There is a trick

Chapter 138: Plague (2/2)

This coffin nail is the "relic" that the red line on Zhou Chang's wrist took out from the corpse coffin.

It had been infected by the evil energy and fire in the corpse for a long time and had turned completely red.

The inside of the long nails were like red-hot veins, covered with veins like blood vessels.

Zhou Chang wrapped it with his thoughts and poured the rolling karmic fire and evil energy into the coffin nail. When he threw it out in an instant, blood and fire erupted from the coffin nail!
The ball of fire suddenly exploded, and the raging flames collided directly with the long black river and the black hairy gale!
"Son!"

Cui Ai, a white-faced man standing at the end of the long black river, suddenly cried out in grief!

His figure melted into the dark river like a burning candle!

In the long dark river, corpses suddenly floated out!
Cui Quanhe, Cui Zai Yu, Cui Qiu Sheng and others, whom Zhou Chang had met before in Baiguo Village, were now all floating on the black river surface, with their eyes tightly closed and their faces pale!

Each corpse was made up of a thick, tainted mass of sorrow.

In the Village of the Lost Sons, every villager except Cui Ai might have died from the infection of extreme sadness, but their dead bodies became containers for Cui Ai to carry these contaminated sad thoughts!

There was no trace of Cui Ai at the end of the long river.

Cui Ai became the long river filled with corpses.

This long river flows silently, but it makes people's hearts tremble violently!
Wherever the river passed, the blazing stream of karmic flames was actually trembling - it also felt the emotion of 'sadness' like any living being.

In the endless sorrow, the billowing flames were extinguished one after another!
"Shh!"

Within the black river, the coffin nails that were connected by the threads of thought were also dyed black.

It flew back to Zhou Chang's palm at an even faster speed!
This coffin nail was connected to a piece of thought behind it. After being soaked in the black river water transformed by the 'Polluted Sorrow Feast Thoughts', it underwent strange changes. Before it even got close to Zhou Chang, it made Zhou Chang feel hopeless and powerless again!

at the same time!

Suddenly, a fine and fine wind rolled out between heaven and earth.

Clusters of black hair grew out of the wind, making the wind from invisible to visible.

Originally, 'Hu Asi, the Plague-Bearing Dumpling', who had fallen far behind Cui Ai because of his tricks, felt the black hair wind blowing between heaven and earth, and suddenly grinned and laughed wildly a few times!

His body, which was covered with long black hair, was blown away by the black hair wind that permeated the sky and earth, and he became completely emaciated in an instant!

With another gust of wind, even the bloody skeletons standing in the darkness were cut away by the wind!

The black wind that was blowing gently between heaven and earth suddenly became violent!

"Woo——"

Amid the ghostly cries, a pair of hairy, bloody arms suddenly stretched out from the black hair wind swirling around Zhou Chang and embraced Zhou Chang's soul!

Every black hair on those arms was like the sharpest knife!
Before they even got close to Zhou Chang's soul, ripples were already forming on Zhou Chang's soul!
The two feelings of cold and heat appeared alternately in Zhou Chang's soul!

"hiss--"

Zhou Chang clenched his fist with one hand and grabbed the coffin nail that was flying towards him with the other hand!

"Crack, click, click!"

The moment the black and red coffin nails touched his hand, the cold breath of sadness formed layers of black ice along his palm. The black ice spread across his arms and climbed up his shoulders in an instant!

Under the pollution of this strange and evil feasting energy, Zhou Chang's soul began to tremble, as if it was about to turn completely into darkness!
The next moment, dragon scales suddenly appeared in the palm of his other hand.

The dragon scales ran along the back of his hand, up to his wrist, and covered his shoulders. In the blink of an eye, they covered half of Zhou Chang's body. The golden dragon scales, carrying the majestic "imperial aura", broke the layer of black ice that had suddenly frozen on Zhou Chang's soul!

In just a moment, Zhou Chang was wearing a dragon robe with a black background and yellow lining!

The palm of his hand that was originally covered with dragon scales now turned into a golden, shriveled dragon claw!
——The prince's robe that Emperor Shizong's golden head gave to Zhou Chang, and the dragon claw that he condensed with the rolling imperial energy, have now "grown" together. This thing is associated with the attention of "Emperor Shizong's headless body", and Zhou Chang will not use it unless it is a critical moment.

But now is the critical moment!
Zhou Chang used the shriveled dragon claw with a scary hole on the palm to directly grab the coffin nail in the palm of his other hand. Then, holding the black and red coffin nail, he stabbed it at the two black-haired arms that were coiled behind him!
Dive into that black hair wind!

"Wow!"

The polluted breath of despair flowed along the coffin nail towards the black-haired wind behind Zhou Chang!

The wind suddenly stopped, as if it was frozen by black ice!

The long dark river took this opportunity to rush forward!
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Cui Ai and the plague zongzi were fighting, Zhou Chang gathered his spirit and soul, clung to the thread of thought behind him, and flew backwards!

The long black river and black hairy wind, which were darker than the darkness between heaven and earth, quickly moved away from Zhou Chang's sight!
The wind that had been frozen by the black ice suddenly trembled and began to blow again!

The Black River began to surge, and the corpses in it stood up, crawled out of the river, and walked in all directions!
"Shh!"

All these situations quickly faded away from Zhou Chang's vision.

Eventually it turned into solidified darkness.

He retreated to a distance, and his soul instantly returned to his flesh shell.

The companions present looked at Zhou Chang's dull shell, which suddenly began to move. They were about to ask Zhou Chang something, but suddenly they all burst into tears!
Xiao Zhenming and others who were holding various magical instruments in their hands simply dropped their instruments and sat on the ground crying.

Yang Rui, who was guarding the altar, also had red eyes at this time. He seemed to recall the past and murmured a name;
Shidanzi, who was next to Yang Rui, knelt on the ground and cried!

Father Bai and Bai Xiu'e also hugged each other and cried, and Father Bai cried heartbreakingly.

Even the sick mule resting by the roadside had tears as big as beans in its eyes.

The three 'Spring Plague Ghosts' following behind Xiao Dahu also lowered their heads and sobbed silently.

The source of everyone's endless sadness came from Zhou Chang.

The coffin nail in Zhou Chang's hand still had traces of sadness on it!

Just these few remaining traces of strange aura were enough to make everyone cry!
"boom!"

A ball of fire suddenly ignited in Zhou Chang's palm, burning the coffin nails in his hand. At the same time, an even more intense fire burst out from his body, brushing around everyone present, and finally stopping people's crying!
And in the palm of his hand, the black mark on the coffin nail, which was stained by the sad feasting energy, continued to penetrate deeper into the texture of the fiery red coffin nail during the calcination in the fierce fire.

It stopped spreading 'sadness' for a while and the situation was under control.

But the situation Zhou Chang and others are facing now is even more critical.

"What did you bring back from the Dead Son Village?!"

Yang Rui didn't bother to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. With red eyes, he looked at Zhou Chang in shock and fear and asked.

Although the others did not speak, most of them had the same expression as Yang Rui, and their eyes were also full of inquiry.

“There is a great plague in Wangzi Village!
The blind man who led us in the Blind Village before had mastered a black hair plague!
The two of them are fighting now - they have already discovered me, and if they follow the clues, they will find you - we have to find a way to escape quickly! "Zhou Chang looked at the three "Spring Plague Ghosts", "The reason why you suddenly feel sad and powerless, and howl non-stop, is because of the slight smell of the plague left in Wangzi Village!"

There is no time to explain to everyone the complicated family relationships of Cui Ai in the Lost Son Village.

Zhou Chang could only pick out the most important things and tell his companions!

"Using this spring plague ghost to escape?" Yang Rui's face was serious, but he quickly reacted, pointed his finger at the three strange women, and asked Zhou Chang.

Zhou Chang nodded, and strands of thoughts burst out from his fingertips and wrapped around Xiao Dahu.

(End of this chapter)