If things were to develop normally, it would be his turn to show off his skills and find a way to get rid of the ghost aura shrouding Luo Xin street area. Then, he would defeat the subordinates of the Altar Master and return peace to this world.
Song Shuhang looked at the large amount of ghost aura above his head and sighed inwardly.
In the end, he was just a small cultivator of the First Stage Two Apertures Realm. He had never practiced any Buddhist or Daoist scriptures that could expel evil spirits.
Even though he had eight powerful 'exorcism talismans' on him, there was a limit to their range. Even if he used all of them in one go, he still wouldn't be able to get rid of all the ghost aura in the air above the village.
Therefore, good steel should be used on the blade. If he wanted to return peace to Luo Xin street area, it would be best to cut off the source of the ghost aura, find the subordinates of the Altar Master and eliminate them. The eight 'exorcism talismans' were to be used on the subordinates of the Altar Master.
As long as the mastermind behind the ghost aura was defeated, the ghost aura would naturally disperse when the sun shines.
Alright, thinking so much was useless. Song Shuhang, who didn't even know where the enemy was, could only wait for the enemy to appear and see how strong they were.
If the enemy was weak, then he'd fight!
If the enemy was strong, then he'd fight! He had the Lightning Palm, sword talisman, armor talisman, ancient bronze ring, disposable flying sword, and a strand of Doudou's dog fur. If he really used them, it wouldn't be a problem to get rid of a few people stronger than him!
If it really didn't work … he still had the 'Ten Thousand Mile Flying Escape Technique' and could fly to Senior White's side in one breath. At that time, no matter what happened, he would have Senior White's support.
While he was thinking, Tubo's grandfather welcomed Song Shuhang and the others into the house.
"Everyone, come in. I've picked some red bayberries these past few days. They're very sweet."
Tubo's grandmother had already prepared a sumptuous meal for Song Shuhang and the others. They hadn't even eaten anything when they were on the way here.
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"Grandfather, you called me two days ago and told me that something strange had happened in the village. What happened?" Tubo asked during the meal. He was still worried about his grandfather.
Grandpa sighed in his heart. Although the mysterious little girl wasn't here, since Tubo had brought it up, he wouldn't keep it in his heart. "There have been a few strange things happening in the village recently. First, do you still remember the mountain path you took to enter the village?"
Tubo nodded. He had heard his grandfather mention it on the phone.
"Within five days, there have been three consecutive traffic accidents on that mountain road." Tubo's grandfather said in a deep voice, "It wasn't a collision between two cars. The driver wasn't drunk or tired when he was driving. He just drove like that … Suddenly, the front windshield seemed to have hit a sharp object and was sliced open. Then, the car flipped over on the side of the road. Three traffic accidents, all exactly the same. "
If they were together, it could be treated as an accident. But if there were three identical strange traffic accidents, then something was wrong.
"In addition, about ten days ago, a strange disease appeared in the village." Tubo's grandfather frowned and said, "Many of the elderly in the village feel weak and listless. They feel sleepy all day long. At first, only one or two elderly people suffered from this strange disease. Later on, more and more people fell ill. Now, one-third of the elderly in the village are more or less feeling weak. "
"Did they go to the hospital? Could it be some kind of infectious disease? "Tubo asked worriedly.
"That's the really strange thing. All the elderly who fell ill went to the hospital for a checkup. However, there was only one cause — they had been too tired recently. The doctor assured them that they just needed to rest more and eat some supplements. Moreover, other than the elderly, the younger ones were all fine. "Tubo's grandfather said. Even he had been feeling slightly tired recently.
Song Shuhang stuffed a bayberry into his mouth and nodded inwardly. The younger ones were fine because they were physically strong. When the 'Altar Master's subordinates' sent ghosts over to absorb the 'qi and blood' of humans, they would only absorb a small amount. Therefore, the younger ones could still hold on, but the elderly would feel weak, powerless, and sleepy.
"Then there's the graveyard in the mountain behind our village." Tubo's grandfather smiled bitterly. "The graveyard keeper, Yellow Incisor, said that he personally saw a few ghost-like figures strolling around in the middle of the night. Moreover, they would soar more than ten meters high and disappear without a trace. "
There was a small public grave on the hill behind Luo Jie Street. Yellow Incisor was the graveyard keeper.
"Is Yellow Incisor blind from old age?" Tubo snorted coldly. Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of this fellow nicknamed Yellow Incisor.
"At first, we thought so too. However, a few of us took turns to accompany Yellow Incisor to the graveyard for two nights. We even saw a few figures disappear with a 'whoosh'." Tubo's grandfather sighed. If not for his old age, he would have personally gone to Yellow Incisor's grave to take a look.
The graveyard in the mountain behind? Song Shuhang's heart skipped a beat. Could that be the area where the Altar Master's subordinates were active?
Apart from that, Tubo's grandfather mentioned seven or eight other strange things.
It was precisely because so many strange things had happened at the same time that Tubo's grandfather, an old man who firmly believed in 'science is power. He believed in science and rejected superstition', felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that something was wrong.
Li Yangde listened quietly and sighed in the end. If so many things were to happen around him, he might even suspect that there was something wrong with him.
"Grandfather, should we prepare some black dog's blood?" Tubo teased.
Tubo's grandfather used his chopsticks to knock him lightly. "Don't talk nonsense. I'm just feeling uneasy and wanted to ask you to accompany this old man." “
Tubo laughed mischievously.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, the few of them drank some tea and started chatting.
Tubo's grandfather was a very good conversationalist. With him around, there was no need to worry about awkward silence.
After chatting for a while, Song Shuhang stretched and smiled. "Grandpa, I'm going out for a stroll to warm up my body. I just drove for five hours and my whole body is stiff. "
"Do you want me to accompany you?" Tubo blurted out.
Song Shuhang pointed at his feet and smiled without saying a word.
Yangde laughed heartily.
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After leaving Tubo's grandfather's house, Song Shuhang returned to the car first. He took out a long object from his backpack and carried it on his back.
It was the precious weapon Broken Tyrant.
Then, his gaze fell on a ghost floating on the roof of Tubo's house. It was a newly born ghost. It was transparent and couldn't even be considered as the lowest level ghost soldier. At most, it could be considered a wandering soul.
It kept swimming in front of Tubo's grandfather's house, but didn't break into the house. It was obviously trying to lure Song Shuhang out.
When Song Shuhang came out, the wandering soul started swimming in front of him … After swimming for a hundred meters, it stopped and waited for Song Shuhang.
'Is it trying to lure me over?' Song Shuhang thought to himself.
With both hands in his pockets, he held a 'exorcism talisman' in his left hand and a 'shield talisman' in his right, and followed behind the wandering soul.
After walking for a while, the wandering soul finally stopped on the roof of an ordinary three-story building. The door was ajar, obviously waiting for Song Shuhang to enter.
Song Shuhang stepped forward, gently pushed the door open, and entered.
There was no one in the room except for a landline phone that was on speakerphone.
"Hehe, you're here. So you're the one who killed the ghost soldier at the entrance of the village? "A man's obviously fake voice came from the phone.
Song Shuhang frowned. The other party was really cautious.
"Are you the one controlling the ghost soldier?" Song Shuhang asked in a deep voice, trying to get some information out of the other party.
"Hehe, that ghost soldier was indeed controlled by us, but we didn't expect a righteous cultivator like you to arrive so soon. But fortunately, your strength is not as strong as we thought. "The man's voice on the phone was strange.
Song Shuhang snorted coldly. 'I'm only at the First Stage Two Apertures, and you're really letting me down?'
"Let's get back to business. Forget about the stupid ghost soldier that you killed before. But we advise you to be quiet for the next few days. Leave after a few days in the village … We'll mind our own business! Otherwise, if you annoy us, we'll immediately activate all the ghosts and let everyone in the village die because of 'Qi and blood exhaustion'. At that time, how many ghosts can you block alone? "The man's voice on the phone said in a deep voice.
"Are you threatening me?" Song Shuhang said calmly.
"Hehe, you can think of it that way — we didn't mean to kill anyone. After all, the times are different now. We don't want to slaughter the village. We just need to quietly absorb Qi and blood for two days, and then we'll leave here. Wouldn't it be nice for you and us to spend these two days in peace? " The man on the phone said coldly: "Don't force us to kill. We don't want to kill, but that doesn't mean we won't!"
"Hehe." Song Shuhang laughed.
Suddenly, he took a step forward and punched the phone.
Boom …
The phone was smashed by his fist, and a cloud of black fog crawled out of it in a sorry state.
It was a ghost.
From the beginning, there was no man using the hands-free phone — — only a ghost hiding in the phone and communicating with Song Shuhang.
It wasn't an Altar Master's subordinate.
"Next time when you pretend to be a phone … can you at least plug in the phone? You're the only one who's stupid, but don't think everyone else is. "Song Shuhang turned around and punched the black fog.
"Damn it, you found out." The black fog changed and finally turned into a man wearing black armor. It was the same armor as the ghost soldier at the village entrance, but the man in front of him was a Ghost General.
Ghost General was equivalent to a Second Stage Cultivator. Different from ghost soldiers, Ghost Generals had awakened most of their memories from when they were alive, and they had a certain level of intelligence.
The Ghost General raised his hand, and a large shield appeared on his arm, blocking Song Shuhang's punch.
Boom …
Song Shuhang took a step back, and the Ghost General was also sent flying.
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