The paper man's face was dull and stiff, without any life in it. In its pale eye sockets, the two bright red spots were staring straight at the bottom of the bed.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing's heart twitched violently, goose bumps appeared on his arms, and a long-lost fear surged into his heart. This fear was not simply the fear of crisis, but more of the human fear of grotesque and thriller elements.
For example, after watching a horror movie, I dare not go out to the toilet, and I have to cover my head with a quilt when I sleep.
Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was frightened by the paper man, and the fear he had in his childhood came back. Since he became the Night Wandering God, he had never encountered such a situation. The "Night Wandering" skill was elusive and invincible. He had encountered enemies who used skills to restrain the Night Wandering, but this was the first time he had seen through the Night Wandering ghosts directly.
Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was absolutely certain that the paper figure had seen him. He was extremely frightened, but he did not hesitate at all. He rolled out from under the bed, reached into the air, pulled out the explosive pistol, and calmly pulled the trigger.
Paper figures are physical beings, and anything with a physical form can be destroyed, so a pistol capable of long-range shooting is the most suitable method.
According to the properties of the rouge box, the evil spirit can only possess things that have been painted with rouge. If you destroy the possessed object, you should be able to "solve" the paper man. Give it a try!
“Bang, bang, bang~”
The muzzle of the gun spewed flames, and the dark red trajectory crossed and hit the paper man, but the bullet did not explode, but instead a slight boiling sound of "puff" was heard.
Like a branding iron dipped into the mire.
A deep and thick Yin Qi rose around the paper man. When the bullet hit it, the kinetic energy was dissipated, the flame was extinguished, and it disappeared into thin air. The Yin Qi almost materialized. Zhang Yuanqing's pupils dilated slightly. This was definitely not the power that a resentful spirit at the extraordinary stage could possess.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Zhang Yuanqing maintained his shooting posture, allowing the bullets to penetrate the Yin Qi densely, splashing a dark red glow and making a boiling sound.
At the same time, two faint red lights appeared in the dark room. Tap, tap...
The red dancing shoes rose and fell, marking time on the spot.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately issued an order to hunt down the paper man.
“Da da da…”
The red shoes rushed out at high speed, stepping on the face of the paper man fiercely and accurately. The thick Yin Qi violently swayed, like the surface of a lake being stirred up. The face of the paper man was intact, and the red shoes were unable to step through the Yin Qi around it.
But the Red Shoes did not give up and continued to attack tirelessly. Facing this level of evil spirits, the Red Shoes' output was not enough. Zhang Yuanqing was not surprised. He knew the limits of the Red Shoes very well. He summoned them purely to interfere with the evil spirits and increase the pressure on the enemy. Zhang Yuanqing quickly reviewed his props and methods. The first thing he thought of was the red veil, but he gave up immediately. The Yin Qi of the ghost bride was much worse than that of the paper man in front of him.
And he didn't have the courage to fight the paper man in close combat.
The fatal kick of Hou Tu Boots can kick out the power of a saint. It should not be difficult to destroy the paper man with it... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Hou Tu Boots without hesitation and threw it to the Dead Man No. 1 beside him.
The deceased No. 1 put his feet into the boots and finished putting on the robes, while Zhang Yuanqing himself put on the Yin-Yang robe.
The dead man No. 1 rushed forward with heavy steps. When he approached the paper man, the boot on his right foot glowed with a thick, solid yellow light. The muscles in his right leg suddenly swelled, tearing his trouser leg. Snap!
The whip kick left an afterimage in the air, and the paper man was shattered like a reflection. The force of the leg created a gust of wind in the house.
The paper man disappeared, and what the Dead Man No. 1 kicked to pieces was a shadow created by illusion. This kind of ghost magic was most handy when performed by evil spirits.
Tap, tap, tap...the red dancing shoes suddenly ran towards their owner.
Behind me?! Zhang Yuanqing was startled.
Almost at the same time, a paper figure with a pale face and painted with bright red rouge appeared behind him, raised its stiff arms and grabbed the back of the human's neck.
Before the simple paper palm touched him, a cold breath came first, and a thin layer of frost formed on Zhang Yuanqing's back and neck. "Bang!"
He raised the muzzle of his gun and shot the dead man No. 1 in the chest. The bullet exploded and there was a flash of fire.
With a "whoosh" sound, a stream of red fire rushed up and engulfed Zhang Yuanqing's body. The flames caused by the explosive bullets were about to go out when they suddenly expanded and condensed into a figure wearing a Yin-Yang robe.
He put on the Yin-Yang robe, not to cast the water and fire formation, but to use the fire element of the fire master and the water ghost's ability to transform into water to entangle with the paper man. The water and fire clones ignore physical attacks, but cannot ignore the damage at the spiritual level.
Facing a powerful vengeful spirit, it is foolish to deploy a robe formation, because the spirit will be split into two, which is equivalent to destroying one's own martial arts and will be killed instantly by the powerful vengeful spirit.
When dealing with a ghost doll, the main problem is that there are not enough people, so clones can be used to make up the difference. As long as the number of people reaches the requirement, the ghost doll will not be able to attack.
But paper figures are different.
Zhang Yuanqing's palm was filled with flames, and he pressed it on the back of his neck. His face twisted, his mouth twitched, and the back force hissed and smoke rose. Hiss, this Yin Qi can "freeze" my flesh and blood to death. If I am caught by it, even the Night Wandering God can't stand it... Zhang Yuanqing used flames to dispel the Yin Qi, and his other hand was not idle, constantly pulling the trigger.
At the same time, communicating with the imprint in the sea of consciousness, the spirit body split into two, entered the Yin corpse, and launched a heavy and powerful sprint.
Zhang Yuanqing stopped shooting, reached into his trouser pocket and pressed one of the buttons on the Elvis speaker.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The deafening drumbeats echoed in the room, bringing a huge sense of oppression, shocking the spirit, and making people fear from the bottom of their hearts.
The paper man's body trembled, and then froze.
Thump thump thump, the Dead Man No. 1 approached with heavy steps, and the boot on his right foot emitted a thick, real yellow light.
From the previous fight, Zhang Yuanqing found that the paper man was very afraid of Hou Tu's "fatal kick", after all, this kick could kick out the level of the Saint Realm. Therefore, he quickly made a plan to use the drum sound of the Elvis speaker to shock the paper man as a vengeful spirit. The spirit body was split into two because the drum sound did not distinguish between enemies and friends. The dead number one could not be immune, only he, the master, could. The muscles of the dead number one's right leg thickened, and he was about to kick out a whip kick. Suddenly, the two traces of blood in the paper man's eye sockets suddenly lit up and condensed into two twisted and strange spells.
Bewitching Eyes!!
Oops... Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank as he looked at the spell through the corpse's perspective. The next moment, his will became completely confused and his thoughts became a tangled mess. He lost the ability to think calmly.
The negative energy surrounding the paper man suddenly swelled, and with a series of "crackling" sounds, a thin shell of ice condensed on the surface of the deceased No. 1's body, quickly moved away, and instantly turned into an ice sculpture.
Then, the paper man's head tilted 90 degrees and looked at Zhang Yuanqing behind the corpse. Its figure immediately disappeared and appeared behind the only human in the room.
The crude paper-made arm raised up and pinched the back of Zhang Yuanqing's neck. The Yin Qi in the room suddenly surged, and a spiral invisible cyclone was generated at the back of his neck. Large streams of blood and essence were sucked away by the cyclone and poured into the paper man's body. Its pale face actually showed some human ruddy. Under the strong stimulation, Zhang Yuanqing broke free from the influence of the bewitching eye, and immediately felt his limbs stiff and paralyzed. His body was frozen by the terrible Yin Qi, and he could hardly move his fingers. In a few breaths, Zhang Yuanqing's skin lost its luster and became dry and dull. Then, a little bit of fine wrinkles climbed up the corners of his eyes and forehead, and his nasolabial folds deepened and aggravated...
He suddenly looked twenty years older.
Zhang Yuanqing tried desperately to issue attack orders to the corpse, but the deceased No. 1 was in a frozen state, with his joints, flesh and blood frozen and numb, unable to support his master.
The attempt failed, the paper man could not be defeated, the difference in strength was too great. Zhang Yuanqing was pessimistic and desperate to find that the plan to defeat the small boss by force of strength was not realistic.
Even though he had so many props and used so many tactics, he still couldn't defeat the paper man.
Then he could only use the Demon Subduing Pestle. Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to use this item unless he had no other choice. Drinking poison to quench thirst would not solve the problem, but he had no choice now. Drinking poison to quench thirst could at least help him live a little longer. Feeling the weakness and fatigue in his bones, Zhang Yuanqing made a desperate move, gathered the last bit of strength, and slowly reached into his trouser pocket with trembling fingers, intending to turn on the suona of the Elvis speaker.
He wanted to use this to let this body recover some strength, so that after taking out the demon-suppressing pestle, he would have enough strength to attack the paper man. His finger reached in and pressed the button of the suona. At this moment, a question suddenly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind. How did the demon king defeat it? The level of the paper man is obviously not in the extraordinary stage. No matter how strong the demon king is, as a casual cultivator, his overall strength in the extraordinary period is not necessarily stronger than mine. Even I have no hope. How did he pass this level... In a flash, the information fragments in the copy flashed quickly in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.
Finally, two important pieces of information were filtered out:
1: On the night that Mr. Xu bought the rouge box, the paper man only killed Mr. Xu, and the villagers next door were not harmed.
2: The vengeful spirit has a strong desire for blood, and it can only be appeased by sacrificing enough blood.
I understand. The Rouge Box only kills one person a night, or one person's blood is enough to satisfy it. After sucking the target's blood dry, it will not kill again, so the only person who died that day was Mr. Xu...
Fuck, this is a single-player copy. For a spiritual realm traveler, killing just one person is almost certain death. Zhang Yuanqing loosened his finger on the suona button and grabbed in the air instead.
He grabbed a glass test tube, which contained clear golden liquid.
The mouth of the test tube is sealed with a wooden stopper, and the vigorous breath of life is firmly sealed in the test tube.
The essence of life!
A figure that seemed real and illusory floated out from Zhang Yuanqing's body, wrapped in a glass test tube, and flew towards the deceased No. 1.
Chapter 228: Escape from Death and Awakening. This illusory figure was Zhang Yuanqing’s spirit, who used the power of spiritual travel to escape from his body.
Zhang Yuanqing decided to take a gamble and allow his body to be drained of blood and essence, to see whether the paper man would leave satisfied after "killing" someone, or continue to attack the deceased No. 1.
If it is the former, then he has won the bet. If it is the latter, his spiritual body will immediately use the essence of life to save his physical body, and then summon the Demon-Subduing Pestle to perish together with this vengeful spirit.
He dared to take such a gamble, on the one hand, because he had the essence of life in his hands, and on the other hand, after performing the spiritual travel, his physical body would enter a state of suspended animation. Within twenty minutes, his spirit would return, and there was hope that his physical body could be rescued.
So there is no need to worry about having your blood and essence sucked dry.
Zhang Yuanqing was not afraid that the paper man would attack himself as a spirit first, because the item information of Blood Rouge mentioned that the paper man only desired blood. Although the Dead Man No. 1 was a Yin object, it at least had the breath of "life".
It is never the spirit's turn to face the crisis.
To take a step back, if the paper man really attacks himself in his spiritual state, Zhang Yuanqing still has a trick, which is to immediately return to his physical body, let the red dancing shoes activate the second form, and take him away.
In terms of escaping and dodging, the Red Dance Emperor was no less than anyone else in his life. At this moment, his body had shriveled rapidly, his cheeks were sunken, and his skin was full of wrinkles due to lack of water, and he was gradually turning into a mummy. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but hold his breath (psychologically). He didn't know if the Demon Lord had used a similar method, but this was the only way he had figured out based on the copy information.
The man and the spirit watched nervously, but the red dancing shoes refused to give in and continued to attack the paper man. In fact, because of the death of its owner's physical body, it became angry and trampled more frequently and seemed to be more ferocious. Finally, the physical body was completely turned into a mummy, and the great Yuanshi Tianzun died at the hands of the vengeful spirit.
The paper figure, which had absorbed the essence and blood, had its rouge on its face becoming brighter.
“Pah~”
It loosened its crude and simple grip and let the shriveled corpse fall.
The paper man turned his head stiffly and looked at the deceased No. 1. After about ten seconds of silence, the paper man took stiff steps and walked towards the door with a rustling sound. It stopped killing.
The red shoes followed me like a shadow, relentlessly chasing after the paper man. I made the right bet, and I stopped Zhang Yuanqing from chasing me endlessly.
Watching the feet in embroidered shoes step over the threshold and walk into the darkness step by step, Zhang Yuanqing in the spirit state remained tense and did not let down his guard.
After about five minutes, there was silence inside and outside the house, and no sound could be heard in the thick darkness.
No, there was movement.
The red shoes wandered around the room, sometimes stopping next to the flesh, sometimes stopping next to the spirit, and a message appeared above:
【Will you dance with me...】
But it didn't know whether to demand payment from its dead body or from its spirit that couldn't dance.
This is the first time it has encountered this kind of bug.
He should be gone... Zhang Yuanqing finally couldn't wait to float towards the body, pulled out the cork with a "pop", pried open the body's stiff jaw, and inserted the test tube directly into the deep of the throat.
This is because the physical body cannot swallow.
After all the life essence in the test tube had entered the stomach of the body, Zhang Yuanqing pulled it out, and there was another "pop" sound.
After a while, the dry skin gradually became full, and the flesh and blood supported the loose skin. With every passing second, the flesh became fuller. This process lasted for more than ten seconds. Not only did the skin recover completely,
It is also more tender and smooth, as if reborn.
But there was no breathing, no heartbeat.
This is what the physical body looks like when the night-wandering spirit leaves the body, and this is the state of suspended animation.
Zhang Yuanqing was truly relieved and threw himself into his body. The next second, his body opened his eyes, his pupils dilated and stared at the roof, then quickly shrank, and he gasped for breath, like a drowning man regaining his heartbeat.
At this time, the dead man No. 1 completely expelled the negative energy in his body and his joints became flexible again.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo…”
"It's too difficult. This can't possibly be an A-level copy. I don't want to do anything. I want to take a break. No one can disturb me!" Zhang Yuanqing breathed in the fresh air greedily.
Then, he heard a brisk "da da" sound echoing in his ears. You are an exception... Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze, and he got up silently. After dancing with Red Shoes, Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the edge of the bed, not to rest, but because sitting was more conducive to thinking.
Although he managed to escape the crisis of the paper man, Zhang Yuanqing did not feel the slightest bit of joy because he had realized that something was wrong.
"Is this an A-level copy? This is even more brutal than an S-level copy. The paper figurines on the second watch almost made me reveal all my cards. Where's the boss on the third watch? Where's the princess?"
The difficulty level of Aphasia Village is completely beyond the scope of A-level. Even in S-level, it is probably the most ferocious echelon. This is obviously unreasonable.
Zhang Yuanqing frowned deeply:
"There's something strange about this copy. There must be something wrong. I have to find the problem before midnight, otherwise I'm dead."
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he reviewed all the details after entering the copy.
Conversations with Wang Xiaoer, conversations with the old man, exchanges with Elvis' speaker, and details of what I saw and heard.
Time passed slowly, and as he reviewed the situation over and over again, he seemed to have grasped something vaguely, but it was not clear enough.
Zhang Yuanqing was in no hurry to grasp the vague idea. He took out a few blue pills from his trouser pocket, held them in his palm, and then recalled his father's remains in his mind.
His brain power slowly boiled over and his heart began to beat in overload. He soon entered the "super brain" state. Messy fragments of memory flashed by quickly and his ears were filled with meaningless noise.
The nasal cavity felt hot and bright red blood flowed out.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately swallowed the pill to calm down these negative states. Then, he replayed all the scenes since entering the dungeon frame by frame, rehearsing everything in his mind, including the texture of the stone house and the direction of the withered grass on the roadside.
"Some time ago, I met a wandering Taoist priest. He said that the mountain behind is a good place for Feng Shui, and there must be a big tomb in the mountain..."
"Villager Wang Xiaoer stole the burial objects and planned to go to the provincial capital to sell them to wealthy families. Unexpectedly, that night, she followed him out..."
"At four o'clock in the morning, everyone in the village was dead..."
"The location of the ancient tomb is 23 miles southwest of Houshan."
"Run, run away quickly~
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly woke up and exited the "playback mode". He opened his eyes wide and felt like he was in a state of enlightenment.
"I understand the real gameplay of this copy..."
ps: Typos will be corrected later after updating, and tomorrow morning’s chapter will be delayed to the evening.