Chapter 675 The Maoshan Elder Who Was Seized

In the incubating land with countless graves and raging winds, a sound of "dangdangdang" suddenly rang out, and with the sound, the mist also shook and swelled, and then, the figure of an old man suddenly appeared in the mist.

He held a chisel in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand. At this moment, the chisel was firmly pressed against the tombstone. As the hammer kept falling, the tombstone suddenly flew with stone chips, and a blurred handwriting slowly appeared.

This weird scene frightened everyone's scalp numb, and they all froze in place, looking at the old man with horror.

"Is this a fucking human or a ghost!" Someone said with a trembling voice.

"Who is he carving the stele for? Is it... for himself?" Another young warrior also had a look of horror on his face.

Not to mention them, even I felt a chill all over my body at this moment, because the scene in front of me was really too weird.

Although this is the incubation place, where fierce ghosts are rampant and evil spirits are rampant, before entering, we were also mentally prepared to encounter various weird events.

But the scene in front of us was still far beyond our imagination.

"This is... a tombstone-carving ghost!" Yu Wei, who had been walking behind the crowd, suddenly whispered, "If the person buried here is a death row prisoner, it's ok. His family will build a tomb for him. But some people who died suddenly look so miserable that it's impossible to identify their identities. So they can only be buried in a random pit here. If such a person turns into a ghost after death, he is called a nameless ghost. Nameless ghosts are the most miserable. After death, no one knows where they are. Even their own names cannot be reincarnated, and some nameless ghosts will slowly recall their names when they were alive after they have regained some consciousness. But they are washed by the cold wind every day, and their consciousness is sometimes clear and sometimes chaotic. So in order to always remember their own names and have a chance to reincarnate, they will erect a tombstone for themselves, and then crawl out in the dead of night and carve their own names on their tombstones! "

"But, this place has been abandoned for so many years, and this ghost...hasn't even carved its own name yet?" Xiaolong asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Yu Wei shook his head and said, "Don't provoke it. Although the tombstone ghost will not hurt people on its own initiative, if you provoke it, it will pester you and ask you its name. Although this thing is of low level, it will be difficult to deal with if it alarms other things."

After saying this, Yu Wei took the blood corpse and walked forward first, but whether it was Wu Sheng or Lao Kong, they all stood still, squinting their eyes and frowning, as if trying to see something clearly.

"Captain Wu, what are you looking at?" A young warrior asked tremblingly.

Hearing this, Wu Sheng and Lao Kong did not answer, but turned their heads and looked at each other.

Then, Lao Kong said in a low voice: "Did you see it clearly?"

"Yes." Mr. Wu nodded, and as Mr. Wu's voice fell, Lao Kong's face suddenly became gloomy.

I was confused by what they said, and I couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

Wu Sheng took a deep breath and whispered, "This is not a ghost carving a stele."

"Not a ghost carving a stele?" Even Yu Wei, who had just walked out, stopped and asked with a frown, "What is it?" "

It's... a member of the previous batch of team members sent by my Wushushan reserve, and he... is an elder of the Maoshan Sect!"

Wu Sheng's words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in my mind with a "boom", shaking my internal organs, and it seemed that they were shaking.

"This person who carved the stele was also a member of the previous batch? And he is actually an elder of the Maoshan Sect?" I was horrified.

Although the Maoshan Sect has fallen out of the ranks of the first-line Taoist holy places for cultivation in recent years, it does not mean that Maoshan has no strength and has declined. Instead, the Maoshan Sect acts in a low profile, and most of its disciples only participate in civilian activities. It can be said that the disciples of the Maoshan Sect are the same as the disciples of Longhu Mountain. They are either fighting demons or on the way to fighting demons. They are a well-known and upright sect.

The strength of the Maoshan Sect elders may be slightly worse than that of the headmaster, but it is definitely not much different.

But at this moment, an elder of the Maoshan Sect appeared in front of everyone in a very weird posture, and he was wearing a black coat. It was unknown what era the coat was from, and it exuded a decadent atmosphere, and his every move was filled with a weird atmosphere.

I swallowed my saliva with a "gulp", wondering if this man had been possessed or was he possessed by an evil spirit?

I took a deep breath to calm myself, and then carefully sensed him, and found that there was no life in his body, and he was obviously dead.

However, although his body was dead, his soul was still there. The next moment, I was suddenly shocked, because I suddenly felt that there was more than one soul in the body of this Maoshan elder.

"What's going on? Was it taken away?" I was stunned, and Mr. Wu beside me nodded and said, "It should be that Elder Ning was ambushed by an old ghost when he was still alive. The old ghost escaped into his spirit platform and wanted to take away his body. In the stalemate between the two sides, Elder Ning's body was like a battlefield. In the end, his body could not hold on and he died first, but the two souls did not stop fighting. But now it seems that Elder Ning's soul is already very weak. It will probably not be long before it will be completely annihilated and taken away completely by the old ghost!"

I didn't say a word when I heard it.

Although Elder Ning's soul was still there, it was severely damaged. Perhaps, what was left was not a complete soul. The reason why he was still resisting was entirely because of the last bit of willpower.

Moreover, his body was already dead. Even if the old ghost was driven out of his body, his death was already a foregone conclusion.

In this case...

I thought about it, then looked at Wu Sheng and said, "Since Elder Ning is dead, then we... still have to make subduing the flying zombie our main task. We..."

Before I finished my sentence, Wu Sheng shook his head and said, "Elder Ning and my master have a life-long friendship. Even if Elder Ning is dead, I can't watch his body being messed up by the old ghost. Moreover, the old ghost was also seriously injured in the fight with Elder Ning, so he became so confused now. You don't have to do anything. I can deal with him myself. It will be fine soon."

After Wu Sheng finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and then, holding a short knife, he slowly touched Elder Ning who was carving words on the tombstone.