaping from death and awakening to the top is Zhang Yuanqing's spiritual body.

Zhang Yuanqing planned to take a gamble and allow his body to be drained of blood essence, to see whether the paper man left with satisfaction after "killing" the person, or continued to attack the dead number one.

If it is the former, then he will win the bet. If it is the latter, his spirit will immediately use the original liquid of life to save the body, and then summon the demon pestle to burn with this resentful jade.

He dared to bet that, on the one hand, he had the original liquid of life in his hand, and on the other hand, after he performed psychic wandering, the physical body would enter a state of suspended animation, and the spiritual body would return within 20 minutes, and the physical body would be able to save the hope.

So don't be afraid of blood being sucked dry.

Zhang Yuanqing is even more afraid that the paper figurine will give priority to attacking his own spiritual body, because the item information of the blood rouge mentioned that the paper figurine only has a desire for blood.

There is no way that the spiritual body can face the crisis head-on.

Taking a step back, if the paper figurine really started to attack himself in the spirit state, then Zhang Yuanqing had another trick, which was to return to the physical body immediately, let the red dancing shoes open the second form, and escape with him.

In terms of escaping and dodging, Emperor Hongwu was no weaker than others in his life. At this time, the body has been rapidly withered, the cheeks are sunken, the skin is covered with folds due to lack of water, and it is gradually turning into a mummified corpse. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help holding his breath (psychologically), he didn't know if the Demon Lord also used a similar method, but this was the only way he realized based on the copy information, the only way to break the game.

One person and one spirit body watched nervously, only the red dancing shoes were unconvinced and continued to attack the paper figurine. Even, because of the death of the master's body, it became angry, trampled more frequently, and its strength seemed to be more ferocious. Finally, the fleshly body was completely turned into a mummified corpse, and the dignified Yuanshi Tianzun died at the hands of the resentful spirit.

The rouge on the face of the paper figurine who was full of essence and blood became brighter.

"pat~"

It let go of its crude and simple hands and let the shriveled corpse fall.

The paper figurine turned his head and neck stiffly and looked at Dead One. After about a dozen seconds of silence, the paper figurine took a stiff forward step and walked towards the door with a rustling sound. It stopped killing.

The red dancing shoes follow the shadows, persistently chasing down the paper figurines. I bet right, disarming Zhang Yuanqing stopped its endless pursuit.

Watching the feet wearing embroidered shoes step over the threshold, step by step into the darkness, Zhang Yuanqing, who was still in the spirit state, was still tense and did not relax his vigilance.

After about five minutes, there was silence inside and outside the house, and there was no movement in the thick darkness.

No, there is movement.

The red dancing shoes lingered in the house, sometimes stopping beside the flesh, sometimes stopping next to the spiritual body, and a message appeared above:

【Would you like to dance with me... 】

But it doesn't know whether to ask for the price from the dead body or from the spirit that can't dance.

It's the first time it encounters this kind of bug.

It should be gone... Zhang Yuanqing finally couldn't wait to float to his body, "Boom, he pulled out the corks, pried open the rigid jaw of his body, and directly inserted the test tube deep into his throat.

This is because the physical body cannot swallow.

When all the original liquid in the test tube entered the stomach of the flesh, Zhang Yuanqing pulled it out with another sound of "Boom".

After a while, the shriveled skin gradually became fuller, and the flesh and blood supported the loose skin. Every second, the fleshly body became fuller. This process lasted for more than ten seconds. Not only did the skin recover completely,

And more supple and smooth, like reborn.

But no breathing, no heartbeat.

When the night wandering spirit body leaves the body, the flesh body is like this, this is the state of suspended animation.

Zhang Yuanqing was truly relieved and plunged into his body. In the next second, Flesh opened his eyes, stared at the roof with dilated pupils, and then quickly contracted, he gasped for breath, like a drowning person recovering his heartbeat.

At this time, Dead One completely expelled the yin qi in the body, and the joints regained their sensitivity.

"Hu! Hu! Hu..."

"It's too difficult, this can't be an level dungeon, I don't want to do anything, I want to rest, no one can disturb me!" Zhang Yuanqing greedily breathed fresh air.

Then, he heard a brisk "dda" sound echoing in his ears. You are an exception... Zhang Yuanqing's expression stiffened, and he got up silently. After dancing with the red shoes, Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the edge of the bed, not for rest, but for better thinking.

Although he narrowly escaped the paper man's crisis, Zhang Yuanqing did not feel the slightest joy because he had already realized that something was wrong.

"This is an level dungeon? It's even more ferocious than an S-level dungeon. The paper figurine in the second watch made me almost play all my cards. What about the boss in the third watch? What about the princess?"

The difficulty level of Aphasia Village is completely beyond the scope of level. Even in the S-rank, it is probably the most fierce echelon. This is obviously unreasonable.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned deeply:

"This copy is weird, there must be something wrong. Before the third watch, we must find out the problem, otherwise I will die."

Taking a deep breath and calming his emotions, he reviewed all the details after entering the dungeon.

The dialogue with Wang Xiaoer, the dialogue with the old man, the communication with the Elvis speaker, and the details of what I have seen and heard.

Time passed slowly, and in the replays over and over again, he vaguely grasped something, but it was not clear enough.

Zhang Yuanqing was not in a hurry to grasp the vague idea. After he took out a few small blue pills from his trouser pocket, he held it in the palm of his hand. Then, he recalled his father's remains in his mind.

His brain power slowly boiled, and his heart began to beat overload. He quickly entered a "super-brain" state, and the messy memory fragments flashed quickly, and his ears were full of meaningless noises.

The nasal cavity was hot, and bright red blood flowed out.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately swallowed the pill to calm down these negative states. Then, since entering the copy, all the pictures, the playback frame by frame, the texture of the stone house, the direction of the withered grass on the roadside, were all detailed, and they were rehearsed in my mind.

"Some time ago, I met a wandering Taoist priest. He said that the back mountain is a treasure of feng shui~www.mtlnovel.com~ There must be a large tomb in the mountain..."

"Village Wang Xiaoer stole the funeral items and planned to go to the provincial capital and sell them to big families. Unexpectedly, that night, she came out..."

"At the fourth watch, the whole village died..."

"The location of the ancient tomb, twenty-three miles southwest of Houshan."

"Run, run away~

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly woke up and exited the "playback" state.

"I understand the real gameplay of this copy..."

ps: The typo is changed first and then corrected, tomorrow morning's chapter is delayed until evening.

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