I'm speechless! This damned feudal superstition!
I can't even breathe anymore, I can't believe this is something that could happen in modern society...
[Waaaaaah, I thought the girl was scary during the day, but now I just feel so sorry for her...]
Huaxia has its own witch hunts...
Jiang Nuo and the other three walked outside. A strong wind was blowing in the dark night, and the leaves were rustling in the wind, sounding like ghosts wailing.
"Did Nuonuo notice if someone was peeking too?" Si Yan asked in a low voice, holding Jiang Nuo's arm.
"It's He Jiu," Jiang Nuo replied. "This is what happened in this village before, but He Jiu says he only recently entered Fragrant Tree Village."
Si Yan frowned in thought, "Is he also from this village?"
"Since we came in, we've only seen He Jiu at specific times. He seems to be... guiding us to discover the truth."
As Jiang Nuo spoke, she suddenly stopped, reached out and put her arm around Si Yan, her tone becoming more wary, her eyes fixed on the dimly lit road ahead.
"They've arrived."
Pu Sang and Wu Chou, who had already walked a few meters away, looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What's coming?" Wu Chou immediately stepped back.
The question had barely left my lips when a sudden gust of wind, accompanied by the moonlight, swept through the village, revealing its entirety.
At the village entrance, a group of tall, ghostly figures drifted in.
The ghostly figure was eerie, thinner than a tree, ethereal and shrouded in resentment.
"Holy shit... so the whole village died because of this thing..."
[Although... could it be a ghost summoned by the Ghost Bride for revenge?]
What if something happens to the guest team?! What should we do?!
Wherever the ghostly shadow goes, no pedestrian on the road can escape it; once shrouded in its shadow, there is almost no chance of survival.
Anyone curious enough to open the door to see what was happening was immediately choked by a ghost the moment they opened it, losing their breath in half a second.
Those who didn't open the door weren't spared either; the ghostly figures passed through the walls, and wouldn't let any living person escape.
For a time, the entire village resembled hell, filled with cries and wails.
"This is... a village massacre." Pu Sang stared in disbelief. "So from the moment we came in, everyone we've encountered has been dead... How terrifying!"
She had just finished speaking when she suddenly saw the ghostly figure that had been passing by slowly turn around.
Pu Sang's breath hitched; he was nearly scared to death.
" Brother Nuo..." she whispered, "Isn't this a replay? How can we still see each other..."
Jiang Nuo flicked the red string in his hand, letting it flutter in the wind. He bent down to straighten it and casually replied, "Now the reenactment is over, right?"
All the villagers' bodies and severed limbs had vanished, leaving only the empty streets and them behind.
The ghostly figures drew closer, their long arms and giant hands reaching out.
Wu Chou instinctively retaliated with his peach wood sword, but the blade pierced through the ghost's palm as if it had touched air, leaving him completely unharmed.
He looked up in horror, realizing that these ghostly figures had no physical form at all.
Si Yan raised his hand and channeled his Spiritual Power to attack. The overwhelming aura pressed down, but it couldn't harm them. Their bodies were scattered, but they automatically reformed the next second.
The ghostly figure moved its head, seemingly unaffected, and continued its attack.
The red rope was flung into the air and covered with talismans by Jiang Nuo. The red seals of the talismans flickered, briefly suppressing the ghostly figure. However, since it had no physical form, the red rope could not wrap around it and was in danger of falling to the ground at any moment.
Jiang Nuo leaped across the ground and suddenly drew a long sword from the backpack on his back.
It should have been a very cool and exciting scene.
but...
Pu Sang was surprised and astonished. "His sword... it looks like a toy sword. Is it really useful?"
The vibrant and lively colors, the striking combination of red and blue, resemble a basic weapon included in a gift pack in some single-player game.
Wu Chou frowned, clearly not understanding. "This sword is made of plastic; it can't possibly be useful."
" Nuonuo is very handsome." Si Yan ignored him.
[This is ridiculous! The talisman is one thing, but the toy sword thing too? This guy's really crazy...]
Did Jiang Nuo just toss the toy into his bag after buying it? This toy is exactly the same as my nephew's...?
[LOL!! It would be a miracle if this plastic sword were even useful! Jiang Nuo's character is going to be ruined!!]
Jiang Nuo held the sword with both hands, and the blade cleaved down, splitting the ghostly figure in two.
Wu Chou stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "How is this possible!"
Even a peach wood sword that's been used to kill zombies is useless!
The ghostly figure reappeared in the next instant.
Jiang Nuo cried out in surprise, as if startled, and swung her sword again.
The ghostly figure was cleaved in two before it could recover, and this time the recovery took a long time.
Jiang Nuo noticed this and, as if playing a match-3 game, slashed down three enemies with one sword, then turned around and killed three more.
He would let out a shout every now and then, and then slash with his sword again the next second, having a great time.
In just ten minutes, most of the ghostly figures had lost their ability to recover.
Pu Sang: "... No wonder Brother Nuo said he wanted to eat his fill."
They look exhausted.
She thought Jiang Nuo had foresight, but little did she know that he simply had a habit of eating his fill before a major battle, because he didn't want to starve to death.
" Nuonuo, watch out!"
Si Yan saw an even larger, previously unseen ghostly figure appear behind Jiang Nuo and cried out.
Realizing that Spiritual Power must be infused into a physical weapon to be effective, he snatched the peach wood sword from Wu Chou's hand, poured in a surge of Spiritual Power, stomped on the ground, and raised his arm to swing the sword.
Jiang Nuo reacted just in time, realizing that Si Yan didn't know how to use a sword. She slashed down in coordination, and the ghostly figure was hit by two swords at the same time. After struggling for a few moments, it disappeared without a trace.
"Ouch, I'm tired."
Jiang Nuo muttered something, then jumped down, arm around Si Yan's waist.
Fortunately, all the ghostly figures were dealt with.
Exhausted, he leaned against Si Yan, "That was really tough to kill."
Looking at the now empty streets, Wu Chou took a long time to come to his senses, his shocked gaze fixed on the plastic sword in Jiang Nuo's hand.
[ox...]
"Damn, I'm speechless... So it's not a weapon issue at all, right? This guy's got a built-in demon-slaying buff!!"
I'm bowing down to God Nuo!!! Master, teach me how to play with a plastic sword like this!!
[Upstairs, prop up your pillows! And while you're at it, pay homage to God Nuo!!]
"What's so great about that? If you're so skilled, why would you kill your teammates? Lin Yu's fate is still unknown..."
"Not again!!"
Pu Sang pointed to the village entrance, "This one is even scarier!"
Jiang Nuo, rubbing her wrist, looked up and tried to channel her Spiritual Power into the sleeve blade, then flung it over.
But unlike before, even a physical weapon infused with Spiritual Power can still pass directly through the ghost's body.
"There's a bridal sedan chair behind," Si Yan, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly. "It's the escorting ghosts."
"This is bad!" Wu Chou's expression changed drastically. "Usually, the path-clearing ghosts are the strongest!"
He looked at Jiang Nuo, hoping she could come up with a solution.
Jiang Nuo: "I think we should run first and then figure out a solution."
I'm tired, I don't want to play.
And the Ghost King, he still hasn't appeared.