"Hanged Ghost, and a thirty-year-old ghost at that. How troublesome.”
Zhang Fan looked at his mission and shook his head.
Among all the types of malicious ghosts, the Hanged Ghost was the one with the most resentment. There was no other malicious ghost that was more powerful than the Hanged Ghost. When he was young, he heard from his grandmother that the Hanged Ghost was the most ferocious ghost. It could even hang on trees during the day. If an ordinary person encountered it, they would definitely lose their life.
In Zhang Fan's opinion, even a successful Daoist could die if he was not careful.
Moreover, he was a Hanged Ghost who had cultivated for so many years and had killed more than a hundred people. He did not know how vicious he would be. If he treated him seriously, there would definitely be a fierce battle later.
However, he was just being careful. Zhang Fan did not have the slightest fear in his heart.
"Ghost Eyes, open."
Looking at the ghostly path, Zhang Fan frowned and shouted. His eyes changed. His dark brown pupils became pitch-black like black holes, filled with an extremely attractive force.
The path that should have been devoid of ghosts suddenly changed in Zhang Fan's eyes. He saw that the surroundings were hazy like fog. On a towering tree in the distance, a woman in red with a pale face and eyes that were about to explode was hung by a rope around her neck. Her scarlet tongue was sticking out. It was a terrifying sight to see.
What made Zhang Fan's eyelids twitch even more was that beside this hanging ghost, there were hundreds of heads hanging on the tree. There were old people, young people, women, and children. They all had their eyes closed and looked very peaceful, but scarlet blood kept flowing out, flowing on the trunk, branches, and leaves. The entire tree was dyed red, extremely demonic.
"This is a big locust tree?" Zhang Fan's pupils constricted. F * ck, this tree trunk is so thick. This tree must be at least a hundred years old.”
Locust tree. From the word 'wood' and 'ghost,' one could tell what this tree was for.
The locust tree belonged to the Yin family, and since ancient times, it had been named the Burial Avoidance locust tree. In ancient times, there was a reference to the idea that when a person died, their body would be buried and their soul would return to the ancestral temple. It meant that the locust tree was a "guardian tree" that protected their ancestors, so they would plant a locust tree next to it.
However, the reason why the locust tree was called locust tree was because it was a ghost in the wood. Because of its heavy Yin Qi, it was easy to attract ghosts to possess it. In Feng Shui, it was forbidden to plant it near houses, so there was a saying that there was a locust tree in front of the house and a hundred ghosts were at night.
Moreover, there were always stories about locust trees becoming spirits in ghost novels, such as Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. The Great Pagoda Anguo in the Biography of the Governor of Nanke. In the dream of Nanke, the Great Pagoda Tree and An Kingdom were like an ant hole under the pagoda tree.
Ancient people also liked to choose locust trees when they hanged themselves.
Locust trees were always associated with death and ghosts. Of course, this ghost was not that ghost.
Moreover, this locust tree liked dark places. The more yin energy there was, the more lush its leaves and branches would be. Looking at the appearance of this blood-red locust tree and feeling it carefully, Zhang Fan's expression became very ugly.
"This place is actually a land of extreme yin. Damn it, with such a land of extreme yin here, they didn't seal it up. Instead, they built roads and commercial districts. Do you know that this will kill a lot of people?”Zhang Fan cursed.
He was 100% sure that many things had happened in this area in the past, but the news had been sealed.
"Damn it, exterminating the ghosts isn't the main thing this time. This locust tree is the one I have to be careful of. This hundred-year locust tree that was born in an extremely dark place didn't become a spirit.”
Zhang Fan cursed.
As soon as he finished speaking, a message appeared in Zhang Fan's mind.
"Ding! The mission has changed. The mission has been changed.”
[Sub Mission: Extreme Yin Place]
[Mission Details: Hundreds of years ago, there was a small dragon vein here. However, due to Liu Bowen's destruction, the dragon vein was broken and resentment soared into the sky. From then on, the blessed land was transformed into a land of extreme yin. Decades ago, there was a great turmoil, and hundreds of people died. The resentment reached its peak and destroyed all the ghosts here. The 500-year-old locust tree was burned down.]
[Mission reward: 120 merit points, 60 karma points, nine grades of the Book of Life and Death]
[Mission Failure: Revocation of Divine Title, banishment to the Beast Path for three thousand years.]
"Fuck."
After receiving the content, Zhang Fan immediately cursed. He was just a small ghost soldier. He could fight for a 100-year-old locust tree, but he was not too confident about a 500-year-old locust tree.
The blood-red head on the locust tree opened its eyes. Its bloody face became abnormally ferocious as it looked at him, as if it had some irreconcilable hatred. Its face fell off, revealing black flesh that made people vomit.
Zhang Fan almost cursed again. He had seen wrongly. He had originally thought that these guys had been killed by the Hanging Ghost and their heads were torn off and hung up. Now, it seemed that this was not the case at all.
These guys were all in cahoots. He was just thinking too much.
"Wait? Where's that hanging ghost?"
Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed. He had been so focused on shocking these ghosts that he had not noticed that the female hanging ghost in red had disappeared.
"Phew."
A chill suddenly appeared on his back, and a cold wind blew past his ears.
"Get lost."
Zhang Fan felt goosebumps all over his body. He turned around in anger and ignored Hanged Ghost's bloody face. A golden light erupted from his palm. Hanged Ghost screamed and evaporated a large amount of black fog. After that, he was sent flying a few meters away by Zhang Fan and quickly disappeared. It was unknown where he had hidden himself.
"This hanging ghost seemed to have been hung from a tree and then burned to death by someone. No wonder he had such great resentment.”
Zhang Fan said in a deep voice, and a mournful ghost cry sounded behind him.
He turned around and saw that the ferocious heads that were hanging on the locust tree had fallen to the ground. They turned into ghosts with broken bodies and bloody flesh, charging at him.
"Humph. A small malicious ghost dared to attack a ghost officer. It was courting death.”
Zhang Fan glared and shouted. Even though he was a small ghost soldier, he was not someone these small ghosts could provoke.
Every time the Ghost Gate opened, the ghost soldiers would set out from the netherworld to hunt down malicious ghosts in the human world. In the eyes of some people, they were very troublesome existences. The ghost soldiers could kill their souls with a single slash, and they were extremely ferocious.
With a fierce shout, Zhang Fan used his soul power with the aura of divine power to directly shatter the souls of the few malicious ghosts charging at the front.
"Swoosh."
A pitch-black chain appeared in Zhang Fan's hand. Zhang Fan looked at those malicious ghosts with a cold expression. He snorted coldly and swung his whip at them.
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