Chapter 133 Take My Shovel
Wen Lingyue was slightly startled, looked in the direction Jia Luo was looking, squatted down, reached out and gently pushed away a layer of rotten leaves on the ground.
In an instant, an even stronger chill hit his face and he couldn't help but take a breath of cool air. He saw some pale bones vaguely visible under the soil, crisscrossing each other.
"This..." Wen Lingyue's brows were twisted into a knot and he turned to look at Jia Luo.
Jia Luo's face was tense, and he said softly, "Dad, Fourth Brother, these bones should be used to seal or nourish evil spirits, and they are probably quite old. The reason why this tree is so evil is because the things underneath are using its vitality to cultivate. We have to break this formation quickly, otherwise when it wakes up completely, Yunwu Mountain will be covered in ashes."
Jia Luo walked around the tree, her brows furrowed. After a moment, she said, "Fourth Brother, dig out the things inside first!"
"But, Lolo, we didn't bring anything!" Wen Lingyue said.
When Jia Luo heard this, he took out a few shovels from his small bag and threw them on the ground: "Dad, have you forgotten that my bag can hold a lot of things!"
Wan Yan's eyes lit up, he picked up the shovel on the ground and looked at it, then said with a smile: "Lolo, are you still packing this thing?"
"Yeah, it doesn't take up any space!" He picked up a smaller shovel from the ground and walked to the pile of rotten leaves.
Jia Luo held the shovel tightly and carefully pushed away the layers of rotten leaves and soil. Wen Lingyue and Wan Yan hurriedly followed and started working together.
As they dug deeper, the chill became more and more biting, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching them in the darkness.
Soon, a pile of animal skeletons gradually revealed their entire appearance. The white bones were entangled and piled up, emitting a disgusting stench. Even Jialuo and Wanyan, who had been in contact with ghosts since childhood, could not help but frown slightly.
In the center of the corpse, a huge sarcophagus stood quietly, and the surface of the sarcophagus was engraved with complex patterns, like runes, or some kind of curse. Those lines flowed faintly in the dim light, as if they had life.
"This sarcophagus looks very evil. I'm afraid it's sealing something extremely dangerous." Wan Yan said in a deep voice.
At this moment, the ground around the sarcophagus began to shake, and black mist surged out from the cracks in the ground and quickly spread.
"Dad, step back!" Jia Luo shouted and pulled Wen Lingyue behind him. The spiritual power in his body circulated, forming a protective light curtain around the three of them to resist the invasion of the mist.
In the mist, there were faint roars, like the roars of evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hell.
Jia Luo stared at the coffin closely: "Dad, the seal of this sarcophagus might have been triggered by us, and the evil spirit inside is about to wake up. Take the talisman I gave you, hold Dahua and find a place to hide!"
Wen Lingyue knew that he couldn't fall behind, so he nodded hurriedly, took the talisman paper with one hand, and quickly picked up the big flower that was meowing at his feet with the other hand, then quickly stepped aside.
Dahua seemed to sense the danger as well. Her usual arrogance was gone. She curled up tightly in Wen Lingyue's arms, her hair standing on end, her eyes wide open, staring straight in the direction of the sarcophagus from which mist continued to pour out.
At this moment, the sarcophagus lid began to shake slowly, making a dull friction sound, and with every shake, the roar became louder.
Suddenly, a pale hand with blue veins stretched out from the edge of the coffin lid. The fingers were as slender as hooks and the nails were sharp, making harsh scratches on the sarcophagus.
"What kind of monster is this?" Wan Yan swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.
Jia Luo looked solemn, and quickly formed seals with her hands. Golden runes appeared on her palms: "No matter what it is, we must not let it come into the world to cause trouble!"
Having said that, she threw the rune towards the sarcophagus. The moment the rune touched the sarcophagus, it emitted a dazzling light, as if it wanted to seal the sarcophagus again.
However, the light only lasted for a moment before being dispersed by a strong black mist that surged out of the sarcophagus.
Then, the coffin lid was suddenly opened, and a tall figure surrounded by black mist stood up.
When the mist cleared a little, we could see that the monster had a human body and a beastly face, with two long fangs exposed, a pair of curved horns on its head, and a pair of huge bat wings slowly spreading out behind its back. Every time they flapped, they brought up a gust of cold wind.
"You ignorant insects, how dare you disturb my rest? You all must die today!" The monster let out an earth-shaking roar, causing the surrounding trees to fall to the ground.
Wan Yan's figure flashed, holding the peach wood sword and rushing towards the monster without hesitation: "Monster, you dare to claim to be the king, I will destroy you today!"
The monster smiled contemptuously, stretched out a hand, easily grasped the peach wood sword that was stabbing at him, and then exerted a little force, and the peach wood sword was crushed by him.
Then, it waved its other hand, and a black mist slashed towards Wan Yan.
Wan Yan was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"Fourth Brother!" Jia Luo exclaimed and was about to run over to check.
"Don't come over here, Lolo!" Wan Yan struggled to stand up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the situation, Wan Yan roared, raised his shovel, took out a talisman and stuck it on the shovel, then poured all his spiritual power into it. The shovel instantly ignited with flames and rushed towards the monster: "Take my shovel!"
Seeing this, the monster was not in a hurry. It flapped its bat wings, and a gust of wind swept Wan Yan up and threw him towards a big tree nearby. Wan Yan hit the tree, groaned, and fell to the ground.
"How dare you hurt my brother? I will kill you!"
With tears in Jialuo's eyes, he quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted a spell.
In an instant, rays of light shot out from her fingertips and gathered in mid-air to form a huge Bagua formation. The Bagua formation slowly rotated and emitted a powerful force.
"Go to hell!" Jia Luo shouted and moved the Bagua Formation towards the monster.
The monster felt threatened and let out a roar. Black mist surged around it, trying to resist the power of the Bagua Formation.
The two were in a stalemate in the air. For a moment, the light and the black mist intertwined, making a crackling sound.
Jia Luo bit her lower lip tightly, her face became paler, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. She tried her best to maintain the operation of the Bagua Formation, continuously injecting spiritual power, vowing to suppress this evil spirit in one fell swoop.
However, the monster's power seemed endless, the black mist became thicker and thicker, and gradually had a counter-pressure trend, and the light of the Bagua Formation was squeezed and shrunk continuously.
Wen Lingyue was extremely anxious, but didn't know how to help Jialuo.
At this time, Dahua struggled and jumped out of his arms. After Dahua landed, all the hair on its body stood up and a strange light flashed in its dark blue eyes. Without any hesitation, it rushed towards the monster with a "meow".
It ran to the front of the monster, jumped high, and its claws flashed a cold light in the air, grabbing the monster's face fiercely.
The monster obviously didn't expect the little cat to attack actively, and subconsciously turned its head to avoid it, but Dahua's claws still left several bloody scratches on its face. Black blood oozed out, emitting a pungent fishy smell.
"Hmph, you're asking for your own death!" The monster became furious and swung his big hand, slapping Dahua hard.
The big flower flashed nimbly in the air and landed lightly on a branch beside it. The branch sank slightly under its weight, but it stood firmly, emitting a series of low growls from its mouth.
Seeing that Dahua had temporarily diverted some of the monster's attention, Jialuo was delighted. He lightly touched the upper palate with the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The essence and blood merged into the Bagua Formation. In an instant, the Bagua Formation glowed brightly and made a buzzing sound, pressing towards the monster again.
The monster felt unprecedented pressure and became furious. It turned around suddenly and flapped its bat wings wildly. For a moment, sand and rocks flew everywhere and strong winds howled.
The blown-up sand and stones were transformed into sharp blades under the influence of the black mist, sweeping towards one direction.