I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 150 Candles
Meanwhile, in the room.

In the four corners, the orange gleam emitted by burning candles is extraordinarily bright in the darkness, and at the same time, it also reflects a bloodless face.

Ling Yun was almost holding his breath, staring nervously at the faint flame in front of him, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Before leaving, Zhao Sicheng had told him to ensure that these candles would not go out no matter what.Otherwise, once he falls into darkness, his situation will be even worse.

The movement of Shen Tinglan and the others outside the living room completely disappeared not long after he closed the door.

Although he couldn't hear his companion's voice, Ling Yun knew that as long as he didn't die, that water ghost wouldn't attack anyone else.The real test has already begun.

Strange and disgusting laughter sounded outside the yard without warning.

"Dong dong dong..." Immediately afterwards, there was a slight knocking sound from the window.

Through the window covered with waste paper, Ling Yun saw a huge black figure bent over and knocking on the window constantly.

At the same time, Ling Yun found that the candle flames that were still lit in the corners of the house suddenly turned a strange turquoise.

The moment the temperature dropped rapidly, all the salt piles in the corner turned into pitch blackness.

Suddenly, there was a faint cold air blowing by my ears.

Ling Yun suddenly had goose bumps all over his body, but he still resisted his fear and got up quickly, protecting the candle closest to him with his hand.

The other three candles have been completely extinguished, but the one I guarded in front of me is still flickering with a faint flame.

There was a "creak" and "creak" noise near the window, and the glass also made a crisp crashing sound.The room began to tremble violently as if it had experienced an earthquake.

The movement outside was getting louder and louder, and the rhythm of the knocking was crazy and chaotic. The black shadow lost his patience, stretched out his huge palm, and kept pushing the window hard, desperately trying to squeeze in.

Ling Yun stood up from the ground, opened his backpack and took out a rolled silk painting, and quickly hung it on the wall by the window.

The silk painting unfolds slowly, and the picture is outlined by gold powder. In the center is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in yellow clothes and a five-leaf crown on his head.

Holding a jewel in his left hand and a tin staff in his right, the Bodhisattva stands on top of a green lotus flower with thousands of leaves.

This painting is a purple-grade psionic item that Ling Yun exchanged for [-] points before entering the mission.

He had already calculated that his physique would definitely be entangled by the power of ghosts and curses; relying on Zhao Sicheng alone would definitely not be enough.

Players outside of the psionic department are not without means to deal with idealistic ghosts.In the space mall, you can exchange spells, magic weapons or spiritual bullets. Although they can't completely kill them, they can also play a certain role in saving their lives.

The moment he unfolded the picture scroll, Ling Yun only felt a sense of warmth flooding his body, and the cold aura that surrounded him before also weakened a lot.

Under the protection of Ksitigarbha Dharma Xiang, he felt that the movement outside the window became smaller and smaller. Gradually, the flame of the candle in his hand returned to its normal color, and everything seemed to be stable again.

Ling Yun polished the match and lit the other three. He simply sat cross-legged facing the silk painting, closed his eyes and kept chanting the mantra.And his originally anxious and anxious mood gradually calmed down a lot under the blessing of Buddhist scriptures.

It has to be said that ghosts are best at stimulating people's hearts.After its intimidation proved ineffective, it resorted to other means.

Soon, the shouts of Tang Yao, Shen Tinglan, Su Li and others continued to ring out outside the house.

Due to the fact that it was too realistic, there were several times during the period that Ling Yun was almost shaken by the cries of his companions for help, and wanted to ask if they were all right.

But every time he opened his eyes and saw the Bodhisattva statue on the wall, his chaotic brain would gradually clear up; the power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva counteracted the temptation brought by ghosts. If it weren't for this prop, Ling Yun knew that he would not be able to hold on until now.

The movement outside gradually became smaller, and gradually, sleepiness hit him like a tide.Ling Yun closed his eyes, and before he knew it, he fell into a deep sleep...

"It's already dawn, fat man, tell me, isn't it difficult for this water ghost to move during the day?"

In the living room, Shen Tinglan glanced at his watch.It was already [-]:[-] in the morning, the east was turning white, the sky outside was already bright, and the dense fog was much lighter than at night.

"Well, the brighter the sky, the weaker it is. As long as it lasts until sunrise, Ling Yun's life will be saved. Next, we just need to go up the mountain to find a way to repair the seal, and the problem should be solved." Zhao Sicheng called He yawned and responded to the other party.

"One night has passed, and there is still no movement in the house. I don't know what happened to Brother Ling."

Tang Yao rested her chin on her mind, her eyes fixed on the door, and she never closed her eyes for a moment of rest all night.Not only her, but everyone else too.

In the corner, Ren Yao seemed to be fiddled with his fingers casually, but his eyes never left the room where Ling Yun was...

On the other side, inside the house.

Ling Yun opened his eyes in a jerk, but he didn't expect to fall asleep.

After all, from yesterday to now, I only slept for three hours.After consuming a lot of abilities and staying up all night, it is inevitable to feel tired.

He hurriedly looked to the corner, only to find that the ground was full of wax oil, and two of them had been completely extinguished.

The time on the watch stopped long ago, and Ling Yun himself didn't know how long it had passed.

It had been a long time since there was any new movement outside the window, but his intuition told him that the fog hadn't cleared, and the curse spirit hadn't left, so he must not relax because of this.

Ling Yun stood up, wanting to light the extinguished candle again.

However, the moment he just stood up, there was a huge impact from outside the window. Affected by this, the Bodhisattva statue hanging on the wall also fell directly to the ground.

Ling Yun rushed forward to pick up the scroll in a hurry, but the next second, he was horrified to find that cracks appeared on the scroll at some point, and the golden paint painted on Faxiang's body gradually fell off, and the face of the Bodhisattva collapsed. , The movement outside the room also became louder and louder.

After all, it has resisted the attack all night, and even the props of the purple grade cannot continue to support at this time.

bang——

Accompanied by the loud sound of shattering glass, mist mixed with cold wind blows into the house.The picture scroll in Ling Yun's hand suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the remaining two candles were all extinguished at this time.

"Oops!"

Looking at the debris on the ground, Ling Yun raised his head and looked out the window.The weird laughter sounded again, and a bright red and gloomy figure stood in the courtyard impressively.

The woman's mouth kept whining, and because of the loss of both eyes, it kept shaking its head, as if to distinguish where Ling Yun was.

The female ghost in red walked forward slowly. Everywhere it passed, it would leave a big pool of blackened and smelly water.It stretched out its hands, and its ten fingers were swollen like white radishes.The woman opened her mouth, and as the black water flowed down, Ling Yun suddenly discovered that there was only half of the tongue that had been cut off by the brush.

This is really... too cruel.

Shocked by the scene in front of him, Ling Yun unconsciously took two steps back, but accidentally stepped on the shards of glass on the ground.

(End of this chapter)