After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 14 Hollow Out

The fire can provide warmth and light, and the group of people saw that the fire was lit, and moved to the fire one by one.

Song Jingmo didn't care about their small actions, and said coldly: "Keep the fire, if the fire goes out, your lives may be lost."

Ordinary flames could not ignite the fire that was extinguished by the wind summoned by the ghost. Song Jingmo took another blazing sun talisman and lit his own small fire. He drew two burning branches from the fire as weapons and joined the battle again.

No one added firewood to the big fire, and the burning flame was not high, and it looked like it was about to go out.

I don't know any fighting skills, I only know how to hit a snake and hit seven inches, and when beating a ghost, you have to focus on the weak point.

Yinhun is afraid of fire and sunlight, and the branch lit by the flame talisman in her hand is the most suitable weapon.

Glancing at the aggrieved Great Spiritualist who had five flame talismans in his hand and was tied up, Song Jingmo threw a burning branch in his hand.

Throwing it was not quite accurate, Song Jingmo followed the light provided by the flame, and vaguely saw that the hair of the great spiritual master seemed to be scorched by the flame.

Pursing his lips to hold back an untimely smile, Song Jingmo took another branch from the fire that was both thick and heavy, and played ghost poking fun.

Thanks to the short-term buff that her fellow villagers gave her to see the blurred shapes of ghosts, Song Jingmo looked for the ghosts hidden around her to find one.

These ghosts have no self-awareness, they only know to seek blood and vitality.

It stands to reason that the gathering of these people is not enough to attract so many ghosts, plus the ghosts are afraid of flames, they should have passed the night safely.

Song Jingmo remembered the bloody smell he smelt before, and secretly thought that the asking price for a Lieyang Talisman and a middle-grade spirit stone was still lower.

If it wasn't for this great spiritual master not practicing in the middle of the night to kill animals, ghosts might not necessarily come to him.

The smell of fresh blood can most stimulate the ferocity of these ghosts who died on the battlefield. They are all here, and it is not a loss to swallow these living creatures sent to the door.

The disciple of Xianmen didn't know what Song Jingmo was thinking, he cleaned up the ghosts around him in a hurry, turned his head and saw Song Jingmo easily disposing of the ghosts, he felt as if he saw the brothers and sisters of the inner sect.

The same is true for those who do tasks that he finds difficult to complete.

He tried his best to finish it with all his might.

Those people do it effortlessly, like eating and drinking.

The brothers and sisters in the inner sect can be said to be used to doing tasks of this intensity. This girl who is a level [-] psychic will not kill ghosts every day.

After briefly feeling the gap between people, he was about to continue cleaning up the ghosts, but found that the ghosts around him had disappeared completely at some point.

Song Jingmo used the branch in his hand to poke the fire from which he had taken away a lot of firewood, and said in a faint voice, "It's dawn."

Even though the sky is just starting to turn white, Yin Hun also knows that "the wind is blowing hard", so he won't die here.

Anyway, if you fight, you can't fight and you can't eat, so it's better to run away early.

Switching to the position of Yinhun, he guessed what Yinhun was thinking, and Song Jingmo glanced at No. 19, No. [-], who was standing beside the big fire.

The Great Spirit Master was afraid of the ghosts returning to him, so at least he fought hard.

These people didn't do anything, they made a lot of trouble, and they didn't do anything at all. What kind of luck?
Remembering that he was almost possessed by a ghost, Song Jingmo was a little psychologically unbalanced.

No, not necessarily nothing at all.

Before, the great spiritual master was too busy to take care of these people, and there might be someone among them who was possessed by ghosts.

His eyes swept over the crowd gathered around the fire, and finally stopped for a moment on the person farthest from the fire.

Eighty percent of them are this person.

After the ghost has a body, his reaction to flames and sunlight will be much weakened, but he will still subconsciously avoid them.

Just out of danger at this moment, normal people would choose to be closer to the fire that represents safety.

Xu Shi Song Jingmo's eyes were a little obvious, the man looked up at her, and then moved towards the fire.

Ok?What is it called?Trying to lessen the suspicion?
Master Song, who had been busy all morning, was in no mood to prepare breakfast, so he took out the bottle containing Bigu Dan and poured out a pill, then got up and fed some water to his little donkey.

Seeing his little donkey with clear eyes and drinking water docilely as usual, Song Jingmo let go of the brief mention.

None of the animals made a sound when the ghost appeared, and she ignored her little donkey for a while.

"Everyone check the horses, take a rest, and wait until the sky is bright before setting off."

After checking his horse, the Xianmen disciple breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the sky light up a little bit.

It's not that he doesn't have spells with effects like the Fierce Sun Talisman in reserve, but this kind of spells are difficult to use and the price is also high. It takes hundreds of contribution points to change one, and once sold, it will not be returned.

There are only two such charms in the storage bag. In comparison, it is cheaper for him to buy one medium-grade spirit stone and one spell.

The disciple of Xianmen thought this way, and then found that there was a figure in front of him.

"Five middle-grade spirit stones, thank you for your patronage." Song Jingmo stretched out his hand with a cold face.

Subconsciously, he took out five medium-grade spirit stones from the storage bag and put them on, and added two more. Song Jingmo took the spirit stones and walked away satisfied, while the disciples of Liuxianmen began to scratch their heads.

"The effect of the spell seems to be quite good. Can you buy such a spell in a place like Songjiazhuang?"

Instead, he heard that Song Jingmo's grandfather was a spiritual master, and how much wealth a spiritual master in a small place can save. Those few charms may be all the property left by the old man, so he bought two spiritual stones.

After all, the spell had saved his life.

To round it up, Song Jingmo, who sold him the spell, saved his life.

Disciples of the Xianmen still pay attention to this aspect, because cause and effect are effects, and what should be settled must be settled.

He ended Song Jingmo's life-saving grace with two middle-grade spirit stones. This deal is a good deal, isn't it?

I didn't get entangled in this issue, because the Xianmen disciple who pays attention to personal image saw the black ash on his hands after scratching his head, and found that his hairstyle had an accident after condensing a mirror.

I don't care about this and that, and took out the spirit stones to replenish the spirit energy to save my hairstyle, but found that there were only some low-grade spirit stones left in the storage bag.

In other words, the seven middle-grade spirit stones he gave just now are all he has left.

"Forget it, save money and avoid disaster." The disciple of Xianmen kept chanting these eight words, and waited until the sun fell, then got up on his horse, and beckoned the others to continue on their way.

The ghosts that only haunted the ancient battlefield have already appeared. Will it be far from the Tomb of the Gods he is looking for?

This time, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were scattered all over the wasteland in search of the Tomb of the Ten Thousand Gods. If he was allowed to find the Tomb of the Ten Thousand Gods by accident, even if his talent was not good, the sect would make an exception and let him enter the inner sect to enjoy the treatment of an inner sect disciple .

In addition, there will be many resource rewards, and it is not entirely fantasy to go to the cloud overnight.

Song Jingmo saw that the great spiritual master fumbled in the storage bag for a long time and only took out a few low-grade spirit stones to absorb the spiritual energy, and he felt that he had already emptied the middle-grade spirit stones of this immortal disciple.

Perhaps, this is true.

Because the Xianmen disciple stared at her with sad eyes while absorbing the spiritual energy, which made her feel that she had guessed right.

(End of this chapter)