ebookland Chapter 125 The Fear Once Again
Chapter 125 The Fear Once Again
"Spirit possession? What spirit possession?"
Ding Yi had a vague premonition of something bad, so he took a step back and stood behind Sun Qiao'er.
In fact, during the time Ding Yi worked in the archives, he had seen some mentions of "spirit possession" in some case files.
But for some reason, the case file seems to avoid mentioning this "spirit possession" very much, often just glossing over it, only writing that "those who possess spirits are hated by heaven and earth, and within a radius of ten miles, not a blade of grass grows."
"This is a special state of worship, where one can communicate with the deity to descend upon oneself by using the trace of divinity within the jade-level statue as a guide."
Sun Qiao'er's expression was solemn as she quietly slipped the Autumn Moon Soft Sword into her hand, explaining as she spoke.
"Isn't this divine intervention?"
Ding Yi was also taken aback.
"Lord Ding, let's go quickly. This séance is not someone we can handle."
Sun Qiao'er looked at Du Ji over there and urged him on.
"Can't you summon a spirit too? Oh, I forgot, you're worshipping me now."
Ding Yi was about to have Sun Qiao'er try spirit possession when he suddenly remembered that Sun Qiao'er had changed her appearance, and a new idea came to his mind.
If Sun Qiao'er can truly possess a spirit, then is it her own consciousness possessing her, or is it that the Yin-Yang evil god breaking free of its shackles and regaining control of Sun Qiao'er?
However, this was clearly not the time to think about such things. Ding Yi took another look at Du Ji in front of him, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind:
Evil gods must be very valuable, right? Let's try and see if we can deal with them.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi suddenly gave an order to the black-armored guards who had just gotten up from the courtyard:
"on!"
The black-armored guards obeyed the order and immediately rushed towards Duji without hesitation. They all drew their long swords and slashed at the blood-covered Duji.
But upon seeing this, Duji suddenly revealed a strange smile. Then, with a wave of his hand, the three or four black-armored guards in the air all exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
Immediately afterward, Duji opened his mouth and inhaled, all the blood mist transforming into a red stream of air that entered his mouth. After the blood mist disappeared, he even smacked his lips and muttered something under his breath:
"So you're a follower of the Yin-Yang Palace. You really do have a foul smell."
"Fuck!"
Ding Yi's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene. The salvation after the descent of the spirit was so powerful!
You have to understand that those black-armored guards wear specially made black armor. Even if they are not in battle formation, they can't be as fragile as paper!
At that moment, Duji's gaze also turned to Ding Yi.
The moment their eyes met, Ding Yi broke out in a cold sweat.
"vomit."
At the same time, an unbearable urge to vomit suddenly surged from Ding Yi's stomach to his palate, almost making him throw up.
"What the hell is this?!"
Ding Yi was shocked. Just a moment ago, he felt as if his body had been seen through by something, as if he had been watched by something in the dark. At the same time, his cells and organs sent an extremely strong sense of discomfort to his brain, which made him feel nauseous.
This was the first time Ding Yi had felt such a direct sense of threat since entering the Blood Exchange Realm.
The last time Ding Yigang had this feeling was when he traveled through time and met Old Man Wei in Xiaotan Village.
Feeling the strong warning signals constantly emanating from his mind, Ding Yi had lost the desire to fight. He would never engage in a battle he wasn't confident of winning.
A strategic retreat!
Having made up his mind, Ding Yi quickly said to Sun Qiao'er:
"withdraw!"
The two turned and retreated quickly, while the remaining black-armored guards blocked Duji's path without fear of death, drawing their long swords and glaring at him menacingly.
Upon seeing this, Duji's smile widened, almost reaching his ears, a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.
"What a wonderful place, with so many little desserts."
Duji ignored the black-armored guards in front of him, took a deep breath, and then revealed a satisfied expression.
"They're all mine, they're all mine..."
Duji suddenly stopped smiling, his face returning to a solemn and dignified expression. He did not pursue Ding Yi and Sun Qiao'er, but instead stood in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for something.
Seeing this, the black-armored guards looked at each other, but dared not step forward. They could only stand in the courtyard, and the two remained in a stalemate with Duji.
On the other side, after Ding Yi and Sun Qiao'er left the courtyard, they witnessed a shocking scene not long afterward.
Under the dim night sky, the streets, which were usually deserted at this time, were now filled with people.
Large numbers of residents walked the streets, their expressions blank, their hands clasped together, and most of their hair had fallen out, revealing their white scalps.
"Namnemusvier..."
"Namnemusvier..."
..
The group chanted strange scriptures as they walked step by step toward this place.
"What's going on with these guys?"
Upon seeing this, Ding Yi was stunned and couldn't help but ask.
"Master, their minds have been taken over by the Golden Light Demon of Baiyun Temple, and their bodies have been invaded. They are now half-demons."
Sun Qiao'er sighed.
"No way, it's gotten like this in such a short time?"
Ding Yi was somewhat incredulous.
The numb expressions on the faces of the people in front of him reminded him of the villagers in Xiaotan Village.
If it is really as Sun Qiao'er said, then although these people are tainted by evil energy, they will not gain any lifespan even if they are killed, just like Old Man Wei and his wife back then.
"It's probably because the people at Baiyun Temple didn't intend to manage this city for a long time, so they used the most direct method."
Sun Qiao'er analyzed.
"Now that you mention it..."
Upon hearing Sun Qiao'er's words, Ding Yi suddenly remembered something and quickly and quietly activated the Exorcism Technique. Sure enough, lines of prompts appeared before his eyes the next moment:
"You have refined a wisp of Golden Light Fiend; your lifespan increases by 0.2 days."
"You have refined a wisp of Golden Light Fiend; your lifespan increases by 0.2 days."
...
really!
Ding Yi's eyes lit up. This place might be a disaster for ordinary people, but it could be a blessed land for him!
The pervasive malevolent aura actually made Ding Yi feel a pang of heartache.
How wonderful it would be to gather all the evil energy into one's own body!
"Go to my house, I need to get something."
Ding Yi suddenly thought of something and said to Sun Qiao'er.
Sun Qiao'er nodded, and then followed Ding Yi as they ran quickly toward his residence.
The two of them, one after the other, leaped between rooftops and sped toward Ding Yi's residence under the cover of night.
Along the way, they did see panicked constables and black-armored guards.
Because these people are either worshippers or martial artists, they can resist the invasion of evil energy and will not be affected in the short term.
They kept setting up obstacles on the streets or boarding up the wooden doors of residents' homes in an attempt to stop their actions.
However, their actions were clearly of limited effect, as their numbers were too small to stop the growing number of infected people.
Ding Yi then looked towards the outer city along the street and found that many lights had been lit up in the outer city, indicating that the people there had also noticed the anomaly in the inner city.
"Hopefully, this place won't be shrouded in a strange wall like in Xiaotan Village, otherwise the people of this city..."
Ding Yi's gaze darkened slightly, and his pace unconsciously quickened a bit.
Soon, Ding Yi arrived at his residence.
He ordered Sun Qiao'er to wait outside, while he went inside and dug out the package he had hidden in the kitchen.
Unpacking the package, Ding Yi took out the quicksand map and slowly unfolded it under the moonlight.
On the quicksand map, a bright red cross, as if about to drip blood, suddenly appeared, making Ding Yi's face turn ugly.