1936, when will it end?
At noon, the sun was at its zenith and the Yang energy was at its peak. Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince were ready, and the group stood up and walked inside. Everyone consciously protected the three most seriously injured people in the middle.
As the only woman without martial arts skills in the team, Feng Qingchen should have been protected in the middle, but Feng Qingchen refused: "I can protect myself."
With the Snow Wolf around, Feng Qingchen believed that as long as she didn't make any mistakes and rushed forward, pretending to be a hero, she would be fine, and in fact, that was the case.
Only a dozen steps away from the Ghost Forest, everyone slowed down their pace at the same time. The Snow Wolf changed its previous silence and howled at the Ghost Forest, its fur shaking from time to time. Not only did it refuse to move forward, it also kept retreating.
"Don't be afraid, we are here." Feng Qingchen stroked the snow wolf's fur.
"Animals like wolves and dogs are particularly sensitive to those things. There might really be some unclean things in this ghost forest. Be careful." Xuan Shaoqi had a serious look on his face. He had been wandering around the world for many years, and he had heard more about ghosts than the Ninth Uncle, Feng Qingchen and others.
There are several mysterious places in the world, where countless people have died. No one can find a second explanation except ghosts and gods.
"Yeah. Keep an eye on the snow wolf." The Ninth Prince responded and, by the way, handed the task of protecting the snow wolf to Xuan Shaoqi.
Xuan Shaoqi didn't want to pay attention to him, but the Ninth Prince was obviously trying to protect Qingchen, so he naturally couldn't care about Snow Wolf. Xuan Shaoqi had no choice but to wave at Snow Wolf, signaling him to follow him.
The snow wolf knew that everyone had to go into the forest, so it naturally hugged Xuan Shaoqi's thighs tightly and tried its best to act cute and please him so that Xuan Shaoqi would protect it.
"Let's go in." The Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi walked in the front, Feng Qingchen followed closely behind, and the eighteen riders were the rear guard.
As I took the first step into the ghost forest, the sunlight disappeared from above my head, and all I saw was darkness.
As soon as he entered the ghost forest, Feng Qingchen felt a chill spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body. His hands stiffened unconsciously, and the fingers holding the gun also became a little stiff. He couldn't help but become alert and pay attention to the movements on all sides.
"Don't you have a map? Can't you take us a normal route?" Xuan Shaoqi frowned tightly. The man who was always cold and aloof seemed a little unhappy at this time.
There was no way. The snow wolf’s presence was too strong, and it kept shaking in fear, making Xuan Shaoqi feel very uneasy.
Sure enough, before the Ninth Prince could answer, rows of ghost corpses wearing official uniforms from the previous dynasty suddenly fell from the sky above the forest and pounced on them...
Ao... The snow wolf screamed, and Xuan Shaoqi immediately drew his sword. As soon as the tip of the sword touched the ghost corpse, he heard a "bang" and the ghost corpse in front of him exploded. A series of sparks burst in the air. Xuan Shaoqi did a backflip and retreated dozens of meters before he was not touched by the sparks.
Of course, the ghost corpses that fell from the sky were not just one, but a group. In front of the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen and others, ghost corpses also appeared one after another.
These ghost corpses fell from the sky with their legs together and their arms stretched out. There was clearly nothing holding them on, yet they were able to float away without having to walk at all. Once they encountered a sword or a knife, they would explode with a bang, and after the sparks, not even a speck of dust would be left.
The snow wolf was so scared that its entire body was shaking. While Xuan Shaoqi was shaking, it quickly ran to Feng Qingchen and the three seriously injured people. Its huge body curled up into a ball, looking so pitiful.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything will be fine soon." Feng Qingchen fired while comforting the snow wolf.
At this time, the advantage of the pistol was demonstrated. Feng Qingchen did not need to wait for the ghost corpses to get close before he could annihilate them. He did not have to worry that the flames from the explosion of the ghost corpses would hurt them.
The killing power of these ghost corpses is not great, but the Ninth Prince and his men cannot keep fighting. As Xuan Shaoqi fought, he found that his internal energy was draining very quickly in this forest: "It seems that these ghost corpses will not decrease. If we are entangled by them, we will definitely die in the end."
"Could these really be ghosts?" The Eighteen Riders also found something wrong. They felt that the explosion did not seem to kill the corpses falling from the sky, but made them disappear temporarily.
"It's eerie here, and those ghost corpses don't look like the living dead. Instead, we can try to blow up the forest and see if we can let the sunlight in." Feng Qingchen took a step back, hid himself, quickly opened the smart medical kit, and took out a box of thunder bombs from it.
"Shaoqi, Ninth Uncle, you two try to use the thunder bombs to blow a hole in this grove." Feng Qingchen didn't understand any formations, nor did he know if these ghost corpses were real ghosts. He just wanted to blow them up first anyway. They had prepared quite a few thunder bombs in advance.
The ghost corpse floating in the air was just difficult to deal with, but not hard to deal with. The Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi quickly took the thunder bomb in their hands, lit it, and threw it out...
Boom... Boom... Not far away, the trees were blown away, and a big pit was revealed, but the sun could not shine in at all. The ghost corpses floating in the air were not afraid of the thunder.
"No." The Ninth Prince did not throw any more. Although they did not dare to bomb randomly in the cemetery, they could not waste the thunder bombs like this.
"Or, calculate the time and throw the thunder bomb there." Feng Qingchen looked around and finally aimed his gaze at the sky above the grove.
The sun was shining brightly, but this grove seemed to be covered by an invisible shield. Not a single ray of sunlight could get through, and it was terribly cold.
"Difficult!" The Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi spoke at the same time.
It is not easy to make the thunder bomb explode in mid-air.
They had to accurately calculate the time when the thunder bomb would explode, as well as the force and speed with which they threw it. If any of these went wrong, it would be a waste at best, or even kill them at worst.
They had all seen the power of the Sky-shaking Bomb. If it really exploded in their hands, Feng Qingchen would not be able to save them no matter how skilled he was as a doctor.
"We have no other choice. These ghost corpses will not decrease at all." With the joint efforts of the Eighteen Riders and the Ninth Prince, the ghost corpses kept exploding and reappearing. They had no idea when it would end.
If they continue like this, even if they are not killed by the ghost corpses, they will die of exhaustion or cold.
"Let's give it a try. We can't be trapped here." This place was gloomy and cold. Not to mention Feng Qingchen, a woman, even the Ninth Prince would feel uncomfortable if he stayed here for a long time. The rotten smell in the air made people feel dizzy.
The Ninth Prince and Xuan Shaoqi looked at each other, and the two exchanged glances tacitly. The next second, the Ninth Prince suddenly put away his sword, and Xuan Shaoqi stepped forward to block all danger for the Ninth Prince.
Although it was a bit difficult for one person to deal with two ghost corpses at the same time, Xuan Shaoqi could still handle it in a short period of time.
The Ninth Prince also knew that Xuan Shaoqi could not hold out for too long, and he withdrew from the battle unscathed. He immediately picked up the thunderbolt and lit the fuse...