After the Golden Crow set in the west, it became even darker in the mountains, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
The fire in the ruined temple in the mountains became the only source of light in the darkness, attracting those evil creatures that could only survive in the abyss, who were staring at it eagerly and ready to make a move.
"Here they come! Those guys are here!"
The man's voice sounded panicked and frightened.
"Light the fire!" Another voice came, and the fire suddenly lit up, surrounding the entire ruined temple and forming a wall of fire.
Outside the wall of fire, figures were seen walking out of the forest.
They were wearing yamen runners' uniforms, with many knife wounds all over their bodies. If they were normal people, they would have bled to death long ago.
But these people were still able to move, but their eyes were dull and the corners of their mouths were raised in a strange arc, as if someone had forcibly pulled the corners of their mouths up to their ears, and their smiles were extremely terrifying.
Like zombies, they approached the ruined temple, but were stopped by the wall of fire.
An arrow flew through the air and pierced through the head of one of the yamen runners. The man's head tilted back at a strange angle, and a creaking sound like his bones were dislocated was heard. The yamen runner actually raised his head again with a horrible smile on his face.
"Enough! I've told you so many times, they are now controlled corpses. It's useless even if you chop off their heads. Don't waste your arrows!"
Situ Jing shouted at the group of panicked yamen runners on the other side.
The group of yamen runners were so frightened that they turned pale and didn't know what to do.
They were really scared, so they went into the mountains to search for people, but suddenly, all the people they found were possessed by evil spirits, and turned into monsters that were neither human nor ghost, and they started to chase them.
They were afraid, and Situ Jing also thought it was unlucky.
He took the Black Armored Guards up the mountain in secret and had no intention of showing up. As a result, as soon as he entered the mountain, he found something wrong.
There were some dirty guys who took the opportunity to cause trouble during this period, but they were all resolved by him.
Then, that dirty guy started to hold a grudge. Since these yamen runners didn't know any esoteric arts, they became targets and were used as puppets to deal with them.
"Mr. Situ, this is not a good idea. Those dirty things are afraid of fire, but corpses are not."
A black-armored guard said this as he watched the yamen runner puppets walk through the fire circle step by step and turn into flaming corpses walking towards them.
Situ Jing's eyes condensed, he took out a handful of soybeans from his arms, and formed a seal with his hands, "Xuan Tian borrows the magic, and the beans become soldiers!"
He threw a handful of soybeans into the fire, which immediately caused a series of crackling sounds. In the flames, the soybeans transformed into palm-sized little men, which quickly jumped onto the bodies of the yamen runners' puppets.
The next moment, beast-like screams erupted from the yamen puppets, and one by one the puppets fell down.
The others breathed a sigh of relief, and the few surviving yamen runners shouted:
"Fallen! These bodies are fallen!"
"Oh my god, we are saved!"
Situ Jing's face did not show any sign of relaxation, and he said in a serious voice: "Everyone, pay attention, the real guy is coming."
The black-armored guards clenched their swords tightly. They had dealt with that group of evil spirits before and gained nothing except catching a handful of black demons.
Several brothers were ambushed and suffered minor injuries.
The speed of that thing is extremely fast.
As they were talking, they saw "figures" appearing outside the fire.
It was said to be a human, but the shape of that thing was more like a monkey. It was black all over, with long arms hanging to the ground and only one foot, and it moved forward in a hopping manner.
These guys all had skulls of varying sizes on their necks, and their scarlet eyes glowed with bloodthirsty light.
As they approached, strange laughter continued to be heard, which sounded like that of a human or an animal, and was full of malice.
“What the hell is this!”
"It's a mandrill!" Situ Jing cursed, "Find something to plug your ears. The mandrill's laughter can bewitch the mind. It's very cunning."
The black-armored guards were still strong-minded, but the eyes of the few surviving yamen runners were red and they were about to walk out of the fire circle.
A black-armored guard passed by and knocked the men unconscious, but the mandrill's laughter became louder and louder, drilling into people's ears.
Situ Jing also felt annoyed. These things were afraid of fire and didn't dare to get close to him, so he wanted to influence their minds and make them leave the circle of fire and fall into the trap.
Some black-armored guards bent their bows and shot arrows, but the mandrills were extremely fast and their figures were difficult to catch.
Situ Jing cursed again.
The night is long and has just begun, and it is destined to be a tug of war.
Situ Jing chanted the meditation mantra loudly, but how could his voice alone counter the laughter of dozens of mandrills?
Seeing that someone around him could no longer hold on, Situ Jing became anxious.
The woman's voice was like a sharp blade, piercing directly like tearing silk.
"It's really interesting. In the middle of the night, are the monkeys on this mountain holding a meeting?"
The mandrill's laughter stopped abruptly.
Situ Jing and others shook their bodies and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
Then, in the eerie woods, a ghost light flickered, and someone walked out of the woods with a lantern, her red dress fluttering, as if she came from the underworld, mysterious and strange.
Situ Jing rubbed his eyes subconsciously: "Princess?!"
The black-armored guards were also shocked.
Those mandrills seemed to have discovered fresh prey. They let out even more excited shrill laughs and pounced towards Qing Wu in unison.
"Princess, be careful!"
Situ Jing shouted, and the other black-armored guards also raised their swords and tried to rush out of the wall of fire.
The next moment, they all froze.
"roll--"
With just a cry, all the mandrills fell to their knees, prostrating themselves on the ground, wailing miserably.
Qing Wu's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent: "You are just a wild monster, but you have been blessed by the heavens and have gained your sanity. Instead of cultivating yourself, you are causing chaos in the world and killing lives."
"What a bunch of beasts, how dare you!"
The mandrills let out even more miserable cries, as if they were suffering some kind of torture.
A terrifying aura emanated from the woman.
It was as if the underworld opened its gate behind her. The black-armored guards in the distance shuddered suddenly, and Situ Jing's pupils trembled even more.
Ordinary people might not be able to feel it, but he is a member of the Xuanmen after all, and can feel the unusual pressure from Qing Wu.
At this moment, Qingwu is a completely different person than usual.
The underworld official appointed by heaven judges good and evil and determines cause and effect.
There is nothing in the world that she cannot judge.
"Imperial decree: All evil beasts shall be punished in the underworld, with their souls torn apart, their spirits cut off, and they shall be thrown into a mountain of knives for a hundred times, and then burned in a frying pan, and shall not be allowed to reincarnate."
The judge drew a line with his crimson pen, and a bloody line was drawn in the air, like a chain for harvesting evil spirits, sweeping across the necks of the mandrills.
All the mandrills were beheaded and their souls were all collected in the Judge's Pen the next moment.
The night wind blew by, gradually weakening the wall of fire.
A group of people were stunned, staring at the woman's mysterious figure in disbelief, as if they were still dreaming.
Qing Wu kicked aside the corpse of a mandrill, raised her eyes to look at him, and blinked her beautiful eyes.
All the unhappiness and irritability in his heart turned into speechlessness and awkwardness after seeing Situ Jing and others.
She curled her lips and asked a stupid question: "Why... are you here?"
Situ Jing retracted his jaw, which was about to be dislocated, and swallowed his saliva, saying: "The prince is worried about the ability of Jingzhao Yin to do things, so he asked us to help find Wang Yulang."
"What about you, Princess?"
Qing Wu: “…”
The Judge's Pen's gloating voice sounded in his head: "Oh my, which unscrupulous evil spirit is wrongly accusing me? Oh my, our heartless Awu-sama must grow a conscience~"
Qing Wu: “…” Damn her conscience, she doesn’t want it anymore!
Xiao Chenyan, are you sick? Why can't you just tell the truth but insist on being so stubborn?!
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