Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 883 Gale and Calamity
Inside and outside the room, the human and the ghost smiled at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became eerie.

Suddenly, Wu Xian slapped him without warning.

But the swift slap was dodged by the drowning ghost, who then returned to his correct position and continued to imitate Wu Xian's actions.

Then Wu Xian tore open his clothes, revealing his not-so-clear muscles and abdominal muscle lines.

He used to have a lean, muscular physique, but his life in the Blessed Land was too extravagant, and the food cooked by Hei Gu was too delicious, causing him to gain some weight recently...

The drowned ghost did the same, with skin wrinkled from being soaked in water beneath its clothes, and a chain wrapped around its body.

Wu Xian paused for a moment, then revealed a provocative expression. He grabbed his own hair and forcefully pulled out dozens of strands, some even with blood at the roots!
The drowning ghost, not to be outdone, raised its eyebrows and plucked out its wet hair, from which foul-smelling pus and blood oozed...

After completing this set of movements, Wu Xian stood up straight again, and the two continued to stare at each other with big eyes and big smiles in an awkward atmosphere.

After the tests we just conducted, Wu Xian had gained a sufficient understanding of this drowning ghost.

The drowning ghost is the lingering spirit mentioned in the fortune slip. He imitated Wu Xian's actions, probably to complete some special ritual.

Once the ritual is complete, Wu Xian will turn into a skeleton as described in the divination slip, and the drowning ghost who learned Wu Xian's movements will probably impersonate Wu Xian to swindle people.

In fact, as the mimicry of the drowning ghost progressed, Wu Xian gradually felt his limbs grow cold and his fingers become numb, and the mimicry had begun to cause harm to him.

At the same time, Wu Xian also discovered the pattern of the drowning ghost's movements. Since he was chained, his actions must have followed some kind of rule.

The drowning ghost will imitate Wu Xian's normal actions, even if this imitation will hurt him, he will still do it.

However, if Wu Xianchao attacks him, the drowning ghost will stop imitating and dodge. If the attack is less threatening, the drowning ghost will continue to imitate after dodging. If the attack is more threatening, the drowning ghost will temporarily escape and reappear after a period of time.

This mechanism sounds complicated.

If we can't hit them, and if we keep being imitated, we'll die.

However, there are actually many ways to break this, one of which is self-harm. Judging from the fact that the two of them pulled out each other's hair, the body of the drowning ghost is more fragile than that of Wu Xian. When the same amount of hair was pulled out, the drowning ghost was more seriously injured. So if Wu Xian were to self-harm, the drowning ghost would definitely die first.

Another method is to continuously attack it or remain still, so that the drowning ghost cannot imitate it, or at the very least, it will not be imitated to death.

Or they could use the terrain to perform actions that a drowning ghost couldn't imitate.

However, all of the above methods are time-consuming, so Wu Xian chose a method that could end everything the fastest.

Wu Xian squatted down, pulled out the Cursed Dream Dagger, and placed it at the feet of the drowning ghost. The drowning ghost imitated Wu Xian's actions, but he had nothing in his hand, so he only put down air.

Then Wu Xianxu grasped the air beneath his feet, while the drowning ghost gripped the hilt of the Cursed Dream Dagger!
Wu Xian revealed a sinister smile, grabbed the air and cut his own neck, then stabbed himself in the chest a dozen times.

This time, the drowning ghost was a fraction slower.

But in the end, he grinned maliciously, first slashing his own neck, then stabbing himself in the chest again and again, foul-smelling pus and blood gushing out, his lost body temperature gradually returning.

Eventually, the flames spread to the entire body of the drowning ghost, burning the evil spirit to ashes, and also setting the Su family's courtyard ablaze.

……

Wu Xian opened his eyes and found himself still at the door.

Looking up, he saw no moon, only the familiar ceiling. Looking back, the coffin was still in the main hall, which meant he had broken free from the illusion.

He touched the area above his temple and felt a sharp pain; it seemed the injuries he sustained in the illusion had carried over into reality. This meant that if he died in the illusion, he would truly die.

Then Wu Xian picked up the Cursed Dream Dagger that had just fallen from the ground, only to find that a wisp of flame was a beat slower before returning to the dagger from the ground.

"what!"

Wu Xian opened the ordination certificate and found that there were some additional instructions on the cursed dream dagger.

Burning Dream Dagger:

The number of times you can kill it is 3. After killing three more evil spirits, the flames will go out.

Imitation +1: Break free from fate and be haunted by evil spirits. When you wield the Burning Dream Dagger, the evil spirit will mimic your movements with another Burning Dream Dagger, with an interval of half a second between imitations.

Fire Temperature +1: Increases flame temperature.

Wu Xian suddenly realized that the fortune sticks they drew not only represented danger but also opportunity; once the divination was resolved, their abilities would be enhanced.

No matter what Wu Xian did with the Cursed Dream Dagger, there was always a flickering flame shadow that was a beat behind. Although it would make him stronger and cooler in a fight, it would look rather comical when he was holding the dagger normally. So Wu Xian could only put the dagger back into its sheath.

The next step is to find Liu Nana and Chen Chao.

They, like Wu Xian, were probably currently troubled by the illusions brought about by the hanging of the talismans.

Based on his experience from the illusion, Wu Xian quickly searched the courtyard for any place with flames and soon found Liu Nana's location.

Liu Nana was lying on the roof of a tower, which was less than three meters high. Inside the tower was a barbecue stall, with the grill piled high with glowing charcoal, the heat of which was transmitted through the tiles.

Wu Xian nimbly climbed the tower, but soon found the tiles extremely hot to the touch. Liu Nana, lying on the tiles, had her clothes torn, her lips chapped, and her face flushed, as if she were fighting against something.

"If this continues, this girl will be roasted alive."

Wu Xian thought for a moment and was about to carry Liu Nana down from the tower when, just as he was about to do so, Liu Nana, who was lost in her illusion, actually tried to stand up, trembling, her chubby little mouth constantly encouraging herself:

"Liu Nana, you can do it!"

"You will definitely survive!"

After saying that, she stood up from the tower, carefully holding onto the edge of the tower, swaying her waist and using her two well-proportioned but not very long legs to grip the tower's support pillars, and climbed down little by little.

Despite being less than three meters tall, Liu Nana climbed as if she were on a skyscraper.

After struggling for a long time, she slowly crawled up an inch or two. As she crawled, sweat kept pouring down the pillar, and occasionally she would get one or two more wounds on her body.

Clearly, what she was facing was far more complex than Wu Xian had imagined.

Seeing this, Wu Xian did not disturb her.

If she can break through the illusion on her own, not only will her ability to worship gods be enhanced, but she can also help Wu Xian save some effort in this blessed land.

More importantly, this proves that she has the ability to overcome dangers on her own and struggle to survive in the blessed land as a dependent!

(End of this chapter)