Chapter 65: Surviving the Second Tribulation


Chapter 65: Surviving the Second Tribulation

With Jiang Yao digging the grave himself, and with Tong Gang assisting him, the speed was much faster than before.

One after another, dry bones were dug out of the soil and piled next to the bonfire.

During this period, Huang Cuicui also appeared several times.

However, there were soldiers holding butcher knives guarding her. Her appearance did not cause any waves, and she was chopped into black mist by the soldiers several times.

As for Gouzi, his performance was obviously much worse than that of Bingzai.

With the willow branch in his hand, he was still a little timid. When he saw Huang Cuicui, his reaction was always a little late.

Jiang Yao didn’t say much about this situation.

After all, people are different. Faced with a strange existence like Huang Cuicui, it is really difficult to find a few people who can remain normal without being affected.

To be honest, if Gouzi can perform like this, it's pretty good.

At least, he was not frightened to the point of weakening his legs. After seeing Huang Cuicui appear, he still dared to hit Huang Cuicui with the willow branch.

If it were anyone else, just coming to dig graves in the wilderness in the middle of the night would probably make most people unable to muster up the courage.

Finally, all the dead bones in the ground were dug out. Jiang Yao took the shovel and rummaged around the area several times. He never saw any other bones.

He picked up the plastic jug of gasoline and poured all the remaining gasoline on the pile of bones.

He took a piece of burning firewood from the burning bonfire nearby and threw it directly on the withered bones.

With a sound of "Peng...", the blazing flames immediately started burning crazily.

A dark wind was blowing on the ground, and Huang Cuicui seemed to be anxious.

The hay on the ground swirled and flew in all directions, stabbing Jiang Yao and the others.

Unfortunately, the grass roots rolled up by the cold wind did not have much strength. They just touched the bodies of several people and then fell to the ground.

A truly powerful trickster may have the ability to directly cause huge harm to people, but Huang Cuicui is obviously not one of them.

Her ability, in addition to entering dreams and upper body, can also create some illusions to confuse a person's perception, causing them to have auditory and visual hallucinations.

By wiping their eyes with cow tears, Jiang Yao and the others can see through the illusion and glimpse some reality.

With their perception being affected, it is not impossible for the grassroots that were picked up by the evil wind to shoot at them, even if they turned into thousands of troops and rushed towards them.

But now, Jiang Yao and the others, who clearly saw that it was just some grassroots coming towards a few people, turned a blind eye to these things and did not even bother to move.

As for the upper body, as soon as Huang Cuicui appeared, she would fall into the eyes of Jiang Yao and others. Then, willow branches, black dog blood, boy urine and butcher's knives all rushed towards her. She It was difficult to connect with Omi Yao and the others, let alone get on top of them.

Of course, Niu Lei must be the biggest contributor to such a result.

If they didn't have this thing to let them see Huang Cuicui's whereabouts clearly, no matter how effective the things they prepared were in destroying evil, it would still be in vain.

The corpse, after half a barrel of gasoline had been dumped, was still burning.

Although the cold wind blowing up from the ground was astonishingly cold, it could not extinguish the flames caused by burning gasoline.

Jiang Yao and the others stood back-to-back by the flames. In their sight, wisps of black mist rose from the ground.

These black mist did not transform into the figure in the yellow dress, but directly gathered into a large group of black mist.

A disheveled human face with unclear features was constantly twisting and changing in the black mist. Occasionally, it opened its mouth, and bursts of creepy ghost cries and wolf howls came from the black mist, falling into Jiang Yao and the others. in the ears.

“You think our brothers will be afraid of you after things like this?” Jiang Yao sneered, holding the willow branch in his hand and slapping the black mist hard. Taking advantage of the moment when Heimu paused after being beaten, he picked up the plastic bottle containing the child's urine, poured the liquid inside onto Heimu, and then immediately stepped aside.

Compared with black dog blood, boy's urine seems to be slightly less effective, but after falling on the black mist, it still sizzles and brings up bursts of white smoke.

Jiang Yao, the leader, was the first to take action, followed closely by Bingzi Tonggang and others.

Except for the ineffective Taomu Sword, which was abandoned by several people, other items that more or less had some evil-destroying effect were kept being thrown towards the black mist by several people.

Faced with everyone's attacks, this time, the black mist never disappeared or hid. Instead, it screamed strangely and fought hard with everyone.

“Jiang Yao, the black dog’s blood is gone!”

“Not a drop of the bottles of boy urine I brought is left.”

"If it's gone, it's gone. What are you afraid of? All you need is a butcher's knife and a willow branch. This ghost thing only looks scary, but in fact it's useless. As long as we can overcome the fear in our hearts, we can't deal with it if we work together. Is it one? "

......

In the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes have passed.

Those already rotten bones, after being poured with gasoline and burned for a long time, have basically turned into white ash.

However, after the corpse was gone, the black mist that Huang Cuicui transformed into did not disappear.

It seems that although there is some inevitable connection between the weird creatures and the bones in front of them, they will not disappear without the bones.

Fortunately, Jiang Yao and the others came at night.

Otherwise, when we come here during the day tomorrow, the bones will be burned away, but Huang Cuicui will still be there.

At that time, she will definitely fight to the death with Jiang Yao and others.

There is no way to use the bones to hold her. If Jiang Yao and the others cannot even see her shadow, they will be tortured to death by her falling asleep.

At this moment, the black mist that Huang Cuicui transformed into had changed from the size of a washbasin to the size of a bowl under the continuous attacks of Jiang Yao and others.

Before, the willow branches in the hands of Jiang Yao and others could only knock her away for a while, but now, when the willow branches fall on her body, they can be whipped away a meter or two. .

What could really cause huge damage to her was the butcher knife that Jiang Yao had taken back into his hand.

After being slashed several times with this knife, the black mist that Huang Cuicui turned into was smaller than anything visible to the naked eye.

Watching her bones being burned to ashes, her hatred and resentment towards Jiang Yao and the others had already reached an extreme.

It is precisely for this reason that until now, the black mist that Huang Cuicui transformed into has still not shown any intention of retreating.

A few more minutes passed, and the black mist that was hacked away by Jiang Yao with the butcher knife finally fell apart and turned into wisps of gray mist that dissipated between the sky and the earth.

"Gone? Is Huang Cuicui dead? Or hiding?" There were just a few soldiers and Tong, who were already panting and out of breath.

This kind of fatigue comes not only from the body, but also from the spirit.

After holding on for a while, the few of them still stood upright. After looking at each other, their eyes finally looked towards Jiang Yao.

[Congratulations on successfully surviving the Wraith Spirit Tribulation and receiving a reward...]

Before he had time to take a closer look at what rewards he had received, Jiang Yao, who was extremely exhausted, lay down without any concern for his image. On the ground.

(End of this chapter)

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