Chapter 55: The Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique in a Dream

  Fang Wei heard Ye Nan's words, but he was still not at ease in his heart. He looked terrified and said: "Nan Zi, let's not go, I don't feel right about being with vampires!"

  The old devil beside him laughed and said in a low, gloomy voice, "Then you can rest assured if you're with me?"

  Fang Wei glared at the old ghost with a hint of sarcasm: "You're much kinder than that vampire..." As soon as he said this, his voice caught in his throat and he trembled, pointing at the old ghost for half a day before letting out a mournful cry: "Ghost...!"

  Fortunately, the car's sound insulation performance was good, and the driver in front was not affected at all. The car continued to drive steadily.

  Originally, the old ghost saw Fang Wei's timid appearance and deliberately teased him. Suddenly, he transformed into his original fierce ghost face with a green complexion and sharp teeth. Poor Fang Wei was frightened to death, turned pale, hugged his head, fell behind Ye Nan, and loudly shouted for help!

  Ye Nan looked at the pitiful Fang Wei, just about to stop Lao Gui from continuing to scare him, but was waved off by Lao Gui with a smile. Ye Nan knew that Lao Gui had his reasons for doing so and steeled himself not to intervene again.

  Poor Fang Wei was grabbed by the old devil's collar and lifted up, intimidated: "Doll, didn't you say you weren't afraid of me? How did it end up like this?"

  Jian De Fang's body trembled violently, his eyes closed tightly as he hugged his head, not daring to utter a word. The old ghost feigned anger and said: "I owe Ye Wa for saying you're a great assassin, the kind who kills without blinking an eye. Since you dare to kill people, how can you be afraid of ghosts? Are you just an empty shell?"

  After being scolded by the old ghost for a while, Fang Wei's anger finally rose to his head, and he gradually stopped trembling. He thought to himself: "Yes, I'm not afraid of death, what can this ghost do to me? If I fight him and lose, at most I'll just die. I, Fang Wei, have been through so many life-and-death situations, why should I be afraid of this one... If I must die, then so be it!"

  Somehow, Fang Wei opened his eyes, stared at the old ghost, swallowed hard and forced himself to calm down, shouting: "Let me go! Don't think I'm afraid of you, you can't intimidate me! Maybe I was afraid of you before, but from now on, I will never be afraid of you!"

  The old ghost smiled and returned to his normal appearance, putting Fang Wei down, and said with a smile: "Young man, you're not so scared now, are you? Young people always need some pressure to really let go of certain things! Since you've already met Ye Wawa and seen this circle, you can only accept it. Escapism is the most ineffective method!"

  Fang Wei gazed at the old ghost with a mixture of gratitude and resentment, unsure whether to thank him for allowing himself to truly face everything or to resent him for ruthlessly exposing the weakness in his heart.

  Just as I was feeling depressed, the car drove into a large luxury residential area and stopped in front of a very quiet villa deep inside.

  The driver got out of the car and gently opened the door for a few people. Peter had already parked his car and was waiting in the hall with a serious-looking old butler. Fang Wei followed Ye Nan out of the car, fortunately not making any embarrassing moves.

  Peter ushered several people into the hall, instructing the butler to bring some breakfast over, and then smiled at them: "You... where are you going back to? Let my butler check the flights for you later!"

  Ye Nan nodded and smiled: "Peter, that's a trouble for you. We're heading back to Zhongnan East Jiang later, can you check what the earliest flight is?"

  The old butler soon brought over several bowls of porridge and steamed buns for breakfast, at which point Ye Nan's stomach was already growling with hunger from the enticing aroma. Peter smiled and said: "Everyone try some of these Chinese-style breakfast foods and see how they taste. Since I came to China, my favorite thing has been all the delicious Chinese cuisine. This is something I had my chef specifically learn how to make, so the flavor should be pretty good."

  Ye Nan smiled and started eating with a small spoon. Lian Fangwei couldn't bear it anymore, having gone two days without food, his eyes were already dim from hunger, he snatched a bowl and gulped down half of it, regardless of the wound or anything else.

  The old ghost also picked up a small bowl, taking slow and deliberate sips, although he was a spirit, but he didn't refuse to eat, and tasting delicious food was one of his favorite hobbies.

  The butler came forward to report: "This morning at 10 o'clock, there is a flight to Dongjiang!" Peter ordered two first-class tickets and looked at his watch, smiling: "Now it's 5:30, you can still take a bath, rest for a few hours, and I'll send someone to take you to the airport at 9 o'clock!

  Ye Nan had slept for two hours on the plane, but after a night of intense focus, he was now extremely exhausted. After breakfast, he followed Mr. Guan to his room to rest, leaving behind the old ghost who didn't need sleep and Fang Wei, who dared not sleep, slowly passing time in the living room.

  After taking a bath, he lay down on the bed, and the soft down comforter was lightly floating, warm and cozy. In a daze, Ye Nan fell asleep, and gradually began to dream again. His mind started spinning like a merry-go-round. A strange scene appeared in his mind.

  A somewhat familiar middle-aged Taoist priest, with black eyebrows and bright eyes, tall and majestic in stature, standing in mid-air, floating and hovering in the air, wearing a yellow Taoist robe that fluttered in the wind. Behind him, more than ten people followed, their faces determined.

  In the valley below, a group of evil demons and monsters appeared. A nine-headed snake, tens of meters long, stood upright and rose into the air, spewing colorful poisonous gases towards the crowd in the sky. There was also a golden-haired angry ape, five meters tall, picking up boulders the size of small mountains and hurling them at the people in mid-air...

  And there are countless small monsters, rushing around on the ground, at the entrance of the valley a group of people of various colors, including monks, seculars, Taoists and Confucians, even Miao border poison witches, and even big demons with beast heads and human bodies... A total of more than 3,000 people, holding various magical instruments, standing in three layers, trapping the monsters in the valley. Various monsters are rushing around, trying to break through the defense line and rush out of the siege.

  The crowd outside, waving the law enforcement instruments in their hands, turned into colorful lights, and launched a fierce attack on the incoming monster, turning it into a bloody rain. However, the monsters continued to charge endlessly, behind the group of monsters, on the top of the cliff at the end of the valley, there was a strange cave with a height of over 10 zhang, from which many evil demons and monsters rushed out continuously, joining the monster group, and charging around without stopping.

  Although many people joined forces to hold off the monster, it still occasionally broke into the crowd, causing injuries and casualties. Despite being quickly killed, each time it broke in, over a dozen people were injured or killed. The surrounding personnel immediately filled in the gaps, but with several thousand people taking turns supporting each other for several hours, nearly half of them were injured, and they were already exhausted, feeling like their lamps were dry and oil-less.

  While floating in mid-air, the crowd occasionally throws out a talisman paper, transforming into dozens of fireballs or ice spears; or sprinkles down a piece of golden light towards the monsters flying down from the valley, and the monsters are injured as soon as they touch it, and those who are hit die. However, behind them, the strange cave continues to produce an endless stream of monsters, and no matter how many are killed, there is no end to them.

  A middle-aged Taoist stood in mid-air, his expression unyielding and powerful. He bit his index finger, using the blood as a medium, and with a wave of his hand, drew a red talisman in the air. With a loud shout, he exclaimed: "Nine Heavens' Thunderclap, Furious Majesty Shaking the World, Obey my Command, Exterminate Evil and Demons, Dispel!"

  As his voice fell, in the midst of the air, a sudden gust of wind arose, and clouds surged forth, with dark clouds densely packed, amidst which lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Seeing that the winds and clouds had taken shape, the Taoist grasped the sword gesture, and with a downward swing, shouted loudly: "Descend!" Suddenly, from within the winds and clouds, thousands of silver snakes burst forth, rumbling downwards.

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