Just as I thought of this, ghosts slowly emerged from the soil on all sides and floated towards us.
I was shocked. No wonder the previous golden magic talisman didn't kill them all at once. It turned out that they all hid underground. In other words, I wasted two talismans in vain!
"Be careful!" Feng Ling rushed in front of me, and just then a black energy rushed towards me and shot directly at Feng Ling's forehead. Feng Ling's body trembled suddenly, and then he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.
"Officer Feng!" I was held tightly by four ghosts and couldn't move at all.
The ghost master smiled grimly: "So eager to die... Boy, you should go down and accompany her."
Before he finished speaking, two streams of black energy gushed out of the ghost master's mouth with two "puffs" and rushed towards me. I struggled hard, but I couldn't get away. The strength of these four ghosts was too great. As the black energy rushed towards me, I heard a "dang" sound, and the Bagua mirror in my arms made a startling and ethereal sound. Immediately, I saw that the two streams of black energy that rushed towards me were directly rebounded.
"What..." The ghost master was scared to death and hurriedly moved the sedan chair to the side. Two streams of black air shot directly into the distance.
Fortunately, the Bagua mirror saved my life again at the critical moment!
Bang bang!
At the same time, two loud bangs sounded behind me. I turned around and saw that it was the boatman who was holding a thick oar and smashing it hard on the heads of the four little devils who were holding me. The four little devils were hit so hard that they immediately burrowed into the ground.
I crouched down to check on Feng Ling; she was unconscious. Then I looked at the countless ghosts drifting in from all directions, unsure what to do. If I used the Golden Light Divine Mantra, there was no guarantee they wouldn't retreat underground again. If I didn't, how long would it take for the ghosts to completely destroy them?
Then I heard the boatman stomp his feet and say, "Let's retreat to the village first! There are fewer people behind us, so it's easier to break through!"
The taxi driver and Qiao Xiaomu also nodded in horror.
If I want to leave the village, there is still a long path to go. When I came here before, I rode a motorcycle, which was a little faster, but now I have to walk. There are countless ghosts surrounding me ahead. If I can't eliminate them all at once, it will be very difficult to get out.
The only reliable way is to retreat back to the village.
I nodded and asked Qiao Xiaomu to support Feng Ling, while I rushed back first with the Seven Star Sword in my hand, clearing a path for them.
What’s strange is that just as I ran back to the village entrance, a black shadow suddenly blocked my way. It circled around me twice and then floated to the west side of the village. I said with a wild imagination, “Follow me!” and followed the black shadow.
The boatmen and the others didn’t know what I was going to do. We had clearly agreed to retreat to the village, so why did we suddenly change direction?
I followed the shadow for a while, then walked through a small forest. Suddenly, a watchtower appeared in front of me. The taxi driver said, "That's Anmin Tower. It's not safe!"
The boatman said, "There seems to be a natural barrier outside this tower, making it difficult for demons and monsters to penetrate. It would be a good idea for us to go in and take a look."
We came to the blockhouse with doubts.
The six-story tower was dilapidated and had thick walls. Its windows were made of thick iron plates and thick iron bars. Looking in, it was pitch black, with a hint of green light peeking through, making it particularly eerie in the stillness of the night.
The shadowy figure had already gone inside, and I quickly followed. But as soon as I entered, I instinctively took out three candles and stuck them in the ground. A gust of cold wind blew past, and one of the three candles lit up with a "puff." I breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned them in.
The dilapidated tower stood in the darkness, the wind howling outside, ghosts howling, and countless spirits seemed to be gathering here. We stumbled and bumped our way from the first floor to the third, gazing out the window at the pitch-black woods.
Rustle...rustle...
As the leaves rustled, our hearts leaped into our throats. We saw the hordes of ghosts gathering in this direction. In the darkness, they were dressed in white, their hair dishevelled, their fangs bared and their claws bared. Just the sight of them was enough to scare the living daylight out of us.
If they break into this blockhouse, what should we do?
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