Chapter 108: The Sealed Artifact is Recovered
"Haha, haha, kid, it's this whirlwind we can practice later."
Qi Xu saw that the little ghost had been trying hard for a long time, but the vortex on his hand was still so small, so he could only laugh dryly and help explain.
The little ghost suddenly wilted, shrugged his shoulders, curled up into a ball, floated to the top of Qi Xu's head and nestled there, feeling autistic.
"It's okay, it's okay, kid. You've already mastered a lot of skills today. There's no need to rush."
Qi Xu patted its little butt to comfort it.
Jiang Hongyi's ears were always alert to the movements around him. If a branch moved slightly irregularly, he would turn his head vigilantly to look.
The two men and the little ghost stayed in the formation for another five minutes. After they found that there was no danger outside, they walked out of the formation.
By the time they got down the mountain, the sun had hidden in the clouds and the whole sky had become dark.
"Old Xie, do you know where the sealed magic weapon is?"
Mr. Tian followed Mr. Xie the whole way, turning left and right, and finally asked when he couldn't hold it in any longer.
"How far is this, big brother? We've been walking for almost an hour since we got off the train at the station. My old arms and legs are about to fall apart."
"You old rascal, we're almost there, the last kilometer. Which is more important, the lives of the people on the island or your old arms and legs?"
Mr. Xie glanced at Mr. Tian unhappily and continued, "Don't worry, your old arms and legs are very strong. It's not as exaggerated as you say." Then he turned around and continued walking forward.
The two walked around for another kilometer before they saw the woods ahead.
Mr. Tian excitedly rubbed his hands secretly, thinking that the woods ahead was his destination.
"Just walk faster and through these woods."
When Mr. Tian heard Mr. Xie's last words, the fighting spirit that had just risen in him completely dissipated, and his whole body drooped down.
He followed Mr. Xie and walked forward step by step.
Just when he was about to give up, Mr. Xie said, "We're there." Only then did he squat down with a sense of relief and take a breath.
"Sure enough, we are still late."
Mr. Xie sighed when he saw the big hole on the land in front of him.
"This, this, this? How could the original magical weapon be this big?"
Mr. Tian couldn't believe that the pit in front of him was almost two meters long.
"It's not big, it's just simply longer."
"Buried here is a spear, passed down from my senior brother's family."
"Now that it has disappeared like this, someone must have dug it out. The spear is stained with my brother's blood. Anyone who steals it will be unfortunate."
After Mr. Xie explained, he frowned slightly and began to worry about the safety of the people around him.
Without hesitation, the two began to knock on the doors of nearby courtyards one by one and ask questions.
In the end, everyone closed the door and no one answered.
This made Mr. Tian and Mr. Xie feel something was wrong. Mr. Xie had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked in the distance on both sides of the street and soon found a house with a white sign.
This means that someone in every family will die.
Xie Laoer walked forward without saying a word, and Tian Lao was forced to follow behind him.
"Excuse me, but I'd like to ask if anyone in your family has passed away. Did they come into contact with cold weapons before they died?"
"How do you know that?"
As soon as Mr. Xie finished speaking, the woman who was about to take down the white lantern hanging on the door frame turned around in surprise and asked.
"Are you a master? My family has been haunted by evil spirits recently. Please help me take a look."
The woman quickly climbed down the ladder, not caring about the white lantern, and pulled Mr. Xie home.
"We are saved, we are saved, we are saved."
The woman pulled Mr. Xie all the way into the funeral hall, and saw that the coffin placed in the middle was shaking constantly, as if the person inside was still alive.
"What are you doing? Is he still alive?"
"No, Master, the man is gone, but he seems to be possessed by something unclean, and he has been holding onto a bright red stick and won't let go."
"We really had no other choice, so we trapped him in the coffin."
The woman's eyes were filled with tears, her lips trembling. "That's wrong, that's wrong. He shouldn't have been so greedy that he wanted to secretly dig something up and bury it."
Mr. Xie seemed to understand, and asked the woman to open the coffin lid and assured them that they were fine.
Mr. Tian could see the group of people around him, young and old, all huddled together in fear. "It's okay, don't worry, we can definitely control him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the coffin lid was opened and the person inside sat up, holding a red stick in his hand.
The person was indeed dead, because the heart area in the middle was empty, but his eyes were open, but they did not move at all.
The man felt that he was free from his restraints and stood up directly in the coffin.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
The adults and children in the house were scared and ran around.
"To ensure everyone's safety, please step out of the yard and let us see what's going on."
Mr. Tian helped the panicked people find the gate of the courtyard and led them out of the courtyard.
Old Xie's hands were not idle. He was now using the magic weapon in his hand to cast a spell to control the man in the coffin.
At this time, Mr. Tian had quickly closed the gate.
“It’s evil spirit!”
"We need to work together to take this evil spirit back."
Mr. Xie obviously discovered the problem with the man and reminded Mr. Tian to cooperate.
One of them used a magic weapon to hold the man in place, while the other began chanting a mantra to try to remove the evil spirit from the man.
As a result, the evil spirit and the man seemed to have merged into one, and the evil spirit could not be extracted no matter what.
Elder Xie could clearly see that it was evil spirits entangled in the man's body, "Old Tian, we must separate him from the magic weapon!"
Seeing that he couldn't separate the man and the evil spirit, he wondered if he could separate them by using a different method.
Old Tian understood what he meant, stepped forward, bit his finger, drew a talisman in the air in front of the man, and directly peeled the magic weapon from his hand.
You don’t know until you see it. It’s shocking to see that the man’s palm has already stuck to the magic weapon.
After the magic weapon was taken away, a layer of skin fell off the man's palm and bright red blood flowed out.
When Mr. Tian wanted to take the magic weapon away, he found that it was hot.
Mr. Xie took the opportunity to cast another spell to suck the evil spirit out of the man's body.
The two of them saw a ball of blue, black and purple evil energy that was controlled in the air churning in the storage bag.
"It is indeed the evil spirit of the old poisonous creature. It is best at using a knife to kill someone, so it wants to use this man to dig out the magic weapon now."
Mr. Xie guessed that this family was not rich and had a lot of pressure in life, so the man, as the pillar of the family, wanted to earn more money.
The greater the desire for money, the more likely it is that the old poisonous creature will control you, resulting in your current state.
Old Xie knew that the reason why this magic weapon was so hot was probably because of the anger caused by his senior brother's blood.
"Let's go. We must hurry and bury the magic weapon. It's best to reinforce the seal."
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