Lang Xiaochen's heart softened. He had been trapped for so many days, with no food or rice, and all dry food and water had been exhausted.
He can still hold on, but the child is still young. If he continues to be hungry, he will easily starve to death.
Looking around, the sky was overcast and the sun, moon and stars could not be seen, so naturally it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.
This time he stumbled. Unexpectedly, the ghost was so cunning and vicious, lurking in the mountain village to disrupt the energy flow, causing him to plunge in and never get out again.
Nowadays, the entire village is shrouded in a ghost realm, with humans and ghosts mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish.
Lang Xiaochen didn't know why the other party didn't take action for so long, giving him a chance of survival.
These days, he has been hiding with his children, barely saving his life.
"I hope the Taoist temple will send someone as soon as possible."
Even though he thought so, Lang Xiaochen was still not optimistic. He was trapped here and couldn't send a word back. How could he tell him about the situation?
The Taoist temple didn't know something was going on here, so how could it send someone to rescue it?
Moreover, the Taoist temple has been recruiting disciples recently, and there is a serious shortage of manpower to send out.
"Why!
Lang Xiaochen thought of this, sighed, and held the child's hand.
"Let's go and get you some food."
Lang Xiaochen opened his Dharma Eyes and found a slightly clean room. There should be no ghosts hiding in it.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
The door was ajar and opened automatically after knocking twice.
The room was too quiet. Lang Xiaochen frowned and saw a figure from behind right in front of him.
It was an old woman with silver hair, bent over and busy at the stove, muttering, "Eat, eat, eat."
"Old man."
As soon as Lang Xiaochen opened his mouth, the calmness was broken. The old woman turned around suddenly, her eye sockets as dark as ink, staring at the visitor.
The child screamed and hid behind Lang Xiaochen in fear.
It turned out that on the stove behind the old woman, in a large iron pot, the whole family's heads were boiling. Their eyes were wide open and they would not close their eyes.
"Eat, eat, eat!"
When the old woman saw the two of them, two dark green sparks appeared in her dark eye sockets, like a shooting wolf smelling the smell of carrion.
She muttered something in her mouth and staggered forward.
After a few steps, my jaw dropped to the ground. After a few more steps, my eyes, nose, and ears dropped like raindrops.
"I x."
Lang Xiaochen broke out in a cold sweat. The old woman in front of him was either a living person, whose soul had been sucked away by evil spirits, or a walking corpse.
"boom!"
A huge monster smashed into the house, and the old woman and a pot of heads were all buried in the rubble.
The evil spirit has finally arrived.
"It's you!"
There are more than one evil ghost lurking in the mountain village. The evil ghost in front of me looks like a mountain of flesh, with a shiny and fat body, and ripples when walking.
"The powerful ghost."
This is an old man.
Lang Xiaochen broke into this place and fought with the opponent several times, but could not gain the upper hand at all.
"Stay away, don't stay too far away."
Wang Fu sent the child aside and took off the spear from behind. The spear was made of fine steel, as bright as silver, and decorated with red tassels.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
From behind this evil ghost, there was a harsh and strange laugh, and another ghost head protruded from its shoulders, with dry hair and a mouth full of messy teeth, making a strange laugh.
"Flying ghost."
There are two ghosts, one big and one small. They are inseparable on weekdays and they cooperate seamlessly when doing things.
The strong wind blew against my face, like needles pricking me.
The fat and strong ghost held the side knife with both hands, and simply carried it half a circle. The bright sword shined like a crescent moon and splashed in front of Lang Xiaochen.
The hairs on Lang Xiaochen's hair stood up as he stabbed out with a spear, and the power of the fire talisman exploded.
On the surface of the steel gun, layers of surrounding runes appeared, burning with the mana.
The fierce flames raised up a wall of fire, burning the earth and rocks and causing smoke to fill the air.
The fire rose from the ground and instantly enveloped the two evil spirits. It quickly spread to the skin and burned.
Water and fire are merciless, and evil spirits, whether they are physical or invisible, are afraid of being burned by fire.
"Woo!"
In the blink of an eye, the two ghosts dispersed into air currents and lifted upward away from the place where the fire was entrenched.
Whoosh.
Lang Xiaochen stepped forward and stabbed one of the balls with his steel spear. Before it dispersed, he stirred it vigorously for a few times. The fire talismans exploded one after another, making the evil ghost scream.
At this time, the flying ghost fled to the side, and then came back, stabbing him in the back.
The sound of breaking through the air was sharp and harsh, and the wind was as cold as ice.
"here we go again."
Lang Xiaochen hurriedly put away his gun and aimed it at the back of his heart. A huge shock was heard and he involuntarily took a few steps forward.
A large cloud of black air lingered behind him, and a fine steel flying fork floated and erratically.
The strength of the flying ghost is mediocre. There is indeed a flying fork ghost soldier. It comes and goes without a trace and is very powerful. It can be seriously injured if you are not careful. Lang Xiaochen's steel gun is also a specially refined magic weapon. As a result, it has been used against him several times.
The collision caused no damage to the flying fork, but the gun head hit many places and destroyed several fire talismans.
It's not easy to refine his spear, so the damage will be huge.
"Roar."
The powerful supernatural ghost also recovered at this time, and with its huge body like a mountain of flesh, it pounced towards him.
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
Lang Xiaochen stabbed dozens of times in one breath, and the tip of the spear hit the strong ghost's body, causing sparks to fly.
The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and it is too hard to poke.
He took a deep breath, touched the gun body with his palm, and the fire talisman ignited again.
"call!"
The powerful ghost opened his mouth and spit out dirty smoke, showing no fear in the face of the blazing fire.
The huge guillotine rose again and slashed at the back of Lang Xiaochen's neck.
"Blow it up for me."
Lang Xiaochen held the handle of the gun with both hands, and all the fire symbols flew out, forming a spherical shape that instantly expanded a thousand times in size.
Heat waves rolled in, the fire flickered, and the surrounding area of a hundred meters in diameter was washed away in an instant.
The powerful ghost and the flying ghost quickly retreated and fled into black smoke.
"good chance."
Lang Xiaochen looked up and saw that the explosion had not only repelled the two ghosts, but also opened a large hole in the barrier above his head, allowing him to see the blue sky through it.
"go!"
Smoke rose from Lang Xiaochen's fingertips and condensed into a flying bird. It flapped its wings twice, soared into the sky like a marble, and escaped through the hole.
The next moment, the hole closed.
Lang Xiaochen breathed a sigh of relief, and a cold laughter suddenly sounded in his ears, "Hehehehehe."
be cheated.
Lang Xiaochen's heart sank to the bottom of the sea. The other party deliberately let go of the ghost realm and asked him to send the news back.
In the small mountain village, in addition to the powerful ghost and the flying ghost, there is also an even more powerful ghost hiding at the most vicious level.
This ghost is insidious and cunning, and is good at confusing the energy. It has arranged the entire small mountain village into a maze, making it impossible to get out.
"Senior brother, look."
Children remind in the ear.
Lang Xiaochen's eyes were in a trance for a while, and he saw the collapsed house reappearing before his eyes, as if the ruins were just an illusion.
In the quiet and deserted streets, the wooden doors of the houses are open and the light is dim.
"Eat, eat, eat."
The old woman's hunched back appeared again, still facing them, looking at the human head in the iron pot, and kept muttering.