Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife

Near the altar, Zhao Feng was concentrating on fiddling with the relics.

Zhang Shi noticed that a ball of black mist was pouring out of his body, gradually condensing into an evil spirit without a lower body.

Zhang Shi was shocked. He didn't expect that the culprit who made his teammates disappear inexplicably had already infiltrated their side.

The evil spirit floated behind Zhao Feng, opened its bloody mouth, and pretended to swallow Zhao Feng.

The naked eye seemed to be unable to see the evil spirit, and the four people didn't pay any attention to it.

Zhang Shi's goal was only to find his teammates and lead them to evacuate safely. As for this evil copy, whoever wanted to explore it could explore it. Zhang Shi didn't plan to continue.

Since he had found the culprit, Zhang Shi didn't plan to hide it anymore. He picked up Lao Duan with a fierce momentum and rushed to the front of the evil spirit in one step. He cut it in two with a knife.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind!"

Zhang Shi put away the knife and unexpectedly found that the evil spirit had turned into black mist again and drilled back into Zhao Feng's body.

The four-man team was still busy with their own things, exploring around the altar, not realizing that they had experienced a life-and-death crisis.

Zhang Shi frowned and stared at Zhao Feng for a long time. From the naked eye, he could not detect the existence of the black fog.

"The development of things should have changed now. I just need to be a bodyguard with everyone."

The water in this village is too deep, and it is not something he can control now. Zhang Shi made up his mind to follow his teammates and figure out his current situation. If he finds a way to evacuate, he will evacuate immediately.

After some exploration, the four-man team discovered the existence of the secret passage again.

Several people pushed the stone slab together and carefully entered the secret passage to explore.

As expected, the phantom appeared next to the altar, staring at the place where Zhang Shi was just now, looking for something.

"Why are you looking at your father?"

Since the impact has already occurred, Zhang Shi is not afraid of being exposed, and he chopped the phantom's head with a kitchen knife.

The phantom did not react to Zhang Shi's words and actions, and was beheaded by Lao Duan.

"Ah!"

The head of the phantom fell to the ground, and it screamed, looking in the direction of Zhang Shi in horror. Zhang Shi squatted down and cut its head into pieces until it turned into a pool of sewage.

Zhang Shi tried to collect the sewage with a container, but the sewage still had its own consciousness, avoiding Zhang Shi and quickly reorganizing in the distance.

"Who is sneaking around? Show up if you have the guts."

The phantom stuck to the side of the altar and looked over here cautiously.

Zhang Shi was now very sure that the voice was the strange creature that fought with him in the secret room, but its appearance was a little different from that time, not as solid as the last time he saw it.

Knowing that this kind of monster has a very strong self-healing ability, Zhang Shi no longer wasted his energy on useless work. Instead, he took out the holy silver crossbow arrow obtained from the well from his backpack.

Zhang Shi was in front of the strange creature, but it could neither see nor hear. Even when the holy silver crossbow arrow flew to its head, it did not notice it at all. It was pierced by the crossbow arrow and turned into a pool of sewage again.

Similar to the reaction of the black tiger, black mist also escaped from the sewage transformed by the strange creature. The black mist penetrated from the cave and drifted towards the direction of the village.

The sewage was still not dead, slowly gathered in one place, and it seemed to be reorganized again. Zhang Shi stepped forward to pick up the holy silver crossbow arrow, wanting to kill him while he was sick.

Unexpectedly, the strange creature seemed to be on guard. This time, it did not even reorganize its body, and directly seeped into the ground and disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhang Shi gave up the pursuit and quickly went into the secret passage to meet the four-man team.

The four people in the secret room had already been disturbed by the noise outside.

The strange creature was beaten by Zhang Shi just now, and the four-man team had been vigilantly guarding the door of the secret room, holding weapons and staring at the direction of the secret passage.

Zhang Shi guessed that the strange creature was seriously injured and would not show up again easily in a short time, so he squatted in the secret room and waited for the next move of the four-man team.

The four-man team was on guard for a while, and seeing that there was no unusual movement, they put away their weapons, opened the treasure chest, and successfully obtained two [Soul-Binding Bells].

The light dissipated, and the treasure chest disappeared. The four-man team focused on the bells and did not notice that there was something strange about the base where the treasure chest was placed.

Zhang Shi was in the palace for the second time, and he immediately noticed that the pattern on the stone platform was exactly the same as the stone platform where the tablet was placed in the underground palace of the ancestral hall.

When the four-man team left, Zhang Shi carefully knocked on the stone platform according to the rhythm of the shadow knocking on the tombstone.

"Pah!"

A secret compartment appeared in the stone platform. As Zhang Shi expected, there was a tablet and a porcelain pot inside.

Zhang Shi glanced at the owner of the tablet, named Huo Xiuxiu, who looked like a woman. Afterwards, Zhang Shi carefully checked the porcelain pot again, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as his fingers touched the porcelain pot, he felt a piercing cold.

Zhang Shi quickly retracted his hand and found that his knuckles were already covered with a layer of frost. Realizing that there was something wrong with the porcelain pot, Zhang Shi didn't dare to touch it too much, so he wanted to close the secret compartment and leave.

Zhang Shi glanced at it and unexpectedly found something inside the cover of the secret compartment.

Zhang Shi took out the oil lamp and saw strange symbols similar to runes engraved on the cover by the light.

Zhang Shi studied it for a while and felt that some runes were similar to the Taoist soul-calming talismans, and he had some guesses in his mind.

Without acting rashly, Zhang Shi closed the secret compartment based on the principle of less trouble, quickly left the secret room, and caught up with the four people.

This time, without the strange creatures, the road was smooth.

Zhang Shi, one of the four, still destroyed the stone cover with Lao Duan. The four walked out of the cave safely. The black fog outside had dissipated, and the four left in the direction of the ancestral hall excitedly.

Zhang Shi did not go back immediately, but came to the highest point of the low mountain and looked in the direction of the cave. This look made him see the clue.

From a high place, the densely packed tombs were arranged in a regular pattern, surrounding Huo Youming's tomb in the middle. Looking at the road, it was similar to the placement of the tablets in the underground palace of the ancestral hall, as if it was arranged into some kind of formation.

Zhang Shi only felt that this village was becoming more and more unusual. He did not dare to get involved in it, so he hurriedly caught up with the four and returned to the ancestral hall in the village.

In the ancestral hall, Hei Hu saw the four people return intact, and his copper bell-like tiger eyes were obviously surprised.

"You're back so soon?"

Zhang Shi, a member of the four, handed one of the soul-binding bells to Hei Hu.

"This is what you want."

Hei Hu swallowed the bell in one gulp and paced back and forth in front of him, as if thinking about something.

Zhang Shi did not stop, quietly entered the underground palace of the ancestral hall, and took out the porcelain bottle of Master An.

The four people saw that Hei Hu was a little strange, felt the danger, and stepped back a few steps, and their positions became more dispersed.

Finally, Hei Hu seemed to have made up his mind and let out a long roar.

The door of the ancestral hall was suddenly closed, and a black wind swept through the courtyard.

"Since you are here, don't leave!"

Hei Hu's body was as fast as lightning, and he pounced on Wu Qing, the only woman in the field, with his claws like knives, going straight for her throat.