The next second, a pair of long, thin hands covered with veins stretched out of the window into the house, and suddenly attacked Ling Yun's position.

Ling Yun was on guard for a long time. He turned around and used his teleportation ability to leave the room and appeared behind the curse spirit.

The body of the woman in red was like a twisted twist, rotating 180 degrees in the direction of Ling Yun with a permeating "gurgling" sound.

It tilted its head, and kept making weird "giggles" from its mouth. The two arms under its red wedding robe suddenly stretched out, and its hands covered with sharp nails went straight towards Ling Yun.

With the help of the protective suit, Ling Yun used his legs to leap forward and jumped onto the wall. After stabilizing his body, he threw a spell from his waist and threw it towards the opponent.

The curse spirit likes water and fears fire, so the spell automatically burned in mid-air. The moment it touched the skinny hands, the latter curled up as if being electrocuted, and then the figure became lighter and lighter, disappearing directly into the white mist.

Ling Yun did not dare to stay longer. He knew that the candle had been extinguished, and the environment he was in now was no longer the village before, but a miasma fantasy created by the water ghost.

Even if you call your companions, they can't hear or see you.

Thinking of this, he sped up and rushed out of the yard. It was already bright now, and he could barely see the surrounding environment. Ling Yun ran along the dirt road towards the north path. On the way to escape, behind him who was originally deathly silent, there was another sound.

Heed the call of Tang Yao and others.

Ling Yun gritted his teeth and rushed forward without looking back.

But then, a blurry black figure suddenly appeared in the thick fog around him. As the distance got closer, the other party's face gradually emerged.

"Ling Yun, come here quickly, we have figured out a way to deal with this curse spirit!"

Shen Tinglan stood in front of an abandoned thatched house, waving to Ling Yun, his expression full of anxiety.

Seeing that the other party refused to stop, Shen Tinglan even took a step forward and rushed out, shouting: "Come back, don't run forward, it's very dangerous there!"

"Come again..." Ling Yun was forced to take out the second talisman and threw it towards Shen Tinglan.

Green flames burned instantly in mid-air. As the fire light dissipated, Shen Tinglan's face gradually began to distort.

As he ran, the bones in his body made loud "click" sounds.

And Shen Tinglan's face slowly melted like wax, revealing another pale and terrifying face of a woman under the peeling flesh.

"Shen Tinglan's" body expanded rapidly like an inflated balloon. The moment the skin fell off, his figure suddenly grew taller, and his red wedding dress was stretched to pieces.

The body of the drowned person sank to the bottom of the water, and the skin had already been soaked and swollen and turned pale. The true appearance was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the water ghost has returned to its original appearance, and its smelly black seaweed-like hair is like flexible tentacles, constantly surging in the direction of Ling Yun ahead.

But compared to the other party chasing him like Shen Tinglan, Ling Yun was more able to accept the current scene.

"It should be soon..."

In my memory, that thing is nearby.

Ling Yun kept looking around, and the curse spirit behind him appeared and disappeared, constantly shrinking the distance from himself. Seeing the long black hair mixed with a gust of fishy wind coming towards him, he activated the teleportation skill again.

However, this time, there were other dangers hidden under the long hair. The curse spirit's arm suddenly lengthened midway into the air, and its five sharp nails suddenly swelled and turned into sharp blades, scraping hard across Ling Yun's back.

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A heartbreaking pain came from his back. Even with the protective clothing on, Ling Yun could still feel the blood pouring out from the burning wound, flowing all over the floor along his clothes.

Ling Yun stumbled and ran forward, but suddenly he felt that the dirt road under his feet had become extremely soft, like swamp mud, making it increasingly difficult to walk.

He lowered his head and was surprised to find that the road had turned into a puddle of soft flesh at some point.

Two red and black bloody holes were staring at him, and a large hole suddenly appeared on the ground less than one meter away from him, which was the bloody mouth of the water ghost.

As the ground shook and surged, Ling Yun rolled sideways into the dense forest nearby. A huge woman's face rose from the ground, and the sharp teeth in her mouth bit hard, biting a thick old tree on the roadside into two pieces.

Ling Yun quickly climbed up from the ground. When he saw an old tree with a crooked neck on the roadside, his eyes suddenly lit up: Finally... we are almost there!

In order to maintain his condition, he took out a bottle of physical recovery potion from his arms and drank it in one gulp. At the same time, he quickly scratched the talisman given by Zhao Sicheng a few times with his hands stained with his own blood.

After doing this, he plunged into the dense forest and threw the bloody talisman into another dense bush.

Before leaving last night, Zhao Sicheng found him and told Ling Yun that this talisman might buy him some time at a critical moment.

Like the shadow owl we met before, the water ghost has no eyes, so hunting relies entirely on the scent of markings on its prey to track it.

If there is a special spell to hide one's own aura for a long time, or if multiple clones contaminated with the original aura are created at the same time to interfere with the line of sight, the cursed spirit that has lost its target may give up the search on its own and find a new target.

But now, the only puppet master who can do this, Hubert, is not in the team; but there is always a way, and fortunately, there is still a big treasure like Zhao Sicheng.

After using other ancient trees to hide his figure, Ling Yun discovered that the trees in the forest gradually began to twist in the mist, and a woman's facial features gradually appeared on the trees, and then, they slowly turned into the appearance of a woman in red.

Attracted by the talisman just now, the curse spirit chased towards the bushes.

Ling Yun saw the right opportunity, quickly got up from the ground and rushed towards the dirt road.

However, less than two minutes later, the eerie laughter sounded from behind again.

The side effects of continuously activating powers gradually began to sweep through his body. Ling Yun kept calculating the distance in his mind, but out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a tall, red figure in the dense forest beside him, approaching him at an incredible speed.

"Yes, that's it!"

Just when Ling Yun began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory, a black shadow less than half a meter high on the roadside at the end of the thick fog instantly attracted his attention.

Like Shen Tinglan and Tang Yao, Ling Yun realized something not long after entering the house: he was not targeted during the night vigil.

Recalling the strange feeling near the shrine when he went up the mountain, Ling Yun was almost certain that the appearance of the water ghost must be related to the abandoned shrine.

Now that I think about it, my luck is really unlucky. There are seven people in a team, how come he is the only one who gets tricked even though he is impartial?

"But...it's fortunate that I was chosen. If it were anyone else, it would probably be difficult to deal with it!"

Hearing the rustling sound coming from the woods behind him, Ling Yun rushed to the shrine and quickly checked the surrounding furnishings.

Soon, he discovered that there was a particularly clean area under the damaged statue, as if something like paper had been pressed down before and then moved away.

Ling Yun speculated that the statue in front of him was used to suppress the resentful ghost. Because the seal was destroyed before, the ghost would target him who happened to pass by and unfortunately stepped on the statue.

"Yes!"

Ling Yun quickly searched around the shrine, and finally found a crumpled yellow talisman lying in the middle of the decaying grass.

As long as the yellow talisman is returned to its original position, the seal should be able to work!

However……

"This is an A-level curse spirit worth 80 points. Wouldn't it be a pity to just seal it like this?!"

The reason why he waited until daytime to take action was because he couldn't see the road clearly at night, so it would be difficult for him to find the location of the shrine. Now that he had a way to escape, Ling Yun suddenly wanted to take a gamble.

Thinking of this, he held the yellow talisman in his mouth, quickly reached into his coat pocket with his other hand, and took out a palm-sized exquisite pistol and three strange-shaped bullets.
Chapter completed!