The four evil Huangquan demons are full of dangers.
Jueming, Huohai, Wugui and Liusha have different directions and belong to different things, and the most dangerous ones are Jueming and Liusha, one is at the head and the other at the tail, and the extra river water is at the Jueming position.
The result of the discussion was undisputed. The Yinchai would go to the Five Ghosts position, Hu Yuexi and the others would go to the Disaster position, and the most dangerous Death position and Six Evils position would be taken by the sorcerer.
Among these people, Jin Banwei's current level of a ninth-rank paper-making master is second only to Guan Jiyue who has obtained the power of an immortal, and she is even stronger than Min Ziyu who has not practiced Taoism for many years. As for Ren Qiao's strength, they cannot see it clearly, so he is not included in the list.
The final result was that she had the means to go with the flow, which resulted in her and Ren Qiao taking the death position, while Min Ziyu and Guan Jiyue taking the six evil positions.
Jin Banwei thought about it, and took out a few more paper locks from her bosom and handed them to Hu Yuexi and Yin Ni: "Sister Hu, you should bring more paper locks with you. If you encounter the Demon-Slaying Sword, don't try to resist."
She prepared paper locks for every monster in Yang Street, and the ones she had in her hands now were not all distributed yet.
Hu Yue took the paper lock with a smile: "Don't worry, foxes have nine lives. I, your sister Hu, haven't avenged my mother yet. I won't die that easily."
Jin Banwei still felt uneasy, so she gave some of the Qi-nourishing pills that could restore energy and quickly heal wounds to Hu Yuexi, Yin Ni and the others. Only then did she feel relieved, and there was no special reason. The weakest group among them was actually the group of monsters. Although they all had thousands of years of cultivation, the cultivation systems of monsters and sorcerers were different. Sorcerers were born to restrain evil creatures, and monsters were once a kind of evil creatures.
Leng Xiangying has the red spider lily, and can summon Leng Siqing for help at critical moments, but if Hu Yuexi and Yin Ni are really in danger, they can probably only rely on Yin Ni's ability to escape.
Jin Banwei still felt uneasy, so she handed the two Yin Zhuan Jie Ling Talismans containing Guan Xue's blood to Yin Ni and Hu Yuexi. The special talisman paper such as the Bagua Ling Zui Talisman was not only used by sorcerers, so giving it to them could save their lives.
Yin Ni can burrow into the ground, and with Guan Xue's ability to escape, escaping should not be a problem.
I also gave some blood-replenishing medicine to Guan Jiyue and Min Ziyu, which made me feel a little more at ease.
Guan Jiyue also gave Hu Yuexi and Yin Ni Yiyao a bone spirit lamp respectively, and then they began to plan to join the game. Guan Jiyue originally wanted to give one to her, but she obviously realized that she was struggling to use the power of the bone spirit lamp, so she didn't want it.
Guan Jiyue did not force her, but gave her some extra talismans: "Be careful, save your life first."
This is what she wanted to say too.
Life is more important than anything else. After dividing the positions, they rushed to their respective positions. After waiting for the lights to light up in all four directions at the same time, Jin Banwei took out a paper boat. After blood seeped into the boat, Jin Banwei threw it into the river. The paper boat suddenly became spacious and tall, and the outer shell was covered with pieces of iron sheets. It looked hard and imposing, and did not look like a paper boat at all.
Ren Qiao took her to the paper boat. They stood at the bow, and Jin Banwei hung a lantern on the sail for lighting.
The light from the lantern fell on the water, and the color of the blood became a little darker, and it also emitted a strong fishy smell. Jin Banwei looked a little uncomfortable: "Sister Ghost, why do people like Mikong not take human life seriously at all?"
How many people will die in such a long river and such deep water?
Ren Qiao stood under the sail, his eyes level with the water, mist trembling gently in his eyes: "Because of greed, they killed people for their own motives."
The sails were hoisted high, and the light of the lanterns was dim red but enough to illuminate the path for the ship to pass.
They set sail, and the boat went upstream along the river.
Kongming Mountain is steep, but the river water is rising slowly, flowing towards the top of the mountain at a strange and steady speed and arc.
Jin Banwei could hardly tell the sky color at the moment, but it should not be night yet. After thinking about it, she took out the Ziwu Lingsha that she had drawn in advance.
The Ziwu Lingsha is indeed a piece of silver-white gauze. From the appearance, it does not look like an armor that can defend against most attacks from magical weapons, but Jin Banwei knows very well that this is something that can only be drawn out at level five of the system, so it naturally cannot be bad.
She draped the tulle over Ren Qiao.
The moment the gauze fell on Ren Qiao, it turned into a gauze skirt and fell on Ren Qiao. It perfectly overlapped with the white skirt she was originally wearing. As long as you didn't look carefully, you could hardly notice the existence of the Ziwu Lingsha.
As the Ziwu Lingsha fell, Ren Qiao clearly felt a little more weight on her body, and a warm breath surrounded her.
This gauze looks thin, but it is quite heavy.
Ren Qiao touched the veil on his body and asked Jin Banwei: "Xiao Jin, what is this?"
Jin Banwei also touched the Ziwu Lingsha. The thin gauze seemed to contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Just by touching it, she felt a sudden warmth in her palm. It was indeed a good thing. This made her feel more at ease.
She smiled: "The armor can protect Sister Ghost."
When Ren Qiao heard that it was armor, he almost subconsciously took off the gauze and gave it to Jin Banwei: "Wouldn't it be better for you to wear it? If I get hurt, I will recover quickly."
She considered Jin Banwei too much in everything and thought less about herself.
Jin Banwei felt sweet in her heart, but she still hoped that Ren Qiao would consider her more.
She held Ren Qiao's hand and gently pinched the back of Ren Qiao's hand with her fingertips: "Sister Ghost, this armor is prepared for you. Only you can wear it."
Jin Banwei said, smiling even more: "And your idea is wrong. We need to avoid getting hurt, so how can we compete with each other on the speed of recovery from injury?"
Jin Banwei's pupils were too bright, like a full moon in the dark night, making it difficult to look away.
But beauty is fragile, and Jin Banwei is much easier to break than her.
Ren Qiao moved closer to Jin Banwei, and the light gauze brushed against the fabric of her clothes, making a slight sound: "Little Jin..."
Before Ren Qiao could finish her words, the sailboat suddenly trembled violently. There was a rustling sound in her ears. Jin Banwei subconsciously held Ren Qiao in her arms. She frowned and looked at the sail. The light of the lantern on the sail began to flicker. She touched Ren Qiao's back: "Ghost sister, did you hear any sound?"
The ship was shaking even more violently. Ren Qiao tapped the board with her toes. Starting from her toes, balls of red mist quickly spread out and turned into red lines, which actually wrapped up the entire ship.
This time, the boat stopped rocking.
Just then, lotus lanterns appeared on the river not far away. The lotus lanterns floated towards them along the river. The candlelight in the center of the lotus lanterns swayed with the waves of the river, but none of them went out.
The blood would quickly dry up if it wet the lotus leaves a little.
Ren Qiao gently nudged Jin Banwei and pointed at the river: "Xiao Jin, look, it's a light."
Jin Banwei let go of Ren Qiao and looked at the lotus lanterns floating on the lake together with Ren Qiao. She knew that some places had this custom of releasing lotus lanterns on special holidays to express grief for loved ones or to pray for blessings and make wishes.
But this is not the place for lotus lanterns.
The more Jin Banwei looked at it, the more she felt strange: "River lanterns, why are there river lanterns here?"
She carefully felt the scent of the lotus lamp, but didn't feel anything unusual.
Ren Qiao was actually enjoying the lanterns. When she was wandering alone, she had seen lotus lanterns sinking into the water, but she was afraid of scaring people, so she just glanced at them from a distance and never looked at them closely.
In fact, Ren Qiao had never had the chance to see most of the beautiful, exquisite and pleasing things in this world. During his lifetime, he was either in the mountains, being plotted against, or guarding schools. The most beautiful scenery he had ever seen was probably the sea lettuce floating on the surface of Shenyuan Lake, which grew densely in clusters, and was also clean and gentle.
After death, always try to walk in sparsely populated areas.
The seemingly simple lanterns actually undergo a long and tedious production process. The final effect is naturally very good. Each one is lifelike, like real lotus blooming on the river. In a sense, they are more beautiful than real lotus.
The candlelight shone faintly through the layers of paper, casting beautiful light and shadows.
Ren Qiao was fascinated by what he saw.
Jin Banwei saw Ren Qiao's joy at the lanterns, and she suddenly remembered that no matter how weathered Ren Qiao looked now, she was essentially only eighteen years old when she died. She was still curious about most things in the world, and had no chance to try them, but she restrained herself most of the time.
It's normal for girls to like beautiful lanterns.
If you like it, you should own it. At least a lantern is not a problem for Jin Banwei.
Jin Banwei took out two lotus lanterns from her bag. Her lotus lanterns were different from these lanterns. They were a kind of paper-making craftsmanship from her. They were originally lanterns that were supposed to be used to kill ghosts, but now they were used to appease Ren Qiao, which was quite nice.
She handed the pink lotus lantern to Ren Qiao with a smile on her face: "Sister Ghost, do you want to light the lantern?"
Ren Qiao took the lotus lantern. She held it carefully, looked at the exquisite lantern, pointed at the lanterns on the river and said, "Xiao Jin, I think your lantern is more beautiful than these."
In fact, she also thought so. After all, the lotus lantern in Ren Qiao's hand was made by a ninth-level paper-making master.
It’s not that Jin Banwei is conceited, but her skills are still much better than those of ordinary craftsmen.
She really loved Ren Qiao's praises, and her eyes gradually filled with smiles. She lit the lotus lantern for Ren Qiao: "Sister Ghost, I heard that the lotus lantern is very effective for making wishes."
Ren Qiao held the lit lotus lantern and looked at Jin Banwei through the light and shadow cast by the lotus lantern. A little bit of obsession was hidden in his eyes as he stared at Jin Banwei.
Those eyes are like water, moist and gentle, and a little bit of light and shadow cast in them adds to the beauty.
Jin Banwei felt embarrassed being stared at by her, but fortunately in the dark night, the brightest light came from the red lantern, and under the red light, she couldn't see the tips of her ears which were slowly turning red.
Jin Banwei held the lotus lantern and led Ren Qiao to the boat.
They were quite far away from the river, but there was a light red mist in Ren Qiao's palm, which carried the lantern and fell onto the lake.
Jin Banwei originally did not have any wishes to make. Although she told Ren Qiao that making wishes with river lanterns was very effective, she no longer believed it in her heart. If she thought about it carefully, even the hexagrams could deceive people. Gods no longer existed in the world, so who would protect people's wishes?
But when she looked at Ren Qiao beside her, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a sincere wish, Jin Banwei had another wish in her heart. She prayed in her heart: "May my wife never suffer again, be safe and worry-free, and never be separated."
I hope the gods can still hear the little pleas of the people and really show up to protect Ren Qiao who has had an unfortunate life.
When she finished making her wish, Ren Qiao had also made his wish.
When Jin Banwei opened her eyes, Ren Qiao was staring at her with a sharp gaze. Jin Banwei subconsciously asked, "Sister Ghost, what wish did you make?"
Ren Qiao looked at her and uttered a gentle syllable: "Xiao Jin."
Jin Banwei didn't realize it for a moment, she was a little confused: "Sister Ghost, what's wrong?"
"My wish is Xiao Jin."
Jin Banwei finally understood. Ren Qiao's gaze was like a fine brush painting, as if he wanted to carefully draw Jin Banwei's facial features one by one and remember them in his mind forever.
If only one person is deeply in love, it would probably be a tragedy.
However, they are all deeply in love, so the story will naturally become sweet.
"My wish is also for a ghost sister."
Two hearts, same wish.
Even though he had to face the dangerous Huangquan Evil, his heart was sweet at this moment, as if honey had melted in his heart, with a faint honey fragrance floating in the air.
Jin Banwei was just about to reach out and hug Ren Qiao when the river lanterns that belonged to her and Ren Qiao and floated on the river underwent a dramatic change. The color of the candlelight in the river lanterns gradually turned into light gold, and thin Sanskrit words emerged from the lotus lanterns and headed towards the oncoming lotus lanterns.
The colors of the lotus lanterns also changed, becoming dark red lights with black mist coming out. It seemed as if a small figure was dancing in the center of the lotus lantern.
Jin Banwei's pupils suddenly contracted: "There is something."
"Sister Ghost, take it." She opened a paper umbrella and handed it to Ren Qiao. The paper umbrella was stained with her blood, turning it into a bright red umbrella. The red umbrella had her power on it, which could block most of Jin Banwei's power as a paper-making master. This was also the umbrella she made specifically for Ren Qiao. It looked easy, but this umbrella was the one that took her the longest time to make.
After making sure Ren Qiao was holding the umbrella firmly, Jin Banwei quickly offered up one lotus lantern after another, pinching her fingers with both hands and saying, "The right way of heaven and earth, the two poles of yin and yang! Break!"
One by one, the lotus lanterns floated to the surface of the river, and more and more Sanskrit characters gathered on the surface of the river. When they touched the red lotus lanterns, they exploded, like clusters of golden fireworks exploding before their eyes.
The red lotus lanterns began to slowly gather and accumulate, and gradually formed five coffins. The red lotus lanterns began to solidify, and finally completely turned into five mahogany coffins. Each coffin was engraved with dense lotus flowers, with petals and leaves connected to each other. The stamens seemed alive, and blood-colored beads rolled down from the tips of the stamens and hit the river surface. The calm river surface was actually stirred up by waves as the beads rolled down.
The waves seemed to contain a strange power, and when they hit the lotus lantern, they actually broke Jin Banwei's lotus lantern into pieces.
The petals scattered everywhere and became withered petals on the river surface. The splashing waves began to roll over the sailboat, and the hull flipped with the waves. Ren Qiao exerted a little force with the hand holding the umbrella and turned the other hand downward. More and more red mist fell out, and the red rope tied to the sailboat became more secure. No matter how the waves beat, the sailboat remained as still as a mountain.
Just as Guan Jiyue said, her paper-making skills are far more suitable for working with Ren Qiao than Min Ziyu's.
When Jin Banwei felt Ren Qiao's control of the sailboat, she focused her attention on the coffins. She had a piece of paper lotus root in her hand, and threw it towards the river. It turned into lotus root silk that entangled the scattered petals, and rushed towards the five mahogany coffins with the petals.
The moment they approached the mahogany coffin, all the petals and paper lotus roots exploded, turning into balls of Sanskrit flames that fell on the coffin and continued to burn it.
With a "bang", the coffin was smashed open, and five zombies in dark brown robes jumped out. The leading zombie looked slender and weak, with a very thin body and a young face, but her eyes were purple, and Jin Banwei and Ren Qiao both recognized her appearance.
A Yuan!
They even wanted to use the undead's face. Jin Banwei was very disgusted. She scattered paper butterflies, stepped on the bodies of the paper butterflies and rushed towards the leading zombie. She had a Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword in her hand. Her sword was very accurate and steady, and she chopped off the zombie's arm.
The zombie actually bypassed her and suddenly jumped onto the boat. The zombie raised his arm slightly and said to Ren Qiao: "Sister, my arm is broken, can you help me connect it?"
Ren Qiao saw the face that looked very much like Yuan, and his expression was a little dazed: "Yuan."
Jin Banwei was anxious and hurried back to the boat, but her way was blocked by four other zombies. She could only shout, "Ghost sister, she is not Yuan."
The zombie that looked like Yuan didn't move easily. She just stood in front of Ren Qiao and raised her arm: "Sister, it hurts."
Her arms were slowly healing, and her tone was pitiful, but her expression was stiff. The zombie's body had long since hardened, so she couldn't look pitiful.
Jin Banwei suddenly felt something was wrong. She didn't seem to be going to kill Ren Qiao, but rather was testing Ren Qiao's bottom line.
Or it could be said that she was testing whether Ren Qiao would hold back because of that face that looked so much like A Yuan.
Jin Banwei was still worried that Ren Qiao would show mercy, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Ren Qiao suddenly reach out her empty hand towards the zombie. Her nails suddenly became very long and sharp, and she gently pulled at the zombie's cheek, actually ripping off the zombie's face. She said very calmly, "This face does not belong to you."
Ren Qiao admitted that she still felt a little sad when she saw A Yuan's face, but she also knew very well that A Yuan was dead, and the zombie in front of her was not worthy of doing evil with the face of that good girl, which would be an insult to A Yuan's kindness.
She tore off the zombie's face. Perhaps because of Ren Qiao's lack of strength, the wound on the zombie's face healed much slower than that on its arm. But after feeling that Ren Qiao was not holding back, the zombie suddenly distanced itself from Ren Qiao and said in a crying voice, "Wuwuwu, bad sister."
She seemed to want Ren Qiao to show mercy, but her body suddenly jumped off the boat, and her sharp nails grabbed the besieged Jin Banwei.
But Ren Qiao was faster than her. She took the first step to pull Jin Banwei out of the pile of zombies. The umbrella in her hand flew out of her hand, and she broke the arm of a zombie with her backhand. She lightly tapped her toes, and her body suddenly floated higher, catching the umbrella.
She held a red umbrella in one hand and put her arm around Jin Banwei's waist with the other, and brought Jin Banwei back to the boat.
Jin Banwei saw all of this. Ren Qiao really did everything he promised her, so she no longer held back on the enemy.
The five zombies actually screamed to the sky at the same time, making hoarse roars. After their voices fell, the water on the lake became filthy, and black liquid poured out continuously. Figures began to emerge from under the river surface.
They were soaked, their eyes were black and blue, their lips were pale, their bodies were bloated as if they were filled with water, and they emitted a strong stench, but there was still fresh blood flowing in their bodies.
A floating corpse. It was actually a floating corpse.
The so-called floating corpses are corpses that have been soaked in water for many years after death and trapped and raised with a formation. Their bodies are dead, but their blood is alive. Even if their bodies are rotten, they will not become rigid. They look like dying living people rather than cold and dull zombies.
One by one, corpses floated to the surface and headed towards the boat.
As they stepped on the river, the sounds became more and more uniform. There were more than 300 of them in a dense mass, and their clothes were of slightly different ages.
Jin Banwei tugged at her palms. When did Mikong and the others start killing people and raising corpses? How many people did they kill?
As more and more blood flowed from the floating corpses, the river surface was ablaze with black flames, approaching the boats. The leading zombie clapped his hands excitedly: "It's burning, it's burning."
Jin Banwei quickly took out another lantern and hung it on the other side of the sail. She held Ren Qiao's hand tightly with some worry: "Sister Ghost, don't let go of the umbrella."
She couldn't judge Ren Qiao's current strength, but she didn't want to hurt Ren Qiao in any way.
The black fire approaching the ship was blocked by the flames from the lanterns. However, the collision of the two forces caused the ship to fall downwards. The leading zombie became even more excited: "It's sinking, it's sinking."
Her voice really sounded like that of a child who knew nothing about the world, but Jin Banwei and the others knew very well that this was not a child, but a zombie who was seeking death, a puppet in the hands of others.
Jin Banwei threw out more and more butterflies, and more and more blood flowed out of her palms. More and more spiritual paper was soaked in blood and flew out with the paper butterflies. She muttered, "Spiritual manifestation!"
Fire-gathering talismans suddenly appeared on the backs of those butterflies, and a few of them even had fire-cursing talismans attached to them.
She still had more intermediate talisman paper in her hand, and could not use advanced talisman paper as casually as Guan Jiyue. Moreover, the talisman paper would have a greater impact on Ren Qiao. She still preferred to use the paper-making master's method plus a little talisman paper as an aid.
Before Jin Banwei could move, a wooden boat suddenly rushed over at a very fast speed. Before Jin Banwei could see the people on the boat clearly, she caught a glimpse of a whisk that turned into silver threads and flew out. On the tips of the silver threads were engraved broken mirror symbols. The floating corpses pierced by the silver threads were blown into pieces. The broken flesh all over the sky made Jin Banwei frown. Before she could react, Ren Qiao had already pulled her to hide under the umbrella.
She watched as three figures jumped onto her ship, led by a white-haired old man: "My friend, I'm here to help you!"
They knew this man. It was Li Guichu whom they had met in the ghost town. He was the one who was in charge of the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams Formation at that time. He also lost Guan Jiyue's three bone spirit lamps at that time. He also said that he must find the lamps back for Guan Jiyue.
Jin Banwei did not forget that Li Guichu was Ren Qingxu's apprentice, and was one of the few outstanding figures in the Sanqing Taoist sect.
The younger man and woman must also be from the Sanqing Taoist sect.
Jin Banwei didn't think it was a good thing to meet disciples of the Sanqing Taoist sect at this time.
However, after they appeared, the zombies disappeared, leaving only the floating corpses on the river.
She frowned, subconsciously took Ren Qiao's hand, and took a step back: "Li Guichu, Taoist Li? Why are you here?"
Li Guichu stroked his white beard, and his attitude was very good: "I heard that you guys came here to look for the lanterns. We are also responsible for the loss of the three bone spirit lanterns, so I specially brought two disciples to help you."
I heard, who said this?
Those who knew that there was a roaring mountain above them should all be on the mountain at this moment. How could anyone go and tell the Sanqing Taoist sect about this?
Jin Banwei's guard became even stronger: "Heard it? I wonder who told you that?"
Li Guichu bowed to Jin Banwei and said, "To be honest, it was my master who told me this through divination."
Ren Qingxu, it was Ren Qingxu who guided them here.
This made Jin Banwei's heart shake. The floating corpse was still approaching. She took a deep breath and once again summoned a lantern. The lantern hung up, and the approaching floating corpses were blocked one by one.
A large number of methods were used, causing the blood in Jin Banwei's body to drain quickly.
Jin Banwei quickly swallowed a blood-replenishing pill, and then asked, "Even if Taoist Li wanted to help us find the Bone Spirit Lamp, he should have gone to find Sister Ji Yue. Why did he follow us?"
Li Guichu had just been willing to tell everyone he knew, but now he was a little hesitant, as if he had something to hide.
The male disciple standing behind him spoke for him: "Master's divination said that we can see Guan Jiyue if we enter the formation from the death position. I don't know why, when we catch up, we will see you instead of Guan Jiyue."
The female disciple couldn't help but ask, "Master, why is Guan Jiyue not here? Master is so good at fortune-telling, how could he be wrong?"
Li Guichu probably didn't believe that Ren Qingxu would make a wrong prediction, so he didn't speak for a long time.
But Jin Banwei understood that Ren Qingxu had not made a mistake in his calculations. He just wanted to guide them here. As for the reason... Jin Banwei looked at Ren Qiao beside her. How could she have neglected it? Ren Qingxu was also a Taoist priest who was good at fortune-telling.
Li Guichu frowned and said, "Maybe something has affected Master's divination."
After Li Guichu finished explaining, the young Taoist couldn't help but look Jin Banwei up and down. They had met before in the ghost town. Seeing each other again, his doubts grew and his tone was not very good: "This death position is extremely risky. You actually didn't let Guan Jiyue take this death position. If you don't have enough life, you can come to us for help."
He is far from being as gentle and humble as Li Guichu.
Among the three of them, only Li Guichu has the ability, and Jin Banwei can still think highly of him. She doesn't think highly of this little disciple. He is a little ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. Jin Banwei dares to say that anyone who enters the formation from these four directions is stronger than this little disciple.
His perception was too poor, but Li Guichu noticed something. He looked at the hanging lanterns and the countless paper butterflies on the river: "Friend Jin, you can go to the fatal position. I guess it's not a risk, but you really have the ability."
Jin Banwei did not respond. She had to be alert and guard against those who were guided here by Ren Qingxu: "Ren Qingxu's guidance is wrong. There is no Sister Ji Yue in this death position. Taoist priests, please go back."
She was already very polite, but the young Taoist frowned and said, "How dare you call me Master by my name!"
Jin Banwei was inexplicably annoyed when she saw them defending Ren Qingxu: "He is your master, not mine."
Her attitude was not right, as if she was affected by something. It was so obvious that Ren Qiao noticed the abnormality. She tugged at Jin Banwei and said, "Little Jin."
Jin Banwei felt Ren Qiao pulling her, and subconsciously wanted to yell at Ren Qiao, shouting, "That's your father, not my father. Why should I respect him? He is a complete villain."
Jin Banwei was startled and quickly pasted two Qingxin Talismans on her chest.
Ren Qiao's attitude was obviously not to blame her for calling Ren Qingxu by her name, but rather that he noticed something unusual in Jin Banwei's tone.
Jin Banwei also noticed something. She seemed to become a little irritable and depressed just now. Could it be that there was something about these three people that could affect her mood? Even if it wasn't them... it must be those disappeared zombies.
Jin Banwei narrowed her eyes slightly. She glanced at the restless lake. The arrival of Li Guichu and the others had disrupted her rhythm. She spoke again, "Master Li, please take your disciples back. We don't need your help here."
The young Taoist priest was even more dissatisfied: "Do you think you can deal with these hundreds of floating corpses and the ferocious zombies without us?"
He looked down on Jin Banwei too much, which gave Li Guichu a headache: "Zhong Yu!"
There are two young Taoist priests, a boy and a girl, one is called Zhong Yu and the other is called Fei Lin. They are both disciples of Li Guichu, and great-grandchildren of Ren Qingxu. To be honest, they have to call Ren Qiao "uncle master", after all... Ren Qiao is older than Li Guichu.
Ren Qingxu never mentioned it, and Jin Banwei would never mention this relationship.
The floating corpses were ramming into the boat more and more frequently. She decided not to waste time with them for the time being. It was more important to deal with the floating corpses.
Jin Banwei turned around and warned Ren Qiao: "Sister Gui, don't let go of the umbrella."
She didn't even avoid Li Guichu and the others, and said to Ren Qiao in front of them, "Be careful of them."
"Okay!" Ren Qiao responded.
Zhong Yu felt even more uncomfortable: "What do you mean? We are clearly here to help."
She knew why Zhong Yu was angry. If she came to help but the other party didn't appreciate it at all, she would also be unhappy.
But she would rather be more suspicious than let her and Ren Qiao's lives be passively controlled by others: "Sorry, maybe you are kind, but I can't trust you."
"You've been dealing with Guan Jiyue, so there must be something wrong with your brain."
If he hadn't scolded Guan Jiyue, Jin Banwei would not have been ready to attack. But after he scolded Guan Jiyue, pieces of silk cloth flew out from Jin Banwei's sleeves and wrapped around the bodies of Zhong Yu and the other two at an extremely fast speed.
Although Li Guichu was old, he had the quickest reaction and was the only one who dodged the silk cloth. The other two were tightly wrapped by the silk cloth. Zhong Yu shouted unwillingly, "What are you doing?"
He was about to struggle when a thunder talisman fell on the silk cloth.
"You'd better not move. Once you break free from the silk cloth, the Heavenly Thunder Talisman will explode. I won't care if you get hurt."
"Master!" Zhong Yu couldn't help but call out Li Guichu.
But Li Guichu was different from him. He was a Taoist priest who respected people very much. He knew very well that they were here to help, not to cause trouble. He pointed to the river and said, "Young man, you want to deal with these floating corpses first, right?"
Seeing that Li Guichu had a good attitude, Jin Banwei did not force Li Guichu in. After all, based on Li Guichu's strength, it should be a bit difficult, and he really didn't seem to have any ill intentions. When they were in the ghost town, she also saw that Li Guichu was a person who listened to advice and had some sense of justice.
As the first sect, are the Sanqing Taoist sects really full of evil people?
Jin Banwei couldn't be sure.
When in the ghost town, the power contained in Ren Qiao's body was no less than that of Li Guichu. Now that he has merged two souls, it should be unlikely for Li Guichu to defeat Ren Qiao with his ability, which makes Jin Banwei feel more at ease.
As long as Ren Qiao is on guard enough, it will be fine.
She nodded and stood on the bow. Li Guichu quickly followed: "I'll help you, little friend."
Zhong Yu shouted again unwillingly: "Master!"
Feilin was very depressed: "Brother, please stop talking. I am implicated by you. Look at these paper lanterns and paper butterflies. Only Lin Jinpeng's master can do such fancy tricks. Miss Jin is not weak at all. It would not be surprising if she could solve the floating corpse by herself."
More and more paper butterflies gathered in Jin Banwei's palm, there were hundreds of them. These paper butterflies were taller, more powerful and faster than the ones used against Ren Qianjing. They flew towards the floating corpse and wrapped it with their bodies, while fire talismans emerged from their backs. The leading butterfly had a more advanced fire curse talisman on its body.
"Yin and Yang are at their peaks, all living things have their own way, the universe is broken, and all the talismans obey my orders!"
After Jin Banwei's voice fell, explosions sounded on the river surface: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The flames spread along the blood, and the floating corpses that were not blown up by the butterflies were also covered by the flames. The floating corpses struggled, but their black flames were swallowed by the golden flames. More and more blood flowed out of the floating corpses' bodies, and Jin Banwei's flame began to shrink.
Jin Banwei quickly controlled the lanterns above her head and flew two of them towards the floating corpses. They landed on top of the flames. Her blood continuously flowed from her palms to the lanterns. The lanterns ignited the golden flames again. This time the flames were stronger and brighter. Several clusters of flames soared higher and higher and actually burned the lanterns together. However, at this time, most of the floating corpses had been dealt with by Jin Banwei. Only a few dozen wailing floating corpses were left. Jin Banwei's own blood and energy were already depleted. She did not move immediately, and Li Guichu beside her rushed out: "Friend Jin, I'll take care of the rest."
Li Guichu took the initiative, so she had no reason to stop him.
"Xiao Jin." Ren Qiao immediately came to Jin Banwei's side and gently supported Jin Banwei: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Jin Banwei replied lightly, but her eyes lit up the next moment: "Sister Gui, did you see that? I have really become stronger. I can protect you, so you don't have to worry about me all the time."
"Yeah, I saw it. Xiao Jin is very powerful."
It sounded like he was coaxing her, but Jin Banwei was indeed coaxed.
Zhong Yu admired the grand fireworks display and wanted to praise Jin Banwei, but then he saw her turn around and flirt with the female ghost. The praise on his lips turned into a teasing: "You... you have used up all your blood now. I'm afraid you are not going to survive the rest of the way!"
Jin Banwei took out the blood-replenishing pills and the Qi-nourishing pills and ate them in front of Zhong Yu. Her complexion improved visibly, and her blood and Qi also recovered very quickly in front of Zhong Yu. Zhong Yu was stunned by this recovery ability: "You, are you still alive?"
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Jin Banwei discovered that Zhong Yu might not be a bad person, because he looked a little stupid.
"Brother, every paper-making master has his own way of replenishing blood. Lin Jinpeng has it, not to mention a paper-making master of Miss Jin's level!"
Feilin was speechless. If she hadn't been tied up with silk cloth, she would have wanted to stay away from Zhong Yu.
She turned her head and looked at Jin Banwei and Ren Qiao with a look of longing: "Miss Jin, beautiful sister, can you please let me go? I am different from my senior brother. I don't have any bad intentions. You are beautiful and kind-hearted, and you are a perfect match. You are simply a match made in heaven. You are so well matched, you will definitely let me go, right! After all, I look too much like a light bulb standing here. If you let me go, I will go to the corner and reduce my presence. I will never be a light bulb!"
Feilin spoke for a long time, leaving Jin Banwei and Ren Qiao dumbfounded. Ren Qiao's eyes trembled slightly: "Xiao Jin, why don't you let go of Miss Feilin? Although we are not sure that this girl is a good person, she should not be able to hurt us."
Jin Banwei nodded and agreed.
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