The coffin was a familiar one, especially to Chao Er, who had almost been carried in it once before. The person inside was also familiar, just as spirited and lively as ever, without the slightest hint of anger or resentment, but with a face that was deathly pale, more like something cut out of white paper.

  This coffin is more like a boat than a coffin, with its entire body snow-white. The large soul-summoning banner flapped without wind, making a rustling sound. That's right, it's the Snow Cypress Boat!

  The cabin door was now open, and standing on it was an old man with a white beard, holding a golden mask in one hand and the familiar fish bird scepter of Cha Wenbin in the other, smiling at them.

  "Gr...grandfather?" Zhuo Xiong involuntarily shouted, and for this "relative" who suddenly appeared and then died, he had an urge to rush over and hug him.

  Chaozi looked at Zha Wenbin and muttered: "How is this thing still here? Didn't you chop it down?"

  "Beware, the newcomer is not benevolent!" Although Cha Wenbin could be certain that this was absolutely not a living person, even if Hua Baihu hadn't died at the foot of Qiongfang Mountain and had somehow managed to arrive in this distant icy snowy land, that snow birch boat would still never appear here, and besides, there were no snow birch trees produced in this place either.

  On the other side, Zhuo Xiong had already stood up and was walking forward with a dazed expression, without noticing that one more step would lead him into the unfathomable depths of Fengyuan Lake...

  Time waits for no one, Wen Bin swiftly pulled the hemp rope around his waist, and Zhuo Xiong retreated back in an instant. Next, he immediately took out a talisman from his bag and stuck it to the back of his head, shouting loudly: "Break!"

  The talisman fell to the ground, and Zhang Wenbin picked it up, only to see a black line on its back. He looked at the boat in front of him, slowly took out his lighter, lit the talisman, and with a flick of his wrist, it turned into ashes in an instant.

  The surrounding fog dispersed, and the boat, coffin, and person all disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared at all. The lake surface returned to calmness once again. Only Zhuo Xiong was left, lying in the small boat like he was drunk, his face flushed red, eyes tightly closed, with only a faint black line visible on his forehead.

  Cha Wenbin crouched beside him, lifted his eyelids to take a look, then took out a bag of chicken blood from his bag, carefully opened a small hole and sucked a mouthful with his own mouth.

  After the temple assistant had manipulated it for a while, his mouth made a "psst" sound, and a bright red glob of chicken blood landed on Zhuo Xiong's forehead. Strangely, this blood seemed to be able to penetrate human skin, and it felt as if it was being absorbed by him, gradually decreasing in amount. When the last drop of chicken blood disappeared, the black line on Zhuo Xiong's forehead also vanished along with it.

  Cha Wenbin finally let out a sigh of relief: "It's all right now."

  Zhuo Xiong slowly opened his eyes, he felt that although there was no sun in the sky, it still looked a bit dazzling. He rubbed his eyelids and said: "I think I saw my grandfather."

  Cha Wenbin patted his shoulder and said, "Listen to me, that's your illusion." He turned his head to the crowd and said, "In this place, there seems to be an ability to turn people's inner thoughts into reality and truly display them in front of everyone. If we indulge in wild thoughts, who knows what other things will appear just like what you all saw earlier."

  Chao Zi tilted his head and said: "Dazzle?"

  Cha Wenbin wasn't very sure, but just now Zhuo Xiong was indeed possessed by an evil spirit, extremely dangerous. However, he had taken a look around and although the place was eerie, there was no killing energy, let alone anything unclean. If it were an eye-deceiving technique, it would require him to break through three levels to dispel it, then the person who cast the spell would be too formidable, able to quietly and stealthily scare them all stiff, almost taking Zhuo Xiong's life.

  Under the weight of it all, Cha Wenbin gave this explanation: "A demon in one's heart!"

  "What's wrong?" Zhuo Xiong asked.

  Cha Wenbin nodded and said, "At first, you mentioned that there might be ghosts appearing here, which is equivalent to giving yourself a hint. Coupled with your grandfather's passing, this is the only close relative you know of, so you must have been worried about it. With your hint about ghosts, we have created such an illusion. Just like the food demon we encountered at first, but this place is even more eerie, able to infinitely magnify people's evil thoughts deep in their hearts. Everyone has weaknesses, and your weakness is your nostalgia for loved ones."

  After Wen Bin finished speaking, Zhuo Xiong stood still for a while and said slowly: "Brother Wen Bin, what you said is not wrong. Just now, I really did flash back all our experiences in Qifeng Mountain in my mind at an extremely fast speed, just like slides, and then...and then I really saw it."

  Chaozi patted Zhu Xiong's back and said, "You little brat, stop daydreaming, you almost got me killed. Luckily it was your grandfather who thought of it, if it were those Di people who crawled out from the ground cracks, none of us could have withstood it."

  Zha Wenbin's face turned pale at once, his lips trembling slightly as he said: "Shut up, all of you! From now on, just think about how to get out, don't mention anything else!"

  The calm lake surface suddenly cracked open like a huge mouth, and the earth-shaking sound came rushing in like a landslide, with water on both sides surging outwards, tossing the small rubber boat back and forth, almost capsizing.

  Chaozi's face turned pale as he grasped the eyelet on the boat, and he seemed to understand Cha Wenbin's words still echoing in his ears. Here, not only could he not think wildly, but also couldn't speak wildly.

  This is a wave that has just subsided and another one rises, no matter how great Wen Bin's skills are, he can't grasp the momentum of this fierce and sinister trend. The white-bearded man in his heart is just a dead person who understands some doors, and the Snow Boat and Golden Mask were also cut down by himself, but if it's really the Di people...

  Will there be another him?

  The rumbling battle cries and the unique howls of the Di people have already come from the bottom of the lake, accompanied by the collision of various metals and the shouting of war songs. The crowd on the boat took out their own stuff one after another.

  When the first scale-clad Di person leapt out of the lake with a bronze spear, the bullet from Chao's gun accurately hit its forehead. The blooming blood flower instantly mixed with the lake water, indistinguishable from each other, but added a hint of fishy smell to this tranquil red hue.

  Gunfire erupted all around, the consumption of bullets was far from keeping up with the number of Hydronians, Super and Zhu Xiong had even resorted to using hand grenades, directly throwing them into the unknown depths of the crevice. The splashing water flowers, whether it was blood or lake water, dyed everyone a deep red.

  This side is killing with great momentum, but human power is always being consumed, while the Di people emerging from the bottom of the lake show no signs of decline, as if they have endless supply, and the shouting voices even have a trend of getting louder and louder.

  Cha Wenbin let the four of them take the bow, he understood that relying on this close combat, persisting would only lead to a dead end, it was just a matter of time. Against such an illusory yet almost real thing, human strength was too small, he had to find a way to break through!

  "Start!" Zhang Wenbin let out a loud shout, the paper talisman in his hand rose up. As usual, he would wait for the incantation to finish before proceeding with the ritual. It was the same routine as before, but this time, he hadn't expected things to turn out like this.

  The talisman had just risen, the Seven Star Sword hadn't even touched it yet, when a Di tribesman suddenly leapt up, grabbed the talisman with both hands and stuffed it into his own mouth. He actually swallowed this Heavenly Thunder Talisman! What made Cha Wenbin's heart skip a beat was that he couldn't control the talisman at all. A Daoist's talismans are written with their own vital blood, so they can naturally communicate with each other spiritually. Yet now, there wasn't even a hint of feeling.

  That tall, leaping Di person quickly fell and charged towards Cha Wenbin. On the other side, Chaozi, who had just replaced his magazine, swiftly raised his hand and fired a shot, hitting it in the neck. "!" A burst of blood exploded, bursting in mid-air right in front of Cha Wenbin.

  Cha Wenbin tried to calm himself down, the more chaotic his mind was, the worse the situation would become. He quickly unfolded a bag, pulled out a blank talisman paper, bit his middle finger and started drawing on it.

  He concentrated on drawing, reminding himself in his mind, with only the symbols and paper in his eyes, completely disregarding the scattered limbs and bloodstains around him. When the last stroke was finished, Cha Wenbin raised the symbol again and shouted loudly:

  "I command the Five Emperors and the Great General of the Five Directions to dispatch 100,000 officers to descend and capture all kinds of ghosts. First, capture the ghosts that haunt villages and alleys, homes and courtyards, and those that deceive travelers. Next, capture the ghosts that haunt doors, gates, wells, and stoves. Then, capture the ghosts that cause calamities, disasters, and evil omens. Next, capture the ghosts of young boys and girls. Then, capture the ghosts that worship idols and false gods. Next, capture the ghosts that sing and dance alone with joy and laughter. Then, capture the ghosts that spread poison and disease on roads and paths. Next, capture the ghosts that haunt mountains, forests, and rocky cliffs. Then, capture the ghosts that cause illness and epidemics in all eight directions. Next, capture the ghosts that summon people's souls and spirits. Then, capture the ghosts with names and those without names. Next, capture the ghosts of the Ming dynasty's stone tablets. Then, capture the ghosts of the unknown and uninvited. Next, capture the ghosts under beds and in doghouses. Then, capture the ghosts that roam at night and cause evil and chaos. Next, capture the ghosts that haunt mountains, forests, and temples. Then, capture the ghosts of the four heavenly kings' dead soldiers. Next, capture the ghosts of headless and armless soldiers. Then, capture the ghosts of Wu Zixu and other rebels. Next, capture the ghosts of bandits and thieves. Then, capture the ghosts of defeated armies and dead soldiers. Next, capture the ghosts that cause diarrhea and bloating. Then, capture the ghosts that cause strange diseases and convulsions. Next, capture the ghosts that haunt clouds and summon spirits. Then, capture the ghosts that ring bells and blow horns to summon spirits. Next, capture the ghosts that strangle people to death. Then, capture the ghosts that drown people. Next, capture the ghosts of the Qiang and Yi tribes. Then, capture the ghosts of the six barbarian tribes. Next, capture the ghosts of the Hu, Di, Man, and other tribes. Then, capture the ghosts from the east, south, west, north, and center directions. Next, capture the ghosts that cause families to become extinct. Then, capture the ghosts that die from strange diseases. Next, capture the ghosts with white hair and leprosy. Then, capture the ghosts with foul-smelling sores. Next, capture the ghosts of those who died in markets and were beheaded or hanged. Then, capture the ghosts that make evil noises like cawing crows. Next, capture the ghosts that die from cold and frostbite. Then, capture the ghosts that hide their forms and shadows. Next, capture the ghosts that speak nonsense and confuse people. Then, capture the ghosts of domestic animals. Next, capture the ghosts that hate people's souls and spirits. Then, capture the ghosts with white bones that were not buried. Finally, capture the ghosts that recently died and still linger to harm people.

  Mouse-headed human-bodied ghost, cow-headed human-bodied ghost, tiger-headed human-bodied ghost, rabbit-headed human-bodied ghost, dragon-headed human-bodied ghost, snake-headed human-bodied ghost, horse-headed human-bodied ghost, sheep-headed human-bodied ghost, monkey-headed human-bodied ghost, dog-headed human-bodied ghost, pig-headed human-bodied ghost!

  Hurry up and obey this command!"

  Boom! After a burst of flames, the talisman paper flew towards the crack...

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