Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 311 The Thin Line of Life and Death

Unfortunately, the rapidly spreading gray fog left Wei Xi no time to think carefully. In just a few breaths, the gray fog had approached the bamboo building where the three of them were.

"It's bad, it's bad!" Lian Gouqie said in a panic as he looked at the surrounding fog. "This gray fog is coming towards us!"

"Get out of the way!" Qin Feng's spiritual power enveloped the cold, followed by the sound of a sword piercing the air. Unfortunately, apart from this sound, the spiritual power seemed to sink into a bottomless pit, and the gray fog did not change at all.

The three of them looked grim: Qin Feng is one of the best masters among the foundation-building cultivators, which shows how difficult this fog is to deal with.

"Follow Achen!" Wei Xi, covering his mouth and nose, cast a tracking spell and called on the two to follow.

Achen, who transformed into a spider, crawled very fast. If it were not for the tracking spell, the black little spider would not be visible at all.

Fortunately, Wei Xi and the other two reacted in time and rushed out before the fog completely surrounded the bamboo building.

The fog outside had thinned a lot, but Wei Xi felt vaguely uneasy: running around in the fog was not a wise move, but the fog was clearly not right, and if he stood there, his life might be in danger.

We can only hope that Achen, a native of this place, has a place to hide from the fog.

Three people and a spider were running around in the silent village. The hazy mist turned the dilapidated village into an ancient painting covered in gray haze. With the hairy moon, it looked like a ghost story to scare children.

Following a trace of spiritual power, Wei Xi and the other two followed Achen to the bamboo building where it had been hiding during the day.

Wei Xi stopped at the door and let Achen's figure disappear into the darkness like a beast's mouth.

"You're not going in?" Lian Gouqie, holding his pink triangular scarf, said anxiously, "That spider has already gone in!"

"Don't talk!" Qin Feng shouted at Lian Gouyue, "Listen!"

Lian Gouqie pricked up his ears and heard a rustling sound. He lowered his head stiffly and saw all kinds of insects in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors, with soft and hard limbs and hard shells.

These insects were slowly recovering. Lian Gou, who was in tears, could even see the layers of ring-shaped flesh membranes on the abdomen of one of the fist-sized black insects.

Not to mention that he was afraid of the insects' hooks, even Qin Feng's face turned ashen as he was trapped in the insect swarm.

But all three knew they couldn't act rashly at this moment: there weren't so many bugs here during the day; they were clearly a by-product of the gray fog. If they woke these seemingly inveterate insects, they would likely be dead.

Whether to enter the building or not became a difficult problem facing the three of them.

Wei Xi thought: These insects are somewhat similar to the insect swarms in Tao Bing's tribe. They may come from the same source. That old man, your uncle, is sweet-mouthed but treacherous. He must be hiding important information.

Fortunately, I buried the medicine powder, otherwise I would have been targeted by these insects as soon as I went up the mountain.

Now I can only say that I was unlucky. I avoided your uncle's plot, but accidentally walked into a nest of insects.

I just don’t know what role the poisonous insect Achen plays here, and whether we can enter this bamboo building?
A fierce look flashed in Wei Xi's eyes: "Even if it means going through fire and water today, I will get through this! Even if there are traps in this building, I can just burn the building and the spider to ashes!"
Having made up his mind, Wei Xi took the lead and rushed into the bamboo building. He ran upstairs in one breath and saw a spider lying on the skeleton of Achen, shivering.

"There are no bugs here." Qin Feng's spiritual power filled the not-so-spacious second floor. "I guess the bugs haven't woken up yet."

"Hurry up and block the doors and windows! We can still fight back later!" Lian Gouqie rummaged through his Qiankun bag, trying to find a suitable talisman.

Qin Feng, who was also rummaging through his Qiankun bag, frowned and replied, "If it were a human, it would be fine, but the fog is pervasive, and insects can slip in through the cracks... See if you have a talisman that can trap the three of us?" Wei Xi, looking at the panicked Ah Chen, twisted his thick brows into knots. Why did Ah Chen return to the bamboo building? Could this skeleton really be its owner? Or was it the cause of all the strange happenings in the forest?

This made Wei Xi think of Xu Xiangfang from Tangkou Town: this miserable monk was abused when he was alive, and after his death his bones were buried at the bottom of the river to produce gold, and finally the whereabouts of his bones are unknown.

Wei Xi, who had witnessed the water flowing across gold, knew that some cultivators had excellent roots and could be used by others even after death.

Could it be that I have encountered a similar skeleton again?

Aside from its lack of strength, the Qingcheng Sect was ultimately a fairly standard sect, with no one from within dabbling in the taboo of monks' bones. If it weren't for the example of Tangkou Town, Wei Xi probably wouldn't have considered it.

“…Isn’t that the sound of insects?”

"Exploding Charm... Sounds like footsteps? Strange, is there someone else here?"

Wei Xi's thoughts were pulled back by the conversation between the two. When he looked up, he found that the small second floor was covered with more than thirty talismans.

Very good, strong desire to survive.

Lian Gouyue, who had run to the stairs to check the enemy situation, came back in a panic, his face filled with fear, saying, "Bugs... the corpses are coming!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng raised his sword and moved him behind him, ready to fight the poisonous insects in the village to the death.

"Is it a Green Gu corpse?"

Lian Gou, who was hastily applying the talisman, replied, "It doesn't look like that. Those corpses are crawling with bugs... It feels like they dug them out of the ground!"

The slow footsteps were like a death warrant, stepping on the hearts of the three people. When the corpse, which was eaten by the poisonous insects and was unrecognizable, showed its head, Wei Qin and the others breathed a sigh of relief: As long as they can fight!

Qin Feng was not polite either. With a burst of sword energy, the corpse leading the charge was cut in half. The upper body flew out at an angle, while the lower body remained in place as if climbing up the stairs.

"Hmph!" Qin Feng sneered, "I thought you were some peerless master, but you're just a worthless jerk hiding in the fog! You can only use some rotten things to bluff people!"

Qin Feng was a skilled and daring man, even insulting his opponent before the battle. Any living being would have reacted in some way, but now that he remained silent, Wei Xi felt something was amiss.

Of course, Qin Feng's hands were not idle either. The corpses that appeared next were killed again by her. Soon the narrow stairs were filled with corpses.

Wei Xi and Lian Gouqie burned the poisonous insects that had crossed the border to prevent them from getting in and hurting people secretly.

Upon closer inspection, Wei Xi noticed that these bodies seemed to have no obvious external injuries, and did not die in the same way as the victims of the massacre in the village.

And just as Lian Gouye said, the corpses with charred skin were definitely not the ones controlled by Achen's Qing Gu; the corpses did not look like they had been left in a humid environment for a long time, but instead had some of the "exotic" look of a desert area; what was even stranger was that the corpses all had protruding mouths, as if something quite large was stuffed in their mouths.

Wei Xi was puzzled and, seizing the opportunity, dragged half of the corpse in for examination. She pinched the corpse's cheeks and found that there was no tongue in the open mouth. Instead, there was a cocoon the size of a baby's fist!

　There are less than sixty days left until the exam, and I am busy with reviewing. I am sorry that the updates are extremely irregular.

　　
　
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