dragon hunter

Chapter 211 The Old Coffin Ladle

I stepped back cautiously, covering the "field" of the room, which was very strange, without any negative effects, as if it was just to cover up the movement here.

The old man jumped up and down, stretched his arms, and leaned towards me. No matter where he looked, this guy looked like a zombie, but he was a hundred times more difficult to deal with than a zombie.

The space in the room is small, and I have no chance to use the most powerful ground fire seal at all, so I can only fight with the opponent with the hook jade sword.

The old man was thin and thin, but his whole body was like steel and iron. Even if the Gouyu sword was lucky enough to stab the opponent, it would only cut through a layer of clothes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, I bit my tongue hard, sprayed a mouthful of pure Yang blood on the Gouyu sword, and stabbed hard towards the invisible air shield beside me.

There is a huge difference in strength between the two sides. I want to break the "domain" covering the room and wake up the Seventeenth Lord to help.

The Gouyu sword seemed to be pierced on a layer of cotton, light and effortless. Then, my expression changed, and I quickly retracted my arm, but it was still a step too late.

A huge rebound force came, and I couldn't help but fell to the side.

My body fell heavily on the ground, and I was dizzy. As soon as I regained my sight, I struggled to get up, and saw a pair of sharp teeth, which were constantly enlarged in my eyes.

I was so frightened that my back was drenched in cold sweat, and I hurriedly stabbed forward with a sword, delaying the opponent for a while, and retreated violently.

Suddenly, a pair of arms stretched out from behind and hugged me around the waist. Those arms were like steel hoops, preventing me from moving.

Drenched in sweat, I turned my face to the side, and saw the hotel owner staring at me ferociously, biting my neck with a pair of sharp teeth.

"Miscalculation, the hotel owner actually cheated the corpse." I struggled desperately, regretting it in my heart, and even forgot to beware of the danger behind me.

The cold teeth touched my neck, which made me feel goosebumps all over my body, but I couldn't break free no matter what.

As I watched, the old zombie man on the opposite side also jumped and approached, and my forehead was dripping with sweat.

As we got closer, I actually saw a trace of pride in the old man's eyes, and I was horrified that this guy full of corpse smell was indeed a living person.

I felt a little desperate, but after waiting for a few seconds, there was no tingling sensation on my neck, and my eyes showed doubts.

"Don't show your flaws, the old man's weakness is three inches to the upper left of the Qihai Cave, when he comes close, we will strike together." A voice as thin as a mosquito rang in my ears.

I was overjoyed, I didn't expect that the hotel owner was not dead, but was pretending to be a corpse to confuse the old man.

The zombie old man leaned closer, with a pair of green eyes, the pride contained in it became more and more obvious, and he didn't find any flaws here.

I held the Gouyu sword tightly, and stared at the upper left of the opponent's navel from the corner of my eye, ready to strike at any time.

Looking helplessly, the old zombie man got a little closer. Behind him, the hotel owner shouted "Do it!" and rushed over like lightning.

Without hesitation, I raised the hooked jade sword in my hand, and threw it at the old man's vital parts with all my strength.

With a flash of green light, the Gouyu sword finally pierced the old man's body for the first time, causing the opponent's body to tremble visibly.

The hotel owner clenched his fist tightly and swung it out, hitting the end of the Gouyu Sword. The emerald green jade sword pierced through the zombie old man and flew out.

I stretched out my hand to recall the Gouyu sword, stared nervously at the zombie old man, saw him standing there motionless, and then fell straight down.

A muffled groan came from outside the window, and a black figure stood up, swaying, and disappeared into the night.

I was taken aback, and chased after him, but found nothing except a pool of blood by the window.

When I turned around, I saw the old man on the ground turned into a scarecrow in clothes. I was horrified. The other party used a method similar to a substitute technique to escape.

The hotel owner pulled out the dagger from his chest, took out a box of medicinal powder from a side drawer, applied it to the wound, and then skillfully wrapped it with a bandage.

I put aside the old man's matter, walked over and thanked him, if it wasn't for the help of the other party, today would be in danger.

The hotel owner was very polite, and said with a smile that since we lived in his hotel and paid the necessary money, he was naturally responsible for keeping us safe.

There were footsteps in the corridor, and when I turned around, I saw Seventeenth Master walking in quickly with a hurried look on his face.

"I heard some movement here just now, what happened?" Seventeenth Master asked in a hurried tone.

I gave a wry smile, briefly talked about the ins and outs, then stared at Master Seventeen and asked, "Is that guy who ran away from the Sima family's old coffin?"

The Seventeenth Lord asked about the old man's appearance, sighed, and said with some annoyance: "Isn't it him? It's a pity that such a good opportunity failed to keep him."

"It's only one step away. It's a pity that guy has a substitute puppet, so he escaped in the end." The hotel owner looked regretful.

My heart is heavy, the escaped old coffin will definitely become more cautious, this guy who is neither human nor ghost is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, ready to bite at any time.

"Forget it, go back and rest first, and worry about it tomorrow." The Seventeenth Master smoked half a cigarette, stamped out the cigarette butt, turned and walked out of the room.

When I got back to the room, I heard Fatty Wang next door, snoring one after another, envious in my heart, foolish people have foolish blessings, every crisis, this guy can always get through in his sleep.

I was about to go to bed when I suddenly smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance in the room.

"It's not right, someone from outside came to the house just now." My heart tightened, and just before I went out, there was no such sandalwood scent in the house.

I glanced around nervously, the other party was able to sneak in under our noses, his strength should not be underestimated.

The furnishings in the room are still as they were before, and there is no trace of someone turning them over, and it is impossible to hide people in the simple furniture.

When I glanced over the table, I fixed my eyes, and there was an extra note on it.

"A friend comes from afar, and I will wait for you tomorrow." I walked over and reached out to pick up the white paper. The calligraphy on it was vigorous and powerful.

The faint scent of sandalwood in the room is the smell of the ink on it, which makes people feel peaceful after smelling it.

The inscription under the white paper is a peculiar imprint, shaped like two jade pendants put together.

After bowing my head and thinking for a moment, I took the note in my hand and walked to Shi Qiye's room.

I have little knowledge, and I can't figure out the origin of the other party based on that mark alone, let alone whether the person who left the note is an enemy or a friend.

The Seventeenth Master hadn't rested yet. After listening to me explain the abnormality in the room, he reached out to take the note, stared at the imprint on it, and remained silent.

"Old man, can you see who left this note?" I asked, staring at Master Seventeen.

Lord Seventeen raised his head, paused for half a second, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the imprint on the inscription below is Yin and Yang Shuangyu, which is the unique imprint of the high priest of the temple."

"Then what does he mean by leaving this note?" I asked nervously.

"I can't tell, it's a blessing or a curse, and if it's a disaster, I can't avoid it. I'll find out when I go and have a look tomorrow." The Seventeenth Master folded the note and put it away.

I went back to my room, paced back and forth, with many guesses in my mind, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no basis for them all, so I could only forget about the note.

After falling asleep in a daze, I dreamed about those blood red eyes again, which caused me to wake up the next day feeling mentally exhausted.

I knew it was the mark between the eyebrows, and I was doing it secretly, and I didn't think about it specifically.

After eating something casual, we decided to go to the ghost town to worship the temple and feel the situation.

Walking on the street, I kept looking around, trying to find out if the escaped old coffin was peeping in the dark.

Unfortunately, it is estimated that the other party was seriously injured. The feeling of being spied on yesterday has never appeared.

The sacrificial temple on the side of the ghost town can be regarded as a tourist attraction, but some places are not open to the public.

Standing in front of the simple and heavy gate, staring at the three big characters "Town God Temple" above, I felt a little uneasy, gritted my teeth, mixed in with the tourists, and walked in.

Passing through the main hall, there are seven turns and eight turns, and there is a side door of a small courtyard at the back, with a sign saying "Tourists are not allowed".

The Seventeenth Master hesitated for a moment, and walked over. I can tell from the tense back of the other party that the old man is not at ease.

In fact, my palms were also sweating. After all, the Cordyceps woman we killed was said to be a relative of the high priest.

Fatty Wang was muttering on the sidelines, his expression was full of uneasiness, and he was holding the amulet in both hands, and he didn't know what he was muttering in a low voice.

This guy is timid, after hearing what we experienced last night, he has been a little nervous, and affected by the Ziwu Chasing Soul Seal, this guy also had nightmares all night.

The Seventeenth Lord crossed the threshold first, and I greeted Fatty Wang and followed closely behind.

In front of you is an independent small courtyard with a quiet environment, flowers, plants and trees, the layout is exquisite, and the Fengshui is excellent.

This surprised me a bit. Before I came here, I thought that the place where the high priest lived should be dark and full of ghosts, and the other party was probably a very mysterious guy.

However, I still guessed right about one thing, the high priest is indeed very mysterious, because we have never seen this master at all.

The person who received us was a young guy with a very calm demeanor, and the first sentence he said was completely beyond our expectations.

"The high priest guessed your purpose, and prepared three incense sticks from the Two Realms, but there is one condition." The young man held a box in his hand.

"What conditions?" Seventeenth Master asked excitedly.

I also stared at the other party eagerly, thinking that I would encounter all kinds of troubles, and I was even ready to fight, but I didn't know the turn of events, I just didn't know if the other party's conditions were difficult or not.

The young guy didn't answer, but turned his eyes to me and said, "Is this a descendant of Xunlong Zhang's family?"

I was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why the other party asked such a question, but I still nodded and said that I belonged to the Zhang family.

"The high priest's condition is very simple, let this little brother go to the underworld and send something to the underworld." The young guy said.

"What to send, and where to send it?" I asked urgently.

It is not difficult to go to the underworld, but it is also divided into places, and not everything can be brought to the underworld.

"You don't know what to deliver. It's in a small forest 800 meters behind Naihe Bridge. It's delivered to the occupants of the wooden house in the forest." The young man said in a deep voice.

My pupils shrank. Living people cannot cross the Naihe Bridge. This is the iron law of evil. It is impossible for the other party to meet this condition.

"Others cannot cross the Naihe Bridge, but you are different. The high priest has already taken care of everything." The young man smiled mysteriously.

I stared at the other party hesitantly, without saying a word, wondering what the other party could do.

The young guy said wait a moment, turned around and walked into a side room, and we stood there waiting.

(End of this chapter)