The night was dark.
In the basement, Luo Yuan was lying in his sleeping bag with his eyes closed.
Huang Jiahui tossed and turned, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She sat up from her sleeping bag and whispered, "Say something. What's going on?"
Luo Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. "Shh, don't talk. There's movement."
Just as Huang Jiahui was about to ask what was going on, she heard some movement in the basement. She quickly held her breath, her heart pounding. The basement was pitch black, and she was still in her sleeping bag, so she couldn't see what was happening outside.
It was not until Luo Yuan opened the sleeping bag that she saw a black shadow standing up from behind the shelf where everyone was sleeping. His movements were stiff and he was staggering. Even Huang Jiahui felt goosebumps on her back when she saw such a strange scene in the dark.
She covered her mouth tightly, and her eyes shone with a horrified light.
She quickly took out her gun, but Luo Yuan stopped her. "It's Ning Xiaoran. Don't shoot."
Huang Jiahui let out a sigh of relief, but what Luo Yuan said next almost made her scream again.
"She's being controlled by something. Don't disturb her. Where will she go?" Luo Yuan said calmly. Since they could not find the mutated creature, they could fish. As long as they followed Ning Xiaoran, they would find the culprit sooner or later.
Ning Xiaoran seemed to be able to see in the dark. Although she moved slowly, she was able to accurately avoid obstacles every time. Step by step, she walked toward the basement stairs. Her heavy footsteps were exceptionally clear in the dark.
"Hey, there's another one." Just as Ning Xiaoran was about to walk out of the basement, another figure stood up shakily. It was Huo Dong.
The entire basement seemed to be filled with a cold and gloomy aura that made people shiver. As Ning Xiaoran, who was at the front, opened the door to the basement, one figure after another stood up shakily and walked out of the basement.
Even Wang Shishi, who had been sleeping soundly, could not escape. She stood up with empty eyes, as if she was sleepwalking. Huang Jiahui grabbed Luo Yuan.
Mystery was the scariest thing. Many people were not even afraid of bullets, but they were afraid of ghosts.
Luo Yuan quickly grabbed Wang Shishi's arm. He remembered how he had woken up Ning Xiaoran, so he used his Qi to stimulate her. She screamed and woke up.
She was still in a daze, and when she saw Luo Yuan and Huang Jiahui sitting in their sleeping bags, she asked curiously, "Is it morning already? I just had a nightmare and it scared me to death! "
"It's not dawn yet, but don't sleep yet. It's very dangerous now. If anyone finds anyone asleep, wake her up immediately and wait for me to come back!" Luo Yuan said seriously.
Wang Shishi finally remembered what Luo Yuan had said to her during dinner. Her face turned pale and she kept nodding her head.
"You be careful too!" Huang Jiahui also knew that she couldn't be of any help, so she said worriedly.
"Just a small problem. Don't worry about it," Luo Yuan said casually. He picked up his Zhanmadao and walked out of the tent.
Luo Yuan walked out of the villa and carefully followed a few people in front of him.
He looked at his watch. It was already 1: 30 p.m. He could not even see his fingers in front of him because of the dark clouds, but the rain had stopped. The ground was wet, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.
Although it was dark outside, it was not a problem for Luo Yuan. He was not sure if it was because of his enhanced Physique, but as long as there was a faint light, he could see. Moreover, he had the help of his Sensory Perception, so he could move freely in the dark.
They staggered and walked in a straight line. It was the same road that Ning Xiaoran had walked on during the day.
A few glowing mutated insects were flying in the air like will-o '-the-wisps. There was a commotion in the bushes, but none of the mutated beasts attacked the group of people in front of them. It seemed that they had a unique mark on their bodies, so the mutated beasts did not dare approach them.
It might have been 10 minutes, or maybe half an hour, when they reached the place where Luo Yuan had found Ning Xiaoran during the day. They did not stop and continued walking.
Suddenly, Luo Yuan saw a faint figure suddenly appear in the bushes in the distance. She was wearing a dress and had long hair. Her body seemed to be transparent, as if she was weightless. She was floating in the bushes, and he could clearly see that her feet were not touching the ground at all. It seemed like she was flying.
His scalp went numb, and a chill rose from his spine and spread throughout his body. He could not help but exude an imposing aura.
Suddenly, she seemed to have sensed Luo Yuan and turned her head. Her transparent and gloomy face had a strange sense of beauty. She smiled strangely, but there was a trace of indescribable horror in her smile, which sent chills down one's spine.
Then, just as abruptly as it appeared, it suddenly disappeared.
Luo Yuan was shocked. He looked around but could not find her. It was as if she had disappeared into thin air.
"What's going on? What is this thing? " Luo Yuan looked serious. He had always been an atheist, but the scene in front of him was beyond his understanding.
"Ghost? Evolved person? Or the culprit behind the disappearance of all the survivors in this area? "
Luo Yuan had never encountered such a situation. He was a little hesitant, but when he saw that the people in front of him were not affected at all, he gritted his teeth and continued to follow them.
There was a mist rising from the bushes, making the surroundings look even more eerie and scary.
As they continued to move forward, there were more and more of these ghost-like things. Other than humans, there were also some ghosts of mutated beasts. They floated around from time to time, but none of them came close. It seemed like there was something on him that prevented the ghosts from approaching him.
Some of these ghosts had solid bodies, while some were dim, as if they could be blown away by a gust of wind.
The rich fragrance in the air gave him a sense of déjà vu, vaguely familiar.
He held onto the hilt of his saber and walked forward cautiously. He felt a familiar feeling in his surroundings, so he looked to his left and right. He looked around and found that the villa he was going to move into was right in front of him.
As if he sensed something, he suddenly looked at the locust tree that covered the villa.
The giant locust tree stood motionlessly in the dark, and the fragrance it emitted was even stronger than it was during the day. Only then did he notice that this tree was shockingly large compared to the other trees in the neighborhood. It was almost two to three times the size of the other trees. Even during the apocalypse, such a growth rate was obviously abnormal.
He also found that there were no mutated beasts around. Everything was quiet, and even the sound of insects was nowhere to be seen. It was too quiet.
He suddenly remembered something from high school. He had lived in his grandmother's house in the countryside for a period of time. It was very remote, and the transportation was not developed. Even in the 21st century, it was still the same as in the 80s and 90s.
He remembered that there were no locust trees there. If there were, they would be chopped down. According to the saying, when a person died, his or her soul would reside in the locust tree, making it impossible for him or her to reincarnate. That was why they called the locust tree the ghost tree. He had always scoffed at it, thinking it was just a superstition.
However, now that he had seen the ghost, he had no choice but to believe it.
Nowadays, all living things were mutating. Whether it was the mutated beast that looked like a dragon or the gorilla that looked like King Kong, many of them were vaguely showing signs of being mythical creatures.
Even if the locust tree could really reside in it, it was not unimaginable for ghosts to exist.
The surrounding fog was getting thicker and thicker, dancing as if it was alive.
Seeing that they were getting closer to the locust tree, Luo Yuan felt that he could not delay any longer. He quickened his pace and soon caught up with them. He knocked them on the back of their necks. As soon as they fell to the ground, a sharp sound that was hard to hear rushed into his mind. His mind went blank for a moment, and he staggered for a moment before he recovered.
Then, as if they had received some kind of signal, countless ghosts swarmed over like a tide. There were thousands of them.
He came back to his senses and sneered. His aura suddenly spread out, and an almost transparent mutated beast spirit tried to get close to him. However, as if it was blown away by a strong wind, its body was crushed by the aura and turned into specks of starlight that disappeared into the air.
Luo Yuan was not sure before, but now that he had seen the effect of the aura, he could not help but feel relieved. These things could only be used to deal with ordinary people, but to him, they were not even comparable to some low-level mutated beasts.
Under the impact of the aura, even the corporeal bodies couldn't hold on for long. The surface of the illusory bodies seemed to be blown by a strong gust of wind, producing intense ripples. As the ripples continued, the illusory bodies quickly dimmed, and then burst like balloons filled with gas.
Luo Yuan walked forward step by step, his aura getting stronger and stronger. With each step, there were more than ten ghosts exploding in the air, turning into countless specks of starlight.
A few ghosts that were almost solid in human form floated in front of Luo Yuan against the impact of the aura. The aura seemed to have little effect on them. Their ferocious and distorted faces were emitting a gloomy light in the dark. Even the air around them was distorted by the endless resentment of these ghosts, forming all kinds of illusions.
However, as soon as these ghosts got close, they were instantly slashed by a few sudden sword lights.
The bodies of the ghosts suddenly stopped, and their faces showed an expression of relief for a moment. Then, they collapsed and exploded into countless specks of light.
Luo Yuan's body shook, and he felt dizzy. He realized that just a few slashes had consumed one-tenth of his Will. Usually, even if he slashed the body of a blue level mutated beast, it would not consume so much.
In fact, be it in novels, movies, or Taoist classics, only souls with great resentment after death could become vengeful spirits. In essence, resentment was also Will. Using the sword light formed by Will to deal with the ghosts was essentially a collision of Will. It was either one of them died or the other died, so the consumption was naturally shocking.
Although Luo Yuan's Will seemed to be only 13 points, and some soldiers who were struggling with life and death might be stronger than him, his Will was highly concentrated. It was like a piece of iron that had been repeatedly hammered into a steel knife. It had an amazing lethality. Even if the ghosts had a stronger Will than Luo Yuan's, they would still be killed with one slash.
Fortunately, the number of such ghosts was very small. Luo Yuan killed eight or nine of them, and there were no more ghosts left. However, his Will was also greatly depleted.
A few minutes after the battle started, the number of ghosts gradually became sparse.
Just when Luo Yuan was about to let out a sigh of relief, the ground suddenly shook as if there was an earthquake with a magnitude of seven or eight. The whole ground shook, and the loud rumbling sound was like muffled thunder. A dilapidated house that was full of cracks could not withstand the vibration and collapsed.
Luo Yuan was shaken to the point that he could not stand steadily.
"Oh no!" His expression suddenly changed, and his body instinctively jumped forward.
Almost at the same time, the ground seemed to explode, and a large amount of mud and water droplets splashed everywhere. The next moment, a thick black tree root rose from the ground and swept towards Luo Yuan.
Obviously, this locust tree was not only capable of raising and driving away ghosts, but it also had a strong offensive ability. Its attack was even better than the Corrosive Centipede's. If Luo Yuan had not reacted quickly enough, he would have been killed.
After dodging the attack, he did not look back, but directly rushed towards the locust tree. His feet staggered as he moved forward at a high speed, and the surrounding bushes were knocked down.
Behind Luo Yuan, the ground kept exploding. One by one, the tree roots were like black giant whips that had been pulled out from the ground, smashing towards Luo Yuan one after another.
His body was as agile as a cat, running and jumping. With the help of his Sensory Perception, he always seemed to be able to predict the future, and his body would always be able to dodge the attack before it even reached him. Explosive power surged in his body, as if it was filled with endless power. His 13-point Stamina was enough to support him for a longer period of time.
There were bones everywhere on the ground, densely packed. As he got closer to the locust tree, there were more and more bones, almost covering the entire ground. Most of the people in the district had probably died in the hands of this locust tree.
Luo Yuan was indifferent, and at least he would not sympathize with the lives of strangers. But then he thought of the effect of anger, and under the intentional hypnosis, a monstrous anger suddenly arose in his heart, burning like a flame.
His Zhanmadao suddenly lit up with a layer of bright light, and then it covered his whole body. It looked like even his body was starting to burn.
Although he did not deliberately control it, perhaps it was subconsciously controlling his Will, the layer of light was slightly different from the light on the blade of the knife. It did not seem to be lethal, but rather defensive. Before the surrounding weeds could get close to his body, they were bounced off by an invisible but resilient force.
The ground kept shaking, and by then, the giant locust tree had already stood up, swaying. It looked like a tree man from western legends, and even the rough bark in the middle of the trunk had formed a vague face.
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