final catastrophe

Chapter 334 18. Ghost in the Candlelight (Third)

"The first sword god?"

Who can be "No. [-]" and also deserve the title of "God"?

Wu Shanyun wanted to laugh, but he looked at the domineering man with naked feet and wildly dancing hair, but holding a silver knife.

He trampled on the ruins, avoiding all ghosts, his demeanor was truly peerless.

He couldn't laugh immediately, because he still had some sharp eyesight.

At the same time, he was even more enthusiastic about the notebook in his arms. After all, this man's power probably came from the fourth seal recorded in the notebook.

Seeing that everyone is complete, Xia Ji said concisely: "Leave the city."

After all, he takes the lead and walks in the forefront. His body is like a mighty cheetah, and he is unparalleled. When he is wearing a white robe, he is an elegant knight, but once he takes it off, he is the most ferocious monster in the world.

Xia Mo blushed and followed closely behind.

The rest of the people still wanted to say more, but they heard the sound of evil ghosts coming from all directions, rustling, and countless strange sounds rubbing against the ground.

These sounds were like a suffocating membrane, spreading out from Xiaji's center, and although everyone was a survivor, even though they were ghosts, they also understood that once they escaped from the swordsman, they would be truly exposed to the evil spirits.

So they followed suit, and no one said much.

Maybe each of them harbored evil intentions, but their bodies still followed closely behind the strange man honestly.

I don't know where he is going with the crowd.

Xia Ji was just walking around at first, and his speed gradually became faster. Fortunately, he explained before this: "There are too many ghosts in the city. When I came here, I saw a large empty house in the wild. Maybe we can go there to settle down."

Although everyone was vigilant, they had no way out and had to follow him quickly.

"Do you also know that there are gathering places for those survivors in this city, maybe we can let them accompany you." Xia Ji suggested.

Wu Shanyun understood that during the period, they also went out to look for food. Naturally, they had dealt with several gathering forces here, so they probably knew where they were staying.

The group followed the route and quickly found several gathering places. When they appeared on the ground with about a thousand people, the sky was already as black as ink, and there were sharp cries everywhere, and pale figures crawling on the ground.

"Take me as the center, stand evenly, don't be dragged away from the periphery by the evil spirits." Xia Ji raised his voice.

dark night.

demon.

Centered on the swordsman wrapped in dry white robes, a group of people tidied up a bit, carried the food in the city on a cart, and went out of the city overnight.

The place where it was difficult to walk at first has become peaceful and peaceful at this time.

In the dead air, there are only wheels turning and distant strange sounds.

The survivors immediately felt a sense of security in their hearts, and changed from vigilance to observation along the way. Although the night was extremely dark, even the stars and moonlight could not penetrate the pale mist.

But because of the "Ghost Carving", their eyesight and hearing have been improved to a certain extent. Looking at the tragic scene on both sides of the road, they sighed for a while.

With a group of lovely lambs, Xia Ji quickly stepped out of the city gate.

And at the moment of going out, Wu Shanyun suddenly asked: "I know that there is a valley to the north of Shouyang City. The soil in that valley is extremely fertile, and it will turn into ghosts. If it is cultivated, there should be hope to grow wheat ears." .”

The reason why he said that was because he suddenly remembered the method of "sacrifice" recorded in the notebook.
He never hesitated to consider other people's thoughts from the worst angle.
If this man named Xia Ji has a team, and those teams can run rampant in this continent like him, and the ghosts will retreat, but they need more experimental products, so they come to Shouyang City.
Then the result is dire.

But there are thousands of people on my side, if there is a real contest, they may not lose.

I have to praise his idea for being close to the truth, just not close enough.

Xia Jiyi turned around and said: "Brother Wu, the strange house I saw before was also impossible for evil spirits to enter. So, do we still need to go to the North Valley?"

As soon as he said this, Wu Shanyun had nothing to say.

Because they were dragging hundreds of carts of food and a lot of luggage, the speed of the group was relatively slow. Fortunately, Xia Ji was there, but no ghosts came, which made the survivors feel even more hopeful.

At dusk the next day, a large house with a rather strange architectural style appeared in the distance.

There are dry and sharp fences on the outside, strange giant flying fish carved on the wall of the house, and a terrifying black cat with three heads and one hundred eyes.

At this time, there were no candles in the room.

The door of the house slowly opened as everyone came, and a strange breath came from the door.

The candle was lit with a bang, and the candle flame was emerald green with a strong green color.

Puffy.
The candles unfold gradually, like will-o'-the-wisps covering the road to the underworld.

A pale face suddenly hung down from the roof, Xia Ji squinted his eyes, but saw that the face was Ye Yan who stayed in the house before.

"You're back." Ye Yan looked at the thousands of people in front of the door, his pupils suddenly turned white, and he let out a weird laugh, his lips parted.
Xia Ji closed his eyes and felt it, the black ant beads in the ground seemed to have disappeared
But there are still no evil spirits in this room.
However, the appearance of this woman made many of the survivors who had a relatively short period of "healing" and "talented" immediately release ghost carvings and stand ready.

Xia Ji just glanced at it, and understood that what was hiding in this woman's body was definitely not the original soul, but something occupied the body. As for the original soul, it might have been eaten, or it might have been suppressed.

He recalled that Xi Xi once said that Ants are delicious and nourishing food for Xi, Xi, Yi, and even the deeper existence of death.

And this existence can still speak human words after occupying the human body.

This all shows it. Well, its learning ability is good, a foreign language can be studied thoroughly in just a few days, it is really a school master.

Therefore, Xia Ji took two steps forward, reached out and grabbed the charming and weird woman who was hanging upside down.

He didn't stop, so the woman was dragged by him and entered the house. In the light of fireflies, the figures of the two were projected on the wall.

The former shows an elongated human figure, while the latter is a strange monster with a snake-like tail, a shark head, and eight claws, which is projected on the wall by the fluorescent green candlelight.

Xia Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then a strong wind blew up inside the house, and the wind swept past the candlelight, and the green flame was blown by the wind, lengthening and shortening, but it couldn't be extinguished.

"Ye Yan" giggled, and under the green fire, her figure looked even more strange, like thorns spreading out from the monster's body, stabbing slowly out in the void.

Xia Ji shook his head, snapped his fingers, and all the green fires were extinguished immediately.

Outside the house, the group of people remained silent, as if they did not dare to enter.

The inexplicable gust of wind closed the wooden door with a bang.

In the darkness, Xia Ji took out the Ant Black Bead and said, "Do you want to eat this?"

(End of this chapter)