From the advent of the mountains and seas

Chapter 12 Weird (please read more!)

Zhengyiyang Fire Talisman started.

An Jing met Wu Tutou this morning, and took some more talismans.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how to solve such a situation.

As long as he can rush out of the inn and use talismans to drive away evil spirits, he will surely be able to get rid of the influence of this region.

However, just when An Jing was about to start a violent attack, he heard the chatter between the diners at the table next to him.

"Hey, do you still remember the rich family we broke into when we were in Lingnan? I got a lot of property in it, enough for us to be cool for a while, and this trip is not in vain."

"You know what a fart, what is that little money? The treasure that came out of the tomb this time is something that can make people reach the sky in one step. If you can get it, will you still be short of money in the future? Damn it, who would have thought that the young man would be able to kill it halfway?" Thief, stole all the treasures!"

The strong man with the scar on his left cheek snorted coldly, looked rather annoyed, and seemed to think of something, sneered,
"However, I heard that after the robbers grabbed something, they killed each other because of the uneven distribution of the spoils. It's really a good reincarnation!"

Withdraw the hand that was pressing on the handle of Nuan Dong's knife.

An Jing looked at the two skeletons drinking from the broken porcelain cups out of the corner of his eye.

What they were talking about was the Lingnan ancient tomb incident nine months ago.

Yes!

The tiger demon started killing here a few months ago, and these people are probably all bandits who were killed at that time.

It is said that the creatures killed by strange monsters often have a great possibility of some kind of mutation.

There were at least a hundred people who died near this inn, and most of them were bandits full of crimes. The most indispensable thing was negative energy. It is not surprising that they were affected by the tiger demon.

Judging from the current situation, this monster is most likely hiding somewhere in the inn.

By disguising these dead people to lure outsiders into the trap it made, and the scene it restored was obviously the last scene before the inn was destroyed.

This is really the best opportunity for An Jing!

And what better way to get information than a live reenactment?

Realizing that the people in the inn were the last to appear. No, it should be said that they were the last to die here, An Jing immediately started looking for the team of Liu's car dealership.

Liu Fu once said that there are seven or eight people in the convoy, and a team of this number sits together, which is very conspicuous in the inn, and it is not difficult to find.

An Jing's gaze quickly locked on several corpses sitting on a long table on the right side of the inn's stairs.

These people were not killed by the tiger demon, and the injuries on their bodies were obviously different from those of the other corpses around them. There were not many missing parts, but most of them were covered with knife marks on their faces, which were extremely hideous.

The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat should be Liu Fu's father, and he is holding a wine glass to greet others
and many more.

Liu Fu's father?
He was the only one in the convoy who returned to Lanyang City alive. Why did he appear here?
"Guest officer, here comes your beef noodles~"

Before An Jing could figure it out, the shop waiter quickly approached from the side with a noodle bowl in his hand, blocking his sight.

"Let it go."

Looking at the bowl of rotten leaves and crushed mud, An Jing's expression remained the same, he raised his hand, took out his chopsticks to pick up noodles, and blew on the hot air.

Put on a posture of preparing to slurp the noodles, and prepare to wait for the waiter to leave before continuing to observe.

However, until An Jing stirred the contents of the noodle bowl back and forth, the waiter still stood beside him, looking at him with a smile.

"What are you doing here, I don't like being stared at when I eat!"

An Jing frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Guest officer, this is the rule of our shop. You have to taste it. If the noodles are not tasty, I will return it for you immediately."

The waiter stared at An Jing, the smile on his face gradually froze.

"No, I won't return."

"Guest officer, rules are rules."

The smile disappeared, and the waiter took a step forward, his voice inexplicably sharp.

The chatter and laughter around suddenly stopped, the diners turned around, and their cold eyes fixed on An Jing.

An Jing was stunned for half a second, and the faces of the diners around him gradually distorted. Just as he was about to let out a strange smile, he saw the outsider suddenly reach out and grab the waiter's neck, pulling him in front of him.

"I won't retreat, don't you understand?"

Tightening his fingers suddenly, he pressed the shop boy's head into the noodle bowl, raised his hand and punched it down.

Broken bones mixed with shriveled flesh splashed, An Jing stood up and shook off the residue between his fingers.

This skull head is very brittle!

The inn was silent for two or three seconds.

The diners closest to him suddenly jumped up, drew their weapons and slashed at An Jing.

As an ordinary person, seeing so many shining swords would make her legs weak in fear, but with her spiritual vision, all An Jing could see were severely corroded broken blades and even dead branches.

Draw a knife!

Shaking out the Zhengyiyang fire talisman in the cuff, holding the talisman between two fingers, wiped the warm winter blade, and the scorching red glow adhered to it.

Turning around, Nuan Dong easily shattered the nearest corpse. When An Jing killed the shop boy earlier, An Jing realized that these guys were just a cover-up, and they didn't have much combat power.

Where the yang fire passed, the dark energy was weakened, and the appearance of the inn was somewhat dilapidated.

Wei Wei obviously didn't intend to just let An Jing see through the trap just like that. He only heard a gust of wind blowing in the inn, and the diners in the entire lobby started to move, each drew their weapons, and surrounded An Jing tightly.

Kicking up the bench, An Jing charged along the gap, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The benefits of the Miao Dao are fully displayed at this time.

The knife goes with people, and the dance is impenetrable.

All the ghouls that approached were either directly crushed by Nuan Dong, or burned by the sun fire and completely disintegrated.

The situation seemed to be completely one-sided, but An Jing did not dare to relax at all.

He knew very well that these ghouls were just that weird puppets, most of them would not hurt the main body even if they died, so during the battle, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, looking for the location of the strange main body.

Only by killing it can the crisis be truly resolved.

Turning around, whipping his legs and kicking the ghoul's head to pieces, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure hiding behind the ghoul. An Jing suddenly had a plan in mind, and stepped towards that direction, deliberately exposing his back to that direction.

Not long after, there was a dark wind coming from behind.

An Jing turned around abruptly, raised Nuan Dong with both hands and slashed down, heading straight for the corpse of Liu Fu's father who had just rushed behind her!

Facing the oncoming blade, this ghoul reacted differently from the other ghouls around him. With his backhand, a cloud of black mist flowed towards An Jing's face.

Turn the knife around to break up the mist.

An Jing kept walking, drinking violently,
"It's really you!"

All the ghouls in this inn were transformed from corpses, and Liu Fu's father, who was a survivor, was the only exception.

He who should not have appeared here was transformed into an illusion.

There is only one possibility, the weirdness has replaced his existence!

Fortunately, An Jing met Liu Fu before he came, otherwise it would have taken a lot of effort just to find the strange body.

However, just as An Ding broke through the fog and approached Weird, the latter probably sensed the threat to An Ding and broke out with all his might.

The many ghouls surrounding Anjing immediately collapsed into corpses all over the ground.

Wisps of black mist filled with negative energy filled Liu Fu's father's body, and the quantitative change eventually led to a qualitative change.

Roar! ! !
The violent roar of the tiger resounded through the lobby of the inn.

An Jing's footsteps faltered, and he looked at the completely changed strange figure in front of him, with a look of astonishment on his face.

　A new week has begun, and you must follow up on these two days.

　　What kind of recommendation you can get next week depends on the situation in these two days!

　　


(End of this chapter)