pertwk Chapter 23 Yangkun Field
Chapter 23 Yangkun Field
How dare she look down on the little kid: "Then, Qingwan-jie, what did you see?"
Qingwan: "I saw a female ghost in green carrying a lantern float past my carriage. She had no face."
How dare you look down on a little kid: "ヽ(*。>Д<)o゜"
She was genuinely terrified; she worried that ghosts might drift past her car at night! From now on, she'd have to sleep with one eye open!
Qingwan: "Luckily, Vice President Tsunami upgraded the magic array, so it wasn't discovered by the ghosts."
Daring to look down on the little kid: "There are fewer people now."
Li Yuan checked the regional channel and found that there were still 86714 people left.
Hundreds more died overnight. This may seem like just a number, but behind it lies a bloody massacre of human lives!
How cruel!
Master Qingfeng didn't fall asleep until almost dawn, and he wasn't the only one suffering from insomnia.
Guild Leader: Crimson Lotus Demon Sealer: "Good morning, my members! It's another day of battling the supernatural!"
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After Li Yuan finished eating, he washed the pot by the river, quickly washed up, put it back in the trunk, opened the car door, and just as he sat in the driver's seat, the car started.
The car will only start when you sit in the driver's seat. If you don't want the car to start, don't sit in the driver's seat.
The car sped away from the mountains and into the plains.
Along the way, you can gradually see some human-made structures: cemeteries, execution grounds, funeral homes, old houses overgrown with weeds, abandoned mental hospitals... all places where people die and evil spirits gather.
Li Yuan glanced at the scenery and couldn't help but reminisce about the serene landscape along the river. He wondered if he would ever encounter normal scenery again. He withdrew his gaze, holding a spirit stone in each hand. He wanted to try absorbing spiritual energy with both hands simultaneously to increase his recovery speed.
It didn't go smoothly at first, but I succeeded after a few tries.
After that, he began to try absorbing spiritual energy while cultivating, which would save him a lot of time if he succeeded.
Unfortunately, things didn't go smoothly. The absorption of spiritual energy would stop intermittently, as would the circulation of spiritual energy, like doing homework with both hands at the same time—one for advanced mathematics and the other for a thesis.
However, it is still possible to succeed, as long as you practice diligently!
Time passed by, and through repeated training, Li Yuan became stronger once again.
Perhaps because the positive feedback of becoming stronger was given in a timely manner, the repetitive and monotonous cultivation process did not make Li Yuan feel bored, but rather he was full of interest.
It's easy to get addicted to something if you get positive feedback in a timely manner.
Learning is similar. Getting a question right or memorizing a poem provides positive feedback and a sense of accomplishment, representing progress. It's just that nobody considers solving a problem or memorizing a poem as an achievement.
We cannot deny the significance of taking a step forward just because the road is long.
As I was practicing, I slowed down the car.
Li Yuan stopped cultivating and used spirit stones to replenish the spiritual energy he lacked. After a day, the capacity of his spiritual energy had increased significantly. At first, half a spirit stone's worth of spiritual energy was enough to fill it, but now it took about two-thirds of a spirit stone's worth of spiritual energy to fill it.
After replenishing their spiritual energy, the vehicle stopped.
The Bagua formation stopped at the Death Gate once again!
I don't know how this level of danger is determined. Is it based on the driver's skill level, or some kind of mysterious ability?
Li Yuan put the Cold Bone Jade into his pocket and checked the Five Emperors Coins string to see if it was secure. He also hung cinnabar and black dog blood on his waist. The cinnabar was not yet dry, but it should not affect its use.
Half of the kilogram of cinnabar in the stone treasure chest had fallen into the river and escaped. Li Yuan poured the remaining cinnabar into the previous cinnabar bag, then stuffed three spirit stones into the large cinnabar bag and hung it on his waist, and put two more spirit stones into his pocket.
Five spirit stones should be enough.
I hadn't thought of using a cinnabar bag to store spirit stones before. After I finished using the cinnabar, I casually threw the bag into a corner. The 500-gram cinnabar bag wasn't very big, so I didn't think much of it.
I only remembered it when I saw the cinnabar bag weighing one kilogram.
(Actually, the author didn't think of that at the time... =͟͟͞͞(꒪⌓꒪*))
Li Yuan tucked the peach wood sword into his waistband and got out of the carriage with the coin sword in his hand.
Let me see what kind of weird thing it is!
Li Yuan's strength increased significantly through diligent training, which gave him confidence.
In front of us was a large, rectangular red brick house, at least 200 square meters.
The style looks familiar.
Li Yuan thought about it briefly.
Wait, this is a livestock farm in the countryside! He remembered there was one near his hometown.
Li Yuan became cautious. There was no way chickens were still being kept inside. The strange things in such a large place would probably be difficult to deal with.
Li Yuan didn't rush in. He first circled around Yangkun Farm, found a gap in the wall, and peered inside.
It was so dark inside that you couldn't see anything clearly. By the light from the gap, you could barely make out a chipped bowl.
bowl?
Starvation ghost?
The martial artist had encountered the Starving Ghost. He said that the Starving Ghost's abilities were normal compared to other ghosts, but its big mouth and the abilities of the Shadow Ghost and Hanging Ghost were easier to deal with.
Hopefully, it's a case of starvation.
Li Yuan thought to himself that he really didn't want to go toe-to-toe with that kind of cunning fish demon; it was too exhausting.
Since we're not in the water, let's activate the Black Dog Blood Armor!
Li Yuan smeared the black dog's blood on his hands, arms, face, legs, and clothes.
The close contact with the ghost that froze me to death has left me with psychological trauma.
They used up a whole liter of black dog blood by smearing it all over the body.
I'd rather just get a five-emperor coin chainmail; this is both troublesome and wasteful.
After making preparations, he drew his sword and entered.
"Squeak"
The rusty tin door creaked open, letting in a sliver of light.
A cold wind brushed against my face, making my hair stand on end.
Li Yuan shrank his neck and the first thing he saw was two rows of broken bowls on the ground, roughly counting as many as twenty!
The bowl, though broken, was shiny and gleaming as if it had been licked often, and now it reflected the sunlight from outside the door.
Behind the broken bowl were individual cubicles, impenetrable to sunlight, through which one could only see hunched figures, like some kind of curled-up monsters. This scene was quite eerie in the dimly lit chicken coop.
Li Yuan can be basically confirmed to be a starving ghost. Although he can't see inside the compartment clearly, it fits the description of a starving ghost in martial arts.
Skinny and bony, with a very large mouth!
Li Yuan left the chicken farm, found a stone outside to jam the gate and prevent it from closing automatically, and then went inside.
As he did these things, the monster curled up in the cubicle also reacted, waking up from its sleep and opening its white pupils to look at Li Yuan.
Their noses twitched as they caught the sweet scent of living people, and they opened their exaggeratedly large mouths to let out hoarse roars.
"I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry!"
"Bang!"
A monster burst out of the darkness, its naked, emaciated body and enormous mouth looking quite incongruous.
His mouth opened and closed rapidly, producing a loud banging sound as two mahjong tiles collided violently!
More starving monsters rushed out, their frail bodies bursting forth with unimaginable power and speed!
Li Yuan even saw a starving ghost leap lightly onto the roof, its fingers and toes digging fiercely into the stone bricks, and crawl over as quickly as a spider!
How could someone who practices martial arts kill a starving monster?! Even someone with martial arts training couldn't beat that speed and strength!
He knew that martial arts practitioners could split bricks with a single palm strike, but even the most cunning and cunning hands could dig deep into bricks!
Is it possible to achieve this through martial arts training?
Have I run into another special species? And a whole bunch of them!
Li Yuan dared not be reckless and turned to run out of the chicken farm. It was the territory of the Starving Ghost, and he didn't know if there would be any trouble. He decided to lure them outside first!
Li Yuan ran out of the chicken farm, followed by a dozen starving ghosts that swarmed out of the door like spiders, crawling out from all sides without causing a crowd.
The starving ghost, using both hands and feet, leaped several meters on the ground! With its mouth wide open, it pounced on Li Yuan like a swarm of ugly, rotting, and monstrous grasshoppers!