Chapter 1038

The evil ghost is above level 40 and below level 45. It has the characteristics of immortal creatures of the ghost system and is very resistant to beating. It is similar to the shadow Ann Yizhi has encountered before. It is difficult to kill him as long as the negative energy around him is not consumed.

In addition, ghosts are good at magic and curse, and have a similar short-range blinking movement mode. If an ordinary player team plays a consumption war with it, 80% of them will cry, which is really difficult.

But when I ran into ANN, I pointed to them

The way of moving lush grass on the plains is compressed by the sun. The space of the sword is hard to pull out. No matter how fast it is moving, the magic sword and curse are restrained by the stone slate and the purification of the grass.

Lin Linglin stood in front of an Yizhi to provide protection to prevent the evil spirits from jumping off the wall. The remaining three people took turns to output. They killed the evil spirits in less than 3 minutes. The little monk who brought them in was stunned. After all, this is an evil ghost that his master Jiechen is unable to deal with. They can only turn to the Buddha to spend it slowly. As a result, one face-to-face Kung Fu was killed

In fact, if the battlefield was not placed in a narrow place like the cave and needed to worry about landslides, the evil ghost might not even be able to say a complete word. An Yizhi would definitely touch the clay writing for the first time to attack with angry thunder.

Before his death, the evil ghost threatened to say:

"I'll make a comeback next time!"

Ann pointed out that you don't have another time.

The ghost undead has a characteristic. The low-level ghost undead are fragmented by the soul of the dead. They have no mind and are driven by resentment against the living.

High level spirits, such as this evil ghost, belong to undead creatures with complete souls, and the biggest weakness of such undead creatures is not fear of positive energy, but his body.

This is a bit similar to the Lich. The corpse is equivalent to the life box of this high-level ghost undead. Maybe the mage who studied the Lich transformation ceremony referred to the template of high-level ghost undead.

So, an Yizhi took apart the floor with his bare hands, and found a stone chamber buried by rubble. There was a coffin in it. When he opened it, he found a skeleton rotten to the point that there was only a bone shelf. This was the ghost's body.

Lush grass on the plains and ashes to ashes, and let alone the devil.

But the booty is very difficult.

The funerary objects in the tomb are pottery and jade. The former can only be thrown to archaeologists or collectors, and the latter can not be used as hard currency.

Just like people in East China can't see how awesome an Yizhi's Secret silver robe is, and people in the magical background don't know how to appreciate jade. Unlike gemstones, this thing can exchange money for any copy.

In addition to these, there is nothing worth searching. It is really not proportional to pay.

When there is no item reward and the difficulty is high, the system will generally choose to give experience value reward or increase the final settlement limit.

When the boss is finished, people... Er, the demon has also been saved. Several people are ready to go home. An Yizhi also wants to see if he has achieved some results in luring the enemy.

The monks who brought them said that when master Jiechen came back, they were going to work with the whole temple to get a Dharma for the evil ghost and recite the death mantra. I hope an Yizhi and they will also participate.

Although the goods are full of promises, it is clear that the time for this copy is running out. The plot is about to break into the final link. It is also a white promise to promise.

Of course, these are only minor details.

Bid farewell to the monks of Dabao temple and they rode down the mountain.

At this time, the rain has been much less, leaving only a drizzle. You can move happily without rain gear, which is good news.

"Angie, are you sure the other party will act?"

"Of course, otherwise they would be in such trouble for nothing."

Looking at the city gate close at hand, an pointed to Lin Linglin and said:

"Let's split up. Lingling, you have good mobility. Go to the inn in the town to find someone. I guess they should be waiting for news like the inn. You should remember it."

Lin Linglin nodded, an pointed and said to the brave invincible:

"As for the brave, go to the Huxin Pavilion and find a place to ambush. Wait for my signal. I guess I'll see it in an hour."

Back and away from lush grass on the plains.

"Let's go back to the Wang's house to finish the last step and drive the rabbit into the trap."

The players didn't speak loudly. The Wang family's son and his wife didn't hear it at all, or didn't intend to hear it at all.

The two men rode on a horse. It was called a sticky horse. They couldn't tear it apart. They played flash bombs.

This picture is not strange. I think it was also this virtue when an Yizhi and Lin Linglin just established a relationship. I wish I could go to the toilet hand in hand

Although there were two people missing, no one cared about them after returning to the Wang family, because something big happened again.

The king's family was attacked by thieves. Although master Jiechen fought hard, he still lost half of his moves. The thieves made a strong palm on the king's chest and finally went away at ease.

What's worse, Master Wang's injury is very serious. Even if master Jiechen treated him and continued his life with drugs, I'm afraid he can't last tonight.

The expression of Wang's son... Er, it's wonderful.

His son is lost, his daughter-in-law is gone, and his father is dying again. It is estimated that what happened today is enough to leave him an unforgettable psychological shadow

His wife yue'e stood on the side and grabbed her husband's hand. She didn't know how to comfort him.

"I'm not good at learning. I'm even ashamed that I can't protect old benefactor Wang completely."

Master Jiechen also blamed himself.

"Did the master see the man's face?"

"No."

He shook his head and said:

"The man not only wears night clothes, but also covers his identity with spells, and his cultivation is above the poor monk."

"How many moves?"

Master Jiechen shook his head again and probably didn't see anything.

This is also normal. Since the other party starts secretly, he will naturally carefully hide his true identity. The obvious things such as moves and methods must be covered up.

Just then, a servant with a medicine bowl came out of the room. He looked around and said:

"Who is the Taoist priest of the divine talisman gate?"

Seeing everyone looked at lush grass on the plains and ANN, the family was somewhat puzzled.

The Taoist priest's dress... Why doesn't he look like the Taoist priest?

In other words, master Jiechen was a little puzzled when he saw an Yizhi, but he was relieved.

After all, there are more teasing than on the talisman door. Those who dress in strange clothes have long been used to it

"Two Taoist priests, my master, please."

It was the servant of a large family. Knowing what to ask and what not to ask, he made an invitation gesture and helped them open the door.

As soon as the two players entered the door, they smelled a strong and pungent smell of medicine. Master Wang was seriously injured.

Walking forward, through the threshold of the outer room, you can see that old man Wang is leaning against the low couch with a listless look, his face is like gold paper, and it can't last long.

"Forgive me for not being able to meet you, Taoist priest... Eh? Taoist priest, what's your dress?"

An Yizhi waved his hand:

"Don't care about these details."

Mr. Wang really didn't care about these details and said:

"Thank you for your help this time, or I'm afraid my grandson and daughter-in-law... Cough!"

Then he coughed, picked up his handkerchief and wiped it. It was full of congestion.

"I don't have much time. I just want to thank you while I'm still alive."

From the lush grass on the Plains:

"You don't have to be polite, old man. This is what I should do."

They talked politely. An Yizhi was communicating with Haila through spiritual connection. The girl hated staying in the dimensional pocket, so she didn't want to go back since she came out to fight evil spirits. Anyway, it was almost over. An Yizhi followed her.

[Master, I found a monitoring spell in the room. Although the spell structure is a type I have never seen before, the function should be guessed correctly]

[sure enough...]

[Master, did you guess?]

[of course, that's the original purpose of the prisoner]

Seeing that the lush grass on the plains and Wang's father were almost polite, he said,

"Old man, younger martial brother and I have some treatment methods. Can you give it a try?"

"Please, Taoist priest."

An Yizhi took out the oak talisman of life and whispered:

"Vitality."

The surging life energy went into old man Wang's body and clearly saw the blood color on his face.

For ordinary players, vitality spell is a bit of healing overflow. At present, players can be satisfied with de level healing spells, but for NPC, high-level healing spells are like life-saving straw.

Whether the spell effect is good or not, the parties themselves know best. Master Wang looked surprised. He thought that an Yizhi was doing his best. The magic talisman gate was famous for healing. His injury was so heavy that it was difficult to cure with ordinary magic.

That palm almost shattered his heart. He could live only with the help of master Jiechen and the medicine of tiger and wolf. In addition, he is old. Such a serious injury can't survive tonight.

However, as soon as an pointed out his vitality, old man Wang could clearly feel that the damaged heart pulse was recovering rapidly, and even he felt that he was several years younger.

Just about to get up and say thank you, she saw an pointing up, putting her finger on her mouth and making a silent gesture.

Then Ann took out the white paper and wrote on it with a marker.

Thanks for the calligraphy class in the nine-year compulsory education. An Yizhi can also write some traditional characters, otherwise he will be blind.

He pointed to the white paper, which read "walls have ears", and then wrote "take the plan", "invite the king into the Urn" and "catch the turtle in the Urn".

As the saying goes, it's true that people grow old and become fine.

Master Wang immediately understood the meaning of an Yizhi and laid down on the low couch in a dying posture.

"Alas, I'm not good at learning. I can't cure this injury."

"The Taoist priest is no better than Jie Huai. Old man is a dying man."

The old and young are very good at acting. It's clear that they're all right to jump out of bed now. It's a bitter play.

"Grass, stick a spring symbol to help the old man leave some time for his son."

From the lush grass on the plains, he put a spring back on the king's master. Under the double effect of vitality and rejuvenation, Wang's injuries were not enough. He lived for twenty or thirty years without any problem.

However, watching the lush grass on the plains, I want to say goodbye to the grass.

Ango, your traditional word "Urn" is wrong