Bi Xie had never been in a proper relationship in her entire life before dying while climbing a mountain with her best friend.
She then made a contract with a gorgeous man who crawled out of ...
Vampires have only one master, the progenitor of vampires in this world, Burial.
Yang Xingyun always liked to talk to Lin Xie, and the topic he talked about most was Zang, the progenitor of vampires. Every time Zang was mentioned, Yang Xingyun's tone was always very wary, as it was rumored that many ghost hunters had died at Zang's hands.
Encountering a funeral is like encountering death itself.
Bi Xie swiftly pulled out a talisman from behind his back, chanting incantations: "Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power, the power arises from the heart, life is endless..."
This is a famous protective spell from the Hidden Sect of Taoism. Depending on the Taoist intentions of the caster, the talisman will transform into various forms.
Lin Xie had used it before, but he could not condense a protective object. It could only temporarily enhance his physique and prevent him from being disturbed by Yin energy.
At this time.
The talisman suddenly transformed into a Buddhist bell. Bi Xie bit his middle finger, and his bright red blood swiftly wrote the character "诛" (zhū, meaning "to kill") on the bell. The bell, now stained with blood, shone brightly with a red light. With a shout from Bi Xie, it pressed down on Brachi: "Go—"
A blinding red light burst forth from the bell, its temperature like sunlight. Blake instinctively covered his eyes in fear and shrank into the shadows.
The melodious and deep sound of bells echoed across the fields, powerful and lingering.
Bi Xie never expected that the protective spell he had created with his magic power could actually condense into a Brahma bell. Before he could even feel happy, he quickly stuck several Swift Wind Talismans on his ankles, found a direction, and disappeared into the open space.
The talisman burned to ashes, and the red-glowing bell vanished in the blink of an eye.
Blake smelled the lingering scent of blood from the woman in the air. A flicker of fear crossed his eyes, followed by a frenzied fascination. He followed the scent of blood and chased after Bi Xie.
Bi Xie had no idea how many kilometers he had run; he only felt the wind whistling past his ears, and all the mountains and peaks flashing by like fleeting shadows.
The Swift Wind Talisman stuck to her ankle turned into black ash and fell off. She lost her balance, swayed her arms, and fell face down on the grass with a thud.
It was still dark when she looked back; Blake hadn't followed her in the darkness.
Catching his breath, Bi Xie propped himself up and sat up. He rummaged through his bundle for a long time, finally sighing in frustration, "I'm out of Swift Wind Talismans. Looks like I'll have to think of another way to avoid Blake's pursuit..."
There was still a faint smell of blood in the air. Bi Xie looked at his still unhealed palm and frowned. Vampires are most sensitive to the smell of blood.
In the life-or-death moment, she cut her palm in desperation and used a large amount of blood to activate the talisman paper, which then transformed into a bell with spiritual power. Although she escaped death temporarily, the wound was too large and would not heal for a while. Sooner or later, Blake would follow the scent of blood to her.
It seems the only option is to find a place with an even stronger odor to mask the fishy smell.
Bi Xie looked around, hoping to find a place like a latrine or a river to hide until dawn.
However, a sudden chill ran down his spine, so cold that it gave Bi Xie goosebumps even on this hot day.
"No way, they caught up so quickly?" Bi Xie swallowed hard, clenched the remaining talisman paper in his fingers, and mustered his courage to look behind him.
Perched on a gnarled and twisted branch was a fox, entirely brown without a single stray hair, its fiery red eyes staring intently at her, its deep red pupils seeming to conceal a raging inferno.
Bi Xie breathed a sigh of relief, the chill on his body dissipating considerably, and murmured, "So it was just a little fox."
After a pause, Bi Xie looked away and slowly began to take off her blood-stained Taoist robe, then smeared some of the blood from her palm onto the robe.