From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 65: Surviving the Second Calamity

With Jiang Yao digging the grave himself, and Tong Gang assisting him, the speed was much faster than before.

Piece after piece of dry bones were dug out from the soil and piled up around the bonfire.

During this period, Huang Cuicui also showed up several times.

However, there was a soldier holding a butcher knife guarding on the side, and her appearance did not cause any waves. She was chopped back into black mist by the soldier's sword.

As for Gouzi, his performance was obviously much worse than that of Bingzai.

He was still a little timid with the willow branch in his hand. When he saw Huang Cuicui, his reaction was always a little slow.

Jiang Yao didn't say much about this situation.

After all, people are different. It is really hard to find a few people who can remain unaffected and remain normal when facing a strange existence like Huang Cuicui.

To be honest, the dog's current performance is already pretty good.

At least, he was not frightened to the point of his legs going limp. After seeing Huang Cuicui appear, he still dared to hit Huang Cuicui with the willow branch in his hand.

If it were anyone else, not to mention anything else, just the thought of running to this desolate mountain area in the middle of the night to dig a grave would probably be something most people wouldn't have the courage to do.

Finally, all the dry bones underground were dug out. Jiang Yao picked up a shovel and searched the area back and forth several times, but he did not see any other bones.

He picked up the plastic jug of gasoline and poured all the remaining gasoline on the pile of bones.

He took a burning piece of firewood from the bonfire next to him and threw it directly on the dry bones.

With a "bang", a raging flame immediately burned wildly.

A cold wind blew up from the plain, and Huang Cuicui seemed to be anxious.

The dry grass on the ground swirled and flew everywhere, stabbing at Jiang Yao and the others.

Unfortunately, the grass roots blown up by the cold wind did not have much force. They fell to the ground just after touching the bodies of a few people.

Truly powerful ghosts may be able to directly cause great harm to people, but Huang Cuicui is obviously not among them.

Apart from entering dreams and possessing a person's body, her ability is also to create illusions to confuse a person's perception, causing him or her to have auditory and visual hallucinations.

By wiping their eyes with cow's tears, Jiang Yao and his companions were able to see through the illusion and glimpse some of the truth.

Under the circumstance that their perception was affected, it was not impossible for these grass roots that were swept up by the cold wind and shot towards them to turn into an army of thousands and charge at them.

But now, Jiang Yao and his companions clearly saw that they were just some grassroots coming towards them, so they simply ignored these things and were too lazy to move at all.

As for possessing the body, as soon as Huang Cuicui appeared, she would fall into the eyes of Jiang Yao and others. Then, willow branches, black dog blood, boy's urine and butcher knives would all rush towards her. It would be difficult for her to even get close to Jiang Yao and others, let alone possess them.

Of course, the biggest contributor to this result is definitely cow's tears.

If they didn't have this thing to allow them to see Huang Cuicui's movements clearly, no matter how powerful the evil-breaking effects of the things they prepared were, they would still be useless.

The corpse, which had been covered with half a barrel of gasoline, was still burning fiercely.

Although the cold wind that blew up from the ground was extremely cold, it could not extinguish the flames caused by the burning gasoline.

Jiang Yao and his companions stood back to back beside the fire. In their sight, wisps of black mist rose from the ground.

The black mist did not transform into the figure in the yellow dress, but directly gathered into a large ball of black mist.

A human face with disheveled hair and unclear features kept twisting and changing in the black fog. Occasionally, it opened its mouth, and bursts of creepy ghost howlings came out from the black fog and fell into the ears of Jiang Yao and others.

"Do you think we will be afraid of you if you become like this?" With a sneer, Jiang Yao raised the willow branch in his hand and lashed at the black fog. Taking advantage of the moment when the black fog was temporarily stopped by the beating, he picked up the plastic bottle of boy's urine and poured the liquid inside on the black fog, then he immediately stepped aside.

Compared with black dog blood, boy's urine seems to be slightly less effective, but after falling on the black fog, it still makes a sizzling sound and brings up bursts of white smoke.

Jiang Yao, the leader, was the first to take action, and a few soldiers, including Tong Gang, followed closely.

Apart from the ineffective peach wood sword that was discarded by the few people, the other items that had more or less some effect in dispelling evil were thrown by the few people towards the black fog.

Facing the attacks from everyone, this time, the black fog did not disappear and hide, but instead made strange noises and fought hard with everyone.

"Jiang Yao, the black dog blood is all used up!"

"The bottles of boy's urine I brought with me are now completely empty."

"It's gone, so what's there to be afraid of? We just have a butcher knife and a willow branch. This ghost thing only looks scary, but it actually has no power. As long as we can overcome the fear in our hearts, can't we defeat it together?"

……

In the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes had passed.

The already rotten bones were basically turned into white ash after being poured with gasoline and burned for half a day.

However, after the body was gone, the black mist that Huang Cuicui turned into did not disappear.

It seems that although there is some inevitable connection between the ghosts and the corpses before them, it does not mean that they will be reduced to ashes without the corpses.

Fortunately, Jiang Yao and his companions came at night.

Otherwise, when I come here tomorrow morning, the corpse will be burned, but Huang Cuicui will still be there.

By that time, she would definitely fight to the death with Jiang Yao and his men.

There was no way to control her with her corpse. If Jiang Yao and his companions were not careful, they might not even be able to see her shadow, and would be tortured to death by her appearing in their dreams.

At this moment, the black mist that Huang Cuicui turned into had shrunk from the size of a washbasin to the size of a bowl under the continuous attacks of Jiang Yao and others.

Before, the willow branches in Jiang Yao's hands could only hit her for a while at most, but now, the willow branches fell on her and could knock her back one or two meters.

What could really cause her great damage was the butcher knife that Jiang Yao had picked up again.

After being cut by the knife a few times, the black mist that Huang Cuicui transformed into was visibly smaller in size.

Watching her own body burn to ashes, her hatred and resentment towards Jiang Yao and others had already reached an extreme.

It is precisely for this reason that until now, the black mist transformed by Huang Cuicui has not shown any sign of retreat.

Several minutes later, the black fog that Jiang Yao had chopped at with a butcher knife finally broke apart and turned into wisps of gray fog that dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Gone? Is Huang Cuicui dead? Or is she hiding?" The soldiers had just arrived and were already panting for breath.

This kind of fatigue is not only physical, but also mental.

Holding their breath, they stood straight. After looking at each other, their gazes finally turned to Jiang Yao.

[Congratulations on successfully surviving the Wrathful Spirit Tribulation and receiving a reward...]

Before he had the chance to take a closer look at what kind of reward he had received, Jiang Yao was so exhausted that he fell to the ground without caring about his image.

(End of this chapter)