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Chapter 14 A rare treasure found in the spiritual world(1/2)

 No, it’s too weird here.

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth, jumped up on the statue without saying a word, tore off the Nuo noodles, turned around and ran away.

As the Nuo noodles were taken away, the entire temple suddenly rumbled, and dust from the masonry continued to fall.

Li Chenshan suddenly raised his head, with a strange smile on his face as pale as a paper man, and black blood flowed from his facial features and seven orifices...

"Get out!"

Zhang Biao shouted angrily and kicked him.

Phew~

The dark wind howled, and the opponent disappeared instantly.

This time Zhang Biao saw clearly.

The ghost transformed by Li Chenshan dispersed like white mist when struck by him, but a vicious and evil thought lingered behind him.

The back of my head felt bone-chillingly cold for a moment.

Zhang Biao has understood the attack methods of these things. The first thing is to extinguish the three sun fires.

But he couldn't care less about it, because as the temple collapsed, a creepy feeling arose.

The child Aguang who was bitten to death by a poisonous snake seemed to become extremely excited, with a strange smile on his small black face, jumping up and down in the temple, and singing non-stop:

"The sky is dark, the night is vast, my mother is sewing clothes for me, the stars are out of light, I am heartbroken, who has given birth to a night-crying man..."

The sight in front of him was so bizarre that Zhang Biao's mind was filled with nothing but one thought:

Must escape!

Rumble...

At the moment when a stone beam collapsed, Zhang Biao ran out of the temple gate and rushed into the darkness without looking back.

Li Chenshan's ghost regrouped, his face pale and twisted, staring at the direction of Zhang Biao's escape, with only pure resentment in his dark eyes.

However, before he could pursue him, he was suddenly dragged into the darkness by a force...

Inside the ruined temple, rubble and dust fell, and the little ghost Aguang was flickering, still laughing and singing: "The sky is dark, the night is vast, my mother-in-law sews clothes for me..."

……………

It's so dark that it's hard to distinguish the four directions.

Zhang Biao ran quickly, his eyes full of anxiety.

After leaving the temple, he lost his way.

Perhaps because he had been away from the physical body for too long, he could feel that his energy was constantly passing away, the surroundings were getting colder and colder, and even his head was a little numb.

All of this is more than just an illusion.

In the past, things could be seen within five steps, but now, it is pitch black and dead silence just three steps away.

It's like the fire of the soul is gradually dimming.

Zhang Biao had a premonition that when his line of sight completely disappeared, he would be trapped in the spirit world forever.

Maybe when the time comes, it will turn into a ghost...

No wonder the Spiritual Eye reminds you not to step into the spirit world easily.

This is simply not an area he can touch at the moment!

As he ran, the black fog dissipated, and a stone wall appeared in front of him.

That’s it again!

Zhang Biao's eyes were filled with uncertainty.

He moved forward in the direction of his physical body in his memory, but for some reason, he kept spinning and bumped into the stone wall every time.

That was not the case just now.

Something is causing trouble!

Zhang Biao gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Everything here is beyond his knowledge, and the only thing he can do is to stay awake and move on.

But after just a few steps, his expression changed and he stopped, his eyes filled with astonishment.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of you.

He wears coarse rags, has a short body, a head full of white hair, and a face full of wrinkles, as if painted with white paint, and his eyes are dark and devoid of any emotion.

"Grandma Wu?"

Zhang Biao was stunned, and many things became clear instantly.

No wonder things happened one after another after leaving Tuwan Village. Now I am still trapped in the spirit world. It turns out that I was followed long ago.

Thinking of this, a surge of anger surged into his heart, and Zhang Biao scolded: "I know you are unwilling, but why are you pestering me? Do you think good people are easy to bully!"

However, Grandma Wu still looks the same.

The face is as white as paint, and the black eyes are cold.

Just when Zhang Biao was furious and ready to fight to the death, the ghost of Granny Wu suddenly moved.

The head clicked and twisted in an abnormal way, the left arm slowly rose, and the dry and pale hand pointed in one direction.

In the black eyes, tears of blood shed again.

Zhang Biao stopped, his eyes uncertain, then gritted his teeth and ran in the direction Granny Wu pointed.

The other party suddenly gave me directions.

Zhang Biao doesn't know whether it's good or bad, but at this point, he can only take a gamble.

After running for more than ten steps, Grandma Wu's ghostly figure appeared in front of her again. She still raised her hand, but pointed in another direction.

Zhang Biao said nothing and continued to rush into the darkness.

He can feel that this spiritual space is changing, and the darkness is getting colder and colder, as if it is coming to life, with vicious resentment.

It’s something from the Witch Temple just now!

Could it be that by taking off the Nuo noodles, I unintentionally released something ghostly?

Zhang Biao could no longer think carefully at this time, and could only follow the directions pointed by the ghost of Grandma Wu who kept appearing, and ran wildly.

Finally, he saw his own body.

Still maintaining the previous position, lying on the ground, still breathing, eyes blank.

However, the kid named Aguang, at some point, lay down behind his body.

There is a strange smile on the black and purple face.

This guy wants to have sex with you!

"Get out!"

Zhang Biao was filled with anger and used this energy to circulate the Three Yang Meridians.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Three flames suddenly rose above the head and shoulders, just like last time, erratic and rootless.

The sun fire is weak, but it instantly dispels the severe cold around it.

Zhang Biao could see clearly that not only his soul, but also the shoulders and head of his physical body were burning with small flames.

"Ah——!"

The face of the little ghost named A Guang was instantly distorted, and he let out a shrill scream, as if being burned by flames. His hands were suddenly raised, and then they were thrown into the darkness.

Zhang Biao, on the other hand, felt a strong suction coming from his body, and before he could react, his vision went dark.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and got up.

It was quiet inside the cave.

The brazier is still burning, and the light is uncertain.

Behind him, there is still ruins.

Witch Temple, Little Ghost Aguang, Grandma Wu...

The weird experience I had just now was like a nightmare.

However, Zhang Biao knew that this was by no means a dream.

He raised his left hand, and the terrifying bronze Nuo mask was suddenly brought out!

He didn't feel anything before, but now it was like holding a piece of solid ice. Not only was the coldness far worse than the ecstasy mirror, but it also felt like needle pricks, making his palms ache.

Zhang Biao already had experience, so he pulled out a piece of cloth, wrapped it in a knot, and carried it in his hand before he could take a closer look.

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