Chapter Thirty-Two: The Little Ghost Urges the Soul

  The zombies, driven by the old man in white, rushed over, one after another.

  "Use your feet!" Old Qian was clever for once.

  Bang, bang, bang, the sound of gunfire rang out, and several zombies in front of us were kicked to the ground. Their limbs were broken and scattered all over the place, but they instantly turned into white bones, emitting smoke. The zombies were originally just refined to be driven, so after falling down, they rushed up again with even greater ferocity.

  This won't do, if we keep going like this, even if we don't get killed by zombies, we'll still die from exhaustion.

  At that moment, a loud wailing sound came again. Good heavens! The stone coffin had been taken away by Hei Bai Wu Chang, and the crows landed on the ground. With a wave of his hand, the old man in white robes made them dive down again. This time, these damned birds became cleverer, diving straight down from above our heads. Mother... we were surrounded by zombies below and attacked by crows from above. It was clear that they wanted to take our lives! What deep hatred was this? They would not stop until they had put us to death.

  Zhang Mei was already on the verge of collapse, crying uncontrollably.

  Our heads were covered with bird droppings, Zhao shouted loudly and kicked his feet wildly, how could he resist the fierce attack. I shouted: "What's the grudge, say it clearly, don't hurt innocent people."

  "Who is innocent? They are all doomed to die." The old man in white clothes glared with anger, his hands waving wildly as if beckoning them to their deaths.

  Damn it, I'm going to die but still have to hold on. My heart is burning with anger, my teeth are clenched and bleeding. Suddenly, I thought, damn it, I've had enough too.

  "Red clothes, spirit cat, die!" I shouted loudly. Then desperately kicked and punched, killing a small gap.

  I rushed desperately to Hong Yizi and Ling Mao's side, both of whom were still lying on the ground without a sound.

  With a snap, I bit my middle finger, it could only be the last gamble. The blood gushed out, and I desperately flung it onto Hong Yizi and Ling Mao's bodies. The blood splattered everywhere, instantly covering Hong Yizi and Ling Mao's entire body.

  With a loud "ya" sound, Hong Yizi and Ling Mao suddenly sprang up like wildfire.

  "Ah ah ah!" Hong Yizi's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the spirit cat's body flashed, instantly growing to the size of a cow, its eyes also completely red.

  "I've had enough of this damn group!", I shouted loudly, thinking to myself that it's all or nothing now, and the last resort is to use my spiritual blood. The heavens are chasing me, aren't they just after this bit of blood? It seems its power is still boundless. Screw you! Today, I'll risk everything, even if it means using up all my spiritual energy, to get some answers. This life is so suffocating and miserable, it's better to die than live like this.

  The red-clothed boy's long stick instantly turned into a completely green body, and the spiritual cat yelled loudly, rushing forward with a swoosh.

  At this time, Lao Qian, Zhao Cai and Liu Pang were no longer human-like, their clothes had become strips of silk, and they only had the strength to desperately dodge. Zhang Mei was even more miserable, with only three points of cloth left to cover her shame, her face a mess of tears and blood that couldn't be distinguished.

  The strange cries and hissing sounds of smoke, the addition of Red Cloak and Spirit Cat, immediately changed the situation. Red Cloak's red eyes gleamed with blood, as she wielded her green staff, causing large numbers of zombies to fall to the ground, smoking. Meanwhile, Spirit Cat directly pounced on the crows hovering in mid-air, its sharp claws grasping accurately, each crow having its neck bitten through and falling to the ground.

  The zombie array suddenly caught them off guard, and the crow group didn't expect to come to this place either. They let the four people on the ground go, turned their heads and joined forces to attack Hongyi Zi and Ling Mao.

  The four people on the ground were still in a state of shock, and I shouted loudly, "Hurry up and help!"

  The four of them also stood up together, seeing that our side had gained an advantage, and their spirits were lifted, charging towards the zombie array.

  Lao Qian roared: "Damn your mother, you want to mess with me? I'll kill your mother!" He used his hands and feet together, breaking several zombies underfoot. Zhang Mei also couldn't care about being shy anymore, and she too shouted loudly as she rushed forward, but got close to the zombies and was afraid to make a move. Zhao ran to Zhang Mei's side, using his hands and feet together, breaking two zombies that were pouncing on Zhang Mei, and Zhang Mei gave him a grateful glance.

  In an instant, the ground was covered in blood and white bones piled up. A dark gust of wind suddenly rose, causing trees to sway violently, making people shiver with cold. But Hongyi Zi and Ling Mao were exhilarated by the killing, Hongyi Zi spinning into a ball of fire in mid-air, his green staff dancing like a fan, leaving behind a trail of white bones that smoked as they fell. The murder of crows had become a lone crow, which was pecked and bitten by Ling Mao, the ground now a river of blood.

  The old man in white clothes, with his hair and beard all standing on end, his white robe puffed out, his face as black as coal, suddenly pointed one hand at the sky and the other at the ground, and shouted loudly: "Three talents above urge people to hurry, lotus seat above urges souls to hurry, all households listen to the law, eight trigrams array extinguish soul spirits, orders will be issued immediately, quickly turn around, urgent like a law!"

  Good heavens, this is terrible! He's going to summon all those little demons he's been raising to bail him out.

  There are some evil ways that specialize in raising little ghosts. Little ghosts are more terrifying than zombies. Zombies have no thoughts, while little ghosts are thinking beings. The raised little ghosts have flesh and blood, understand how to be flexible and changeable, and of course only listen to their master's commands. In fact, raising little ghosts is not a new thing, now it can also be seen that some evil demons help wealthy people raise little ghosts for the sake of greed for money, helping their masters do things, of course, doing more evil things, harming opponents. Little ghosts are actually similar to zombies at first, also being people who have just died and not yet reincarnated, zombies absorb the essence of the sun and moon,

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  The little demon sucks its master's blood and after being raised, it is almost identical to its master in body and spirit.

  Before one could say Jack Robinson, the sky suddenly turned dark and a chill wind cut to the bone. In an instant, however, it was bright again, but on the ground there were now many small ghosts with round, wide-open eyes. Each face was crimson red, none of them tall, like human figures, but all plump from head to toe, jumping up and down like mischievous monkeys.

  "My goodness, this is really the end, we can't afford it. The other old Qian and Zhao Cai, as well as Zhang Mei, were so scared that they lost all color in their faces, having never seen such a scene before."

  Hongyi Zi and Ling Mao had already taken care of the zombies and crows, but they were staring at me with a puzzled expression, standing still by my side. It seemed that even they didn't dare to make any rash moves, as if they too were intimidated by some kind of power.

  An old man in white suddenly pulled out a willow branch from his bosom, raised it high, this I understand, driving ghosts and souls all use willow branches.

  The willow branch drew an arc in the air, and a group of little ghosts, as if hearing a command, suddenly formed into a lotus flower formation. Ah, I'm walking on the lotus, this old Taoist's formation is also a lotus formation, this is quite comparable to Qing Shan Dao Chang, with a familiar flavor. Although there was still doubt in his heart, he couldn't think about it carefully at this moment.

  What to do? My mind is racing, it seems that we are in a desperate situation with no chance of survival. Damn it, a few living people are being forced into a dead end by a few ghosts!

  An old man in white clothes, the willow branch swayed gently, but it was another strong gust of wind, and the sand and stones on the ground flew around, and the thick tree trunks were almost blown down to the ground. The cold air pierced through the bones, and his eyes became blurry. Zhang Mei lost her balance and fell to the ground, and Zhao Zai hurriedly helped her up and held her tightly in his arms.

  At this time, the little ghosts arranged in a lotus flower formation were all pushing their hands outward and rolling towards us in a flower shape.

  This is getting out of hand!

  I suddenly ran to the front of the little ghost array, reached into my bosom and took out a copper bell, raised both hands to the top of my head, directly opposite my heavenly spirit cover, and loudly said: "Dao Zhang slow down, if you still advance, I will smash my heavenly spirit cover, everyone will be finished." In fact, this was also another desperate gamble for me. These things were all strange and weird, but inside, there was still a bit of subtlety that made me think, whether it was all rushing towards the old man's spiritual blood or not. Anyway, I was dead for sure, so I might as well gamble with my life.

  Unexpectedly, I said it was just fallen. The white-robed old man's willow branch made a curved line, and the little ghost array stopped, no more than three meters away from me. The bloody smell of the slap filled my whole body.

  It's still effective anyway, never mind, just use whatever is effective at this time.

  I stood my ground and said loudly, "Master Dao, is this your intention to drive us to death? I'd like to ask what's the reason behind it. My friend and I have no grudges with you in the past, nor do we have any conflicts recently. On the contrary, your zombie has been haunting my friend, and the roadblock you set up on our way has caused many people to be unable to rest in peace. What's the meaning of this?"

  The old man in white smiled gloomily at this time, "Don't say these things, you and I both understand them in our hearts."

  "I don't understand!" I exclaimed loudly.

  "Li Qing's vengeful spirit cannot rest in peace, Li Qing's old father died unjustly on the bridge and lodged a complaint in front of Yanluo Temple, accusing the lustful mother and daughter of causing their deaths. Yanwang accepted the complaint and sent Heibai Wuchang to take the lives of the lustful women for trial. I begged and said that as long as they could be matched with a suitable partner in the underworld, it would be the same. But you ruined the opportunity and even said that we had no virtue and were not worthy of being matched with a partner in the underworld. Now I am also helpless. I can only wait for Heibai Wuchang to come and take my life again, and it's all because of you, paper man who took my place. You think you're clever, but actually, I've been watching everything clearly from the side. Heibai Wuchang only follows orders and takes lives, so they were deceived and passed by. You thought I didn't know, but now you're a good person." The white-haired old man's voice was low and menacing, but every word pierced my ears.

  And this remark made all the people around turn pale with fright again.

  Zhang Mei struggled and shouted loudly, "How could I be a licentious woman? According to you, all those were my fault. I was young and vigorous, whose fault was it? The death of the village elder, everyone in the village pointed at me and my mother, but we were also victims. I'm better off dead, forced every night, those unclean things, who can I appeal to for justice?" Zhang Mei's words were incoherent with rage, but this wasn't a place for reasoning. At this moment, I had to stall for a while, how could there be time to untangle all these complicated matters? However, the phrase "unclean things" from Zhang Mei's words clearly reached my ears, and it seemed that there was still more to the story.

  Can't figure it out, first priority is survival.

  Suddenly an inspiration, I said loudly: "I still don't understand, just like we have no feud with you, what kindness and intention do you have towards us? You are so kind to help us, as you say, you are a good person, but it is us who are evil and suffer this calamity!"

  The old man in white didn't expect me to ask this and was also stunned for a moment.

  The willow branch swayed gently, and the little ghosts retreated, suddenly gathering around him.

  "Since you said that, I'll let you die with a clear understanding! Make it clear once and for all, even if we become white bones and turn to smoke, it won't be too late, and it will also save Yama's trouble!" The old man in white suddenly coiled up and flew up to our faces, his black face with white eyeballs staring straight at us.

  But what he said was even more sinister and frightening than the little ghost in front of him!