There was no life in his eyes, and it was extremely strange.
This exchange of glances instantly sobered Feng Bai up, and his brows twitched violently.
Almost subconsciously, he grabbed the dagger and threw it out.
In the past six months, he had not only cultivated witchcraft, but he had also been polishing his body day and night. Not to mention anything else, the last time he went to the hanging coffins on Mount Wu, he had relied entirely on his own skills.
Shua!
A cold light flashed in the darkness. The short knife tore through the air like an arrow that had been released from its bow. It instantly shot towards the shadow.
According to Feng Bai's original plan, he would only reveal his true abilities when he reached the bottom of the Bottle Mountain and truly seized the thousand-year-old medicinal pill.
However, the evil entities they saw now were very likely to be on the verge of death.
Although he had only caught a glimpse of it just now, in that instant, he had also seen the general situation of the shadow on the beam.
It was an old woman in white with a head of white hair. She was lying on the beam like a big bat, silent.
In this kind of memorial hall deep in the mountains, other than them and the dead man in the coffin, it was impossible for anyone else to exist.
The beam was several meters away from the ground, and there were no ladders around it. Ordinary people could not climb up at all.
Not to mention, who would come to the mortuary in the middle of the night to pretend to be a ghost?
Since it wasn't a ghost, it was very likely a real ghost!
Therefore, Feng Bai didn't think too much about it in that split second. There was no room for hesitation at this time.
Bang!
However…
The short knife flew out, but the result was not as Feng Bai had expected. The shadow on the beam was heavily injured and shot down.
The cold light flashed past, and as if it had pierced through the air, it sank into the wooden beam with a bang.
When he looked up again, the strange shadow had already disappeared.
"What's wrong?"
Miss Hong, who was boiling water, suddenly heard the commotion behind her.
Knowing that something was wrong, he immediately turned around and waved his red robe. He took out a few throwing knives from somewhere and put them in his hand.
He quickly approached Feng Bai. His clear eyes were filled with coldness as he swept his gaze across the room and asked in a low voice.
She grew up on Mount Everlasting Victory and lived a life of licking blood on a knife.
It had long been engraved in his bones.
"There's something dirty on the beam."
Feng Bai didn't even turn around, his eyes staring at the beam.
"Where?"
This was the first time Miss Hong had seen him so serious. She subconsciously looked up, but she could not see anything.
"I don't know…"
Feng Bai shook his head.
His brows were almost furrowed into a line.
He was certain that he had not seen wrongly.
However, there was nothing on the wooden beam except for the humming knife.
"What a ghost!"
He lowered his head and looked around. The footprints formed by the water stains on the ground were still there. He took one step after another and followed the footprints.
"I'll go out and take a look."
Looking at Miss Hong, who seemed to be facing a great enemy, Feng Bai smiled and pointed outside in order to not make the atmosphere too tense.
"Then I'll go with you."
Miss Hong did not even think about it and immediately followed.
The two of them followed the footprints on the ground and chased out of the door. Unfortunately, they disappeared outside a broken earthen wall.
"Could they be from the mountains?"
Looking at the vast forest in the distance, Miss Hong asked in a somewhat surprised and uncertain manner.
However, as soon as he said this.
The mountain ghosts and monsters that everyone had been talking about earlier suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Don't think too much. It's not too late to see what's going on.”
Looking away from the distant forest, Feng Bai shook his head.
When he saw this, he had already made a judgment in his heart." Let's go back to the house and take a look."”
Miss Hong nodded.
The two of them returned to the back hall, and Kunlun and Huamaguai had just gone to the woodshed.
"Miss Hong, hold the lamp and help me keep an eye on the back.”
Feng Bai was worried, but he was also worried that someone would suddenly barge in and break it, so he simply asked her to help take care of it.
Miss Hong immediately understood what he meant.
From her standpoint, she should have rejected him.
However, when she met Feng Bai's clear eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she actually agreed.
Seeing this.
Feng Bai nodded.
He took a few steps back and shouted softly. The strength in his body instantly surged like a wave.
The next moment, he shot out like an arrow.
The moment he approached the bottom of the beam, he exerted strength in his legs and stepped on the wall with his right foot. His entire body was like a silkworm chasing after a silkworm, and he instantly jumped onto the beam.
The wooden beam had not been repaired for many years. As soon as he went up, it made a creaking sound, and the dust accumulated on it rustled down.
Fortunately, the beam was quite sturdy. Although it shook violently, it still withstood the impact in the end.
Miss Hong also hurriedly took the leather lamp beside her and raised it high to shine it in Feng Bai's direction. The light above instantly brightened up.
Squatting on the beam, Feng Bai stretched out his hand and felt around. He quickly found where the dagger was.
Just now, he had used all his strength, and the degree of explosion was extremely terrifying. The short knife had almost completely disappeared, leaving only the hilt outside.
He pulled out the short knife skillfully.
As soon as he took it out, he inadvertently glanced behind the beam from the corner of his eye.
This glance was not a big deal, but he had really discovered something.
There was a painting hanging on the wall behind him.
With the light from the leather lamp, Feng Bai realized that although the painting was badly damaged, he could still see the situation on it.
The painting depicted an old woman in mourning.
He stood in an abandoned graveyard.
His body was hunched, his hair was white, his face was wrinkled, and his eyes were sunken.
However, all of this was normal. However, her eyes were cloudy and there was a strange light in them. Moreover, there was a strange expression on her face that seemed to be smiling.
He looked at it for a long time.
There was an indescribable evil feeling.
"It's her!"
The moment he saw the portrait, Feng Bai immediately recognized that the strange figure he had seen on the beam was the old woman in the painting.
"Who is it?"
Miss Hong was confused.
"The dirty thing I just told you about.”
Feng Bai didn't dare to stay on the beam any longer. He pulled down the painting, then jumped and landed steadily on the ground.
He opened the scroll and handed it to Miss Hong.
Who knew that the latter would immediately exclaim after taking a look?
"Isn't this the old matriarch Bai worshiped by the Miao people?”
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