The disciple survived the disaster. Although he was still frightened, he still apologized and said, "Brother Xiong, I caused you to waste a ghost."
This water ghost is also cunning. He hides deep under the water and activates his natural water escape ability to quickly approach. Once he strikes out as fast as lightning, he won't even have time to react when casting a spell.
Although, if Xiong Qili hadn't been trying to save him, he could have easily been captured and put into a ghost-sealing vessel.
"As long as people are fine, a ghost is nothing."
Xiong Qili waved his hand and warned everyone again, "Be careful!"
Wang Fu's eyes fell on the corpse on the river beach, with a layer of white down fluttering in the wind. What a familiar scene!
"Brother Xiong, do you want these corpses to be burned?"
Xiong Tili was stunned for a moment, then looked at the corpse a few more times, and sure enough he identified it as a seedling of Corpse Fireweed.
This water ghost is also planting corpse fireflies.
Since the fall of Jincai Town, ghosts have been roaming around during the day and have become extremely rampant. There are certainly many similar incidents.
"Burn it, burn it!"
Although the corpse fireweed cannot be burned, as long as the corpses that serve as nutrients are destroyed, it will wither and dissipate within a short time.
A disciple stepped forward and swung a fireball, which instantly enveloped the corpse on the riverbank and even the river water boiled and evaporated.
"Junior Brother Wang Fu, you have reminded me very well that harmful things like Corpse Fireweed must be eradicated once discovered!"
Xiong Tili praised.
Wang Fu felt a little ashamed. After all, he had sold goods once and was not qualified to pretend to be a germaphobe.
After this episode, he also knew that the gold mining town and his party must be in danger.
The disciple with the third level of cultivation just now was not bad at all, but once he was attacked by a sneak attack, he was unable to cast any spells in a hurry and almost died.
Wang Fu is more aware of the importance of teamwork as Bian Yunlong said before.
“If a lone wolf dies, will a group of wolves survive?”
Wang Fu muttered a few words, and Bian Yunlong beside him reminded him, "Don't be in a daze, keep moving forward."
After passing several rows of dilapidated wooden houses, no trace of the ghost was found, but everyone was always on alert.
The gold mining town is shrouded in a ghost land. Even if it is on the edge of the ground, there must be ghosts lurking there, and they will suddenly attack you.
As the saying goes, "ghosts come and go", which proves that ghosts are unpredictable, and sneak attacks are the most difficult to guard against.
"Junior brothers, listen up. Now, while there are not many ghosts, you can catch them if you want. When you enter the town later, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."
Xiong Quli reminded everyone.
To be honest, catching ghosts is far more rewarding than killing ghosts, but it is more difficult and risky.
When you have the upper hand, catching ghosts is okay, but once you are at a disadvantage and surrounded by ghosts, it is too late to protect yourself. Who can still take action to catch them?
Xiong Tili also came from the bottom and knew everyone's thoughts.
Now everyone is at the edge of the town. The ghosts are sparsely distributed and can be easily searched and captured. Once they enter Zhongxin, there is the lair of the Poli Ghost Mother. There are so many ghosts that there is no chance to take action.
"Wang Fu, if you cooperate with me, the ghosts we catch will be divided equally."
Bian Yunlong found Wang Fu. He was also worried that Wang Fu would get lost easily with the large group if he had just arrived.
Newcomers who participate in missions are most likely to encounter problems because they have no intuitive understanding of themselves. They always feel that God is the boss and I am the second child. Once they encounter a ghost, they become jealous and forget about danger.
Ghosts are cunning and like to set traps to lure such chicks into taking the bait.
"Senior Brother Bian, I will follow you."
Wang Fu slowly took out a hexagonal compass from his arms, "I am not very talented, but I also have some skills in divination and positioning."
"This is better!"
Bian Yunlong nodded, but judging from his expression, he didn't have high hopes.
Formal disciples and entry-level disciples have two completely different styles. The former is a practical school and believes in a concise and lively practical style, while the latter is an academic style and prefers theory.
In Bian Yunlong's mind, Wang Fu's so-called 'divination' is probably just an arm's length talk on paper.
A group of eight people continued to move forward, with Xiong Trili as the arrowhead and the other disciples distributed on both sides.
"Quack quack quack!"
The sound of a baby crying sounded to everyone's ears. It didn't sound innocent and childish at all, but instead had a disturbing and angry feeling.
It's harsh and unpleasant, with three points sounding like a baby's cry, and seven points sounding like a mixture of frogs croaking and cats meowing.
Some disciples raised their eyes and looked at the source of the sound.
"Don't move rashly, it's a bait for ghosts."
It turns out that ghosts have also summed up several common traps based on human curiosity.
In the wilderness, there is a crying baby in a cemetery. This is one of them.
Probably because flesh and blood creatures value the reproduction of offspring, especially the safety of cubs, even strangers, as long as they are not cold-blooded, will always come forward to take a look when they hear a baby crying.
Once you are tempted, you will be fooled and fall into a ghost trap.
In the barren mountains and ridges, a beautiful woman invites you to visit her home. This is the second one.
This is aimed at the weaknesses of human nature, the desire for the opposite sex, the instinct to reproduce, and the excitement of pursuing a one-night romance, especially outside of civilized society, without moral constraints, and it is difficult to control it.
Although the trap is old-fashioned, it is very effective. Every year, many people fall into the trap and are eaten away by ghosts until all their fur is left.
However, the disciples of Yunyang Temple all regard these basic knowledge as teaching materials, how could they be fooled?
"Senior Brother Xiong, let me calculate, what level of ghost is it?"
A disciple was eager to give it a try. He had a calculation tool hidden in his arms, and it turned out to be a member of the Yidao family.
Wang Fu heard this and looked at him a few more times.
"Don't act rashly. The number of Yi Dao magic is related to the great road. The practitioners only occupy half of it, and the ghosts and gods divide the other half."
Xiong Tili explained, "If a divination ghost encounters a powerful character, it is very likely to interfere with the distortion and cause you to get wrong results, which may cost you your life."
Is there any other way to say this?
Wang Fu thought about it twice, and it seemed to make sense.
Xiongtori didn't want to pay attention, and continued to move forward with everyone. After walking no more than twenty steps, the baby's cry became more and more shrill.
No one said anything verbally, but they were extremely upset in their hearts.
Wang Fu held the hexagonal compass and quietly input magic power. A two-color magnetic needle in the middle rotated, making a slight friction sound.
"Let me see what quality it is!"
Bian Yunlong noticed Wang Fu's movements and shook his head.
The baby's cry became more and more harsh, reaching the point of a sonic attack. The ghost refused to give up and insisted on pestering the group.
"enough."
Xiongtori roared, "Just wait a moment, I'll go and deal with this ghost."
The other disciples were shocked, "Brother Xiong, be careful."
In fact, with Xiong Qili's cultivation level, he would definitely be able to handle it in the gold mining town as long as he didn't run into the Poli Ghost Mother.
"Brother Xiong, that ghost is a vicious ghost."
Wang Fu shouted twice at Xiong Tili's back.
Xiong Tili stretched his hand behind his back and waved his hand towards Wang Fu, indicating that he heard.
"Junior brother Wang, don't speak casually."
Bian Yunlong was extremely nervous. He was always in the limelight when he first arrived. If he said something wrong, wouldn't he be looked down upon by others?