If he were to face so many ghosts, the Ghost Expelling Talisman and Ghost Suppressing Talisman would be able to make them retreat.
However, the yellow weasels that had not turned into spirits had no use for the Demon Suppressing Talisman.
They could only fight in close combat!
This was also considered a Korean tiger chicken, one thing subduing another!
Since those yellow weasels weren't in a hurry to chase us, Hu Zi and I didn't run either. We slowly saved our strength.
The two of us didn't speak again along the way.
Hu Zi held the torch in his hand and occasionally turned his head to look around.
As for me, I just stared at the small path in front of me.
After walking for a while, I suddenly felt that something was wrong again.
If one were to walk at the speed of an adult, they would be able to descend the mountain in half an hour.
However, Hu Zi and I had already run very far.
Now, the two of us have walked for nearly twenty minutes, but the scenery in front of us has not changed at all.
It was still pitch black. Not to mention the village, not even the outline of the village could be seen.
…………
throw a tantrum
It was as if this was a path that would never end.
"Ghost hit the wall!"
I turned around and looked at the yellow weasels that were still hanging behind me.
"They can't charm me!”
At this moment, a chilly wind blew. It was extremely cold.
Hu Zi and I were already drenched in sweat.
She immediately shivered and goosebumps rose all over her body.
With a whoosh, the torch in Hu Zi's hand that was about to burn out was blown out.
Once the torch was extinguished, the surroundings fell into darkness once again.
As the cold wind blew, the noisy cries of the yellow weasels actually disappeared.
The surroundings instantly fell into a deathly silence. Only Hu Zi and my breathing could be heard.
"Shao Yang, what's going on? Why do I suddenly feel a... Pressure?"
I gripped the shovel tightly and whispered,""It seems like something is coming.”
Hu Zi was right. The moment the cold wind blew and the torches were extinguished…
The surrounding atmosphere immediately changed.
The temperature suddenly dropped, and the strange noises disappeared.
The feeling of being spied on when they were climbing the mountain came back again.
"Hehe…"
A low, hoarse laugh rang out from the darkness. The sound was strange.
"Who is it?" Hu Zi mustered up his courage and asked,"Who's laughing?"
"Are you the ones who ruined my mother's plan?”
The hoarse voice rang out again. The voice was so erratic that no one could determine its location.
The strangest thing was that although the voice was hoarse, it was extremely sharp.
It was as if someone was deliberately speaking in a low voice!
"Hmph, I was wondering who ruined my mother's good thing. So it's you two brats.
My poor mother's hundreds of years of cultivation were ruined by you two brats.”
As the hoarse voice fell, the wormwood beside him suddenly shook.
A fat yellow weasel slowly walked out from the grass!
When we saw this weasel, Hu Zi and I subconsciously took a step back.
I was already mentally prepared, so I didn't show too much panic.
But Hu Zi was different. He had already developed a psychological trauma towards the weasel.
Especially the yellow weasel in front of him. Not only was it as strong as a calf, but it also walked upright.
Not only could this yellow weasel speak, but it was also wearing a hooded coat.
Its entire body was stuffed into a flesh-colored one-piece shirt. At first glance, one would think that it was a naked person.
If one were to get close, one would discover that it had a pointy mouth, monkey cheeks, and a face full of fur. It had a yellow face.
Then, my heart suddenly trembled.
"Damn it, what it wears on its head isn't a hood at all, but a human scalp and face!”
Seeing this strange phenomenon, I couldn't help but gulp. I felt a chill run down my spine.
At this moment, the weasel was staring at us with a strange smile.
"Tsk tsk, I was still worried about how to catch you. I didn't expect you to come up the mountain yourself and deliver yourself to me.”
It gave a human-like sneer.
"If the two of you continue to hide in the village, it will be difficult for us to enter the village to catch you.
His mother did not dare to come out with her true body. Otherwise, it would be bad if she triggered the array set up by that ox nose.”
The old lady it was talking about should be the yellow weasel that was asking for a seal.
But what did it mean?
Who was the cow nose it was talking about?
Could it be my master?
But my master never mentioned anything about formations!
My heart was filled with suspicion, but my intuition told me that this yellow weasel seemed to have revealed a very important piece of information.
That is, they can't enter and leave our village as they please.
At the very least, those with higher cultivation could not enter.
As soon as it finished speaking, it raised its two front paws and stroked the beard on its chin.
Then, he suddenly said to Hu Zi,"Little brat, please accept my bow!"”
Hu Zi was at a loss when he saw this.
My eyes were wide open because I knew what it was doing.
This was the Yellow Sect's most famous Death Worship Technique!
This kind of spell was extremely insidious and difficult to defend against. It was despised by countless cultivators.
The Death Worship Technique could be used in the Yellow Sect regardless of one's cultivation level.
If this weasel was willing to give up its life and bear the huge backlash.
Then, this person would most likely be unlucky for the rest of his life.
If it was used by a yellow weasel with deep cultivation, the two lamps on the person's shoulder would be blown out.
He pulled his soul out of his body!
Most importantly, it might take over your body and return to your soul.
It was said to be difficult to defend against because you might not even know what was going on and be worshipped to death by a yellow weasel hiding in the dark.
This yellow weasel in front of him could already speak human language. Clearly, his cultivation was extremely profound.
If he bowed now, Hu Zi would definitely die.
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