My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 815 Nailhead Book

"No way, he's chasing me again?"

Jiang Xinghuo put the bracelet on his wrist and waved his hand to condense a sharp wolf-fang spear.

At the same time, black fire surged behind him, forming a pair of wings and flying into the air. He hid in the shadow of the water tank and quietly looked at the door leading to the rooftop.

boom! boom! boom!
There were constant banging sounds coming from the rusty iron door, and the iron lock on it was gradually loosening. There were dents on the thin iron door one after another. Even if the lock on it was not broken, this broken iron door would be knocked down directly.

Jiang Xinghuo did not try to stop it. He slowly rotated the wolf-fang spear in his hand, waiting for the thing behind the door to rush out.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the last resort, Jiang Xinghuo really didn't want to take action against these poor people. It was tragic enough to die inexplicably in their sleep, but they didn't know that their lives had already come to an end, and they were still repeating their past lives day after day. Now they were turned into walking corpses by the thing called "Xi". It was no exaggeration to say that they had a miserable life.

But things in the world are often not as one wishes. Just when Jiang Xinghuo was hiding from those things and didn't want to have a head-on contact with them, the rusty and dilapidated iron door collapsed with a loud bang. Along with the dust raised by the heavy objects falling to the ground, a large number of distorted figures roared onto the rooftop and captured Jiang Xinghuo's trace at the first time.

This surprised Jiang Xinghuo a little. If these zombies searched the rooftop and finally found his hiding place, it would be understandable and he would not be too surprised. After all, the space on the rooftop is so small. If they wanted to look for him, they would sooner or later find him hiding in the shadow of the water tank.

But after these zombies rushed up, they immediately set their sights on him without any hesitation, as if they had known where he was hiding.

A zombie dressed like a Taoist priest threw out a few talismans, which exploded in mid-air and turned into a soaring fire dragon, rushing towards Jiang Xinghuo with its fangs and claws bared.

"A cultivator?"

Jiang Xinghuo spread his black fire wings behind him, and swung the wolf-fang spear in his hand down with force, splitting the fire dragon in two from the middle. Then the sharp spear tip went straight in, hitting the dragon, instantly tearing apart the several zombies blocking his way. The spear tip went straight into the chest of the zombie Taoist priest, and then with a twist of his wrist, the zombie Taoist priest was immediately burned to ashes by the black fire.

But before Jiang Xinghuo could retract his wolf-fang spear, the sound of a tiger roaring in the wind came from behind him, and a muscular man rushed over, holding the collapsed iron door in his hand, and swung it at him like a large brick.

Jiang Xinghuo did not dodge or evade. He swung the wolf-fang spear and directly lifted the iron gate. Then he slashed with the spear tip to cut open the strong man's belly. Black fire spewed out and turned into ashes and dissipated.

Jiang Xinghuo wielded the wolf-fang spear in his hand and engaged in a fierce fight with the zombies that surrounded him. Although the battle was one-sided, the zombies were outnumbered.

In the end, Jiang Xinghuo had no choice but to use the Taoist alchemy skills to include the entire rooftop within the alchemy furnace. Any zombies that rushed up would be refined by the Liu Ding Divine Fire.

As for whether these zombies will be resurrected again after being refined, it is no longer within Jiang Xinghuo's consideration. He can't put himself in a dangerous situation for such trivial matters.

Jiang Xinghuo activated the Six Ding Divine Fire to control the alchemy furnace formed by the Heavenly Master's alchemy technique. The power in his body began to be consumed more and more. He had no time to recover the consumed mana, and there was no way to use props to replenish it.

This is equivalent to a rootless spring; the more you use it, the less it will be. But there is no other way. Even if he leaves the rooftop and temporarily escapes the pursuit of these zombies, it won't be long before a new wave comes.

Jiang Xinghuo guessed that it must be the terrifying creature named "Xi" that left something similar to an anchor on itself, which could guide the zombies in the city to find itself in the shortest time.

At this moment, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly heard flashes of thunder behind him. He subconsciously turned around and looked back, only to see an old Taoist priest with bloodshot eyes and white hair quietly appearing behind him. A ball of blood-red lightning was brewing between his hands, and it suddenly struck towards him.

"Lefa!"

Jiang Xinghuo was suddenly shocked. He was already proficient in the art of thunder. Although he could not use it temporarily, it did not affect his eyesight and knowledge.

The thunder magic displayed by this old man was incredibly powerful, even stronger than his own. If he was hit head-on, the result would probably not be very good.

Therefore, when Jiang Xinghuo saw the lightning coming towards him, he immediately stretched out his right hand, intending to activate the power of the Heavenly King Sutra and use the Heavenly King Bell to block the lightning.

Unexpectedly, when the power in his body surged, the bracelet on his wrist suddenly burst into a emerald green light. The blood-red lightning that was as fast as lightning became extremely slow at this moment, as if the space was infinitely stretched and elongated, and the lightning could not reach him at all.

Just as Jiang Xinghuo was feeling puzzled, a figure condensed from black fire appeared in the air. With a slight wave of his hand, the white-haired old Taoist priest shattered instantly. With another wave of his hand, the zombies trapped in the furnace also vanished into thin air.

The entire rooftop was suddenly empty, clean and empty.

"Time flies by, but it's so short. You're lucky."

The figure formed by black fire spoke softly. Although he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, Jiang Xinghuo knew that this figure was the statue that sent him to this world.

"Senior... do you know what this is?"

Jiang Xinghuo asked, looking at the bracelet on his wrist and the pocket watch hanging on it.

"These magical instruments were refined by Xi's avatar projection. He controls the authority of time and space. These two magical instruments have also been tainted with a trace of His characteristics and possess some authority over time and space."

"This pocket watch can reverse or speed up time in a fixed area. It can be used to recover from injuries, or to perform certain special spells, such as the alchemist Sa Tianshi passed down from Bainiu Temple."

"The gift of that bracelet is "A world away from the near", which involves the power of space. It can make the space in front of you infinitely compressed or stretched. The range of influence is closely related to the user's cultivation."

"Xi's power is not that strong among the ancient gods from outer space, but the authority over time and space that he controls is extremely difficult to deal with. Even the strongest among the ancient gods will find it difficult to completely defeat Xi."

"Forget it. It's too early to tell you this now. When you become stronger, you will be qualified to participate in these things. The important thing is to leave here first."

As he spoke, the figure formed by black fire waved his hand, and Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt the stars moving and the scene around him began to change rapidly. When he came to his senses again, he had returned to the path in the spirit world, and his soul that had left his body had returned to his body.

Jiang Xinghuo finally breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the various powers flowing through his body.

The inheritance of the Heavenly Alchemy Technique and the Heavenly King Sutra did not disappear with his return to his original body. Even the Kitchen God Fire underwent new changes. The golden-red flame had transformed into a pure black flame without the slightest color. However, the characteristics of the Red Lotus Karma Fire, the Burnt Fire, the Netherworld Ghost Fire and other flames did not disappear. Instead, they were all integrated into the black fire.

Jiang Xinghuo turned over and stood up from the ground. The statue in front of him had turned into an ordinary stone statue, without any magical features.

"senior?"

"Senior, are you still there?"

Jiang Xinghuo called out twice, but there was no response from the other party. He originally wanted to ask about the other party's identity. He suspected that this mysterious master was the long-missing Kitchen God, and that the black fire was the real Kitchen God's fire. However, now he had no evidence, so he could only guess.

In desperation, Jiang Xinghuo had to turn around and go back the way he came. He now knew what was behind the black fog, so there was no need to continue to dwell on it. Moreover, it was about those ancient gods from outer space. With his current cultivation level, it was too much of a stretch for him to get involved. So he should not cause trouble for himself anymore.

Jiang Xinghuo walked back along the same path he came. The scene around him was changing rapidly, like a kaleidoscope of images, flashing by one after another that were impossible to capture.

When all the images disappeared, Jiang Xinghuo found himself back in the old house. However, unlike before, although this old house was gloomy and desolate, there was no trace of evil spirits. It was just like an ordinary abandoned building.

Jiang Xinghuo walked into those rooms. The architectural layout inside was similar, but the only main theme was dilapidated.

Jiang Xinghuo then realized that he had now left the spiritual world, and the ancient house he was in was just an ordinary house. Even if there were any good things here, they would have been taken away by others long ago.

After walking around the ancient house, Jiang Xinghuo didn't find anything, so he had to leave and go back outside.

"How was it? Did you gain anything?"

Qi Hu opened his eyes and asked.

"It was a wasteland, nothing was found."

Jiang Xinghuo spread his hands and told the truth about his findings. He did not lie. He really did not find anything in this ancient house.

Listening to his words, Qi Hu nodded. He had a prop with him that could verify whether what others said was true or false. Since the prop did not react, it meant that Jiang Xinghuo did not lie.

Little did he know that Jiang Xinghuo had entered the spiritual world unknowingly and gained a lot of benefits from it. He just thought that Jiang Xinghuo gained nothing after entering the ancient house.

More importantly, although Jiang Xinghuo stayed in the spirit world for several days, only a few minutes had passed in reality, which was why Qi Hu did not notice the problem.

After Jiang Xinghuo left the ancient house, he did not go anywhere else, but sat on the ground there, quietly waiting for the development of subsequent events.

After about half a day, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt the surging breath of magic power. He looked up and opened his eyes, only to see a figure appear not far away. He was upper body naked, tall, muscular, and looked to be more than two meters tall. He was about forty years old, with short silver hair, and his body was stained with a lot of blood. It was unknown whether it was his own blood or the blood of someone else.

But when Jiang Xinghuo saw this man for the first time, he felt like he saw a ferocious beast. He suddenly felt a fatal threat, as if the other party would tear his body to pieces in the next moment.

But when Qi Hu saw the other party for the first time, he immediately stood up from the ground and shouted: "Director!"

Director?
Jiang Xinghuo was stunned for a moment.

Chen Yuanchao?
Is this muscular man who looks threatening Chen Yuanchao?

What a joke! !

Jiang Xinghuo was completely stunned. It was not like he had never seen Chen Yuanchao before. He was just an ordinary-looking fat old man. How come he looked like this now?
"You are all here, that's good, it saves me a lot of trouble..."

Chen Yuanchao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no casualties, but soon became a little nervous again.

"Where's Zhou Hui?"

"And what about Xiao Li and the others?"

"Director Chen, can you see if it's them?"

When Jiang Xinghuo heard this, he immediately opened the world in the painting and released Zhou Hui and the people he found in the cemetery.

Chen Yuanchao finally put his mind at ease when he saw the unconscious people on the ground. He smiled and said:
"It seems that you are really Zhou Hui's lucky star. She told herself a fortune before she came in, saying that her life was in danger, but she would be able to turn the danger into good fortune and have the help of a lucky star and noble person. The fortune-telling of this clan is quite effective."

"It's just a small favor, and I just happened to catch up. But Director Chen, your appearance really opened my eyes."

"Small means are not worth mentioning."

Chen Yuanchao waved his hands, and his aura began to weaken rapidly. His figure returned to its original appearance, and he looked like a kind fat old man next door.

Then, he took out a piece of clothing from his storage items and put it on himself calmly.

"This is a little gadget I got inside. I'm giving it to you as a gift."

Chen Yuanchao took out something else and threw it to Jiang Xinghuo.

Jiang Xinghuo took it and looked at it. It was a yellowed, rough book with a leather case on the cover. Inside was a small bow, only the size of a palm, with three wooden arrows attached, and cinnabar talismans and spells engraved on them.

"The Nailhead Book (epic item) is a curse-killing item passed down from the royal family. As long as you put the hair and nails of the cursed person in the book and shoot them with a bow and arrow, you can kill their three souls and seven spirits. It can kill people invisibly and without anyone noticing."

Jiang Xinghuo opened the Sky-Peeking Eye and saw the details of the item. He was shocked because curse-killing items were not common, especially such high-quality items.

but……

Jiang Xinghuo looked up at Chen Yuanchao, then at the young man in the windbreaker beside him, and smiled: "Thank you, Director Chen. I will be honored to receive your gift."

Jiang Xinghuo put the nail-headed book into the empty drawer and said, "What are Director Chen's plans for next?"

"There's nothing here, and the entrance will be closed soon. If there's nothing else, let's leave first?"

"Okay, no problem for me. I'll listen to Director Chen."

"Okay, wait a moment..."

(End of this chapter)