Damn! At that moment, the Killing Intent surged within me, sending a chill through my pulse and limbs!
A refreshing breath coursed through my body, and the violent Killing Intent filled me with strength in an instant. My vision was shrouded in crimson.
Then, I finally understood why Ghost Granny had always worn that look of terror.
This was not an empty city.
In fact, it was a ghost town!
Every house and every building here still housed something; it just wasn't humans, but the Atlanteans who had perished in the great disaster!
The moment our battle with the Rampaging Ghost erupted, all the Demons here were drawn to us. They peered out from the windows, their wooden, pale faces emerging from various buildings, their eyes fixed on us.
These Demons were brimming with Eerie Energy and had considerable Daoist Practice. After all, they had been lingering in this eerie place for nine thousand years. Even ordinary spirits must have developed some Daoist Practice; they were not mere wandering souls. No wonder Ghost Granny and Zhengyang acted so strangely; these entities were indeed beyond our current capabilities. If they pounced on us, we would be done for!
No wonder Ghost Granny's Samadhi True Fire Talisman emitted screams when thrown into the house where the Rampaging Ghost hid; it turned out the spirits inside had long been burned to death!
Do not fear, do not look back...
In short, it was about intimidating these beings, scaring them off!
Even though these entities appeared calm now, even hiding themselves from our sight, it did not mean they lacked malice.
For instance, to my left stood a mother and daughter at the doorway, coldly laughing at us. The mother held her daughter’s hand tightly. The girl wore a pure white dress like a doll, but her eyes were pitch black, and her smile was particularly sinister and cruel.
As the saying goes, it's better to hear ghosts wailing than laughing. Hearing a ghost cry means it has grievances to express; but if a ghost laughs, it means it's coming for your life. If given the chance, you won't survive!
These Demons were all laughing now, clearly enjoying the show. If we couldn't muster our strength, they would pounce on us. With all the Dirty Things in this city against us, even if we had experts of extraordinary caliber, we wouldn't stand a chance!
To be honest, I was genuinely scared. Every time my gaze swept over those pale faces, I felt a nagging unease in my heart.
It wasn't that they looked frightening; it was just... there were too many of them. It was terrifying!
I was so frightened that I nearly lost control. Honestly, it wasn't embarrassing for me; if you were in the same situation, you probably wouldn't fare much better. That Big Mouth Lee saw my pants getting wet and burst into laughter, coming over to clutch his stomach in amusement.
The best course of action now was to pretend I saw nothing.
At that moment, the priority was to take down that Rampaging Ghost with overwhelming force, proving our strength and making these Demons think twice before acting recklessly. After all, the real focus here wasn't just the Rampaging Ghost; it was these Ghost Residents around us!
"Kill!"
I gathered my energy and let out a loud shout, channeling my Killing Intent. A solidified wave of Killing Intent shot out from my sword, extending seventy centimeters long. The eerie white light radiating from it enveloped me, dispelling the Eerie Energy around. Then, gripping my blade tightly, I took a step forward, ready to rush in and support Zhengyang, aiming to eliminate the Rampaging Ghost as quickly as possible.
However, as soon as I stepped forward, my left leg was kicked hard!
I truly felt the kick—it was painfully clear and particularly brutal. A sharp pain shot through my left leg, numbing half of my body and causing me to stumble uncontrollably. In an instant, I found myself sprawled on the ground like a dog.
Who the hell did that?!
I cursed inwardly and turned to glare at whoever was beside me. But when I looked over, I froze in shock.
There lay a homeless man next to me—disheveled hair, pale complexion—grinning wickedly at me.
This thing was clearly not human; it must have been the one that tripped me earlier!
All my anger evaporated in an instant. I didn't dare say a word and pretended not to see him. I brushed off my clothes and stood up, swallowing back a torrent of curses aimed at his ancestors that had risen to my lips.
This thing that tripped me was clearly a mischievous ghost. Although it was causing a ruckus, it didn't seem intent on taking my life, so I dared not provoke it!
In fact, such playful spirits are quite common. Many people encounter them; for instance, someone walking alone at night might suddenly trip without warning, or inexplicably get tripped by someone by the roadside. In these situations, it's likely that they've run into a troublesome ghost. At such times, it's best not to curse loudly—just pretend you didn't see anything and walk away. If you do start shouting and anger the ghost, things could escalate quickly, and it might just follow you around!
So, I held back; after all, there were many of them.
Just as I managed to stand up and took a step forward, the lying ghost swiftly kicked my left leg with a lightning-fast strike. This time, I saw it clearly; its speed was extraordinary, and the force was tremendous—it struck right against my leg bone!
That damn hurt!
Clearly, I couldn't withstand such a kick, so I fell down again, landing in that graceful position—like a dog eating poop!
I continued to endure!
I gritted my teeth and remained silent as I stood up for the third time. But then…
Just as I took another step, that thing kicked my left leg again with a loud "smack," and I fell down once more!
Three kicks, all in the same spot.
Tears welled up in my eyes; I almost cried out loud. It hurt so much! I considered myself a tough guy who could weather any storm, yet here I was nearly brought to tears by a ghost's three kicks. Just thinking about it made my heart feel heavy.
Meanwhile, Big Mouth Lee in front of me chuckled as he got back up and mockingly laughed at me: "Hey, Brother Zi, what are you doing? Did you scare yourself so badly that you peed? Why are you bowing down three times to this Rampaging Ghost? Did it die by self-immolation or something?"
I shot him a fierce glare but had no words.
"Trickster Ghosts are the hardest to deal with!"
The bowl seemed to have figured something out. It shouted at me, "You can't confront this kind of guy head-on! If you attack this ghost, you'll provoke a whole family to bully you!"
I was taken aback, forcibly suppressing the rage boiling inside me. I asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"
The bowl's tone softened immensely as it gently said to me, "Brother Xia, take a look behind you."
Instinctively, I turned my head. About a hundred meters behind me, a large group of Dirty Things surged out of the house—at least a hundred or eighty of them, both old and young. Clearly, they were part of the same family. The Demons from this family were making faces and gesturing at the Wandering Ghost lying at my feet, seemingly giving it advice.
It was evident that this Wandering Ghost was a member of that family. I was relieved that I hadn't struck with my knife earlier; otherwise, the family's Demons would have rushed at me in a frenzy.
There was no choice but to endure!
It seemed I had encountered a ghost that was robbing me on the road. What bad luck! Time to offer some tribute!
After thinking for a moment, I took out three Incense for Summoning Spirits and a lighter from my backpack. With a snap, I lit the lighter and prepared to offer the Wandering Ghost some incense.
To my surprise, just as I ignited the lighter, Ghost Granny and Zhengyang shouted simultaneously, "Don't do it!"
Their loud shouts startled me. My hand trembled, and the flame from the lighter suddenly flickered toward the Incense for Summoning Spirits...
Unlike regular incense, this particular incense was highly flammable. As soon as it came into contact with the flame, it ignited instantly, releasing a fragrant aroma into the air!
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