My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 808: Shroud Ghost

Seeing the strange vision looming before his eyes, Jiang Xinghuo's heart couldn't help but be a little fluctuating, not knowing what was going on.

"Illusion or a real place?"

Jiang Xinghuo stopped and stared at the ravine in front of him. It seemed as if the mountains stood in front of him, appearing illusory, overlapping and merging with the surrounding buildings. It looked messy, as if the picture was projected here from a distance.

However, the terrifying figures hiding in the ravine did not seem like false projections, because the powerful aura emanating from those things could not be faked at all. Jiang Xinghuo tentatively released his perception and faced those terrifying auras, but they disappeared in just a moment and also attracted the attention of an evil ghost.

It was an evil ghost hanged on a tree, wearing a blood-red wedding dress and with disheveled hair. The tree was not an ordinary tree, but a black dead tree with countless human heads inlaid on it. It was shaped like a human body, with fresh heads inlaid on it. Those heads were still screaming, which was breathtaking.

Jiang Xinghuo felt a little dazed after just one look from the evil spirit, and walked forward involuntarily. The heads embedded in the trees seemed to be calling him, eager to become one of them.

This feeling was very strange. Jiang Xinghuo knew in his heart that he shouldn't do that, but he just couldn't control his body. Just as he was about to walk to the feet of the evil ghost in the wedding dress, a bronze magic sword suddenly rose from the distance and slashed towards the wedding dress ghost like a thunderbolt. Jiang Xinghuo's mind instantly cleared up, and he regained control of his body and retreated without hesitation.

But on the other side, a rusty black guillotine also flew out of the ravine into the air, just in time to meet the bronze sword. The two sharp weapons collided in mid-air, and the friction sound was like a ghost crying and laughing. Jiang Xinghuo only felt his heart was agitated, and the head on the big tree also let out a shrill and piercing scream again. Iron chains also flew out of the ravine, like countless long snakes dancing, and entangled with him from all directions.

Jiang Xinghuo's palm flashed, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in his hand. At the same time, he activated his sword skills, cutting off all his distracting thoughts. He then raised a winding sword energy, breaking through the air and slashing at the flying iron chains.

However, as soon as the sword energy came into contact with the iron chains, it was dissipated by the negative energy above it. It did not cause any ripples at all, nor did it have any effect on the iron chains.

Jiang Xinghuo took a deep breath and was about to swing his sword to fight back, but he saw a black flame quickly spreading in front of him. He could vaguely see a figure appear in the flames, blocking the incoming chains and completely refining them with the flames.

At the same time, the looming mountains and ravines began to shake, and countless peaks collapsed into ruins, burying those horrible creatures within.

Jiang Xinghuo could see clearly that the collapsed mountain was exactly where the iron chain and the ghost guillotine were. Even the wedding dress ghost and the big tree full of heads were shaken by this sudden force and buried under a lot of rubble.

"The art of raising dragons?"

Jiang Xinghuo was not familiar with the source of the sword light and the black flame, but he was very familiar with the power that collapsed the mountain. It was the aura of the dragon-raising technique, but the opponent's cultivation was far above his own, and he had reached the level that could subvert the dragon veins and earth energy.

Jiang Xinghuo frowned. He now understood that the horrible creatures in the ravines before him were probably divided into two camps. One side had no good intentions towards him and just wanted to kill him. The other side might have good intentions towards him, but it might also be that they simply couldn't stand the other side and wanted to destroy the plans of those evil spirits.

Of course, there may be neutral third-party forces involved.

But generally speaking, he was temporarily safe now. The wedding dress ghost, the ghost guillotine and the iron chain could no longer pose any threat to him.

At least that's what it looks like for now.

At this time, a larger figure appeared behind the mountains and valleys. Its specific appearance could not be seen clearly, only a human figure could be vaguely seen. It held a huge copper coin sword in both hands. It just shook it slightly, and in an instant, the mountains and valleys shook together. The projection image that seemed like an illusion shattered instantly, and the connection with the surrounding environment was disconnected. Everything seemed to have returned to normal.

The arch bridge formed by the condensed Yin energy also gradually began to fall apart, and it seemed that it could disappear at any time.

"Want to run?"

Jiang Xinghuo snorted coldly and swung his left hand. The ring on his hand immediately flew out and turned into a black-gold flag in the wind. A black dragon was hovering on it, releasing endless light black light. It was like an inverted bowl, trapping the two-story building inside.

"You come when you want and leave when you want. You are really too carefree!"

Jiang Xinghuo used the Black Emperor's banner to trap the embroidery shop, and then slowly walked forward. The remaining four flags also appeared behind him, flashing different colors of brilliant light.

soon.

Jiang Xinghuo had already appeared inside the Black Emperor's banner. He stood outside the half-open door of the embroidery shop. A golden-red flame condensed in his palm, flashing with light golden lightning. Finally, it evolved into the appearance of a Dragon King's Taoist soldier. Then he waved his hand lightly forward, and the Dragon King's Taoist soldier immediately flew into the two-story building, and then the power of thunder and fire suddenly erupted!

Boom!

A loud bang was heard.

The two-story building was shaken continuously by the earthquake, but the seemingly dilapidated wooden building did not collapse into ruins, and even its appearance did not change much.

Only the half-open door was now wide open, but there was no one in the house. All the shadowy traces from before had disappeared without a trace.

But even so, Jiang Xinghuo did not put away the Black Emperor's banner. He would never let the Shroud Ghost go. Even if he could not use it for his own purposes, he could not keep it and cause trouble for himself.

Jiang Xinghuo strode into the house, and all he saw were rotten and old furniture, some of the tables, chairs and benches were so rotten that they were beyond recognition.

"Sir, what style of clothes do you want? Let me measure your size."

Jiang Xinghuo heard a voice behind him, and then a pair of cold hands approached him. Jiang Xinghuo immediately activated the Kitchen God's fire, and the Yan Emperor's banner behind him flashed a flame and turned into a vortex of fire, trapping the person who was speaking behind him.

Jiang Xinghuo then turned his head to look behind him, and saw a skinny old ghost standing in the center of the vortex of fire, holding a tape measure in his hand and a pair of sewing scissors and needle and thread on his waist.

But at this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly heard another voice behind him:
"Sir, what style of clothes do you need? Let me measure your size."

Jiang Xinghuo turned his head sharply, and saw another evil ghost behind him. She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, a delicate woman, holding the same measuring tape and tools, and speaking exactly the same words as the old ghost. "Ghost slave?"

Jiang Xinghuo immediately thought of this kind of thing. As the name suggests, it is a slave refined by evil spirits. They are usually living people who died at the hands of those evil spirits. After death, their minds were wiped out and they became accomplices and minions of the evil spirits.

At first he thought that the old ghost was the Shroud Ghost, but now a female ghost appeared who looked completely different but spoke similar words. Jiang Xinghuo roughly understood that these two were not the real body of the Shroud Ghost, but ghost slaves created by the Shroud Ghost!

If nothing unexpected happens, more ghost slaves will appear next. Jiang Xinghuo slapped the female ghost on the head, knocking her head directly into her chest. The Kitchen God's fire instantly surged out and burned the ghost slave into ashes.

The old ghost who came out first did not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes, and was swallowed up by the fire unicorn on the banner of Emperor Yan.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo heard sounds coming from all around. One ghost slave after another walked out from the depths, with smiles on their faces and saying the same words. Their purpose was the same, which was to get close to Jiang Xinghuo to measure the size of his body.

Jiang Xinghuo had an idea and activated the substitute puppet on his body. He escaped quietly and hid himself using dimensional magic, leaving only the substitute puppet to deal with the ghost slaves.

Moreover, he deliberately changed the size of the substitute doll so that no part of it was identical to his own. This way, the danger could be minimized to the greatest extent possible. Even if there was a curse-type killing pattern, he would be facing a substitute doll, and the original body would not be harmed.

Jiang Xinghuo quietly watched the substitute puppet fighting against those ghost slaves, and the size of its body was constantly measured by those ghost slaves.

Jiang Xinghuo was a bystander and he saw clearly that after the ghost slaves measured some of the size of the substitute doll, that part of the doll's limbs would be covered by black air and would be difficult to move, as if it had lost consciousness.

Finally, the ghost slaves used measuring tapes to measure the dimensions of all parts of the substitute doll, and a dark red shroud of blessings also appeared on the body of the substitute doll.

And at the moment the shroud appeared, Jiang Xinghuo felt the death aura spreading rapidly. The substitute doll began to rot, and large patches of corpse spots appeared, as if it had been dead for several days. In the end, the entire doll completely turned into a piece of rotten wood, corroded beyond recognition by the dark red shroud.

But the ghost slaves didn't seem to notice anything wrong. They just walked over one by one, stripped the shroud off the corpse, and then walked towards the second floor.

The other ghost slaves also scattered and returned to the room deep in the small building.

Jiang Xinghuo walked over and looked at the substitute puppet. A strong aura of death permeated the puppet. If this aura of death were to entangle a person, it would invade the limbs and bones within three days and cut off all life in the body.

This was after the shroud was taken off. If the shroud was still on the body, it would be difficult to survive even for three minutes, let alone three days. I'm afraid the person would have died if he put on the shroud.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the ghost slave walking towards the second floor, and immediately followed him quietly. When he arrived at the empty second floor, the scene that appeared before his eyes made Jiang Xinghuo's heart tremble.

The huge space on the second floor was filled with all kinds of funeral clothes, with all kinds of styles for men, women, young and old.

After the ghost slave came up, he found a place and hung the dark red shroud on an iron hook. In the darkness, it looked like a corpse, hanging there and swaying in the wind.

But what surprised Jiang Xinghuo was that he did not detect the existence of the shroud ghost on the second floor.

When he was downstairs just now, he was thinking about looking for the trace of the shroud ghost and then taking the opportunity to catch it off guard, but in the end he found nothing.

Is it possible that the shroud ghost is not in the store?
No!
If the shroud ghost is not there, then who created the ravine that previously hid countless evil spirits?

Jiang Xinghuo frowned and searched the second floor again without giving up, but still found nothing.

"You are quite good at hiding. If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain. I will light all your junk on fire first. If you can still hide, I will admit defeat."

Jiang Xinghuo deliberately raised his voice, and then waved the Yan Emperor's banner in his hand. Red flames swept out and transformed into a ferocious fire unicorn with scales and armor, which began to gallop around the shroud on the second floor.

Wherever the Fire Kirin passed, flames soared. The shrouds were unable to withstand the flames at all. It was like oil boiling in a raging fire. With a bang, they began to burn violently.

At the same time, a foul smell slowly spread from the fireworks, a sweet smell mixed with the smell of burnt flesh, forcing Jiang Xinghuo to close his sense of smell.

There were also noisy footsteps coming from downstairs. The ghost slaves sensed that the shroud was destroyed and rushed up from around the corner.

Jiang Xinghuo ignored those ghost slaves and just released the Black and White Impermanence in the acupoints, letting these two ghost messengers deal with those ghost slaves, which was just the right remedy for the disease.

He himself was concentrating on dealing with the matter at hand. When he was burning these shrouds just now, Jiang Xinghuo keenly noticed that something was wrong with the walls around him. At that moment, these walls seemed to suddenly come to life, and the texture of wood turned into flesh and blood.

Although it was only a moment, Jiang Xinghuo was sure that he was not mistaken. This gave him a guess in his heart, even though this guess was a little unbelievable.

That is this two-story building, which is most likely the real body of the shroud ghost. No one stipulates that evil ghosts must be in human form, or other living things. He just has a preconceived notion and thinks that the shroud ghost, like those evil ghosts in criminal law, has a human appearance.

If this small building is the real body of the shroud ghost, then some things would make sense, but whether this is true or not still needs to be verified.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo held the White Emperor's banner and waved it vigorously. The red-gold edge on the flag broke through the air and turned into a fierce beast, attacking the walls around the second floor.

The fierce and sharp aura filled the air, destroying everything that could be seen by the naked eye. Just as this sharp beast rushed towards the wall, the wall, which was originally rotten wood, immediately turned into flesh and blood, and twisted into a hideous face, spewing out a tide of evil aura, which collided with the evil spirit of the White Emperor's banner.

(End of this chapter)