Chapter 60 The dismantled skeleton
The mountain was swallowed by the new darkness, and its owner changed in the blink of an eye.
Ghosts, huge ghosts, filled with strange fog.
The emergence of fog makes darkness more rampant.
The fallen leaves made a crisp sound when they were trampled on.
Someone seemed to be moving forward in the darkness.
The leaves were teased by the fog. Yu Qian looked at the surging and deep fog in front of him, his expression changing slightly.
There is a familiar supernatural force approaching from the front.
Yu Qian can be sure that it was the supernatural being that belonged to him before.
The surrounding temperature is dropping, and the emergence of fog has changed most things here.
Such as temperature, and those bugs escaping in commotion.
Ye Zhen's ghosts were expelled and suppressed, and Yu Qian's was certainly no exception.
Looking ahead, Yu Qian habitually pressed the cap on his head. When he felt that there was really a cap on his head, Yu Qian was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized it.
He smiled and walked towards the surging fog ahead and the approaching ghost.
Walking in the mist, the surroundings became extremely quiet. There was only one footsteps, and that was the one in front of me. Although it was very slight, it sounded as if it was right next to my ears.
Suddenly, a change occurred, the sound of footsteps suddenly disappeared for a moment, and Yu Qian's eyes narrowed instantly.
A sense of crisis suddenly emerged.
The next moment, a pair of pale hands touched his shoulders from unknown time.
Yu Qian's body stagnated, a terrifying pressure suddenly hit him, and the red lake water flowing in his body suddenly stagnated.
Click~
Pieces of solidified blood-colored lake water fell to the ground, and a straw appeared wrapped in it.
Then he sank deeply into the soil, and Yu Qian disappeared instantly.
Seemingly confused, the pale hands froze in the air for a while, and then slowly retracted into the mist.
The crisp and low footsteps reappeared, and the fog continued to surge forward.
But soon, strange changes occurred, the slow and crisp footsteps suddenly disappeared again, and the fog became deeper.
On a big tree, a young man suddenly opened his eyes, and the black clothes on the young man's body began to shake.
A feeling of uneasiness suddenly emerged in my heart.
“Oops~”
Yu Qian jumped directly from the big tree, and a pool of red lake appeared quickly. The lake just appeared, and without any hesitation, he jumped directly in.
As Yu Qian jumped into the water, the red lake water instantly submerged into the soil and quickly disappeared.
But just a second later, a crisp sound of footsteps appeared strangely in the surroundings.
Then immediately disappeared.
"Try out a murder pattern. You will be attacked when you hear footsteps. The attack method is from behind. The precursor of the attack is that the footsteps will stop for a moment, and then you will be attacked."
“And this attack is determined based on whether the person being attacked is dead or not. If not, then this evil ghost will keep chasing you.”
“It points directly to the source.”
In the woods, Ye Zhen, with a white bone eye shining on his forehead, was walking through the fog with a sword in his hand.
Suddenly a small red pool appeared in front of him, and Yu Qian quickly jumped out of it.
"You have discovered a killing pattern so quickly? Wait... you said you will be attacked all the time even if you are not dead? And you are pointing directly at the source?"
When I saw Yu Qian , Ye Zhen also felt that his speed was really fast, and in such a short time he had figured out a killing pattern of that fierce ghost.
But when he heard the following words, Ye Zhen keenly discovered something was wrong.
"So, that thing is here now?" Ye Zhen looked behind Yu Qian, his eyes extremely wary.
"Of course, there is no other way, just chop it. You drag it a little, and I will pull something over. It will take one minute." Yu Qian didn't talk too much and walked directly behind Ye Zhen , the figure instantly became transparent, and then disappeared.
"Is that so? There is really no other way."
Ye Zhen did not look back at Yu Qian. Although Yu Qian disappeared, he could feel that he was there.
The surge of supernatural power is quite impressive.
Ye Zhen knew that Yu Qian had already begun to prepare for the worst plan.
Looking at the slowly drifting fog ahead, Ye Zhen let out a breath.
Kakaka~
The long sword was unsheathed, and a stream of black blood appeared from the sword, and then quickly spread towards Ye Zhen's arm.
The moment the black blood came into contact with the skin, Ye Zhen's skin began to melt, including but not limited to the bones.
"Hmph~ It's just a utensil, how dare you bite the master?"
Ye Zhen snorted coldly, a supernatural force appeared, and the black blood curled back into the long sword like a lapdog.
The skin recovered, and Ye Zhen was extremely calm.
"Huh? Is Ye going to be blind?"
Suddenly, a clear but deep voice appeared in the surrounding fog.
But it only appeared for a moment, and then the footsteps disappeared.
But the next moment, Ye Zhen's eyes turned cold, his long sword cut through the fog, and suddenly slashed behind him.
Stab~
A pair of pale hands instantly disappeared into the mist, and the mist was stirred and became thicker.
Ye Zhen frowned and walked a little closer to Yu Qian's position.
The footsteps around me sounded again, but they were very different from before.
This time the footsteps were no longer one, but became dense and extremely dense.
"This is..."
Suddenly Ye Zhen's face changed slightly, and seven slender figures with long swords in their hands slowly appeared from the mist.
A familiar yet unfamiliar feeling appears.
Ye Zhen's expression became serious.
There is something wrong with this ghost.
The figures came out of the fog, when the seven figures came out of the fog completely.
Ye Zhen’s expression became extremely angry.
“How courageous! How dare you insult Ye!”
Ye Zhen looked at the seven who looked exactly like him. Except for their numb and lifeless expressions, the rest were exactly the same.
The clothes, shoes, and even hairstyle are all the same.
Of course, including the sword in his hand.
Seven familiar spirits were surrounding him, and Ye Zhen's face became extremely ugly.
He looked at these seven Ye Zhen, the sword in his hand making a clicking sound.
"Looking for death."
Ye Zhen stepped forward with his sword, and the sword in his hand exuded even richer blood.
The surrounding fog actually has a tendency to turn red.
At this moment, the dense footsteps in the mist suddenly stopped.
The seven Ye Zhen, who looked numb and had empty eyes, all walked towards Ye Zhen.
But strangely, they didn't make any sound.
Ye Zhen's expression turned cold. The moment the footsteps disappeared, he turned around and struck again in the direction behind him without any hesitation.
Stab~
The same voice as before sounded again, and a pair of hands that appeared behind him from unknown time retracted into the mist in an instant.
The strange hands were repelled again, the fog was stirred again, Ye Zhen suddenly turned around and raised his long sword.
Kakaka~
Seven blood-red long swords suddenly struck Ye Zhen's sword, and the supernatural beings began to collide.
But the next moment, the seven Ye Zhen and the seven long swords were shattered at the same time, turning into a mist.
Then before Ye Zhen could react, he clung directly to Ye Zhen's body.
thorn~
A wound suddenly appeared on Ye Zhen's palm. The wound quickly began to rot and melt, and spread towards the bones in just the blink of an eye.
The speed is extremely fast. Depending on the situation, if it is not stopped, Ye Zhen will be melted in ten seconds at most.
Ye Zhen frowned, a supernatural power quietly emerged, and the rotting and melting wounds quickly began to recover.
As the wounds recovered, the surrounding trees shrouded in mist suddenly began to decay and melt in a strange way.
It's like a piece of ice placed in hot water.
"Substitute death?"
Ye Zhen was a little confused. The wound just now was clearly caused by him cutting it out.
"No, it's not a substitute death...but..."
Ye Zhen looked at the seven figures that appeared again in the mist and already had a guess in his heart.
"Be careful, this ghost may have a lot of killing patterns..."
Yu Qian walked to Ye Zhen and looked at the seven Ye Zhen who appeared again.
Yu Qian also knows what this evil ghost’s killing pattern is.
Represent the attack as the person who attacked it, and then return it to the other person.
As long as you touch it, the damage will be returned instantly.
It’s tempting to think of the scapegoat’s ability, but it’s not essentially that.
"Done?" Ye Zhen looked at the seven people who walked out again. They were the same as before, whether it was supernatural or anything else.
"Okay..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Zhen stepped behind Yu Qian, swung out a sword, a stabbing sound appeared, and a pair of pale hands Retracted into the mist again.
The mist surged, and as Ye Zhen fought back the hand again, seven figures holding long swords appeared in the mist again.
"What should I say? If this continues, Ye will not be able to handle it."
Ye Zhen stared at the seven and seven figures in front of him with a solemn expression.
From the confrontation to the present, the source ghost has appeared a pair of hands, but the killing pattern displayed by these hands is a bit difficult to deal with.
Yu Qian looked at the fourteen figures walking in front, his eyes flickering slightly. He thought for a moment and snapped his fingers.
A dull voice sounded, and the next moment, a person suddenly stood up behind the fourteen figures in front.
Kakaka~
The necks were twisted 360 degrees, and the fourteen figures instantly turned into mist.
The moment it turned into fog, all the fog clung to the person who twisted their necks.
Fourteen straws fell to the ground, but did not sink into the ground.
Seeing this scene, Yu Qian frowned, thinking deeply.
"Is this still possible?" Ye Zhen was a little surprised. He thought that no matter who touched those people, the attack would come to him.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that anyone who touched it would attack.
"If that's the case, then it will be easier for Ye."
Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, this murder pattern was finally broken.
"Something's wrong..."
Yu Qian's eyes suddenly opened, and the next moment he suddenly pulled Ye Zhen back a big step.
And the next second Yu Qian pulled Ye Zhen back, pale hands stretched out from where Ye Zhen was standing before.
A stream of red liquid began to emerge from it.
Yu Qian’s expression became solemn.
“Isn’t this your own thing?” Ye Zhen looked at the red water that submerged the ground in just a moment.
This is exactly the same as Yu Qian’s supernatural power.
"This thing can copy supernatural beings, but how is this possible... This... shouldn't be right..." Yu Qian was shocked and confused.
Isn’t it the only ghost in Baishui Town that can replicate supernatural beings?
How could this fierce ghost know this?
Yu Qianyi was a little confused for a while.
The red lake water spread around, and Yu Qian and Ye Zhen kept retreating, starting on the ground and finally leaping on the trees.
"Yu Qian, what is this ghost?"
Ye Zhen looked back at the spreading red lake. The color and supernatural beings were all exactly the same as the supernatural beings on Yu Qian.
It's just that the supernatural intensity is different. Other than that, there is no difference.
On the red water at this moment, a blood-red bone hand suddenly stretched out from the water.
Seeing this scene, Yu Qian suddenly stopped. Looking at the red bone hand, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
Suddenly, Yu Qian turned his head and looked in a direction. In that direction, something extremely familiar and something strange that made him afraid quietly emerged.
Yu Qian’s face changed drastically.
"Ye Zhen, chop that red skeleton and don't let it come out. If it comes out, half of my layout will be destroyed."
Yu Qian became anxious for the first time. The ghost was there. Do something on his behalf.
Hearing Yu Qian's words, Ye Zhen didn't hesitate at all. He turned around and rushed directly towards the skeleton that had just emerged from the body. He threw the long sword in his hand without any hesitation. After Ye Zhen suppressed it, the blood on the long sword suddenly became thicker.
The bloody gas even drew a long red mark in the air.
The long sword was released, and Ye Zhen instantly appeared behind the skeleton. He stretched out his big hand and directly grabbed the head of the red skeleton.
Crack~
The supernatural appeared, cracks appeared in the head of the red skeleton instantly, there was a clicking sound, and the long sword was inserted straight into the skull of the skeleton.
The head exploded, red bone fragments flying.
Yu Qian looked at Ye Zhen at this moment, his bony eyes on his forehead kept turning, and his body exuded a terrifying supernatural power.
"Compared to you, it is very weak."
Ye Zhen took over the sword, and the bloody aura instantly subsided.
Yu Qian said nothing. He looked at the skeleton that slowly turned into mist, but his expression did not look relaxed at all.
The red lake water is still there, and Yu Qian knows that as long as the source ghost is not solved, his clone will still be cloned.
When the time comes, he will still have to watch his clone pull Guihu directly here.
So...
"Ye Zhen, get ready, let's take a gamble. If we are lucky, then we can survive. If we are not lucky, it will be bad... ”
Yu Qian looked at Ye Zhen standing on the red lake, and without much hesitation, he directly opened all the arrangements.
The next moment, a white light suddenly lit up in the distant mountain forest, and a strange wave appeared.
The blood on the ground began to flow toward that place uncontrollably, and as the blood began to surge, Yu Qian could clearly see seven red skeletons wrapped in the blood.
Seeing this scene, Yu Qian's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart.
The fog became thicker, but it was visibly spreading towards the bright place, and the surrounding footsteps became much less dense.
But no matter how small it is, there is a clear and low sound of footsteps surrounding Yu Qian from beginning to end.
It didn't seem to be attracted.
"Ye Zhen, on the left, the source is there!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, a long sword penetrated his head.
The smell of blood filled the air, and Ye Zhen's pupils shrank. Looking at the expressionless Ye Zhen behind Yu Qian, he just wanted to go over and save Yu Qian.
But the next second, Yu Qian's skin began to fall off, and a red skeleton appeared. Then the clothes on Yu Qian's body left the skeleton directly, instantly wrapping the copied Ye Zhen.
KAKAKA~
The clothes began to tighten, and black silk threads stretched out from the clothes, directly wrapping the clone Ye Zhen in them.
Yu Qian pulled the long sword out of his head and crushed it into pieces.
The head began to recover. Yu Qian stretched out his hand and pulled off his clothes. The clothes were put back on his body. The cloned body, Ye Zhen, died instantly.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, it was okay.
"How is the situation?" Ye Zhen came to Yu Qian's side and asked.
"Not too many seconds..."
A hoarse voice sounded. Yu Qian turned his head and looked in one direction. The mist followed, and a woman in white was slowly walking towards them.
From the beginning to now, Yu Qian lit the white ghost candle and turned it on, and the source ghost came out.
How long has it been since then?
Is there three minutes?
Looking at that familiar face, Yu Qian said her name; "Liu Baiqing..."
But as the words Liu Baiqing came out, Ye Zhen's expression suddenly changed, and without any hesitation, he went straight Blocking Yu Qian's front, the long sword slashed forward.
But it seemed to be too late, the long sword slashed through the air.
The name Liu Baiqing seemed to have violated some taboo. As these three words were spoken, the woman in the mist ahead suddenly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Qian felt a pair of hands appear on his shoulders.
"Yu Qian!" Ye Zhen's pupils shrank and he wanted to turn around to help Yu Qian out of the siege, but it was still too late.
Crack, click, click~
The sound of broken bones kept ringing. When Ye Zhen turned around, he only saw a torn piece of clothing and countless split red bones.
The bones were scattered on the ground, and a woman stood expressionlessly in front of them.
Ye Zhen suddenly slashed with his sword, without any accident, directly hitting the woman's head.
Click~
The long sword slashed from top to bottom, and a red crack penetrated from the woman's forehead to her belly.
The white clothes are divided into two.
Ye Zhen's eyes were full of anger, and without any hesitation, he drew his sword and slashed, but the next moment, the woman suddenly fell to the ground, her body began to rot, the skin and flesh fell off, and a snow-white skeleton appeared.
But in just the blink of an eye, the skeleton began to rot.
Until it turned into a puddle of ashes.
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhen's face changed slightly. As the woman fell to the ground and began to rot, his body also began to rot. In less than a while, he was already highly decomposed into a corpse. corpse.
The terrifying supernatural interweaving made Ye Zhen's face become dead. His eyes turned slightly, and suddenly a supernatural force appeared, and Ye Zhen's body began to recover.
As Ye Zhen began to recover, the red straw hidden in the mountains began to turn into ashes one by one.
But at the next moment, the light between the distant mountains and forests suddenly disappeared, and the fog suddenly turned back.
A series of footsteps sounded.
Then an extremely strange scene appeared.
In the fog, an extremely gloomy and old house loomed. In front of the old house, a woman in white clothes wrapped in the fog was walking towards it.
"This is..." (End of Chapter)