Chapter 10

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Tricked!

Wujiao fell face-first to the ground, landing with a thud. Before he could clearly see his surroundings, he already understood his situation.

Do I need to think more? It must be a trick!

That Mu Shen may have a good face, but he's not a good person at heart. He lured me to this desolate mountain, surely to rob and kill me!

Who made me get on the bandit's ship? This is what they call a single misstep leading to eternal regret!

However, it seems there is a cave within a cave here. The noise just now must have been from the stone door closing. He should have killed me on the spot, so why did he do this extra step...

Wujiao lay on the ground and looked up.

It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything. But a cold, eerie chill was coming, mixed with a faint, putrid smell that made him want to vomit.

Wujiao reached out to grab the fallen package, intending to find a flint to light up. As he fumbled around, he seemed to touch something. He quickly pulled it to his side and then felt around with both hands, puzzled.

The thing he grabbed was shriveled and cold.

What is this...

At that moment, a faint "puff" sound tore through the darkness, followed by a flickering flame.

Wujiao was still stunned when he suddenly realized he was holding a person.

No, with the light, it turned out to be a shriveled corpse!

Wujiao's face changed in fear, and he scrambled backward. But in an instant, he froze in place.

Heaven! The place was littered with corpses... What... What kind of place is this?

The light came from a pottery bowl, near which was a stone coffin. In other words, the light was from the eternal lamp of the dead. In the cold, dim light, a cave about ten feet in size appeared. With the corpses all around, it was clearly a tomb...

Wujiao's eyes blinked rapidly as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Before he could recover from his shock, he was stunned again.

"Boom—"

A dull sound came from the stone coffin, followed by the lid slowly moving. In a moment, a figure emerged, disheveled and unrecognizable, stretching out its bent fingers and floating up, emitting a strange laugh!

Oh no, that's either a reanimated corpse or a demon...

Wujiao didn't think twice, jumped up, and ran, but in his panic, he collided with the stone door, stars dancing before his eyes as he fell to the ground.

The laughter drew closer: "Heh heh... My disciple is very filial... He has brought me another blood offering..."

That damned Mu Shen, to have a demon as a master.

And what is a blood offering? Could the corpses on the ground be my ultimate fate...

Wujiao frantically hit the stone door, but it didn't budge. There was no way out in the sealed cave. In despair, he turned around, and the stinking black shadow suddenly pounced.

It's over, I'm going to die! To die like this, so foolishly, is truly pathetic...

Wujiao, knowing he was about to die, was no longer afraid and leaped up to fight. Suddenly, he had an idea and hurriedly took out a piece of animal skin from his chest and slapped it on himself.

This is a treasure given by Qi Sanren, said to be an escape talisman and a sword talisman. No matter what, it should be useful.

Hey, why is there no reaction?

Wujiao had no time to think and quickly took out another piece of animal skin and slapped it hard. But it slipped off like a leaf, just like the first one.

Qi Sanren, are you trying to harm me? What kind of useless talisman is this?

At the same time, the black shadow was right in front of him...

Wujiao was terrified and tried to dodge, but he suddenly froze, as if bewitched, unable to move. He stared in shock and let out a weak sigh.

Sigh! Even if I am cautious, I still can't escape my fate. It's a pity to die in this desolate mountain, unable to avenge my family or let Ziyun Fairy know...

The ghostly hand was already at his chest, the inch-long nails gleaming with a cold, eerie light. In a flash, he would be dead. But at that moment, something strange happened.

There was a "bang," and his clothes tore. Instead of his chest being ripped open, a black light suddenly shot out, instantly "boom" and the ghostly hand and the black shadow were thrown away. Then the mist swirled, and there were continuous screams, as if the black shadow was struggling but couldn't escape, making the entire cave seem to be in a whirlpool, the fierce wind making it hard to breathe.

A moment later, there was another piercing scream, and a figure fell to the ground with a "thud." The mist quickly dissipated, and a short sword wobbled and fell...

Wujiao's mouth was still half-open, looking like he had lost his soul. Even when he realized he could move again, he stood there in disbelief.

He thought he was about to die, but at the critical moment, he was saved.

And what saved him was the short sword left by his father?

Just a broken sword, why is it so miraculous? Could it be that someone has been chasing him not to eliminate him but for another reason?

The eternal lamp in front of the stone coffin was still lit, though it flickered slightly. The surroundings returned to silence, the heavy cold air lingering. Despite the huge change in the cave, it seemed isolated from the world...

Wujiao glanced at the still-closed stone door behind him, then looked at the tear in his shirt, still in shock. After a moment, he cautiously took a few steps, picked up the short sword from the ground, and examined it closely.

The short sword in its sheath looked the same, except the rust seemed to have faded by a third. Otherwise, there was nothing special. In a corner about two feet away, the ghostly figure lay, no longer terrifying, just a shriveled, emaciated body, as if its essence and blood had been drained, similar to the other dry corpses nearby. But its exposed face and arms were a strange black, covered in black hair.

Wujiao, still shaken, sighed deeply.

He saw clearly just now that his short sword had the power to ward off ghosts. If so, he must have a hidden treasure without knowing it. And the two mysterious corpses a few days ago, could they be related?

Wujiao thought about it, his expression changing, and he gripped the short sword tightly, feeling lucky.

A true treasure! It can ward off ghosts and protect its owner. It's a good thing he kept it close to his chest, or he wouldn't have survived.

But who is that ghostly figure, and why was it hiding in the coffin, and even had a disciple, who seemed quite powerful...

Wujiao was puzzled but didn't rush to investigate. Instead, he put the short sword back in his chest, looked around, and with a disgusted look, picked up the package from among the dry corpses. A moment later, he picked up the two harmful animal skin talismans.

I'll keep them as evidence to settle accounts with Qi Sanren later!

The stone door was still immovable, and perhaps Mu Shen was gloating. The dozen or so dry corpses on the ground must have been the "blood offerings" he lured. Hmph, I won't let him off. But how can I deal with someone who knows magic with just my fists?

I need to find a way out and escape!

Wujiao gradually calmed down, slowly approached the dry corpse, and confirmed that the ghostly figure wouldn't attack again before truly relaxing. He then bravely walked to the stone coffin, tiptoed, and looked inside. But before he could see clearly, he quickly covered his nose and turned to retch.

The stone coffin was too smelly, almost suffocating.

Wujiao paused for a moment, covered his nose, turned, and picked up the eternal lamp to examine the inside of the stone coffin.

The stone coffin was placed on the ground, about half a person's height, made of black stone, over ten feet long, and about three feet wide, with a lid about three inches thick covering half of it. The entire stone coffin was eerie, making one uncomfortable. With the light of the eternal lamp, he saw a few items scattered at the bottom.

They were shallow and easy to see, clearly left by the ghostly figure, meaning they were not auspicious.

Wujiao was about to give up but then had a thought.

The ghostly figure lived in this cave, feeding on human essence and blood, and even had a disciple, indicating it had some background. The items it left behind might not be ordinary!

Wujiao took a deep breath, leaned into the stone coffin, and after a few moments, quickly pulled back, squatted on the ground, put down the eternal lamp, and spread out his sleeves, shaking them cautiously.

A few items fell out of his sleeves, the items from the stone coffin.

Five thumb-sized stones, not quite jade, not quite glass, with sharp edges, shimmering with a crystalline glow; a white jade tablet, about as thick as a finger, over three inches long, somewhat worn and old; a yellow animal skin, about a foot square, covered in writing.

Wujiao hesitated for a moment, then spread out the animal skin and examined it closely. The writing was small, a few hundred characters, slightly blurred but still readable. The first four characters were "Tianxing Fuding."

A scripture? The ghostly figure eats people, and it also reads scriptures to save them...

"Bang—"

Wujiao was still puzzled by the animal skin when he heard a noise. Without thinking, he quickly grabbed the items and stuffed them into his sleeves.

Three figures hurried in as the stone door opened. The young man and woman in the lead seemed to be newcomers, and upon seeing the ground littered with corpses and someone squatting with an oil lamp, they both stopped in surprise. The person behind them held a torch and curiously called back, "Mu Daoist, why don't you come in together..."

The man standing alone outside was Mu Shen. He made a gesture with his hands, hesitated, then casually waved his sleeves and walked in, feigning surprise, "Daoist Wu, are you alright?"

Wujiao looked at the three unexpected strangers and then at Mu Shen.

What does this mean, not taking responsibility for harming someone?

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