"I was too careless. I knew that the ghost's ability was extremely strange and I should have been on guard. I didn't expect that I would still be careless. The ghost spread resentment through the phone to create an illusion. I hope it didn't harm them.”
Zhang Fan walked into the Lin family's mansion and looked at the hall with a gloomy expression.
There was basically no light in this hall. The air was filled with resentment. Sunlight could penetrate here during the day, but the moonlight could not. As long as the resentment did not dissipate, it would be pitch black. This was because ghosts covered everything here and covered your eyes. However, to Zhang Fan, this did not affect him from seeing everything in this hall.
"In order to prevent anything from happening, I have to find that ghost as soon as possible and destroy her soul. Only then can I eliminate the resentment that she has spread.”Zhang Fan looked coldly in front of him.
There was a table in front of him, and under the table were two tattered paper figurines. It was indescribably strange. At the same time, a breeze blew in from outside, blowing the tattered paper figurines and making a rustling sound. The two paper figurines swayed gently in the wind. The entire hall was filled with the cold and lonely smell of death, which could not help but make people's hearts go numb.
"Humph."
With a heavy cold snort, the two paper figurines immediately burned to ashes without any fire. Zhang Fan said disdainfully,"A little paper figurine dares to play tricks. Why don't you look at yourself?”
After saying that, Zhang Fan paused. He looked around coldly and disdainfully. Then, he formed a hand seal with both hands. A golden swastika bloomed and spread out in all directions with him as the center. It illuminated the entire hall. Suddenly, a ghostly cry that sounded like thousands of ghosts boiling sounded. Countless black grievances slowly rose and dissipated like air currents.
"Ghostly Art, Buddhist Light of Ksitigarbha." Zhang Fan snorted coldly. The resentment in the entire hall was forcefully wiped out by him. All the ghosts hiding here were cleansed by him and eliminated.
Right now, Zhang Fan was very angry. Ever since he became a Reaper, no matter what kind of malicious ghost he encountered, he was no match for it. No matter what kind of malicious ghost he encountered, he would be able to break through all their tricks. But today, that female ghost in red slapped him in the face like a slap. It slapped the face of the only ghost in the world. He felt humiliated. Perhaps he had a big reason, but he felt that his divine might had been violated. Divine might could not be violated, and those who violated it would be punished by heaven and earth.
If he did not exterminate this haunted house today and vent his divine anger, how could Zhang Fan continue to be a god? He would have long since scram and become a mortal.
Therefore, when he arrived at the hall, Zhang Fan did not hesitate to suppress all the ghosts here. He did not care whether these ghosts were evil or good, whether they were harming or being harmed. If the gods were angry, everything would be reduced to ashes.
"Swoosh."
When all the resentment in the hall dissipated, a ray of moonlight finally shone through the window that had been over a hundred years old. A breeze slowly blew in, and all the furniture placed beside Zhang Fan turned into a pile of powder. Without the support of resentment, they finally became history, passing away with their owners from a hundred years ago.
"Paramount."
Zhang Fan stepped up the stairs expressionlessly and walked up to the second floor step by step. When he stepped into the range of the second floor, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. This was a place filled with coffins. It was surrounded by dilapidated wooden houses, and the coffins were pasted with talismans. It looked very much like a mortuary in a zombie movie from the 1980s and 1990s.
"This is an illusion formation?" Zhang Fan frowned.
"No, the resentment inside is all material. There are all genuine zombies inside. This is not an illusion array. This is a small space that has been refined into a corpse cultivation ground. Who was it? Who was it? He actually had such great ability to refine a piece of land into a space?”
Zhang Fan said solemnly. He could not even refine a space from a place, even if the space was only more than ten meters in size.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange voice sounded.
"Creak!"
A crisp sound rang out.
"Hiss!"
A coffin's lid cracked open, and a cloud of black gas spewed out. It moved without wind and floated towards Zhang Fan.
"This is corpse poison." Zhang Fan's expression changed. Zombies were not part of the Six Paths. They were immortal and evil creatures. The corpse poison in their bodies was even terrifying to ghosts and gods, just like how humans were afraid of poisonous gas.
"Ghostly Art, Buddhist Light of Ksitigarbha."
Zhang Fan did not dare to be careless. He immediately used a ghost technique, and a golden swastika appeared in front of him. The two of them collided and immediately assimilated.
After the corpse poison dissipated, the air was filled with a nauseating stench of corpses. Then, Zhang Fan saw a figure standing upright where the coffin was.
It was a male corpse. The male corpse was wearing an official uniform of the Manchu Dynasty and an official hat. His mouth was sharp and his fangs were huge, emitting a fishy smell. What made one's heart tremble the most was his eyes, which emitted a green light similar to a weasel's. They were filled with a strange and evil aura, making one shudder. His ten fingers were sharp and long.
"Ah!"
The zombie let out a scream that made people's eardrums bleed.
In the next moment, a black shadow appeared in front of Zhang Fan, followed by a bone-chilling chill. It was extremely fast!
"Bang!"
Zhang Fan held the Ghost Spear in his hand. With a clang, sparks flew. The zombie was immediately sent flying by Zhang Fan's spear, and the coffins behind it were smashed into pieces.
Zhang Fan's expression changed when he saw this. Not good. He hurriedly pounced forward, and the golden swastika appeared in his hand. He slapped the zombie's head, and the zombie's body trembled. With an ear-piercing scream, it turned into a pile of black filth.
"After killing one, three more came out.”Zhang Fan's expression was ugly as he looked at the three Qing Dynasty zombies that stood up behind him. They were two men and one woman, and their eyes revealed their brutal bloodlust.
"Fighting in such a narrow place, these zombies will definitely come out in the end. Since that was the case, he might as well take advantage of the fact that these zombies were suppressed by the talisman and directly destroy them in one fell swoop.”Zhang Fan muttered.
"With my indestructible body!"
Zhang Fan scratched his middle finger lightly, and a drop of blood flew up. He formed a seal with both hands and chanted,"From the souls of all ages, to the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth."
"A million generals of ghosts and gods, gather ten million soldier souls!"
"Light the Eternal Lamp!"
The drop of blood gradually turned golden in the air. When the blood fell to the ground along with the chant, it had already turned completely golden.
"Ghost Art-Spiritual Fire! Destroyed! Ha!"
Golden blood fell on the ground. As Zhang Fan shouted, a golden light surged out in an instant. Golden flames erupted, and the three zombies that charged at Zhang Fan immediately turned into a pile of black bones. The coffins placed around them were instantly shattered, and the zombies inside were also turned into ashes by the spiritual fire.
"Boom!"
The entire small space instantly shattered like glass, revealing what Zhang Fan should have seen.
"Hmm?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes.
A little girl holding a fruit knife stood up in front of him and looked at him expressionlessly.
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