Chapter 44: The First Nail
Chapter 44 The First Nail
The skull-like head glanced around, then nodded as if very satisfied:
"...That's enough. That should be enough..."
As the bones of the skull opened and closed, it seemed as if it was vaguely expressing some emotions.
"Om..."
Inexplicable ripples suddenly appeared on Song Feng's body, and then the blue flame seemed to have a target.
"Teng Teng Teng!"
In just a blink of an eye, the spider web-like magic circle he drew with red rope turned completely light blue.
"Clap clap clap!"
The sound of explosion suddenly sounded.
Then, one could see faint lights suddenly bursting out from the four half-burned candles.
A magical thing happened.
He only saw the yin and yang that he had reversed, as if something had changed since that moment.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
Shaking up and down, left and right.
The green candle light kept flickering, and faintly turned into red.
What's even scarier is.
As this yin-yang-like reversal occurred, the nearly one hundred Yin spirits that had gathered around Song Feng were also constantly twisting:
"woo woo woo woo……"
"Oh no!!"
"..."
Many evil spirits felt that terrifying twisted force and wanted to return to the underworld and leave Song Feng.
But it was too late now.
Because Song Feng's skeleton-like fingers have now clasped his hands together, forming the Yin-Yang Demon Seal:
"Edict!"
As an imperial decree was issued, nearly a hundred Yin spirits were seen being constantly rubbed and cleansed by an unknown force.
Afterwards, it was continuously devoured by the special magic circle under Song Feng, and Song Feng's originally withered skeleton-like body began to slowly grow flesh and blood:
“…It’s not enough!!”
Feeling this pure yin energy, Song Feng looked coldly at the dark place that had not yet been completely turned upside down.
"You've devoured so much of my energy, now it's time to pay some interest!"
I only saw him holding a cane and pointing it at the dark place in the distance. Then I saw an unknown force suddenly turned into a dark wind and blew fiercely towards the distance:
"Wow..."
The wind was like waves and the souls were like water. The number of evil spirits that came this time was even greater than the ones he had just lured!
However, this move is extremely dangerous.
Because after his two consecutive actions, the terrifying existence sleeping in the dark land became angry:
"...Priest...you don't follow the rules...I'll wait for you...I'll definitely wait for you to come back here..."
Countless amounts of Yin Qi were surging along with his roar, and it was as if an unknown existence was about to step into the world of the living from the underworld:
“…Ah…Damn you!!!”
Hearing this angry shout, Song Feng, whose flesh and blood had begun to fill up again and slowly returned to normal, stood up with the help of a rattan stick.
Then, he nodded slightly at one of the candles:
"Snapped!"
The candlelight was suddenly extinguished.
Then we saw the scene that was like the reverse of yin and yang just now, now the victory was completely determined by this rattan stick.
As the darkness receded, the flames of the three remaining candles turned red again.
After he slowly put away the candle and swept away the ashes of the red thread, he sighed faintly:
"It looks like we'll have to find a different ghost or god to worship next time. Sigh... they really are a bunch of vengeful fellows..."
When he said this, he felt a pain in his chest, and then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood:
"… Ugh!!" The blood was so violent that it dyed the land red after being spit out.
However, Song Feng, who had just spit out a mouthful of blood, now had a look of relief on his face:
"The Soul-Transferring Nail was finally pulled out!"
Looking down at the ground again, there was no blood on the ground. It was clearly a gray-black nail-shaped curse mark imprinted on the ground!
Even the curse mark did not stop after it fell on the ground, and at this moment it was still twisting left and right like a living creature, as if it was looking for a host!
"With the first one, there will be a second one. Once this flesh nail is pulled out, the tendon nails and bone nails won't be far behind..."
Gently pinching his skin, I found that it was not only stiff, but also felt like being pricked by needles.
"Boom boom boom!"
He used a rattan stick to gently tap the soul-transferring nail that was twisting on the ground.
Then I saw that the soul-transferring nail was like a mouse seeing a cat. It began to wither the moment it touched the cane, but it was completely dry in the blink of an eye.
"Crack!"
The sound of muscles and bones stretching continued to be heard.
Then one saw that his originally hunched body was slowly straightening up, and as his body continued to straighten up, his aura began to condense and become more and more terrifying.
"Cock!"
However, before he could fully straighten his body, his muscles and bones trembled slightly, and then he hunched over again:
"Cough cough cough..."
The coughing sound continued, and then he turned into the hunchbacked old man again:
"After all, it's still too far away..."
He pulled aside the clothes in front of his chest and looked at the cut flesh.
Only to see that the mung bean-like corpse ball no longer had the luster it once had, and it looked like a piece of gravel:
"Clap!"
Reaching out his hand from his chest to dig out the corpse pill that had lost its essence, Song Feng looked at the bloody flesh that had just been cut open with a look of melancholy:
"As expected of a zombie species that has merged with the blood of flying corpses, the effect of this corpse pill is indeed significant enough."
"If I were one of those psychopaths from the Zombie Sect, I would have been ecstatic right now. Unfortunately, I am a normal person..."
After letting out a faint sigh, Song Feng opened the door with the help of his rattan stick and walked towards the courtyard.
Look up to the sky.
At this moment, the moon was dim and the stars were sparse. The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the whole courtyard seemed very clear.
Even without lighting any candles, everything in the courtyard can be seen at a glance with the naked eye.
Looked around.
When Song Feng looked towards the side room, he finally found his target:
“So it’s here!”
After finding the target, he staggered into the ear room and stood next to the recliner.
The next moment he just grabbed it lightly with his hand:
"Snapped!"
Then I saw that he actually grabbed the recliner in his hand and slowly walked towards the courtyard.
"Snap! Snap! Snap..."
Although he was still staggering at this moment, the huge recliner in his hand seemed like a toy, and there was a strange harmony in the look.
"Finally I can take a good rest..."
After positioning the recliner, Song Feng lay down on it and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hush...huh..."
"Hush...huh..."
As he breathed, it seemed that a little bright moonlight was inhaled into his mouth and nose from time to time.
And with each swallowing of moonlight, streams of Yin Qi would rise from under the recliner and merge into his body.
For a moment, he slept more peacefully.
(End of this chapter)