Tomb Raider: Summon Uncle Nine at the Beginning, Wrath of Xiangxi

Uncle Jian in the air, seeing that the "Thunder Pool" was completed, also flew out quickly, landed on the iron chain above the ghost, and looked at the situation below.

Under the water, another roar was heard.

"Hiss——"

The ghost was obviously injured again by Uncle Jian's "Thunder Pool", and everyone heard a hint of pleading from the roar.

But is Uncle Jian a kind-hearted person?

Obviously not!

Hearing the roar of the ghost, the sneer on Uncle Jian's mouth became even stronger.

He stretched his hands up and shouted again: "Lightning Thunder Fist! Five Thunders Bombard the Top!"

As soon as the voice fell.

"Boom boom boom——"

Five thunders suddenly appeared from the stone wall above this space, and the thunder and lightning quickly fell and went straight to Uncle Jian's hands.

Uncle Jian raised his palms and changed them into claws to welcome the lightning. Then, the five lightning bolts quickly spread throughout his body.

Uncle Jian drew a circle with his palms, and then his claws faced each other. A thunder ball was condensed in each of his left and right claws. There were lightning bolts entangled between the thunder balls, and the "crackling" sound was endless.

Zhang Qishan and others, who were lying on the iron chain at this time, were shocked and speechless.

Since the appearance of this hair ghost, Uncle Jian has refreshed their understanding of this world again and again.

Is this a means that humans can have?

And that Master Lin, who usually does not show his talents, who would have thought that this Master Lin is also a person who rubs the sky with his hands!

There was no time to be shocked, because Uncle Jian started the next step.

Uncle Jian pressed his claws down suddenly, and the thunder ball in his hand quickly flew out, heading towards the hair ghost in the weak water.

Then, a burst of blazing lightning emerged, and everyone closed their eyes instinctively.

"Boom boom boom--"

Five thunder roars came, and their ears gradually lost their hearing.

Only Lin Muye could see clearly and hear clearly.

The moment Uncle Jian's thunder ball touched the hair ghost, five thunders shot out quickly from Uncle Jian's hands. The thunders were as thick as a bowl. After only three thunders, the "big black ball" made of the hair ghost's hair was instantly burned by the thunder!

That's right, it was burning.

It is impossible for the weak water to burn, but because Uncle Jian's five thunders were too overbearing, the thunder and lightning electrolyzed and evaporated the weak water the moment it touched the weak water.

After the water was decomposed by thunder and lightning, a small amount of oxygen and hydrogen would be formed. In addition, the high temperature of the thunder and the hair ghost's hair, it instantly burned.

As for whether the weak water is water, whether there is oxygen in the weak water, etc., Lin Muye has no way of knowing.

But the burning hair ghost was right in front of him, and he couldn't think of any other explanation except this one.

Under the thunder, the hair ghost quickly dissipated completely in the weak water, leaving no trace of residue. Only the turbulent weak water surface seemed to remember that it had existed.

Seeing this, Uncle Jian slowly withdrew his hand, but then frowned again.

I saw a wisp of black mist in the thunder pool where the hair ghost was before, bumping left and right in the thunder pool, which was very strange.

"Soul?"

Uncle Jian saw this, and his eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, and he said lightly: "You have a little Taoism, but you have such a strong resentment. If you don't want to die, then use it for me!"

Lin Muye saw this and instantly understood Uncle Jian's meaning. Although he was a little helpless, he did not dissuade him.

Although Uncle Jian is not a good person, this ghost has done many evil things and deserves to die. Now the remaining soul has been taken away by Uncle Jian. Even if the corpse is refined and the soul is revived, it is not anyone's fault.

Sure enough, when Uncle Jian saw this, he reached into his sleeve with his right hand and took out a small porcelain bottle.

Then he pinched the spell with his left hand and shouted: "Disperse--"

The thunder pool below slowly dissipated.

Then Uncle Jian changed the spell with his left hand again and pressed it on the bottom of the porcelain bottle. His right hand moved back a little and said again: "Collect!"

The black air that was originally floating in the thunder pool seemed to be attracted by something and quickly flew into the porcelain bottle in Uncle Jian's hand.

Seeing this, Uncle Jian flipped his left hand and a talisman paper appeared in his hand out of thin air. Then Uncle Jian pasted the talisman paper on the mouth of the porcelain bottle.

After doing all this, Uncle Jian nodded with satisfaction, put the porcelain bottle back into his sleeve, jumped up, and flew back to Lin Muye's back from the iron chain.

He gently patted the dust on his Taoist robe, and said lightly: "Little ghost, you dare to offend Muye and this old man, you deserve to die."

Lin Muye also smiled and said: "Uncle Jian, what do you want to do with the ghost's soul?"

At this moment, the ghost lying on the iron chainQi Tiezui gradually recovered his hearing and just happened to hear what Lin Muye said.

So he interrupted and asked: "Soul? What soul?"

Zhang Qishan and others also recovered at the same time and heard what Lin Muye said, so they stared at Lin Muye blankly.

Uncle Jian ignored Qi Tiezui, but looked at Lin Muye, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Of course it is to refine the corpse and return the soul."

Uncle Jian's words made Zhang Qishan and others confused, but Lin Muye knew that Uncle Jian was talking about this "refining corpse and returning the soul technique".

This technique is an evil technique that can forcibly seal the soul in the corpse, allowing people to achieve an alternative "resurrection".

But this evil technique has some fatal shortcomings.

First, the person who is "resurrected" cannot disobey the person who casts the technique in any case, and has since lost the opportunity to "reincarnate".

Secondly, it is difficult for the "resurrected" person to retain his humanity for a long time. After a period of time, he will become a monster that can only suck the essence, blood and soul of people. After sucking the essence, blood and soul, he can regain his humanity.

It is indeed a very evil but obviously flawed magic.

Lin Muye did not know what Uncle Jian was thinking.

But Lin Muye had no reason to stop it, nor did he want to stop it.

Although practicing evil magic is harmful to the harmony of heaven, who is Uncle Jian? Can he care about these?

With this in mind, Lin Muye said: "In this case, Uncle Jian might as well give it a try. If you can revive this ghost, you can also ask him some questions directly, which saves a lot of effort."

Uncle Jian nodded after hearing this, and then closed his eyes and rested, and stopped talking.

Although Zhang Qishan and others were still in shock at this time, listening to the conversation between Uncle Jian and Master Lin, it was obvious that some secrets were involved.

Although they also only understood a little bit, these things were not what they should hear, so even if they were very curious, they knew that they should not ask about this matter.

So everyone tacitly chose to move forward.

With the previous experience and the protection of the "Taishang Qingxin Fu", everyone did not have to worry about the influence of the "Bell Sound Illusion" and moved much faster.

Of course, this did not include Qi Tiezui who was lying on the iron chain.

After walking for about five minutes, everyone finally arrived safely on the platform in the middle.