Forced to Zhongnan Chapter 39 Fierce Fight with Ghosts
The arrow is like a shooting star, piercing the dark night and pointing straight at the back of the black figure!
In his haste, the figure was able to sense the danger behind him, but when he saw the small black flag in his hand flickering, his whole body turned into a series of flashing shadows, and he instantly slid about half a foot away and jumped to the bottom of the house.
The moment the figure fell, it left a clear shadow on the wall illuminated by the moonlight, and then disappeared behind the wall.
"Don't leave!" Yan Yun escaped from death, but he was not willing to let this "ghost" slip away. He clamped his legs on the horse and galloped forward.
Such a loud noise woke up Rui Litou, and he appeared at the door holding an oil lamp.
When the black figure rushed across the roof, the few sparse yellow hairs on his scarred forehead stood up, and he was dumbfounded, as if he was out of his mind.
"Ghost, ghost, ghost... there's a ghost -" Zhitou yelled heartbreakingly, "Master, catch it... there's a ghost -"
At this time, Yan Yun had already rode to the place where the black figure disappeared. When he took a closer look, he saw a dead end with walls on three sides. Directly in front was a high wall. There were doors on the left and right walls. One connected to the main room and the other connected to the main room.
The door of the room was closed, but the black figure seemed to have disappeared, and nothing could be seen.
This is not normal!
Yan Yun clearly saw the black figure landing here, and he was chasing at an extremely fast speed. It was impossible for the opponent to disappear out of thin air!
If the black figure hides in any of the two doors, it is impossible not to hear a sound when the wooden door is opened and closed.
It's still here!
Right under Yan Yun’s nose!
The reason why Yan Yun was so sure was that when he was in the Xiaozhongnan Taoist Temple, Ji Zhao and Yuantai were responsible for treating people seeking medical treatment at the entrance of the mountain. In order to avoid scaring others, they used blindfolding techniques.
Yan Yun was concentrating on it, and the hand that bent the bow and arrow never relaxed for a moment, and the arrow followed his arms to point to any corner where people might be hiding.
The screams of the maniac finally disturbed the main room, where flint struck and a dim light illuminated the windows covered with yellow kraft paper.
Yan Yun used this glimmer of light to faintly see that the side of the woodshed seemed to be darker. The free bow and arrow suddenly stopped and shot out an arrow!
The clouds and mist rolled, turning into countless black tentacle-like mist feet that immediately dissipated. The arrow "thumped" through the woodshed door, leaving a dark hole.
Immediately afterwards, the disappeared fog feet gathered together again, forming a black figure hanging in the air in the electric light, which was already about five feet in front of Yan Yun!
This time, Yan Yun finally saw clearly what this black figure was - a man wearing a large burqa, with only two holes dug in his face, revealing a pair of eyes.
This man was fast, Yan Yun was faster than him, one arrow missed, and then he shot a second arrow!
At such a close distance, the black figure had no way to avoid it and was hit by a sharp arrow. The huge impact force hung it on the arrow and nailed it heavily to the high wall.
Although Yan Yun succeeded, he didn't say a word. He drew out another feather arrow and pointed it directly at the opponent's head, all in one movement.
The black figure was so anxious that he waved the small black flag in his hand and turned into countless mist feet again. He crossed the high wall and seemed to want to escape, but he continued to turn into mist and escape. His speed was a bit slower than before.
Yan Yun looked into his eyes, with a sneer on his lips.
昘昘!
Yan Yun drew his bow with all his strength and shot three arrows in succession according to the possible foothold of the black figure!
Then, he put the strong bow on the hook on the saddle, and at the same time raised the iron spear hooked by his leg with his right hand, and drove the horse straight towards the high wall repaired with mud bricks.
The arrows pierced three transparent holes in the high wall. Yan Yun used Ma Chong's strength to stab the brick wall with his iron gun, and at the same time swept across.
Wherever the iron gun passed, the mud bricks turned into powder, and the high walls collapsed and scattered to the ground.
The war horse jumped forward and appeared in a courtyard amid the chaos of smoke and dust.
Then, Yan Yun scanned his eyes and saw no trace of the black figure.
At this moment, firelight came out from behind Yan Yun, and right where he was standing before, Ruiditou came out from the corner holding a torch and a woodcutter in his hand.
Yan Yun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt something bad, and shouted: "Quickly leave!"
Rui Li Tou was originally coming to help with the fists, but after hearing this, he ran back.
At this moment, the roof tiles flew flying, as if something heavy had broken the roof and entered the room. Immediately afterwards, the Li Zheng couple's exclamations came, and the lights in the room were instantly extinguished, returning to darkness.
This so-called ghost is so cunning, pretending to jump over the wall, but actually attacking in the east and west!
It was too late for Yan Yun to save Li Zheng. If he broke in, the ghost would most likely use the moment he broke in to launch a surprise attack. The risk was too great.
"A ghost, right? Do you dare to show up and fight next?" Yan Yun shouted.
"Hehe, haha..." Jie Jie's laughter came from the room, like the call of a night owl, "You are just a mortal. If you didn't have treasures to protect you, you would have become a dead body..."
"Both each other, if you didn't have that little black flag in your hands, you would have been dead long ago!" Yan Yun responded.
"Hmph, that treasure of yours is useless, right?" The ghost's voice was erratic.
"That's right, if you don't come out to fight, when will you wait?" Yan Yun actually admitted that the magic power contained in the kit has expired. He was not deceiving the other party, but it was the truth, because the kit on his chest no longer emitted any energy.
The feeling of warmth is no different from an ordinary object.
But what is false is true, and what is true is false. Yan Yun answered so simply that the ghost did not dare to act rashly.
"Hmph, mortal, if you seek death on your own, it will make you happy..."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Yan Yun's mind was racing like lightning. The thing that the ghost relied on was the black flag. The countless illusory and painful shadows should have a great relationship with the black flag. However, he and the ghost fought fiercely for several times. The ghost
Those phantoms that can imprison people are no longer summoned, which means that those phantoms have been eliminated by the golden light emitted by the kit!
In addition, this ghost abandoned Yan Yun and went to great lengths to attack Li Zheng and his wife, perhaps just to collect the souls of the dead.
This also illustrates three points. First, the ghost is injured. Second, the ghost's magical powers are not as strong as before due to the lack of dead souls. Third, the ghost is waiting for an opportunity.
"If you can't hide it, I won't be polite to you!"
As soon as Yan Yun finished speaking, he thrust the iron spear into the ground, held the bow in his left hand, quickly took out the quiver hanging on the hip of the standing horse with his right hand, put it on his back, jumped up, with his toes at the end of the spear, and climbed up to the roof.
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Under the moonlight, within Yan Yun's field of vision, the four corners of this room showed clear outlines.
Yan Litou stood on the platform where Yan Yun rested at night and looked down. When he saw Yan Yun on the roof, he shouted: "Master, how are my uncle and my uncle?"
"Don't make any noise and leave quickly. If any villagers come after hearing the news, you must stop them and don't come near here!"
Yan Yun did not respond directly to Zhitou's inquiry, but no answer was tantamount to an answer.
"I'll go right away!" Ruidi wiped away his tears and shouted, "Master, help me take revenge, my uncle..."
"Don't get close to this house, take a detour!" Yan Yun reminded.
Yan Litou nodded solemnly, walked around the vegetable patch, and ran towards the door of his neighbor's house, which was the first to turn on the light.
