Chapter 122
Having made all the necessary preparations—or so Cheng Hui thought—he began to embrace this "opportunity".
A chilling wind suddenly blew up in the cave, and the whistling cold wind was so biting and chilly that it seemed to freeze people to death when it blew on their bodies.
But facing the biting cold wind, Cheng Hui did not react at all.
Not only did I not feel cold, I even felt a little comfortable.
After all, no matter how much he disguises himself as a human, he is still a zombie in essence and is very receptive to the cold wind.
Soon, sporadic footsteps were heard in the wind. Cheng Hui perked up and looked at a group of shadowy figures walking out of the darkness at the end of the passage.
These figures became more and more solid as they walked, and when they reached Cheng Hui, they had completely formed entities.
Looking at the team, Cheng Hui couldn't help but gasp...his face turned blue, red, blue and purple.
Damn, the ghost soldiers I imagined passing through were a group of little ghosts wearing clothes with the word "zu" (pawn) on them, carrying big flags, and walking past me like an ordinary column. The most powerful ones would have an extra general on horseback. The only difference between these ghost soldiers and living soldiers was probably that their faces were a little paler.
However, the ghost soldiers that were actually passing through were actually a group of zombies with missing limbs, tattered clothes, and maggots crawling all over their bodies. The one in front had several large beetles on his face. They crawled into his mouth through the holes in his cheeks and were then eaten...
Eaten...
Eat...
eat……
Cheng Hui: ...
Ahhhhhhh! What the hell is this!
Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!
Stay away from me!
Cheng Hui was completely shocked. If it weren't for the magic circle blocking him, he would have jumped up in shock.
But even so, it made him feel sick.
Yes, not scared, but disgusted.
He never expected that the ghost soldiers in the world of cultivation would follow the style of American horror movies, the kind that were rotting and smelly, with blood plasma everywhere.
The zombie-like ghost soldiers rushed towards him and suddenly fell on the protective magic circle he had set up in advance - a layer of translucent "eggshell". The ghost soldiers stuck to the top of the "eggshell", and through the eggshell, his rotten internal organs could be clearly seen.
Cheng Hui: ...
"What? You can't stand it?" Uncle Gui asked jokingly.
Cheng Hui, Cheng Hui has nothing to say.
Is this a question of whether you can bear it or not?
This is a very disgusting question!
"Come, let me see what you see." said Uncle Gui.
Then I heard Uncle Gui yell, "What the hell is this?"
Cheng Hui: ...
Although I know it's wrong to gloat over someone else's misfortune, why do I feel secretly happy? o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ゞ
Realizing what he had just done, Uncle Gui was a little angry and said, "What the hell is going on in your head, little bastard?"
"ah?"
"What? Concentrate your minds! Tsk, I really don't know what you young people have learned. You don't even know that the ghost soldiers are passing through." Uncle Ghost was annoyed.
It is rare for ghost soldiers to pass through the border area. Those who encounter them will run away as soon as they notice. How could I possibly know what secrets this thing has?
Cheng Hui complained silently in his heart, but he still obediently focused his mind and tried to empty his mind.
Just after he did all this last night, those disgusting zombies disappeared, leaving behind only a large group of gray-black rat-like animals.
"What is this?" Cheng Hui was a little dumbfounded, but according to Uncle Gui's instructions, it was not difficult to guess that the zombies he saw just now were the work of these little animals.
"Heart haze!" Uncle Gui replied unhappily.
"Huh?" Cheng Hui responded in a daze. What was "heart haze"? He had never heard of it before.
Uncle Gui was stunned. "No...how come you don't even know what Heart Haze is? Don't you know about the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?"
"Yes, I know about the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, but I don't know about the Heart Haze..." Cheng Hui said weakly, feeling that his IQ was discriminated against.
Uncle Ghost wondered, "When a hundred ghosts parade at night and the ghost army crosses the border, the vanguard is always Xinmai. You know about the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, but you don't know about Xinmai?"
Cheng Hui didn't dare to say a word, feeling that his opinion in Uncle Gui's heart was probably declining sharply.
"Forget it, if you don't know, then you don't know. Just listen carefully." Fortunately, Uncle Gui was very reliable and didn't dwell on this matter too much. He directly introduced Xinmai to him.
Generally speaking, heart haze is something that is like fog but not fog. Some cultivators believe that this heart haze is a special kind of magical beast, but Uncle Gui thinks that this thing is probably the product of the combination of Yin Qi and certain things.
Anyway, the thing called heart haze only appears when hundreds of ghosts are parading at night or when evil spirits are passing through, so you don't have to worry about it at other times.
Moreover, the power of the heart haze is not that great. Even if Uncle Gui had not reminded him just now, Cheng Hui would have woken up sooner or later.
"Here it comes." Uncle Gui reminded him, and Cheng Hui's heart suddenly tightened.
To be honest, the mental haze just now did not have any impact on him. If I had to say something... it was probably that no matter what kind of evil soldiers he encountered next, he would be able to remain calm.
After all... he has seen such disgusting zombie soldiers, so he will not be afraid unless another Licker appears.
"roar!"
With a beast roar, a huge shadow suddenly pounced over, swinging its claws and smashing hard on the defensive magic circle, causing the defensive magic circle to tremble slightly. Cheng Hui's eyelids twitched as he watched.
He roared in his heart, that was a complete defensive magic circle, what the hell was so powerful that it almost broke the defensive magic circle apart?
When he looked carefully, he found that the one who attacked him was a white-browed tiger. The tiger was extremely large but very agile.
When his attack failed to succeed, he immediately hid away and ordered his subordinates to start a siege.
A large group of ferocious beasts surrounded the defensive formation and launched an attack. The tiger with hanging eyes was circling not far away, staring at Cheng Hui with its two ferocious eyes, as if it would pounce on him at any time and bite his throat.
Cheng Hui squinted at Uncle Ghost and said, "Is this what you said... that the force of the attack on me wouldn't be very strong? Why does it look like I killed its entire family?"
Uncle Ghost: ...
Uncle Ghost smiled awkwardly, "Well, the main thing is that I didn't expect that the ghost soldiers crossing the border this time were actually demon beast ghost soldiers. It's not an exaggeration to say that there is a blood feud between this cultivator and the demon beast. Maybe he was killed by a cultivator in the first place, so it's normal for him to want revenge on you, right?"
Cheng Hui: ...Bullshit!
Is this what they call "a man sitting in a cave, a pot falls from the sky"?
"Okay, stop thinking about it. You have to save your life from it first. Next, I will do my best to help you calculate the location of the Ghost Gate. Be careful and don't die. If you die, I will..."
Revenge for me?
Cheng Hui was about to be moved when he heard Uncle Gui continue, "I'm about to be thrown here. This is such a damn place. I don't know how many years it will take for someone to pick me up. I can't wait any longer."
Cheng Hui: ...
Give me back my feelings!
Joking aside, Cheng Hui didn't dare to underestimate these ghost soldiers.
It was also his bad luck that the ghost soldiers passing through this time happened to be a group of beast soldiers. As the captain of the team, this white-browed tiger hated humans very much. Even though he vaguely felt that the man in front of him had an aura similar to his own, he did not hold back at all and just wanted to kill this man completely.
This tiger with hanging eyes is very powerful. Cheng Hui estimates that it is at least at the peak of foundation building and may break through to the golden elixir stage at any time.
Of course, as a ghost cultivator, its method of improvement is definitely different from that of humans, but generally speaking, its strength is the same, and at most it is called differently.
The tiger's previous pounce should have been some kind of unique way of feeding itself. After that, it took the time to attack a few more times, but the intensity of the attack had obviously decreased.
Cheng Hui understood the true meaning of following one's heart and put a lot of effort into defense.
According to the strength of the magic circle he set up, if the tiger has no other abilities, it is basically doomed.
Of course, he also knew that he couldn't stay here forever. Once Uncle Gui calculated the location of the Ghost Gate, he would have to rush there at the risk of his life. Instead of facing the tiger at that time, it would be better to get rid of him in advance while the magic circle was intact.
No matter if he is injured or killed, at least we have to ensure that he will not be ambushed by the tiger when he gets out.
Just when Cheng Hui was thinking about how to get rid of the tiger, the tiger leaped up again and slapped the magic circle with its claws.
The eggshell of the defensive magic circle kept shaking, like a fragile bubble, as if it would burst in the next second.
Cheng Hui's eyelids twitched as he watched. Just imagine, if this claw landed on him, his seemingly tough little body would immediately turn into blood foam.
Cheng Hui had a solemn expression. He relied on the power of the formation to continuously kill those low-level monsters and ghost soldiers. The tiger didn't seem to care much when it saw its men die tragically. Instead, it growled twice and led more low-level ghost soldiers to attack the formation.
Cheng Hui's heart trembled. His magic circle had a strong defense, but no matter how strong it was, it had its limits. Moreover, if the material supporting the magic circle ran out of energy, the magic circle would also collapse.
Are all monsters this smart these days? Or has this tiger encountered similar situations before and learned how to deal with them?
Cheng Hui's mind was in a mess. Uncle Gui had fallen silent, and there was no one he could discuss things with. He took a deep breath and said to himself, "You are already a mature cultivator. You must learn to solve problems on your own!"
After saying this, he killed the ghost soldiers while carefully observing the tiger, hoping to find his weakness in this way.
Soon, he discovered that the move of pouncing and then striking with claws could not be used continuously. The tiger had to rest for a while before using it a second time.
He also discovered that blood was flowing from between the tiger's claws. Although the amount was not much, it was enough to prove that the formation's counterattack would have a great impact on it.
Wait, a counterattack from the formation?
Cheng Hui's eyes suddenly lit up. How could he have forgotten about this!
Didn’t that unlucky monk die at his own hands?
All he needed to do was to set up a formation that could rebound the attack.
Although the materials required for this formation were relatively high-level, he still had quite a few in stock, so...
He looked at the tiger silently, chuckled twice, and decisively let go of the group of ghost soldiers, allowing them to attack. He relied entirely on the magic circle to hold them up, while he took out several materials and began to set up a brand new magic circle.
While he was setting things up, he was humming a song. The out-of-tune tune gave Uncle Gui, who had just woken up from his trance, a toothache...
No, how could there be someone in this world who could sing such an awful song?
It’s really rare to see this!
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