The demon monk in the second dimension

His face showed anger, but he didn't move his body. Instead, he attacked Xia Zhi in another way.

Next to the sign, a street lamp that had been broken for who knows how long suddenly lit up, casting a faint glow in the hazy mist.

At the edge of the light, a shadow rushed towards him.

It was only then that Xia Zhi discovered that the guiding ghost had no shadow under the light.

"What a coincidence, I don't have this either!"

Xia Zhi stood still, neither activating her Ghost Domain nor allowing the shadow to approach and attack her.

He planned to subdue the ghostly figure and make it part of his puzzle.

The shadow first stuck to Xia Zhi's feet, and then gradually climbed up from his feet, trying to cover his body.

An extremely cold and eerie, yet violently penetrating chill emanated from the ghostly figure, threatening to seize Xia Zhi's body along his feet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, when the ghost made contact with her, Xia Zhi shot out bandages from her body, wrapped them around her feet which were covered by the shadow, and grabbed the shadow.

This ghost is far more terrifying than the ghost hand and the wrestling leg.

When Xia Zhi's bandages were applied, the originally white bandages quickly turned a faint blackish-gray, as if Xia Zhi's legs were emitting a hazy, grayish athlete's foot.

However, the bandages were not enough to suppress it, and the ghostly figure continued to climb upwards.

Seeing this, Xia Zhi wrapped the wound with two more layers of bandages, completely sealing the gaps in the bandages, before finally suppressing it.

Using a binding method, Xia Zhi tied the ghostly figure to her feet.

The ghostly figure stretched its shadow several times, making it very long, completely defying the principles of optics. It tried to escape from Xia Zhi's body, but it was powerless to do so.

At the same time, the power of the black mud in Xia Zhi's body seeped outward along the bandages, aiming to completely subdue this ghostly figure.

Having been certified by the miniature world, the evil of this world, after reaching its ultimate sublimation, is simply a matter of dimensional reduction for demons.

Soon, the ghostly figure was tamed into a part of Xia Zhi, and had no power to resist anymore.

The ghostly figure standing on the signpost fell to the ground with a thud, its body quickly rotting and emitting a foul stench.

After mastering the Ghost Shadow, Xia Zhi discovered that the guiding ghost was just a facade, and the shadow was its true form.

Its killing rule is to give directions, and it often appears at intersections where roads branch off to proceed.

If you choose the dead end, the ghostly figure will attack from the surrounding lights.

On the other hand, the direction the path to survival points to is not a safe place, but rather the location of other vengeful ghosts.

They're going to mess with you no matter what, it's just really annoying.

On the rotting corpse of the guiding ghost, the sharp-eyed Xia Zhi spotted something unusual.

"what is this?"

He picked it up and saw that it was actually two colorful paper money bills, and they were fake three-yuan bills that were obviously fake.

If you try to buy something with this three-yuan note, the shopkeeper will definitely knock your head off!

Clearly, this money isn't for people, it's for ghosts.

"As the saying goes, money makes the world go round. This ghost money must be useful, let's put it away first."

After carefully storing the ghost money dropped by the monsters, Xia Zhi first headed to the Arhat Hall on the left.

Before the Ghost Realm is opened on the summer solstice, the Ghost Temple is shrouded in a layer of gray mist, with visibility of only about ten meters.

As Xia Zhi approached the Arhat Hall, she discovered that the main door was open.

He was just standing at the doorway when a chill emanated from it.

The body of the Summer Solstice is actually made of bandages, making it impervious to water and fire, and unaffected by heat or cold.

Anything that makes him feel a change in temperature is definitely problematic.

Xia Zhi took a long stride to step into the threshold of the Arhat Hall, but was unexpectedly tripped by the seemingly low threshold.

He swayed and stumbled into the Arhat Hall.

Suddenly, the bandage around Xia Zhi's neck came undone, and the skull wrapped in the bandage fell off with a snap.

Xia Zhi's head rolled a few times on the ground, and ended up facing the threshold of the Arhat Hall.

When others look closely, they realize that this is not a threshold at all, but clearly a ghost lying there with its legs stretched out and its face stiff.

Xia Zhi asked with some surprise.

"Is this obstructing my view? Is there a ghost realm in this Arhat Hall?"

But it's like everyone has a ghost realm.

The bandage around Xia Zhi's neck automatically retracted, pulling her head, which had fallen to the ground, back into place.

At the same time, Xia Zhi opened his five-layered ghost domain, which instantly covered the entire Arhat Hall.

The ghost realm was shrouded in darkness, but Xia Zhi was still able to see.

The threshold of the Arhat Hall was originally only ten centimeters high, which could be easily stepped over, but the ghost's corpse was nearly twenty centimeters high, making it easy to trip over.

Several bandages extended from Xia Zhi's body, wrapping around the ghost and suppressing it.

The ghostly shadow beneath his feet also lent a hand. The pitch-black shadow enveloped the ghost, gradually covering his body and invading it.

Under the pressure from both sides, the ghost's body quickly began to melt.

His upper body dissolved rapidly, turning into a pool of unidentified liquid that emitted a foul, rotten stench, while his two legs remained.

These two legs were as stiff as wood, unable to bend, lying there straight, held up by Xia Zhiyong's bandages.

It seemed that the suppression was about to succeed, but this appeared to have disrupted a certain balance.

Xia Zhi saw that ghosts were attacking him again in his ghost realm.

It was a corpse that suddenly appeared on a prayer mat in front of the Arhat Hall.

He knelt on the prayer mat, but his unseeing face was not turned toward the Arhat, but toward the Summer Solstice.

When the ghost knelt down, Xia Zhi was as if she had been frozen in place, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost continued to bow down, wanting to kowtow to Xia Zhi.

Kneeling down like that isn't about getting money, it's about losing your life!

Xia Zhi reached out and took out her beloved little axe from her cloak, then swung it at the ghost's head.

"middle!"

With a thud, the axe whistled through the air and cleaved into the ghost's skull, embedding itself deep within.

There was no blood flowing from the wound, only a deep, dark area that looked like a piece of cloth.

Just as the ghost was about to kowtow to Xia Zhi, with a bang, the handle of the axe hit the ground, preventing him from bowing.

The ghost didn't seem to know how to get up and pull out the axe; it just froze there, remaining in its kneeling position without moving.

Xia Zhi stood still and first brought her two old, stiff legs, which were bound by bandages and could not bend, to her side.

Xia Zhi bound the two legs with bandages, intending to use black mud to devour the original wrestling legs, but the wrestling legs merged with these threshold legs instead.

They are like complementary puzzle pieces.

Soon, the legs were fused together, and Xia Zhi also had new, strange rules.

These legs are now free from thresholds or stairs; if anyone trips over them, their head will fall off their neck.

Being kicked down or knocked over also counts.

However, the only drawback is that these legs are really like wood, with the flesh on them stiff and unable to bend at all.

After binding her legs with bandages, Xia Zhi could feel herself becoming stronger.

By devouring some more ghosts or piecing together parts of his body, his ghost domain will be strengthened to the sixth level.

After cleaning up her new leg, Xia Zhi looked at the kowtow ghost whose head she had cracked open.

The shadow beneath his feet consciously stretched forward, intruding through the wound on the head of the kowtowing ghost, trying to suppress the body.

Once the shadow and the kowtowing ghost are connected, Xia Zhi can move by stepping on the shadow.

Upon arriving before the kowtowing ghost, Xia Zhi finally understood his rules for killing.

This ghost can freeze a person's legs in place if they kneel down, and the person will die if they kowtow.

Previously, Xia Zhi's single wrestling leg was immobilized, which shows that the kowtowing ghost is much stronger than an ordinary ghost.

However, it's worth mentioning that the wrestling leg can be tripped up by the threshold ghost, and even kicking the female ghost over can't stop her from moving for even a second, which shows that it is very weak among ghosts. Any slightly stronger ghost can easily defeat it.

Xia Zhi strongly rejected the ability to kneel and kowtow.

He plunged his left hand into the head of the kowtowing ghost, but what he touched was not flesh and blood, but nothingness.

At this moment, the black mud crawled out from Xia Zhi's left hand and gradually devoured the ghost.

Taking this opportunity, Xia Zhi looked up and around to assess the situation in the Arhat Hall.

The Arhat Hall displays twelve Arhat statues, which are similar in size to humans, but each has a different shape.

Their expressions were varied, their faces were ferocious, and their movements were bizarre, unlike most of the Arhat statues that Xia Zhi had seen.

It's practically performance art.

On the summer solstice, it was discovered that among these twelve Arhats, there were reclining Buddha statues, Buddha statues with their hands outstretched pointing to the left and right, and Buddha statues kneeling on the ground preparing to kowtow.

These Buddha statues are all damaged, with large and small fragments lying on the ground.

Coincidentally, Xia Zhi also encountered three ghosts like that.

In addition, three Buddha statues were damaged, while the other six remained intact.

Xia Zhi recalled that Mishima had told him before that gold could trap demons.

Therefore, these Buddha statues are more like ghosts than Arhats!

This isn't a hall of arhats at all, it's a hall of ghosts!

These twelve Buddha statues were probably originally imprisoned by a ghost in each one.

Now, six ghosts have escaped, but six more remain imprisoned.

Before it rusts, copper is golden in color, very similar to gold, and is often used to make Buddha statues.

However, these golden Buddha statues are not cast in brass, but in real gold, making them incredibly valuable!

Xia Zhi guessed.

"It seems someone discovered that these Buddha statues were actually made of gold and sabotaged them, accidentally releasing the sealed ghosts, which caused the incident? So this temple was actually man-made, originally intended to suppress evil spirits?"

Summer Solstice opened her ghostly domain, once again enveloping the entire temple and observing its layout.

He discovered that some of the rooms had their doors closed, meaning that while his ghostly domain couldn't break through to enter, it also meant that the things inside couldn't get out either.

Those rooms with their doors open are probably already in a state of chaos, with fierce ghosts unleashed.

Thinking back to the three withered trees in front of the square, the leaves that could suppress ghosts, and the ghosts hanging all over the trees, Xia Zhi knew that her guess was correct.

Although the spiritual energy began to recover several months ago, this world must have experienced a spiritual energy recovery before, which led to the rampant presence of evil spirits.

At that time, in order to suppress evil spirits, the demon tamers of the island nation built such a temple.

However, as time goes by, those ghost tamers from many years ago may have encountered accidents one by one, leaving no time to look after them.

Until recently, with the resurgence of spiritual energy and the interference of external forces, the ghosts in the temple coincidentally escaped.

A smile appeared on Xia Zhi's bandaged face.

"To others, this is a ghost realm where there is no chance of survival, but to me, it's a dungeon where I fight monsters and level up! If I can subdue and devour all these ghosts, my ghost realm can evolve at least twice!"

He grabbed an axe from the side and chopped a large gash in a perfectly intact golden Arhat statue.

Immediately afterwards, the bandages on Xia Zhi's body and her shadow poured into the opening, trying to suppress the ghost inside.

Chapter 430 Ghost Realm Evolution, Bizarre Ancient Well

Faced with the dual suppression of the summer solstice bandages and the ghostly shadows, as well as the suppression of the ghost domain, the ghost inside the golden statue, whose nature was unknown, simply could not withstand it.

The black mud happily crawled into the golden statue along the bandages and stuck to the ghost inside.

Once the black mud touched the little devil, it was as if he had encountered the King of Hell, and immediately became obedient.