Chapter 229: Escape from Death and Enlightenment

The face of the paper man was dull and stiff, lifeless, and the two bright red spots in the pale eye sockets stared straight at the bottom of the bed.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing's heart twitched violently, and fine goose bumps appeared on his arms. A long-lost fear surged in his heart.

This fear is not simply the fear of crisis, but more of the human fear of grotesque horror elements.

For example, after watching a horror movie, he dared not go out to the toilet, and he had to cover his head with a quilt when sleeping.

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was scared by the paper man and had the fear of his childhood.

Since becoming a night wandering god, he has never encountered such a situation.

The "night wandering" skill is elusive and invincible. He has encountered enemies who restrain night wandering with skills, but it is the first time that he has seen through the resentful spirits of night wandering.

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing is very sure that the paper man saw him.

He was extremely frightened, but he did not hesitate to act. He rolled out from under the bed, reached into the void, grabbed out the explosive pistol, and calmly pulled the trigger.

The paper man is a physical body, and a physical body can be destroyed. A long-range shooting pistol is the most suitable.

According to the properties of the rouge box, the vengeful spirit can only possess things that are painted with rouge. If the possessed object is destroyed, the paper man should be "solved".

Give it a try!

"Bang bang bang~"

The muzzle spewed flames, and the dark red trajectory hit the paper man, but the bullet did not explode, but a slight boiling sound of "puff" was heard.

It was like a branding iron immersed in a swamp.

A deep and rich Yin Qi rose around the paper man. The bullet hit it, the kinetic energy was dissolved, the flame was extinguished, and it disappeared into thin air.

Zhang Yuanqing's pupils slightly dilated, and the Yin Qi that was almost materialized.

This is definitely not the power that a vengeful spirit in the extraordinary stage can possess.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Zhang Yuanqing maintained his shooting posture, letting the bullets penetrate the Yin Qi densely, splashing dark red light and making a boiling sound of "puff".

At the same time, two dark red lights appeared in the dark room.

Da da, da da

The red shoes rose and fell, marking time.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately issued an order to hunt down the paper man.

"Da da da"

The red shoes ran out at high speed, stepping on the face of the paper man fiercely and accurately.

The thick Yin Qi swayed violently, like a lake surface stirred up by splashes.

The face of the paper man was intact, and the red shoes failed to step through the Yin Qi around it.

But the red shoes did not give up and attacked tirelessly.

Facing this level of resentful spirits, the output of the red shoes was not enough. Zhang Yuanqing was not surprised. He knew the limit of the red shoes very well. He summoned it purely to interfere with the resentful spirits and increase the pressure on the enemy.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly reviewed his props and methods. He first thought of the red veil, but then gave up. The ghost bride's yin energy was much worse than the paper man in front of him.

And he didn't have the courage to fight the paper man in close combat.

The fatal kick of Hou Tu boots could kick out the power of the saint realm. It should not be difficult to destroy the paper man with it. Zhang Yuanqing grabbed Hou Tu boots without hesitation and threw them to the dead number one beside him.

The dead number one put his feet into the boots and finished putting them on, while Zhang Yuanqing himself put on the yin and yang robe.

Thump, thump, thump. The dead number one sprinted with heavy steps. When he approached the paper man, the boot on his right foot lit up with a heavy, like-real yellow light.

The muscles of his right leg suddenly swelled and tore his trouser legs.

Snap!

The whip kick left a residual image in the air, and the paper man was broken like a reflection. The leg force set off a gust of wind in the house.

The paper-made man disappeared. The one kicked by the dead man number one was the shadow created by the illusion. This kind of ghostly magic is most handy when performed by the vengeful spirit.

Da da da. The red dancing shoes suddenly ran towards the owner.

Behind me? ! Zhang Yuanqing's heart shuddered.

Almost at the same time, the paper man with a pale face and painted with bright red rouge appeared behind him, raised his stiff arm and grabbed the back of the human's neck.

Before the simple paper-made palm touched, the cold breath came first, and a thin layer of frost condensed on Zhang Yuanqing's back and neck.

"Bang!"

He raised the muzzle of the gun and fired a shot at the chest of the dead man number one.

The bullet exploded and a flash of fire appeared.

With a "whoosh", a stream of red fire rushed up and engulfed Zhang Yuanqing's body, and the flames caused by the exploding bullets, just as they were about to go out, suddenly expanded and condensed into a figure wearing a yin-yang robe.

He put on the Yin-Yang robe, not to cast the Fire and Water Array, but to use the Fire Master's Fire Element and the Water Ghost's Water Transformation Ability to tangle with the paper man.

The Fire and Water clones ignore physical attacks, but cannot ignore the damage at the spiritual level.

Facing a powerful vengeful spirit, it is very stupid to deploy the robe array, because the spiritual body is divided into two, which is equivalent to wasting martial arts and will be killed instantly by the powerful vengeful spirit.

When dealing with the ghost doll, the main problem is that there are not enough people, and the clones come to make up, and as long as the number of people reaches the standard, the ghost doll cannot attack.

But the paper man is different.

Zhang Yuanqing's palm rose with flames and pressed on the back of his neck. His face immediately twisted, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the aftereffects "hissed" and smoke rose.

Hiss, this Yin Qi can "freeze" my flesh and blood tissue to death. If it is caught by it, the Night Wanderer can't stand it. Zhang Yuanqing used flames to dispel the Yin Qi, and his other hand was not idle, constantly pulling the trigger.

At the same time, communicating with the imprint in the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit body split into two, entered the Yin corpse, and launched a heavy and powerful sprint.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped shooting, put his finger into his trouser pocket, and pressed one of the buttons of the Elvis speaker.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening drum sound echoed in the room, bringing a huge sense of oppression, shaking the spirit, and making people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The paper man trembled, and then froze.

Thump, thump, thump, the dead number one stepped closer with heavy steps, and the boot on his right foot lit up with a heavy, like real yellow light.

From the previous fight, Zhang Yuanqing found that the paper man was very afraid of the "fatal kick" of Hou Tu boots, after all, this kick could kick out the level of the saint realm.

Therefore, he quickly made a plan to use the drum sound of the Elvis speaker to scare the paper man who was the vengeful spirit. The spirit was split into two because the drum sound did not distinguish between enemies and friends. The dead number one could not be immune, only he, the master, could.

The muscles of the dead number one's right leg thickened, and he was about to kick out a whip kick.

Suddenly, the two traces of blood in the paper man's eye sockets suddenly lit up and condensed into two twisted and strange spells.

The eyes of bewitching!!

Oops! Through the perspective of the corpse, Zhang Yuanqing, who looked directly at the spell, felt his heart sink. The next moment, his will was completely confused, his thoughts were like a mess, and he lost the ability to think calmly.

The Yin Qi surrounding the paper man swelled, and with a series of "cracks", a thin ice shell condensed on the surface of the dead number one, quickly moved away, and instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

Then, the paper man's head tilted 90 degrees and looked at Zhang Yuanqing behind the corpse. Its figure immediately disappeared and appeared behind the only human in the room.

The crude paper-made arm raised and pinched the back of Zhang Yuanqing's neck.

The Yin Qi in the room suddenly shook, and a spiral invisible cyclone was generated at the back of the neck.

Large amounts of blood were drawn away by the cyclone and poured into the paper man's body. Its pale face actually showed some human rosiness.

Under the strong stimulation, Zhang Yuanqing broke free from the influence of the bewitching eye, and immediately felt his limbs stiff and numb. His body was frozen by the terrible Yin Qi, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

In a few breaths, Zhang Yuanqing's skin lost its luster and became dry and dull. Then, a little bit of fine wrinkles climbed up the corners of his eyes and forehead, and the nasolabial folds deepened and aggravated.

He suddenly aged twenty years.

Zhang Yuanqing desperately issued an attack order to the Yin corpse, but the deceased No. 1 was in a frozen state, with his joints and flesh frozen and numb, unable to support his master.

The attempt failed, the paper man could not be defeated, the difference in strength was too great. Zhang Yuanqing was pessimistic and desperate to find that the plan of pushing the small boss by strength was not realistic.

Even if he had so many props and so many tactics, he still could not defeat the paper man.

Then he could only use the Demon Subduing Pestle. Zhang Yuanqing did not want to use this prop until he had no choice. Drinking poison to quench thirst could not solve the problem, but now there was no choice. Drinking poison to quench thirst could at least help him live a little longer.

Feeling the weakness and fatigue in his bones, Zhang Yuanqing made a desperate move, gathered the last bit of strength, and slowly reached into his trouser pocket with trembling fingers, intending to turn on the suona of the Elvis speaker.

He wanted to use this to make this body return to life and restore a certain amount of strength, so that after taking out the Demon Subduing Pestle, he would have enough strength to attack the paper man.

The finger reached in and pressed the suona button. At this time, a question suddenly flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, how did the demon king beat it?

The paper figurine's level is obviously not in the extraordinary stage. No matter how strong the Demon Lord is, as a casual cultivator, his overall strength in the extraordinary period is not necessarily stronger than mine. Even I have no hope, so how can he pass this level?

In a flash, the fragments of information in the copy flashed quickly in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

Finally, two important pieces of information were selected:

One: On the night when Mr. Xu bought the rouge box, the paper man killed only Mr. Xu, and the villagers next door were not harmed.

Two: The vengeful spirit has a strong desire for blood, and only by sacrificing enough blood can it be appeased.

I understand, the rouge box only kills one person a night, or one person's blood can satisfy it. After sucking the target's blood dry, it will not kill again, so only Mr. Xu died that day. Fuck, this is a single-player copy. For a spiritual realm walker, killing only one person is almost equal to certain death. Zhang Yuanqing loosened his finger on the suona sound button and grabbed it in the air instead.

Grabbed a glass test tube, and the test tube contained a clear and transparent golden liquid.

The mouth of the test tube was sealed with a wooden stopper, and the vigorous breath of life was firmly sealed in the test tube.

Life fluid!

A figure that seemed real and illusory floated out of Zhang Yuanqing's body, wrapped in a glass test tube, and rushed towards the deceased No. 1.

This illusory figure was Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body. He used the divine wandering to leave his body.

Zhang Yuanqing planned to take a gamble and let his body be drained of blood and essence to see whether the paper man would leave satisfied after "killing" people, or continue to attack the deceased No. 1.

If it was the former, he would win the bet. If it was the latter, his spirit body would immediately use the life essence to save the body, and then summon the demon pestle to perish with this resentful spirit.

He dared to take such a gamble because, on the one hand, he had the life essence in his hand, and on the other hand, after using the divine wandering, the body would enter a state of suspended animation. If the spirit body returned within 20 minutes, there would be hope for the body to be rescued.

So he was not afraid of the blood and essence being drained.

Zhang Yuanqing was not afraid that the paper man would attack his spirit first, because the item information of Blood Rouge mentioned that the paper man only had a desire for blood. Although the Dead One was a Yin object, it at least had a "life" breath.

It was not the turn of the spirit to face the crisis.

To put it another way, if the paper man really attacked himself in the spirit state, Zhang Yuanqing still had a trick, which was to return to the physical body immediately, let the red dance shoes start the second form, and take him away.

In terms of escaping and dodging, the Red Dance Emperor was not inferior to others throughout his life.

At this time, the physical body had shriveled rapidly, the cheeks were sunken, and the skin was full of wrinkles due to lack of water, and it was turning into a mummy little by little.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help holding his breath (psychologically). He didn't know whether the Demon Lord had used a similar method, but this was the only way he had realized based on the copy information.

One person and one spirit watched nervously, only the red dancing shoes refused to accept it and continued to attack the paper man. In fact, because of the death of its owner's physical body, it became angry and trampled more frequently, and its strength seemed to be more ferocious.

Finally, the physical body was completely turned into a mummy. The great Yuanshi Tianzun died at the hands of the resentful spirit.

The rouge on the face of the paper man, which was full of blood and essence, became more and more vivid.

"Pah~" It loosened its crude and simple hands and let the shriveled corpse fall.

The paper man turned his head stiffly and looked at the deceased No. 1.

After about ten seconds of silence, the paper man walked towards the door with a stiff step and a light "rustling" sound.

It stopped killing.

The red dancing shoes followed like a shadow, chasing the paper man relentlessly.

I bet right, Zhang Yuanqing stopped its endless pursuit.

Watching the feet in embroidered shoes step over the threshold and walk into the darkness step by step, Zhang Yuanqing in the spirit state remained tense and did not relax his vigilance.

After about five minutes, there was silence inside and outside the house, and no movement came from the thick darkness.

No, there was movement.

The red dancing shoes wandered in the house, sometimes stopping by the flesh, sometimes stopping by the spirit, and a message appeared above:

[Will you dance with me?]

But it didn't know whether to ask for a price from the dead flesh or to seek rewards from the spirit that couldn't dance.

It was the first time it encountered such a bug.

It should be gone. Zhang Yuanqing finally couldn't wait to float to the flesh, pulled out the cork with a "pop", pried open the stiff jaw of the flesh, and directly inserted the test tube deep into the throat.

This is because the flesh can't swallow.

When all the life essence in the test tube entered the stomach of the flesh, Zhang Yuanqing pulled it out, and there was another "pop" sound.

After a while, the dry skin gradually became full, and the flesh and blood supported the loose skin. Every second, the flesh became fuller.

This process lasted for more than ten seconds. Not only did the skin recover completely, but it also became more tender and smooth, as if it had been reborn.

But there was no breathing, no heartbeat.

When the night wandering spirit body left the body, the flesh was like this, this was the state of suspended death.

Zhang Yuanqing was truly relieved and threw himself into the flesh.

The next second, the flesh opened his eyes, and his pupils stared at the roof with dilated pupils, and then quickly contracted. He gasped for breath, like a drowning person recovering his heartbeat.

At this time, the deceased No. 1 completely expelled the yin energy in his body, and his joints became sensitive again.

"Hu! Hu! Hu"

"Too difficult, this can't be an A-level copy, I don't want to do anything, I want to rest, no one can disturb me!" Zhang Yuanqing greedily breathed in the fresh air.

Then, he heard the brisk "da da" sound echoing in his ears.

You are an exception. Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze, and he climbed up silently.

After dancing with Hong Wuxie, Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the edge of the bed, not for rest, but sitting was more conducive to thinking.

Although he escaped from the crisis of the paper man, Zhang Yuanqing was not happy at all, because he had realized that something was wrong.

"Is this an A-level copy? This is even more brutal than an S-level copy. The paper man on the second watch made me almost show all my cards. What about the boss on the third watch? What about the princess?"

The difficulty level of the Aphasia Village is completely beyond the scope of the A-level.

Even in the S-level, it is probably the most fierce echelon.

This is obviously unreasonable.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned deeply:

"There is something strange about this copy. There must be something wrong. I must find the problem before midnight, otherwise I will die."

Take a deep breath to calm down. He reviewed all the details after entering the copy.

The conversation with Wang Xiaoer, the conversation with the old man, the communication with the Elvis speaker, and the details of what he saw and heard.

Time passed slowly. In the review again and again, he vaguely grasped something, but it was not clear enough.

Zhang Yuanqing was not in a hurry. After grasping the vague idea, he took out a few blue pills from his trouser pocket, held them in his palm, and then recalled his father's remains in his mind.

The brain power slowly boiled, and the heart began to beat overload. He soon entered the "super brain" state. Messy memory fragments flashed quickly, and his ears were full of meaningless noise.

The nasal cavity was hot, and bright red blood flowed out.

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the pill immediately to calm down these negative states.

Then, since entering the dungeon, all the scenes were replayed frame by frame, the texture of the stone house, the direction of the withered grass on the roadside, everything was rehearsed in his mind again.

"Some time ago, I met a wandering Taoist priest. He said that the back mountain is a Feng Shui treasure land, and there must be a big tomb in the mountain."

"Villager Wang Xiaoer stole the burial objects and planned to sell them to a wealthy family in the provincial capital. Unexpectedly, that night, she followed him out."

"At four o'clock in the morning, everyone in the village died."

"The location of the ancient tomb is twenty-three miles southwest of the back mountain."

"Run, run quickly~"

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly woke up and exited the "replay" state. He widened his eyes and was enlightened.

"I understand the real gameplay of this dungeon"