6kv Chapter 92 Night at the Mass Grave
Chapter 92 Night at the Mass Grave
Chapter 92 Night at the Mass Grave
The night was as dark as ink, and several carriages swayed and rattled as they drove out of the city gate.
The wheels crunched over the withered branches and fallen leaves, making a teeth-grinding "squeak" sound.
The further west you go, the colder and more damp the air becomes.
Through the gap in the car window curtain, you could see the shadows of the roadside trees swaying wildly in the wind, like menacing ghosts.
"arrive."
The carriage stopped, and the driver, as if avoiding a plague, dropped the passenger off and drove off.
As soon as Gu Shenyan got out of the car, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
The scene before me can only be described as tragic.
The rocks are jagged and overgrown with weeds.
Countless mounds of earth resembled malignant tumors growing on the ground; some had already been dug up by wild dogs, revealing half of their blackened coffin lids.
The green phosphorescent flames drifted and swayed in mid-air, like the unwilling eyes of the dead.
"Stay close."
Chen An remained half-dead, uttered two words, and led the way inside.
Strangely, he didn't walk fast, and his steps were somewhat unsteady, but with each step he took, he precisely avoided the puddles and corpse pits on the ground where the yin energy was heaviest.
It's as if he knows every inch of this land like the back of his hand.
Don't look at the shadows.
Chen An suddenly spoke, his voice sounding somewhat ethereal in the night wind.
Don't listen to the whispers.
"Ghosts are masters at bewitching the mind; the more afraid you are, the more they will try to seduce you."
Jia Shouren gripped Gu Shenyan's sleeve tightly, his teeth chattering.
"Senior Brother Gu, why do I hear someone calling my name?"
"Shut up, concentrate."
Gu Shenyan gave a low shout, and his hand already held two talismans.
Before he finished speaking, three pale figures suddenly emerged from the black mist ahead.
Those are three ghosts!
They had no feet, floated in mid-air, their faces contorted, and let out a piercing shriek as they lunged at the three of them.
"Let's do it!"
Gu Shenyan shouted.
Han Sushuang reacted quickly, flicking the talisman in her hand and shouting.
"Golden light, dispels evil!"
"boom!"
A dazzling golden light exploded instantly, dispelling most of the surrounding darkness.
When the golden light shone on the three ghosts, black smoke immediately billowed from their bodies, and they let out painful roars, their movements slowing down.
"Brother Jia, the wall!"
Gu Shenyan shouted.
Jia Shouren hurriedly threw away the thick earth talisman in his hand.
"Get up, get up!"
The ground trembled, and a half-person-high earthen wall rose crookedly, blocking a ghost that was trying to go around from the side.
But Jia Shouren was just too nervous.
His hands were shaking violently, and his spiritual energy output was intermittent.
The earthen wall was only halfway up when it suddenly collapsed with a "poof"!
The blocked ghost seized its opportunity, let out a sinister laugh, and moved like lightning, instantly breaking through the defense and rushing straight at Han Sushuang, who was in the spellcasting stun phase.
"Be careful!"
Han Sushuang had just finished casting the Golden Light Talisman, her old power was gone and new power had not yet been generated, and the ghost claw was about to grab her face.
At the critical moment.
A beam of blue light arrived first, even though it was delayed.
"Water Binding!"
With a flick of his finger, Gu Shenyan sent the blue light into a rope that precisely wrapped around the ghost's neck.
"Sizzle!"
Water and fire are incompatible, but this water is no ordinary water; it is talismanic water imbued with spiritual power.
The ghost was strangled and its body froze, suspended in mid-air, unable to move.
"Burn it!"
Gu Shenyan's forehead was covered in sweat; maintaining this talisman was not an easy task for him either.
Han Sushuang had caught her breath, and a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes.
"Blazing Sun, Explode!"
A red talisman flew out and struck the ghost squarely in the chest.
"boom!"
Flames soared into the sky, and before the ghost could even let out a scream, it turned into a wisp of smoke.
Seeing this, the remaining two ghosts tried to escape, but their escape route was blocked by the water-fixing talisman that Gu Shenyan had already set up. They were then finished off by Han Sushuang one by one.
The battle is over.
A burnt smell permeated the air.
Jia Shouren collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his face covered in cold sweat.
"I'm so sorry—"
He lowered his head in shame.
Chen An slowly walked over, looked at the ashes on the ground, and then looked at Jia Shouren.
"My spiritual energy is unstable, and my mind is not focused."
He commented casually.
"If you were actually on the battlefield, that move you just made would have killed your teammate."
Jia Shouren lowered his head even further.
Chen An then turned to look at Gu Shenyan, his gaze lingering for a moment on the water-binding talisman that had not yet burned out.
"Your prediction was correct."
"The timing was perfect."
That was probably the longest sentence he had said all night.
Han Sushuang put away the talisman, walked to Gu Shenyan's side, and whispered.
"Thank you for earlier."
Her eyes held less of their former arrogance and more of genuine trust.
If Gu Shenyan hadn't intervened just now, she would have been seriously injured, if not killed.
"Let's go, the Yin Soul Grass is ahead."
Chen An didn't give them much time to celebrate and continued walking forward.
Beyond this rocky beach lies a circle of old graves.
A few blades of grass, emitting a faint, ethereal blue light, were quietly growing on the mound of an unmarked, lonely grave.
"It's Yin Soul Grass!"
Jia Shouren excitedly got up, wanting to make amends, and hurriedly rushed over to collect the materials.
"Wait!"
A sudden sense of unease arose in Gu Shenyan's heart, and he shouted to stop him.
But it was too late.
The moment Jia Shouren's fingers touched the Yinpo grass, the soil behind the lonely grave suddenly exploded.
Two zombies covered in green fur roared as they charged out.
They are incredibly fast, unlike the stiff creatures of legend, and their claws are as long as blades, gleaming with a black, poisonous light.
They're too close!
It's only three feet away!
Jia Shouren was so frightened that he completely forgot what to do.
Han Sushuang and Gu Shenyan wanted to help, but they didn't have time to take out their talismans.
"roar!"
A foul stench assaulted his nostrils, and Jia Shouren closed his eyes in despair.
Just then.
A green shadow flashed by.
There are no complicated incantations, no fancy talismans.
Chen An simply held up two fingers.
At his fingertips, a point of extremely pure and dazzling golden light was gathered.
The golden light was so refined that it resembled a miniature sun.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Two soft sounds.
The two menacing zombies stopped moving abruptly.
Each of them had a blood hole about the size of a thumb between their eyebrows.
Black blood slowly flowed out.
"thump!"
The zombie fell straight down, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Chen An withdrew his finger and gently blew away non-existent dust from his fingertip.
That suffocating pressure vanished instantly.
He reverted to being that颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, lazy, or dispirited) and 懒懒的下下兄 (a dejected, lazy, or dispirited senior brother) again.
The entire room fell silent.
Jia Shouren remained in that stiff posture, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.
The talisman in Han Sushuang's hand fluttered to the ground, her beautiful eyes wide open, her face full of disbelief.
This is—that good-for-nothing who failed the assessment for three years?
Instant cast!
Tips!
That's a technique that can only be achieved by cultivating the control of spiritual energy to a very subtle level.
Even Senior Brother Cao Wenjing probably couldn't do something so effortless.
Gu Shenyan took a deep breath, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.
He misjudged the situation.
Everyone misjudged the situation.
This Senior Brother Chen is no burden at all; he's clearly a tiger in sheep's clothing!
"What are you standing there for?"
Chen An glanced at Jia Shouren, who was still in a daze, and said in a somewhat impatient tone.
"Gather herbs, let's go."
"The smell here is too strong; I want to go back to sleep."
"Yes, yes!"
As if waking from a dream, Jia Shouren hurriedly plucked the few Yinpo grasses and carefully put them into the jade box.
On the return journey, the carriage was eerily quiet.
No one spoke, but the three of them kept glancing at Chen An, who was sitting in the corner.
Chen An closed his eyes and swayed gently with the bumps of the carriage, seemingly asleep.
Gu Shenyan gazed at the pitch-black night outside the window, yet his heart remained clear.
The waters in this tenement were deeper than he had imagined.
Song Qingyuan thought he had found himself a burden, but little did he know that he had been given an incredible opportunity.
In this dog-eat-dog world, how lucky it is to be able to latch onto such an invisible powerful ally.
Just as Gu Shenyan withdrew his gaze...
Chen An, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened one eye a crack.
His gaze was as deep as a well, and he looked at Gu Shenyan intently, a tiny curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.