There's a big problem with dreams in this world.

The entity clinging to her body gently supported her, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in Lu Qing's heart.

"Is this dream going to fail?"

Just as Lu Qing was thinking this, suddenly, because Lu Qing's body went limp, a small gap appeared in the waist bag that was originally tightly wrapped.

A grayish-white light flickered constantly through the gap, seeping out from the waist bag.

"!"

Lu Qing felt the burden on her body suddenly lighten, and at the same time, the things that were tightly wrapped around her suddenly loosened.

Although she didn't know why, Lu Qing, who had barely regained some strength, knew clearly what she should do at this moment.

She struggled violently, and shouted "Help!" in rapid succession.

The townspeople around were startled by Lu Qing's voice. They opened their eyes and, upon seeing Lu Qing's condition, immediately became agitated.

They had no time to pray. They weren't priests. Although they had reverence for God, they would definitely choose their own safety over their own lives.

Ignoring Lu Qing struggling on the ground, the townspeople glanced at her and then ran away in terror.

Lu Qing didn't know what they had seen that made them so frightened, and in fact, she didn't expect these townspeople to save her.

The priest had stopped praying the moment Lu Qing cried out for help, and he was already standing in front of her as the townspeople fled.

The old priest held a sword in one hand, while his other hand swiftly reached for his waist, from which a handful of pure white crystals were scattered.

"laugh......."

A sound like something being corroded rang out, followed by a shrill scream.

Just hearing that scream gave Lu Qing a splitting headache.

This attack seems to have injured the opponent, as the restraints on her body have been lifted at this moment.

She quickly got up from the ground and hurriedly hid behind the old priest.

Only then did Lu Qing see what had attacked her.

She also discovered that, at some point, a message had been written in her notebook and quill pen without her noticing. If she wasn't mistaken, it must have been written down when she was about to lose consciousness.

[You desperately try to call for help, but no sound comes out. Your body temperature is dropping, and you may soon become a corpse, discovered after the prayers, causing panic. But there's always a way out. Just as you're about to lose consciousness, the tears you kept in your waist bag begin to glisten...]

"So it was you who saved me?"

Lu Qing picked up the tear from her waist bag, and sure enough, a grayish-white light was constantly flashing on this tear that had not yet been completely tainted.

The mental signboard jolted, and a message appeared on it.

[Humanity: Anna's tears still retain human conscience and kindness; she will protect all humans who possess her tears from the attacks of the ghosts.]

"Thank you."

With these thoughts in mind, Lu Qing clenched her tears in her hands, then looked at the culprit who had attacked her.

Its grayish-white body seemed to float in the air like mist, with eerie ghost fire emanating from it, and a distorted face appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Just thinking about how that very thing had been wrapped around her body made Lu Qing's skin crawl, and her body trembled slightly.

The ghost in front of him seemed somewhat wary of the priest, its expression constantly shifting within the mist, its two claws made of mist appearing as if they were about to pounce and tear the priest to shreds at any moment.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Lu Qing always had the feeling that the other person was paying attention to her all the time.

No, it's less about her own concerns and more about the tears in her palms!

Time passed second by second, and finally, the ghost in front of him could no longer contain itself. With a silent roar, the ghost turned into mist and pounced on the priest!

The priest looked at the ghost rushing towards him, his muscles tense, but he did not rush to raise the sword in his right hand.

He's waiting...

"call!"

A gentle breeze suddenly blew by, and just as the ghost was about to reach the old priest and raise its claws to attack, it suddenly accelerated and changed direction!

It was like a rapidly twisting snake, slicing across the old priest's waist and rushing straight towards Lu Qing, who was hiding behind the priest!

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A piercing scream reached Lu Qing's ears. The moment the ghost rushed up, she, who was already on guard, immediately raised the tears she was holding in her hand!

The grayish-white light pierced the ghost's body like a sharp sword. Enduring the headache caused by the screams, Lu Qing reached out her other hand and shoved the candle she had secretly picked up earlier into the ghost's face!

Surprisingly effective, the flame on the grayish-white candle spread rapidly the moment it came into contact with the ghost, as if it had ignited some flammable gas.

This makes it look more like a fire elemental while floating in the air.

After being scorched by the flames, the ghost in front of them struggled in agony.

Its body swayed continuously in the air, and its terrifying screams seemed to tear the sky apart.

At that very moment, the old priest's longsword pierced precisely into the ghost's distorted face, the silver-white blade gleaming with a deep blue light under the moonlight.

The screams abruptly stopped, and the ghost's body quickly turned into powder, drifting to the ground.

To Lu Qing's surprise, the powder on the ground was actually a game item with attributes.

【Item Name: Ghost Powder】

[Item Quality: Gray]

[Description: Powder formed after a ghost dies. It is generally grayish-white, but reflects a ghostly blue light when illuminated by moonlight. When ignited, it forms a very low-temperature will-o'-the-wisp. It has some alchemical value and good magical conductivity.]

[Skills: None (Material items will not have skills unless they have special effects)]

[Note: Another poor soul who couldn't fulfill their obsession has died, which is why I prefer using bone powder—by an unknown alchemist.]

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Chapter Ten: Companion Evil Spirit

"This is a symbiotic evil spirit..."

The old priest swept the powder off the ground with his longsword and said solemnly.

"A companion evil spirit?" Lu Qing asked, puzzled.

“A weaker type of evil spirit, which cannot be born naturally, is formed after someone dies painfully and their soul is enslaved by a legitimate evil spirit. It is much weaker than a legitimate evil spirit,” the priest explained.

After speaking, he sheathed his longsword and looked at Lu Qing, saying:

"When a companion evil spirit dies, it only leaves behind powder, not crystals. Since there is a companion evil spirit, it means that there is an orthodox evil spirit that commands this evil spirit. It seems that you have been targeted by this evil spirit."

"Then, what should I do?" Lu Qing asked hurriedly.

According to the old priest, the power of the companion evil spirit is much weaker than that of the orthodox evil spirit. However, even such a weak companion evil spirit is beyond his ability to deal with, let alone the orthodox evil spirit.

Ultimately, the difficulty of this dream is only at the gray level. Since there is a problem, there must be a way to solve it.

The old priest was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Come with me, I can offer you a little help."

Following the old priest into the church, the old priest asked Lu Qing to wait there for a while, while he went down the stairs to the basement.

About five minutes later, the old priest returned from the basement, carrying several items in his hands.

"This is a mithril ingot. Take it to the blacksmith and ask him to forge a weapon for you, it's free," the old priest said, handing a silvery-white metal ingot to Lu Qing.

Then, he took out two glass bottles containing a pale golden liquid and said, "This contains diluted holy water. Drinking it can remove some abnormal statuses. If you pour it on your weapon, it can cause greater damage to evil spirits. Of course, you can also splash it directly on evil spirits, but that would be a waste."

“Even mithril weapons cannot directly attack ghosts. You need to pour holy water on the weapon or sprinkle salt on the ghost to make it materialize for a period of time, so that physical means can attack and harm it.”

"That's all I can do. May the God of Light bless you," the old priest said once again, drawing on his chest.

"Thank you so much for your help!" Lu Qing said gratefully as she took the props from the old priest.

Although it was just a dream, Lu Qing still held the old man in front of her in high esteem.

It goes without saying that these things must be quite valuable, but the old priest just gave them to her like that.

With a smile, the old priest said, "I am simply protecting every child created by the God of Light."

"Go back and rest. Go see the blacksmith tomorrow morning."

After saying this, the old priest left without looking back. Lu Qing held the few items in her hands, her feelings inevitably complicated.

"This dream was so real, it felt like I was talking to a real person," Lu Qing thought to herself.

Back in her room, Lu Qing lay on the bed, exhausted from the fight, and soon fell asleep again.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock at the door. Lu Qing opened her eyes, got out of bed, and opened the door.

"It's John, good morning." She looked at the person in front of her and rubbed her eyes.

“Good morning, this is breakfast, the priest asked me to bring it,” John said.

"Ah, thanks."

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Qing took the bread, thought for a moment, then took out two silver coins from her waist and handed them to John, saying:

"I feel bad about eating and staying here for free. Could you please give this to the priest for me? Consider it payment for my stay."

"Ah, this..."

After hesitating for a moment, John took the silver coin from Lu Qing and said, "I will give it to the priest. If you want to wash your face, you can go to the lawn behind the church. There is a pool there."

"I see."

Watching John slowly walk away, Lu Qing picked up the bread expressionlessly and put it in her mouth to chew.

"Ugh, it wasn't very tasty to begin with, and I didn't have much of an appetite when I first woke up..."

That being said, filling one's stomach is the most important thing no matter what. After quickly finishing the bread, Lu Qing washed her hands and face at the pool in the back and then left the church.

She was going to the blacksmith's shop to ask him to forge her a mithril weapon, but then again, one mithril ingot was only enough to forge one dagger.

Or should we add some other metals to forge a complete longsword?

Thinking of this, Lu Qing couldn't help but recall the properties of mithril ingots and holy water.

There's not much to say; it works just as the priest described, making it perfect for dealing with extraordinary monsters.

When she arrived at the blacksmith's shop, it was still early morning, and the blacksmith had just started working. The crisp sound of hammering metal rhythmically reached Lu Qing's ears.

"Is that the little girl from yesterday? Did she participate in the group prayer last night? I heard from those who did that there was an accident last night."

Before she even reached the shopkeeper, the blacksmith had already spotted Lu Qing. As he forged the iron, he said to her: