Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 797: Ghost Finds the Way
Han Shuihe complained as she fixed her hair: "Who has the time to scare you? I dressed like this on purpose to intimidate those aborigines."

Wu Xian asked in surprise, "Did you have a great time at the courage test competition? Are you still thinking of scaring people in the blessed land?"

Han Shuihe rolled her eyes at Wu Xian:
"I'm not that bored."

"This dream may be the last one, so I have to collect more nightmare coins before the dream ends to exchange for the resources in Room 9."

"But in order to get the nightmare coin, you need to torture the indigenous people and make them feel pain, humiliation and despair from the bottom of their hearts."

Wu Xian interrupted: "You plan to defeat them mentally, right?"

Han Shuihe shook her head:
"This is a blessed land, and those people are not good people. Even if I kill them, it won't be considered as doing anything wrong."

"But intentionally torturing someone is different. If I do this too often, I might become the type of person I hate the most."

"So in order not to get my hands dirty, I came up with a good idea."

"Have you seen Saw? I captured four natives and put them in an apartment. I pretended to be a ghost to intimidate them into torturing each other if they wanted to survive. But I didn't expect that I let one of them escape, and he consumed a nightmare coin."

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

It is conceivable how painful and frightened the indigenous people would be during the process. If they had a choice, they might prefer to be tortured directly.

But what Han Shuihe did was not considered taking off pants to fart.

The last time Wu Xian entered the dream, he also killed several natives to obtain the nightmare coins. Although Wu Xian tried his best not to get directly involved, the process still made Wu Xian feel very uncomfortable and disgusted.

So Wu Xian asked her, "How was the harvest?"

Han Shuihe waved her hands in disappointment: "This method is too inefficient and prone to mistakes. Now that I've joined you, let's stop here."

Next, the two found a clean room and began to exchange the information they had obtained.

Many of Wu Xian’s previous ideas were confirmed by Han Shuihe.

When Wu Xian took out the yellow piece of cloth, Han Shuihe also took out a piece of cloth. There were also words on her piece of cloth, but unfortunately they could not be read together.

There were three words on her rag.

'Imperial Decree'

Based on this speculation, the intact yellow cloth should be an edict of a person whose last word in his name is "Emperor", but the content of the edict is unknown.

When Wu Xian said that the building had more than five floors, Han Shuihe was shocked.

Her luck was rather bad. The first time she entered the dream, she cooperated with Yun Tianshu, and the second time she did not meet any teammates. Therefore, her range of activities in the mystery tower had always been small. It was difficult for her to survive in the mystery tower, so she had never considered the problem of the structure of the mystery tower.

"You mean, the biggest problem right now is that we can't determine the true location of the floor?"

Wu Xian nodded.

Han Shuihe immediately reached her hand into the wide white clothes, searched for a while, and pulled out an exquisite little flag.

"This is easy, just leave it to me!"

This small banner is very similar to the Ten Souls Banner that Wu Xian had obtained, but the golden patterns on the banner pole and the obviously high-quality texture of the banner cloth indicate that the two are not the same.

Just by looking at this small banner, Wu Xian felt cold all over. The black canvas almost sucked away Wu Xian's energy and spirit.

Han Shuihe waved lightly, and the temperature of the entire corridor dropped.

Then a fierce ghost covered in blood crawled out from the small banner. The ghost's skin was torn and its fascia and ligaments were twisted. It was the indigenous person who had just died!

Wu Xian was stunned for a moment: "Is this thing of yours called the Hundred Souls Banner?"

Han Shuihe shook her head. "No, this is a magical instrument of the immortal grade - the Thousand Souls Banner!"

"Inside the Thousand Souls Banner is a huge evil ghost with a strength close to that of an evil spirit."

"And it can detain the souls of the dead nearby. Although there aren't that many ghosts in the Mystery Tower, the natives here are all murderers stained with blood, and they all carry deep grievances. Each of them can be worth several ordinary ghosts."

Wu Xian looked at the small golden banner with envy.

This is what we call a magical weapon of immortal quality!
Wu Xian's ghost power - death substitution, would theoretically be even more buggy, but his own ability actually hindered the use of this immortal ghost power.

It's not that easy for him to die!

There is another question. According to common sense, after the indigenous people died in the Mystery Tower, they should not become ghosts, but wake up in other rooms of the Mystery Tower. Then how could they be detained by the Thousand Souls Banner?

As soon as this problem arose, Wu Xian felt relieved.

Once in the Soul-Snatching Land, Wu Xian had used the Ten Soul Banner to catch ghosts from dreams, but those ghosts did not even exist in the real sense, yet they could be caught by the Ten Soul Banner.

The props for worshipping gods bestowed by immortals and gods are often completely unreasonable...

Like the Ten Soul Banner, every evil spirit captured by the Thousand Soul Banner cannot be captured again after being released, and only one command can be issued.

Han Shuihe's order to the male evil spirit was to tell him the real floor location.

Ghosts have the ability to pass through walls, so when the male ghost's body begins to sink, as long as he goes all the way down to the bottom and then floats back, he can determine the specific floor he is on.

But the evil spirit only disappeared for two or three seconds before floating out from under the ground again, or rather, it was "bounced" out.

Han Shuihe's expression changed slightly.

Then the two watched the evil ghost float into the sky, and not long after, it floated down from the ceiling. He still did not report to Han Shuihe. His expression became manic and he kept scratching his skin.

Suddenly, the male evil ghost looked towards the window, and then flew out through the window!

This meant that he had no way of determining the floor from inside the building, and could only complete Han Shuihe's task by counting in the fog from outside the building.

Wu Xian’s eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the male evil spirit.

In the reality of the blessed land, he has already explored the situation outside the mystery building, but what is in the fog outside the nightmare mystery building is still a mystery.

Bang!
As soon as the male evil ghost flew out, Wu Xian and Han Shuihe heard a loud noise, and then the window through which he flew out suddenly shook violently, and large amounts of blood were smeared on the window.

From the blood, you can also see the twisting fascia...

The male evil spirit was hit against the glass by something in the fog, and the huge force directly smashed him into a meat paste!

Then a big hand appeared and wiped all the meat sauce off the glass.

A twisted eye that was bigger than Wu Xian himself and emitting a psychedelic aura was fixed on the window that had a lot of blood on it.

The terrifying look made Wu Xian and Han Shuihe tremble subconsciously.

He stared at the two of them with a sharp and malicious gaze for a while before reluctantly leaving the window.

Then, the two heard a male voice.

"It's not you."

"It's not you either..."

(End of this chapter)