Chapter 142 I am not the only one who is so afraid (Please subscribe! Please vote! 33)

Qiao Yuanshan seemed to vaguely see a fox-like reflection illuminated by the dim light on the ground, and the man holding the lantern staggered and fell.

The next moment, the white-robed monk appeared again and snatched the lamp.

In an instant, the field of vision returned to complete darkness again.

All sounds disappeared completely.

In about a cup of tea, all sounds disappeared, even the footsteps.

But then, the darkness suddenly dimmed, as if it was a backflow of the darkness that had filled the air in the first place.

Within three or five breaths, the darkness had retreated back to the door of the cabin, and everyone's figures emerged, and no one was injured.

There were only two corpses on the ground.

One of them was the body of a magician. He tilted his head back with a hideous face. There was a huge bloody hole on his chest. Through the hole, the white of broken ribs could be vaguely seen.

Apparently, this magician was the one whose heart was ripped out in the darkness just now.

Not far from him, there was a mummy with a big hole in its chest that went through the entire body.

This mummy looked as if it had been dead for a long time, and all its flesh and blood had dried up.

However, such a person who had been dead for a long time suddenly appeared and killed people.

There was no trace of a ghost on him, which meant that he was a living person before. But how could a living person live like this?

Qiao Yuanshan had no idea what was in front of him. He looked up at the white-robed monk and asked, "Master, what is this?"

After he spoke, he realized that his illusion had disappeared, as if the darkness had wiped it out.

The scene before my eyes was indeed somewhat strange. Was it possible that the scarlet blood mist was incompatible with the darkness?

However, Qiao Yuanshan should be thankful that he is now alone and does not have to argue with the fake self.

The white-robed monk Bujie glanced at Qiao Yuanshan and said, "That is the living dead, wandering between life and death, unable to live and unable to die. It is said that only extremely harsh environments can create them, unless of course..."

The white-robed monk paused here, as if he felt that the possibility of what followed was too small, and stopped talking.

He turned to look at Yi Su and said, "This lamp is one of the things I want. I won't give it to you. You can keep it."

At this point, the white-robed monk Bujie added: "His walking stick is a good thing."

Yi Su smiled and said, "You saw all of this."

She slowly took out a cane from behind her. The cane was a round red in color, with pure energy from heaven and earth flowing on it.

Even Qiao Yuanshan could see that it was a good thing.

However, the lamp had a trace of green rust on the bronze, and looked ordinary. If it was outside, even Qiao Yuanshan would not be able to tell that it was a treasure.

"I always feel like I'm at a disadvantage. That copper lamp is a good thing."

That bronze lamp was extremely extraordinary. In the darkness just now, even cultivators like them who practiced Qi and returned to the spirit realm had almost lost their perception, but this bronze lamp was able to illuminate the darkness with just the light of its flames. It was definitely extraordinary.

The monk in white robes chanted a Buddhist name: "Amitabha, female donor, you must know that under the law of heaven, there is gain and loss."

"Why are you chanting the Buddha's name, you fake monk? Don't worry, since I have agreed, I will naturally abide by it."

Yisu didn't seem to want to dwell on this any longer. She turned around and looked at the still dark cabin.

"This cabin seems to be very unusual."

Inside the cabin, it was pitch black and there was no visibility at all.

The darkness that just overflowed from it was even more bizarre. If it weren't for the lamp lit by the living dead, no one would know what would happen in the darkness.

The white-robed monk Bujie said, "Before you came, I had someone go in. If there was light, there would still be room for them to struggle. If not, it would be difficult for them to get out."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Moreover, this darkness seems to appear every once in a while. When I came back from another boat, I found that the wine in this barrel was less."

"I guess when I led people away, the deck fell into darkness, and something in the cabin came out."

Yi Su clasped his hands in front of his chest, propped up his chin and said, "Weren't all those Yuan soldiers dead back then? It's ok to have some wronged souls in the sea, but how come there are still living dead on the boat?"

The white-robed monk Bujie said, "The living dead may not be all there is in this darkness, otherwise he wouldn't need to light that lamp."

"He lit the lamp to guard against something in the darkness. The living dead are not afraid of the dead souls, and they can cross the underworld. Even the living dead are wary of something."

Bujie hadn't finished speaking, but his meaning had been made clear.

This made Qiao Yuanshan feel a chill in his heart. That is to say, in addition to the zombies, were there other things coming out of the cabin in the darkness just now?

Yi Suhuan looked around at everyone and said, "It seems that there is a high possibility that there is something that escaped from inside among this group of people."

But her next sentence made everyone tremble with fear.

"Are you going to kill them all?"

Yi Su said it calmly, as if he was asking "Have you eaten?" in the market.

The white-robed monk Bujie did not react at all when he heard this. He just pointed at Qiao Yuanshan and said, "I can ignore the others, but you cannot kill this man."

Yi Su suddenly reached out and lifted Bu Jie's chin, whispering like a lover: "Does Wen Zhengming really scare you so much?"

The white-robed monk Bujie laughed.

"Actually... I really hope you can meet him. I'm not the only one who is afraid."

After that, he slapped Su's slender white fingers and said lightly:

"I am going to go down and take a look. If you want to save all living beings, please hurry up!"

Bujie seemed to have determined that if she met that person, she would definitely not be his opponent.

Yisu glanced at the copper lamp in Bujie's hand and said, "Depending on the lamp in your hand?"

The white-robed monk Bujie picked up the copper lamp in his hand. The copper lamp was simple and rusty. Bujie said calmly:

"This lamp is a heritage of the Miao people. It is very special and is enough to enter the world."

Yi Su's eyes seemed to light up, and he said, "The Miao people are said to be the descendants of Chi You, the Lord of War."

The white-robed monk Bujie glanced at Yisu and said, "Don't look at it. Unless you are ready to fight with me, don't bother with the idea of ​​taking the lamp."

At this moment, the ancient warship shook again.

It seemed that another ship had hit it.

The white-robed monk Bujie frowned and looked at the scarlet mist in the distance and said:

"This collision seems to be a bit too frequent. How could dozens of warships in the array all enter into one ship?"

There will be two additional chapters on the 18th.

(End of this chapter)