Chapter 9: Half of the Death

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xue, his 'daughter', pounced on him and asked with concern, ignoring the basin that was overturned aside.

At this time, Zhang Xue had already installed her prosthetic arms and fake eyes, and her beautiful temperament was reappeared on her face. Although she was not as beautiful as Hong Haohao, she had restored her sexy and powerful style!

"This stubborn bastard boy! He couldn't even protect himself. He even used only his remaining magic power to break my water observation technique. Now what can I use to observe the situation in the city?" Sima Nan's eyes turned red and he kicked the coffee table in front of him angrily.

"How could this happen?" Hong Haohao was very angry when he saw Sima Nan's expression, and was a little panicked.

"Why can't it be!" Sima Nan blinked his eyes twice, and then said, "I'm worried that this was Abai's guidance, otherwise how could he break my water viewing technique? After all, this was Abai's teaching me."

"Are you afraid of Ah Bai?" Hong asked sourly.

After hearing someone else's name say, Sima Nan's heart suddenly tugged, and a fairy-like innocent and beautiful face appeared in his mind. He pondered for a long time before muttering, "Who is afraid of Ah Bai, she is so good!"

"Better than me?"

"You can't even compare to her hair, so you can't mention her name again in the future!" Sima Nan's moody face suddenly had a layer of frost on his face, and he stood up and slammed the door and left.

The Water Observation Technique was broken, and he could not observe the situation in the empty city, so he didn't know that Ruan Zhan finally spit out a mouthful of blood at the moment of the Water Observation Technique, and the person almost fell to the ground. That was too forced for him. The power all over his body was sealed, and he used only the strong thoughts to exert the remaining spiritual power, giving Sima Nan a blow.

It’s not that he is not calm, but that he doesn’t want them to be always under the surveillance of the enemy. They are already passive and cannot let this situation worsen!

And in Wanli's words, he could see his evil spirits with a basin of water. There was no such cheap thing, and he didn't even buy a ticket!

Thinking of Wanli made him smile in fatigue and helplessness. He believed that Wanli would definitely find out the truth, and he would do all his strength to subdue the resentful spirits, and then wait for the truth to be revealed to have a duel with Sima Nan.

This time Sima Nan will not escape. His injuries have been completely healed and his skills have recovered. He will not let himself gradually become stronger than he can't suppress it! Moreover, this person has psychological problems. In fact, he just wants to kill him and fight him one-on-one, but he likes to involve many people, set up a complicated game, and play the game of cats and mice.

Who is he? How did he form such a personality? What kind of psychological satisfaction does he want? Many puzzles will be answered in this empty city.

Ruan Zhan calmed down his breath and began to move forward slowly.

Although he couldn't see it now, he understood that the fog had reunited again. It was not cast by Sima Nan, but formed by the vengeful spirits themselves. Only by suppressing them can the town return to Qingming's appearance.

He didn't know where Sima Nan gathered these resentful spirits, but they had been entrenched together and formed a great force. The reason why these resentful spirits did not cause harm before was that other experts must have tried to suppress them. Ghosts have no things to rely on and cannot walk far. With so many soul bodies, it is impossible for his broken banner to be collected at once, let alone Sima Nan would take them on a long journey. Therefore, he judged that these resentful spirits came from nearby places and were caused by an unjust case!

That's why he asked Wanli to investigate in the old town, and he himself tried to suppress the resentful spirit again, then found the culprit, and then made a life and death break with Sima Nan, who maliciously used the resentful spirit.

From his true heart, he does not want to hurt these resentful spirits. They must have suffered great harm to wander here, torture others and torture themselves. It would be best if they could suppress and resolve them. He always has a more favorable impression of ghosts than people. Unless they are evil spirits, they generally do not harm humans, and they are also considered an existence in this world.

He just hopes that all the dead can rest in peace!

While walking, he felt the slight movements around him carefully. Although his supernatural powers were blocked, he was still more sensitive than ordinary people, and he still had some magic tricks to use, although his mana was greatly reduced. But he could not call Xiao Xia's name, not because he was afraid of attracting anything to attack him, but because she was afraid that she would run into the circle of resentful spirits to rashly.

"Xiao Xia! Xiao Xia!" He was chanting her name in his heart. He had a strong telepathy for her, and hoped that her sensitive physique could do this.

Xiao Xia ran in the fog.

At the beginning, she could walk slowly, thinking about how to face this crisis while walking, but not long after, she felt that there were too many things around her. In the fog that could not be seen through, she would always stick out some of the human body's silence to catch her, trip her, and hit her, as if she was deliberately unable to get along with her. I don't know if it was the only one who encountered these things or if everyone would be frightened!

The siege and blocking along the way slowly forced her to run away, and she had to avoid the things she bumped into the face in time. Later, she felt like she was passing through the corridor of hell, and she wanted to drag her into the darkness. She had to scream and hide all the way, and she could no longer tell the difference between the east, west, south and north. Only then did she realize how easy it is to keep calm, but how difficult it is to do it!

However, at this moment, she suddenly heard Ruan Zhan calling her name!

It was not that the ears heard it, but that the heart felt that he was calling her. So gentle and eager, that an indescribable emotion suddenly arose in her chest - excitement, sadness, weakness, expectation, and the emptiness and fear of thinking that this was just hallucination.

"Ruan Zhan!" She called out softly, tentatively moving her steps towards the direction where the sound came.

"Ruan Zhan." She called out again, feeling a shadow on the left 'walk' towards her, and cautiously met her.

The white mist rolled, and a series of footsteps came from the deep mist in a muffled voice, making Xiaoxia feel that even the footsteps were wet. Because she was too eager for Ruan Zhan to come to her side, although she was a little suspicious, she slowly approached the direction where the footsteps came, widened her eyes, trying to see the figure clearly.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a shadow gradually approached in the white fog. He was tall and walked steadily, just like Ruan Zhan’s usual appearance.

Xiao Xia was delighted and couldn't help but take two steps upwards, "Is it you?" She stopped and asked.

The other party was silent for two seconds, and then said somberly, "No."

Xiao Xia took a breath and turned around and ran away, but a charred claw reached out in the fog and grabbed Xiao Xia's arm. At the same time, the black shadow that Xiao Xia mistakenly thought was Ruan Zhan appeared out of the fog!

A strange, round old man's face appeared in front of Xiao Xia. He was about sixty years old, with sparse hair, a glossy forehead and a big nose. If this face was usually kind, it was gray at this moment, with a dull smile on his face.

"I am Shuanzhu's father." He said.

Xiao Xia was frightened and didn't know who Shuan Zhu was, but only knew that this was a very common name in rural northern areas.

"I'm Shuanzhu." The thing that grabbed her from the side suddenly said.

Subconsciously, Xiao Xia turned her head suddenly and saw a face almost touching her face.

This is the face of a man in his thirties, with a shallow scar on the corner of his eyebrows, and his honest and simple appearance has a gloomy smile. While answering Xiao Xia, he increased the strength of his hands and immediately screamed in pain.

In horror, she struggled desperately, but the corner of her clothes was grabbed by one hand. This time she was a girl about ten years old, and then another woman who claimed to be Shuan Zhu's wife and Shuan Zhu's mother appeared.

This is a family! If there is really an injustice, then such a hatred will be extremely strong, and her chances of survival will be even more slim. She has never done anything at all, so she is wronged!

This anger made her have a strength to struggle desperately. Although countless ghost hands attacked her body, she still freed up one hand to hold the amulet tightly, shouting "Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva", while squeezed out of their gap and ran desperately!

They actually pretended to be Ruan Zhan to lie to her. It was so hateful! Why did they pretend to be him? To her, he was such a beloved person! She almost burst into tears with anger.

A scorching pain came from the injured shoulder, which made her angry and sad suddenly realize something in her heart - if that family was a ghost, why would she have hit the injured arm? Recalling the scene at that time, she obviously bumped into an entity. This idea slowed down her pace and savored her feelings just now -

Wood! She hit wood! Remember again, although the family had human heads, they had wood bodies, so the old man was as tall as Ruan Zhan, but his body proportions were abnormal because his wooden legs were too long!

Why is this? Why do you need to install a wood body on a ghost's head? Is there any meaning?

Tatta--

Before she could think a little, a sound came from behind her. Xiaoxia knew why the footsteps were muffled, because it was formed by wood hitting the wet ground!

She was chased and ran away, and then suddenly her eyes lit up and she broke into the square without being covered in fog!

The remaining nine people were there, including Mao Fu, who was frightened and chasing him closely, and actually grabbed Mao Fu's Zhao Jiayuan!

Everyone stared in the direction of the lake with pale faces.

Xiao Xia also followed their eyes and saw three fountains spraying out from the lake, which were distributed on half of the lake together with the three fountains that had turned red. If three people died this time, it happened to be half of the twelve people, then should the fountain representing the remaining six people be ‘decorated’ the other half of the lake?!

The nine people stood there in fear and anxiety. Except for the crazy Mao Fu, everyone was afraid that the three people who were going to die next would be themselves, and they didn't even dare to show off their anger. They were nervous and ready to resist the invisible raid at any time!

However, this time, the waiting time was particularly long, and the surroundings were silent. Except for the sound of "swish" water, everyone's "swish" heartbeat, nothing happened for a long time!

For the first time, Xiao Xia understood this matter - the most tormenting thing is not death, but waiting for death!
Chapter completed!