Chapter 41

The weather in Tong Bai Village was even worse than yesterday.

The whole sky was gloomy, with large patches of dark clouds intertwined, as if they were piling up in people's hearts, bringing with them a sense of uneasiness.

Judging from the weather, it was bound to rain heavily in the next few days.

As the black-clothed Ah Zan walked, he communicated with the little ghosts in his Soul Summoning Banner.

These little ghosts were spirits that he collected from various terrifying instances. They were all creatures that were unwilling to be reborn, and were willing to follow Azan in black.

Of course, he had subdued quite a number of evil spirits, but because he was afraid that the evil spirits that had lost their minds would contaminate the other spirits in the Soul Summoning Banner, the black-clothed Ah Zan would not normally place evil spirits into the Soul Summoning Banner. Those that passed through his selection were all living beings that were too stubborn.

The imps told him that they had felt a very uncomfortable aura in the temple just now.

It was not a sense of gloominess, but a kind of anxiety that was similar to being shrouded in Buddha's light.

After all, there was a difference between humans and ghosts. Humans were Yang, ghosts were Yin. A presence that could make ghosts feel uncomfortable must be something of extreme Yang.

In this era of famine, even if Buddhism and Taoism were mixed together, only a temple overseen by an enlightened monk or a Taoist priest with perfect Taoist merit could have such an effect. Once a living Buddha appeared, how could it appear in an ordinary remote village deep in the mountains?

Could it be that the legend of the immortal herb that the villagers talked about was true? Did a Bodhisattva really become a Buddha here?

Other than this guess, Azan in black could not think of a more reasonable explanation.

Tong Bai Village was located deep in the mountains. The terrain was steep and surrounded by mountains. It was not a good location in Feng Shui. Standing at the entrance of the village, one could feel the gloominess and coldness. Moreover, it happened to be a time of famine. Countless hungry ghosts floated by the roadside, which greatly interfered with Azan's judgment.

However, it was not that he did not gain anything.

Last night, something caught the attention of the black-clothed Ah Zan.

In order to verify this conjecture, he planned to take advantage of the time when the villagers were out to catch the culprit to check every house.

He tightened his robe and strode forward.

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The tunnel was still dark.

As they fought, they were already close to the mourning hall. The faint light from outside shone on the corridor, but it still couldn't drive away the gloomy and cold aura.

[F * ck, this Grade C old man is so vicious. He actually used a sneak attack from behind.]

[That's right. Taking advantage of the fact that trainees are not allowed to kill each other, they want to borrow someone else's knife to do the dirty work.]

In a place like Infinite Loop, there were all kinds of monsters and monsters. Since there were people like the Messiah who were known to be kind, there were also people who would pick on people behind their backs, jealous of their talents.

[This kind of person is really disgusting. I didn't expect there to be such maggots in the live broadcast of the thriller trainee competition. I'm speechless.]

[No way, why didn't the two of them notice the talisman just now? Look at the bottom right of the screen. I'm a little nervous. Could it be a bad charm or something?]

In the face of Yi Yuesi's accusation, Zong Jiu shrugged. "You can think whatever you want, loser."

It was obvious that Yi Yuesi had accused him of being a mole out of anger. Unless five people accused him at once, he wouldn't give himself away.

If Yi Yuesi hadn't walked right into his line of fire, Zong Jiu would have long forgotten about this person. After all, he had offended too many people. He didn't care about those who were slightly stronger.

However —

The white-haired youth rubbed his chin as he met Yi Yuesi's resentful gaze.

This person was a hidden danger. If Yi Yuesi was willing to be a troublemaker, then even Zong Jiu wouldn't be able to deal with a fly.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt an unusual chill run down his spine.

In the blink of an eye, the entire tunnel darkened.

Not far away, the white gauze hanging from the mourning hall began to flutter in the wind. The sky was getting darker.

A chilly wind rose from the ground, rolling up from the cold gray stone slab, bringing with it an unusual fishy smell. Even the shadows cast on the stone slab could be seen flickering.

Yi Yuesi's eyes widened.

He lowered his head in fear. Following the weak light, he saw the charred talisman at his feet.

"Hiss —"

Instantly, Yi Yuesi's face twisted.

He couldn't care less about his hand that was nailed to the wall. He endured the piercing pain as blood spurted all over the floor.

"F * ck!"

The white-haired man in front of him didn't know, but Yi Yuesi knew very well.

This Yin-Gathering Talisman was an E-grade item that he had obtained from a C-grade dungeon. Although the item's grade wasn't high, it was very useful. Once, when he was fighting for an item with a fellow survivor, he accidentally used the Yin-Gathering Talisman to attract a malicious spirit from that dungeon. After almost losing his life, Yi Yuesi knew how powerful it was. He secretly kept a few in his Backpack, waiting to use them to kill people in the future.

Even Yi Yuesi could sense the change, but Zong Jiu didn't feel anything. He only felt a chilly wind and an unusual, disgusting smell in the air. With that thought in mind, he kicked him and successfully made him fall flat on his face.

But now was not the time to hide. The white-haired man quickly took out the Soul-Sucking Bell.

The small copper bell was engraved with a dense array of runes. When held in the palm of his hand, it would vibrate according to the owner's will, making a sound that only the dead could hear.

"What kind of talisman is that?" Zong Jiu followed the man's gaze and frowned.

They were standing there perfectly fine. Why would they attract a ghost for no reason?

"F * ck off … F * ck off!"

At this point, Yi Yuesi wasn't in the mood to answer his question. He didn't even realize that the talisman in his hand was the item that was exclusive to the mole. Instead, he staggered up from the ground and rushed forward.

But in the next moment, he froze on the spot.

In the darkness not far away, a pair of shriveled, bluish-black legs were slowly hanging behind the young man's pants.

Under the tattered clothes, the toenails were charred black. The skin and flesh were a shrunken deep yellow and covered in livor mortis.

It was obvious that this wasn't a pair of legs that belonged to a living person.

"You … Behind you —"

Yi Yuesi's eyes were blank. His face was filled with bone-deep fear, and his teeth were chattering.

He shuddered. His fingers that were holding the item couldn't exert any strength. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The ice started to freeze from the soles of his feet, all the way down his spine to his neck.

The stench of corpses grew thicker and thicker. The entire narrow corridor was filled with the stench.

Zong Jiu didn't say anything. He shook the bell in his hand and turned around.

When he received the [Non-main Mission Item Submission Failed] message from the main system, he knew what was standing behind him.

Behind him, a face that had been soaked in water with thousands of terrifying white scars hung there quietly.

Other than that, the black pupils of the corpse's eyes had completely covered the whites of the eyes. At first glance, it looked like a dark, sunken eye socket. It was extremely eerie.

The white light projected from the mourning hall stretched behind them. Only two long, narrow shadows were projected.

It went without saying who the third person was.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

Just as Zong Jiu saw what was behind him, Yi Yuesi also saw the pale face. He opened his mouth and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

In the next moment, Zong Jiu saw a trace of undisguised disdain in the corpse's black eyes.

However, his scream only lasted for a moment before it stopped in his throat.

It stopped forever.

Blood gushed out of Yi Yuesi's throat, bubbling with blood.

"Huff, huff, huff —"

The gloomy and cold aura gradually invaded his limbs and bones, easily causing his body to stiffen.

Finally, when his eyes turned pitch black, Yi Yuesi's expression finally froze in extreme fear.

His face turned pale.

He was dead.

The corridor was dead silent.

The main system prompt sounded. [Mole Card Immunity (6/8)]

Zong Jiu looked at the pale face and used his pure black pupils to "look" at the Soul Sucking Bell in his hand.

The white-haired youth paused and stopped shaking.

The youth grinned at him eerily. He bent down and mechanically picked up Yi Yuesi by the back of his collar. He walked past him and skipped away at the end of the corridor.

The cold wind disappeared and the cold air dissipated. Other than the pool of blood on the ground, no one knew what happened here a few minutes ago.

The bullet screen was stunned.

[Huh??? I'm dumbfounded. The mole is Magician?]

[Wow, I knew Master Zhuge wouldn't say useless things. Combined with the question just now, I have reason to believe that Master Zhuge has already guessed that it's Magician. (kneeling emoji)]

[Wait, why didn't the ghost kill Magician just now?]

[The commenter above, did you just start streaming? Can't you tell that he's using a mole card? A mole card usually has a limit. Otherwise, it would be too tiring to fight both humans and ghosts.]

Zong Jiu let out a long sigh and slowly put down the poker card and Soul Sucking Bell in his hand.

He had made the right bet.

Zong Jiu had also redeemed a few low-level items in Las Vegas that could fight against supernatural beings.

However, since he had obtained the mole's special item in the Famine Mountain Village dungeon, it was better to use the items in the dungeon first. Since items had the advantage of being in the dungeon, they could be maximized in the dungeon that produced the item.

More importantly, he was the only one who had obtained the Mole Card. The main system definitely wouldn't create a 6 vs 85 fight, so it would definitely give the mole some special privileges.

Thinking back to the experience of the first Mental Hospital dungeon, the mole had immunity to the unsolvable supernatural beings in that dungeon. Therefore, Zong Jiu guessed that this dungeon would have similar settings. Unfortunately, the dungeon hadn't started for long, and the supernatural beings hadn't officially killed a trainee yet. Zong Jiu couldn't verify his guess.

Looking at the current situation, it was no wonder that the Mole Card had immunity to supernatural beings. Although it could only be used three times, it was still equivalent to three lives. This was called sneaking into a ghost camp!

Zong Jiu cursed in his heart and walked in the direction that the corpse had gone.

After a dozen steps, the scene opened up.

When he walked in, he saw the corpse lying on the ground and stiffly pulling up the white cloth to cover itself. It didn't move at all, just like a real corpse.

Zong Jiu was speechless.

Were all ghosts so professional these days?

He sighed at this ridiculous world, then squatted down and stuck a Divine Necromancer Talisman on the forehead of Yi Yuesi's corpse.

This was an F-grade talisman that came with the Soul-Sucking Bell. It could temporarily control the corpse's movements.

Seeing the corpse's upper body jump up like a startled bird and was about to jump up and down behind him, Zong Jiu chuckled.

Good lord, as expected of a necromancer. His professional skill proficiency was maxed out.

He ordered, "Get out of the mourning hall and hide in the village. Don't come out without my orders."

Yi Yuesi nodded mechanically and skipped away.

Zong Jiu followed behind him, thinking about how to use the corpse to distract the other trainees. Suddenly, a cold voice came from beside him.

Zhuge An leaned against the cold wall of the tunnel. He glanced at the Mole Card in Zong Jiu's hand and walked towards him.

"Everything's taken care of? Let's go. "

Zong Jiu was speechless.

Wait, what are you doing!! His pupils dilated!