As soon as he finished speaking, a bow and arrow appeared in Zhuang Yujing's hand. He fired several shots in succession, locking the four directions of northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest respectively. A barrier rose from the ground, trapping the ghost energy in the center. The rest that spread outside the barrier was insignificant and would disappear soon if nothing unexpected happened.
I thought everything was stable, but unexpectedly, the next second the trapped ghost energy started to move as if it had life, spinning into a tornado and starting to hit the barrier.
He An pulled Zhuang Yujing back a little: "Master, let's go take a look down there."
When the flying sword landed, Fan Zhiyi had to praise this group of people for their great landing skills. They landed right in the area where there should be cemeteries within a few hundred miles.
The air was filled with gloomy energy. Fan Zhiyi looked at the small graves one after another and shivered, saying, "How about I wait for you here?" It was useless for him to go in, and he might even scare his heart into stopping. If he followed the beginning of a horror novel, although it would be easy to be game over if he left the team and went solo, with the things given by Bing Nandong, he should be able to hold on until they came back.
"Stop talking nonsense. We won't be turning back later." Zhuang Yujing pushed Fan Zhiyi forward. "Xiaoman, watch him."
"Okay, Master."
Damn, he didn't want to take any chances with the grave.
Fan Zhiyi was thinking this, and not long after he started walking, he suddenly heard a regular "bang bang bang" sound from behind him. He forced himself not to pay attention, but the sound was too abrupt in the quiet night, and Fan Zhiyi couldn't just ignore it.
Being timid, Fan Zhiyi walked in the middle, so he poked He An in front of him and said, "Hey, did you hear any movement behind you?"
He An didn't say anything. The strangeness spread little by little. Fan Zhiyi stopped, He An in front stopped, Xiaoman and Cen Jun behind him also stopped, but the collision sound continued.
"Host, congratulations on getting separated from them."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." So, he didn't want to guess what was in front and behind?
I heard a series of fireworks popping in my head, "Can this even accomplish anything?"
I give up. Why is it always him who gets scared? These ghosts are so heartless. Do they only pick on the weak?
Fan Zhiyi silently pulled out his dagger. Fortunately, he was wearing the clothes that Bing Nandong gave him that could drive away ghosts, and he also had talismans and other self-defense items on him.
Well, fully equipped.
Ahhhhhhhhhh, but his nature as a coward hasn't changed!
Fan Zhiyi swallowed his saliva. Standing there like this was no solution. He had to figure out what was going on. "Bai Bai, what does the 'He An' in front of me look like? How aggressive is he?"
“The system can provide you with a concrete picture!”
"Ahhhhh, shut up!" Fan Zhiyi refused and turned back, just in time to meet Xiaoman's face, who was wearing a creepy stiff smile.
“…”
After staring at each other for a while and realizing that this "Xiaoman" didn't move, Fan Zhiyi bravely poked him with his dagger. He watched as the other party fell backwards like a piece of thin paper, crushing the stiffly smiling piece of paper that looked exactly like Cen Jun.
Fan Zhiyi: “6.” Maybe he would have a psychological trauma when he saw Cen Jun and Xiaoman again.
"Baibai, show me the map and mark the route out."
Fan Zhiyi walked around the piece of paper that He An had not yet fallen, without looking at it.
Not knowing what lay beneath the ground every time he stepped, Fan Zhiyi could only mutter something strange, apologize, and walk forward with Bai Bai in an extremely cowardly manner. He searched his mind for any lighting techniques he could learn and apply.
Didn’t they say Bing Nandong was also nearby? Where is he?
"Baibai, where is Bingnandong?"
“It’s impossible to pinpoint it.”
"Yo, there are times when you can't locate it."
"Because this is the world of cultivating immortals." said Bai Bai's mechanical voice.
"What about He An, Xiao Man and the others?"
"The host's situation is equivalent to entering an afterlife. They are still safe together now, only the host is missing."
"It's always me. Is this novel directed at me?"
Every time this happened, Fan Zhiyi could feel the benefit of Bai Bai, that is, he had someone to talk to and accompany him. In this situation, he would get a little comfort. Otherwise, according to Fan Zhiyi's temperament, he would scare himself to death.
"Baibai, if I really died when the system was offline, would there be a chance of resurrection?"
"As long as the main system determines that the host is valuable in completing the mission of this world and this world still exists, the system will find a way to find an opportunity for the host to be resurrected."
"What do you mean by value judgment? Completing the task with guaranteed quality and quantity?"
"If the host must have an explanation, it's that the host is still needed by the novel and the male protagonist."
Fan Zhiyi paused and frowned: "What do you mean?"
The system remained silent, as if the sentence it just said was already an exceptional answer to Fan Zhiyi.
Without the system's voice in his mind, the collision sounds seemed particularly eerie and violent, still maintaining the frequency and distance that Fan Zhiyi had heard at the beginning, as if no matter how far Fan Zhiyi ran, it would be in vain.
The crowns of groups of trees were mixed and rubbed together randomly by the wind, and the shadows of the trees looked like the claws and fangs of ghosts.
At some point, Fan Zhiyi heard footsteps behind him. He swallowed his saliva. He was clearly following the white map, but after walking for a while, he would return to the starting point again.
Fan Zhiyi knew that he had encountered a trap. According to folk sayings, if someone else could break in at this time, the situation could be solved. However, he didn't know how long it would take He An and the others to find their way here.
The more times like this happen, the more you need to stay calm. Fan Zhiyi took a deep breath and thought to himself, at least now he won't suddenly lose control of his body like he did when he just traveled through time. That feeling of powerlessness is the most terrifying.
Fan Zhiyi continued to walk forward. The footsteps behind him were always one step ahead of him, and even getting closer and closer, as if they were enjoying scaring him.
"Baibai, can you calculate how long it will take for the footsteps behind you to be completely behind me?"
"Five more steps."
Fan Zhiyi counted silently and took the fourth step. When he raised his foot, he clenched the dagger in his hand and then slashed it behind him neatly. There was nothing but the sound of breaking wind.
Fan Zhiyi's hair was blown back, revealing his smooth forehead. He looked at the endless woods and weeds swaying in the wind. He broke out in a cold sweat because of fear and tension. The wind blew against his body and it felt very cold. His heartbeat began to soar. Fan Zhiyi didn't dare to close his eyes and began to walk towards the place where the collision sound came from.
Sure enough, there was something trying to lure him over there. If he didn't go and meet it, he couldn't expect to get out.
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