Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

"That's just a ghost that's practiced gecko kung fu and is going crazy. Don't worry about it. Besides, the ghost possession won't last long... I think it's most likely that this naughty kid didn't resist, otherwise how could he be possessed so easily?" Bai Yu didn't bother to care: "If his physique is like this, it's useless to help him."

After explaining, Bai Yu asked Qin Xuezao: "-What's going on in the theater?"

"I don't know, there isn't much Yin energy over there." Qin Xuezhao shook his head.

"No... this is worse." Bai Yu frowned silently. He seemed to remember that when they separated before, the three people responsible for exploring this area were Wu Shanshan, Qiu Tongtong and Zhang Ji. There has been no news about these three people until now.

He took out his phone and found that the signal was so weak that he couldn't make any calls. Even after connecting to the Internet, the screen would freeze when he opened the browser and loaded an ad.

I finally found a high place, but after the signal dropped to two bars, I couldn't get through on the phone.

"Something might have happened over there." Bai Yu said to Kong Wen, "We have to go and take a look."

"Ah?" Kong Wen asked a question from the bottom of his heart: "If we go there, what if we send it?"

"Then why don't you stay?" Bai Yu glanced at the old friend and wondered why you are so obedient to your heart?

Kong Wen was not like this before. Even if he was frowning while playing, he would not use the ultimate escape every time, right?

"Don't be ridiculous. We have to go all the way." Kong Wen glared at Bai Yu: "How can I watch you die?"

"That sounds like human language."

"I should at least pack some popcorn and some chips..."

"?"

"Hey! You know, Zhang Ji brought a Vajra Mantra with him, and he couldn't handle this. Don't you think there's something wrong?" Kong Wen stroked his chin and analyzed, "And yet, the Xuantiansi hasn't shown up yet. There are two possibilities: one, this is truly an accident; two, everything looks dangerous, but in reality, it's under control."

"Your IQ and EQ are really on point in this relationship." Bai Yu also listened to his analysis and continued, "So, what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, we have to be fully prepared," Kong Wen pointed at the tent. "Why don't you try to look for more? Maybe there are other treasure chests?"

"Do you think this is Teyvat, where there are treasure chests for you to open every day? And even if it is Teyvat, the treasure chests are all full of garbage." Bai Yu couldn't help but swear.

He immediately glanced at Kong Wen and touched his chin: "No, there's something wrong with you."

"What's wrong with me?" Kong Wen didn't think so.

Bai Yu suddenly raised his hand: "Wow, there's someone dancing to the Pure Land over there!"

"What? Where, where?" Kong Wen immediately followed the line of sight and tried to look over to get a clearer look.

The next moment, Bai Yu slapped Kong Wen on the side of the face with a palm that could bring him back to reality. With a sharp snap, Kong Wen flew backwards.

At the same time, a shadow fell from his body and fell to the ground. It was a middle-aged man with a bloated figure. The front of his clothes had "coward" written on it, and the back had "coward" written on it.

Kong Wen covered his face and took a deep breath, making a small contribution to global warming.

"Hiss, this slap reminds me of my grandma's fatal child dragging..."

He turned around and met the eyes of the ghost of the middle-aged man on the ground: "Hey, you!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly tried to get back into Kong Wen's body, but the next moment, the two of them collided with each other, and his head made a crisp sound.

"It hurts!" The coward covered his forehead and said, "What's going on? Why can't I get in?"

"Because there's no room for you to exploit. You're just exploiting the gaps in people's hearts. Not everyone is a coward all the time." Bai Yu said expressionlessly, and at the same time handed the lotus lantern to the coward. The flame illuminated his face like an interrogator: "Tell me, you've influenced Lao Kong's mind. What exactly do you want to do?"

The coward screamed, "Help!"

But Kong Wen grabbed him by the hind legs and said, "You still want to run? You're the one who cast a spell on me, right? I was wondering what was wrong with me!"

Kong Wen clenched his fists: "I am a tough guy, there is no way I can become a coward. It's all your fault. You easily raped me!"

The coward yelled, "Please spare my life! Two brave men, I don't want to do this either. I just want to save my life!"

"Save your life? Save what life?" Kong Wen raised his eyebrows: "I won't really beat you to death."

"I'm not saying you should beat me to death... No, you don't want to beat me to death!" The coward immediately knelt down: "Mercy, mercy, please have mercy on me and let me go!"

Bai Yu stamped his foot, releasing the murderous aura of the battlefield: "Quiet!"

The coward's pockets were wet, but unfortunately he was already a ghost.

"What are you hiding from?" Bai Yu asked, "You're clearly a ghost."

"Theatre, the theatre." The coward pointed to the distance. "The things inside are coming out, coming out!"

"What's coming out?" Kong Wen looked at Bai Yu: "Is she giving birth in there?"

"Maybe it was born by my mother." Bai Yu spread his hands.

Chapter 138: Hua Dan

Just five minutes before Bai Yu met the coward.

Zhao Ping'an received a message.

It is an application from the Xuantiansi Observation Department.

The content of the application is - the activities of the ghost den guarding the mountain are intense and there seems to be a risk of expansion... Request a response from the superior.

"How far is the nearest observation point from here?" Zhao Ping'an asked.

"It's on the nearby hilltop and can be reached in about ten minutes." An intern in charge of observation replied.

"Let's go take a look now." Zhao Ping'an grabbed Monk Kongjian's arm and said, "You should come with us too. If anything goes wrong, we'll need your divine power."

"What about here?" someone asked.

"Hasn't the entire town been searched? The reports we received indicate there's nothing amiss. At most, there are only a few earthbound spirits and obsessed ghosts left, which isn't enough evidence. The nearby mountain roads have also been blocked." Zhao Ping'an believed there was no problem. "If anything unexpected happens, just keep an eye on it."

As he spoke, he and Monk Kongjian went to a nearby observation point to check if the mountain-guarding ghost den really showed any signs of expansion, because this year's activities were much more intense than in previous years and had also started three days earlier, so they had to be taken seriously.

……

Let’s talk about Wu Shanshan again.

The three of them were responsible for finding other missing classmates.

We actually met two of them on the way and took them back to their tent.

After that, I continued searching and inevitably saw the theater ahead.

"I have a bad feeling." Zhang Ji shone his flashlight upwards. "Since ancient times, places like theaters have been a gathering place for yin energy... If there are ghosts performing in there in the middle of the night, it would be even more terrifying."

"Did you see this at a storytelling session?"

"No, this time I saw it in a movie." Zhang Ji said, "It was a big online movie."

"Isn't that a bad movie?"

"There are also fine ones!" Zhang Ji argued, and then he saw Wu Shanshan reaching out and pushing open the door of the theater, and a teeth-grinding sound of wood rubbing against each other was heard.

"I told you not to go in." Zhang Ji reminded.

"But what if there are classmates in there?" Wu Shanshan asked, "Just leave him here and ignore him? If there really are vengeful spirits or evil ghosts, we have to go in and take a look, right?"

"Aren't you afraid of giving yourself away?"

"I'm afraid, but I have to go anyway." Wu Shanshan said calmly, "I haven't found my three classmates yet."

"So you're not afraid of turning into Calabash Brothers to save your grandfather?" Zhang Ji still didn't want to go in.

"If you don't want to go in, forget it." Qiu Tongtong rolled her eyes. "The two of us will go in, and you stay outside to keep watch, okay?"

Zhang Jiyi said sternly: "Of course!"

The two girls entered the theater and looked quite confident, while Zhang Ji waited for a seat at the theater entrance and silently turned off the flashlight.

The scene inside the theater was very strange. It looked intact from the outside, but from the inside, it was full of traces of fire. The ground was covered with carbonized marks, and even the theater stage in front seemed to have been burned by fire. However, because it was built with blue bricks, it did not collapse.

Wu Shanshan turned on the flashlight, and the light illuminated the theater stage, immediately revealing the three figures on it.

They were clearly three classmates.

"Little leopard, little tiger, little cat!" Qiu Tongtong shouted.

But the three students on the stage did not move, just stared with wide eyes, with opera flags behind them, one of them waving a Guandao in his hand, and his face was smeared with a mess of white and black powder, standing on the stage like stiff sculptures.

Wu Shanshan stopped Qiu Tongtong who was about to go on stage: "They seem to be possessed by evil spirits."

"Do you want to give it a try?" Qiu Tongtong took out the evil-breaking talisman and immediately chanted "Righteousness breaks evil" according to Zhang Ji's previous instructions.

In an instant, the evil-breaking talisman in his hand released a white light, which hit the person on the stage hard. The latter fell directly to the ground, and the flags behind him were scattered all over the ground, and he could no longer move.

The other two suddenly came to their senses, one holding a sword in his hand, and the other holding a Guandao in his hand and jumped off the stage.

"You will die!"

He was still singing in an opera tune.

Wu Shanshan originally thought it was fine, but when she saw the Guandao in the other party's hand slashing down and directly splitting the ground, she suddenly realized: "That's not a prop, it's the real thing!"

They immediately tried to dodge, but the two ghosts were too fast and jumped into the air to block their way.

Qiu Tongtong threw out the second evil-breaking talisman, but this time it didn't work and only repelled one of the people.

"Don't use talismans carelessly!" Wu Shanshan shouted. She rolled forward to avoid the sword that was stabbing at her chest, and stabbed the man's thigh with the copper coin sword in her left hand.

The sharp copper coin cut the palm of his hand, releasing a burst of light instantly. The latter rolled on the ground repeatedly as if his body was suffering from electric shock, exhaled a puff of white smoke, and stopped moving.

The second one is also done.

But she felt weak for a moment and could hardly stand up, because the copper coin sword absorbed blood and energy, and also consumed her own energy.

A light knife slashed towards her neck from behind, and Wu Shanshan was unable to dodge it. Fortunately, Qiu Tongtong arrived in time and opened the scripture in her hand. One of the pages released a red light, blocking the attack.

The force also caused it to recoil and lose its balance.

She took this opportunity to throw out the third evil-breaking talisman.

The ghost was hit right between the eyebrows and was immediately broken apart from the human body. It turned twice in the air and then disappeared with a scream.

"The third one!" Qiu Tongtong gasped: "Is this all resolved?"

Wu Shanshan was also frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. "Luckily, we escaped unharmed. If we hadn't had these props, we would have been chopped to death like the villains in the play."

"Treacherous?"

"These three people are probably dressed like Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, Wang Chao, and Ma Han." Wu Shanshan, who also studies drama, said, "I've seen performances of this before, but I'm not sure if it was The Execution of the Prince Consort or The Black Basin..."

"Wait, you said four." Qiu Tongtong realized, "But there are only three here. Where did the other one go?"

"Maybe we don't have enough people." Wu Shanshan looked at the three people lying on the ground and said, "Let's drag them back first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a faint singing voice coming from the stage.

——The flowers bloomed in all their splendor, but now they are all left to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What can we do about the beautiful scenery and the good weather? Whose yard can we enjoy the pleasure?

The two of them froze, only to see an extremely beautiful woman on the stage dancing and singing in circles.

—The trees in the garden are unaware that people have all left, yet in autumn and spring they still bloom as they once did. Only the carp in the pond are sentimental, still guarding the fallen flowers for the departed.

She was clearly singing a sad song.

Wu Shanshan said stiffly, "This is from The Peony Pavilion."

Qiu Tongtong asked softly, "What's wrong with that? Doesn't it sound pretty good?"

"The story of the Peony Pavilion is about a woman who suffered a life-and-death struggle. It's not a good one at all!" Wu Shanshan shook her head heavily. "I don't want to be Li Niang. This ghost is very dangerous. Let's retreat!"

She grabbed Qiu Tongtong, not wanting to pay any attention to it at all. She turned her head away, just wanting to quickly escape from the voice behind her, but she only felt that the voice was getting closer and closer.

It seemed as if the door was getting farther away, while the back was getting closer and closer to the arena.

Wu Shanshan said, "Don't look back! Close your eyes and run. This must be an illusion!"

The two girls had no experience, but Qiu Tongtong could feel that the scriptures in her hands were rolling and being consumed one by one.

This proved that they were indeed under attack, but it was unclear where it was coming from.

Fortunately, they stumbled all the way and ran to the door before the scriptures were used up.

It was less than three steps away, and he could push open the half-open door with just a hand.

"Zhang Ji, Zhang Ji!" Wu Shanshan shouted, "Open the door quickly!"

Then a ray of light came through the crack in the door, and at the end of the light was the flashlight in Zhang Ji's hand.

They just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they could finally escape.

But after waiting for a few seconds, Zhang Ji did not move. He clearly heard it.

Just silently lowered the flashlight in his hand, and then stretched out his hand...