Seeing this, all three of us widened our eyes.
The talisman fire had actually been extinguished by the black mist shaken loose from the surrounding trees?
What kind of black mist could be that powerful?
In our shock, Zhang Yuchen sucked in a cold breath and said:
"My talisman fire was extinguished just like that? Brother Jiang, it looks like burning the mountain won't work!"
I kept a grim face and said nothing.
The result was plain to see, plunging me into confusion once again.
Looking at the sinister ghosts closing in around us once more, my expression turned grave.
These ghosts were all barely clothed, skinny and sallow, staring at us with wide black eyes, their faces filled with excitement.
Little by little, they surrounded us from multiple directions.
Some bared their teeth and grimaced, while others swayed their long tongues.
Others drooled as they made hissing sounds.
"I can't take it anymore..."
"Come here quickly and let Granny take a bite out of you."
"Strong men, I like them so much."
"..."
Every ghost was ravenous as they slowly approached us step by step.
The three of us stood back-to-back in a triangular defensive formation.
Mao Jing watched the ghosts steadily encircle us, along with the increasing number of lingering evil spirits all around us.
His expression darkened as he said:
"This is getting troublesome. If we can't find a way to break the deadlock, they'll wear us down until we die."
These little ghosts were not much of a threat to us individually, but we were not perpetual-motion machines.
We could hold out for now, but once our True Qi was depleted, even these ordinary evil spirits could become our nightmare.
My thoughts spun rapidly as I recalled what the fat Female Ghost had said earlier.
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