Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"This godforsaken place is actually quite something. Xiao Luo, stay close to me, so I can protect you if anything happens."

Visibly, the houses in Huangshan Village are dilapidated and covered with vines. The village is shrouded in mist year-round, preventing sunlight from entering and making it seem isolated from the world.

Upon entering Huangshan Village, even though it was summer and the midday sun was at its peak, Xing Lin couldn't help but shiver and hug his arms.

"Okay brother."

Russell stepped forward two body lengths, positioning himself exactly to his brother's left, a position where the other could feel his presence. Visibly, the brother's previously tense demeanor eased considerably.

As planned, the two walked along the country lanes, one on the left and one on the right, delivering warmth to each household.

The backpack was large, and the village was also quite big. After a busy day, we finally arrived at the deepest part of the village.

"This should be the ancestral hall from the movie. Let's be careful." Xing Lin's voice was very low, afraid of disturbing the ghosts here. But in Russell's eyes, there was a guy who was almost face to face with his older brother.

Russell stepped forward and pulled the blood-sucking face off his older brother's shoulder, then followed his brother and pushed open the half-closed wooden door.

Inside the ancestral hall, weeds grew in the cracks of the bluestone floor, and some of the floor tiles were even uneven due to the plants. What caught his eye was a huge offering table and a memorial tablet platform against the wall, which was densely covered with a large number of memorial tablets from top to bottom.

"I think I saw the memorial tablet of the man surnamed Bu."

Brother Xing Lin squinted and looked from the doorway into the main hall. The largest memorial tablet on the altar belonged to Chu Renmei, but in an inconspicuous corner, there was a tablet lying on its side. Because of the passage of time and the dust on the tablet, the writing was a bit blurry, but the character "卜" could still be vaguely seen on it.

“Back then, things were different from now. In those days, becoming a teacher was a highly respected position in the village.” Russell also saw Bu Wantian’s memorial tablet and casually read the memories of one of the ghosts, finding it utterly absurd.

These are all life-threatening matters, yet you're still trying to evade the issue and deceive yourself. You really don't treat Chu Renmei like a human being.

"Tsk, no wonder they wanted to wipe out the village, isn't this a slap in the face? We need to stuff a few more here." Brother Xing Lin cursed a few times, then threw all the remaining bombs into the ancestral hall, then hoisted Russell onto his shoulder and ran away, almost breaking the limits of human endurance. His speed was such that even Su Bingtian would have to admit defeat.

"Phew~ We survived!" The two quickly returned to the village entrance, where Zhuang Sheng and Tu Shuyao were. The older brother put Russell down, plopped down on a rock, and gasped for breath.

It's so numb. Once I get back to the main god space, I'm definitely going to max out my magic resistance.

"Brother, all set?" Zhuang Sheng asked, his eyes gleaming as he held the detonation button.

"Great!" Brother Xing Lin swallowed hard and gave a thumbs up.

Without saying a word, Zhuang Sheng pressed the button in his hand heavily.

Almost instantly, a series of roars echoed through the village, and the dilapidated houses shattered like fragile cardboard boxes, destroying a quarter of Huangshan Village.

"How is it?" Tu Shuyao and Xing Lin asked expectantly.

Zhuang Sheng first shook his head in a seemingly profound manner, but the curve of his lips betrayed his feelings. In the end, he couldn't hold back and excitedly said, "One hundred! The God said I killed ten ghosts and rewarded me with a full one hundred reward points."

Does the main deity also recognize physical exorcism?

Russell raised an eyebrow.

Physical extermination of ghosts and magical extermination of ghosts are two different concepts. The former merely uses high temperature and energy to scatter the soul of a ghost, while the latter uses magic to either convert or directly annihilate the ghost.

Although both methods result in the same success for the user, the effects are vastly different.

"Brother Luo, what are you thinking about? It's your turn." Zhuang Sheng handed over the last detonator, and Russell took it and pressed it without hesitation.

Sure enough, almost the next second after the explosion ended, a stiff but solemn voice rang in Russell's ears.

[Defeat 15 wandering spirits and gain 150 reward points]

If it really works, then don't blame me.

Ghosts killed by thermal explosions do not die instantly; rather, their souls are torn apart.

Just like cutting something with a knife, it only breaks the molecular bonds between the objects.

But ghosts are more like clay; theoretically, they can be stuck back together.

and so……

A formation appeared that enveloped Huangshan Village.

These torn souls were violently integrated by Russell into completely different ghosts, which were then physically destroyed and reassembled.

This continues indefinitely, in a never-ending cycle.

[Slay a wandering spirit and gain 10 reward points]

【Kill...】

【Kill...】

What a pleasant surprise!

Russell pondered. At his current rate, he could earn 660 reward points per second. From now until the end of the mission, he could stay for at least five and a half days.

May God withstand it.

"Brother Luo, how many reward points did you get just now? If it's not much, I can lend you some when we get back." Seeing that Russell's expression didn't show any joy, Zhuang Sheng thought that they had killed all the ghosts by blasting too many, and Russell hadn't gotten much.

"Oh, I was just thinking about something. I had a good haul here, killed fifteen." Russell shook his head.
"Hahaha, it seems I'm still the luckier one!" Tu Shuyao laughed loudly, hands on her hips.

It is known that there are at most sixty-six ghosts in the village. Zhuang Sheng killed ten, Russell killed fifteen, and she killed twenty-three. She must be the one who got the most out of the four.

“I think so too. The spot you just blasted was the location of the ancestral hall.” Brother Xing Lin also smiled. He had received 180 reward points, which was a fairly substantial reward.

"Then it's Chu Renmei's turn next," Zhuang Sheng said excitedly. Now that it has been confirmed that explosives are effective against ghosts, Chu Renmei is no longer an unsolvable problem.

"That's right." Brother Xing Lin nodded with a sneer. After living in fear for so many days, he was going to vent his anger.

The four set off again, purchasing two high-powered water pumps from nearby and pumping all the water from the back mountain into the ruins of Huangshan Village. During this time, some urban management officers came to stop them, but Zhuang Sheng scared them off by firing two shots.

Not long after, before sunset, Chu Renmei's body finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

She lay quietly in the middle of the riverbed, wrapped in a straw mat, dozens of meters from the bank.

Xing Lin showed sufficient respect to this behind-the-scenes big boss.

He threw two whole C4s next to Chu Renmei; these were his most prized possessions.

"Who's coming?" Xing Lin asked.

Without him saying it, everyone understood that if it really worked, Chu Renmei would provide them with a substantial reward of points.

But the world is bustling with activity, all driven by profit. He didn't want this to create discord or estrangement within the team, especially since they were teammates who would be going through many more dungeons together. "The money was earned through boxing, and the bombs were obtained by selling yourself, so it's definitely your turn to do it," Zhuang Sheng said first.

Russell and Tu Shuyao nodded in agreement, indicating that they would never covet their brother's money from selling himself.

"What do you mean by 'money for selling oneself'? Although, it sounds weird..." Xing Lin thought about it carefully. He had already signed a contract of servitude, so wasn't that money for selling himself? Oh well, it's not a big deal. Anyway, they would be forcibly repatriated when the time came, and it wouldn't be his turn to sell his ass: "Then I'll get started."

"Stop right now!"

Just before Xing Lin was about to press the detonator, a furious shout rang out from afar. Xing Lin paused and looked up.

It's Ma Tao.

He walked towards the four of them with a cold expression, accompanied by the remaining three reincarnators, including Zhao Qi, whom he had just parted ways with.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Xing Lin asked, but his hands didn't stop moving, pressing down heavily.

The deafening explosion and the smell of saltpeter and sulfur wafted out almost simultaneously.

After the intense light subsided, a massive, charred crater, several meters deep and over twenty meters in diameter, appeared out of thin air. The crater walls were glassy, ​​formed by the instantaneous high temperature, with jagged and menacing edges, as if a piece of flesh had been forcibly ripped from the earth.

Zhuang Sheng and the others were prepared and covered their ears in advance. With Russell's thoughts protecting them, they felt nothing at all.

Of the four men, only Ma Tao was in slightly better condition; the other three were already kneeling on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Damn it, you're all insane! Who gave you permission to change the plot on your own? Do you know this will kill us all?"

Ma Tao covered his tear-streaked eyes and waited until the tinnitus subsided a little before straightening up and pointing angrily at Xing Lin, whose expression seemed harmless.

"Don't get excited." Xing Lin tossed aside the remote control, pulled out two silver Desert Eagles, aimed them at Ma Tao's head and chuckled, "Now we have bad news and even worse news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Ma Tao's face was frighteningly gloomy. Just as he was about to make a move, Tu Shuyao fired a shot. Although it missed, it undoubtedly showed one thing: they really dared to fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "Speak your mind."

"The bad news is, I didn't hear the voice of the Supreme God, and the bomb didn't kill Chu Renmei." Xing Lin shrugged nonchalantly.

Unsurprisingly, Ma Tao's expression darkened even further.

Sure enough, how could a vengeful ghost of Chu Renmei's caliber be killed by explosives? These guys are really messing around; doing this will definitely anger Chu Renmei.

Then he remembered the even worse news Xing Lin had mentioned…

"The worse news is, she seems to be coming here! Captain, save me!" Xing Lin shouted at the spot behind Ma Tao, and then he and the other two huddled together.

Behind me...

Without even turning around, he felt as if his entire body was bound by an invisible force, chilling him to the bone, as if he had been frozen in an ice cellar.

He stiffly observed out of the corner of his eye that Chu Renmei's face, bleeding from all seven orifices, was less than two centimeters away from his own. A chilling coldness spread through his scalp and throughout his body, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin involuntarily.

At the same time, he felt his head slowly spinning uncontrollably, and a tearing pain came from his neck.

If this continues, his spine will be forcibly twisted.

Holy shit!
Ma Tao cursed inwardly and then held nothing back.

Incredibly viscous blood gushed from his body, first into his eyes, then spreading to his seven orifices, and finally filling his entire body.

A foul, rotten smell emanated from his body, causing Xing Lin and the others to cover their noses.

Russell, however, stared intently at Ma Tao's condition, his interest growing stronger.

This blood is actually the true form of a ghost. Judging from the fragments of rules contained within it, this should be the ghost blood from a world of terror resurgence.

This thing shouldn't be cheap, so how come this guy who's only gone through two dungeons can get it? Either he took out a loan, or this guy has another identity besides being a guide.

But none of that matters anymore; they're all people who deserve to die anyway.

Chu Renmei is a ghost that can directly affect the real world, unless Ma Tao activates the ghost blood in his body to the extreme.

But if he did that, the resurgence of the demon blood would hasten his death.

Zhuang Sheng also noticed this and quickly shared the information he knew with Xing Lin and the others.

In the field.

With a flick of her dark blue sleeve, Chu Renmei sent Ma Tao, covered in blood, spinning several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the riverbed beneath the old bridge. The river stones and mud were so thick that he could even hear the sound of bones hitting the stones!

My internal organs all shifted, nausea surged up, a metallic taste filled my throat, and I opened my mouth and vomited out sour water and blood.

Damn it! Damn it!
Chu Renmei deserves to die, but those four bastards deserve to die even more!

They were the ones who bombed you, so why are they targeting me so relentlessly?
Ma Tao roared inwardly. Blood gushed from his body like a burst faucet, staining the surrounding area red and lingering there.

"Look, Zhao Qi and the others are bleeding too," Tu Shuyao asked, pointing in the direction of Zhao Qi and the other two.

Similar to Ma Tao's situation, no, it should be said that his situation is even worse than Ma Tao's.

Ma Tao at least still looked like a human being, but these three people hadn't done anything, yet they were kneeling there almost turning into lumps of blood, and their limbs were even melting.

Oh, so this is the contract they signed.

In the spiritual realm, each of Zhao Qi and the other two had a thin thread connecting them to Ma Tao.

It's the little devil that Ma Tao planted, as Zhao Qi mentioned.

In other words, to put it in terms of a resurgence of terror, Ma Tao planted the mark of a demon slave on them.

With these marks, the loss of control caused by the resurgence of the vengeful spirit within Ma Tao will be greatly reduced, and the corresponding side effects will be borne first by the three people who signed the contract.

Moreover, since the contract was signed voluntarily, even if these three people die as a result, he will not have his reward points deducted.

"Let's leave here first."

Suddenly realizing that this was not the time to watch the spectacle, Xing Lin quickly urged everyone to leave.

Judging from Zhao Qi and the others' barely breathing state, they obviously won't survive. Ma Tao is also terrifying. If he kills Chu Renmei with all his might later, the ghost blood in his body will probably be revived.

They will surely die here.

The survival mission doesn't end with the death of the main boss; they have to stay for a full seven days! (End of Chapter)