Spirit Walker

"Boom..."

There was another sound like a knock on the door.

There's something next door!

Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly replaced the rusted kitchen knife with a rusted short knife, and replaced the wooden stick with a long spear.

Carrying the weapon, he ran out of the room with light steps, the moonlight was like frost, and the surroundings were silent.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned over and leaned against the window secretly.

The paper on which the window was pasted was already torn. He squatted under the window, raised his head cautiously, and looked in through a crack in the lattice window.

The frosty moonlight was compressed into beams of light by the holes in the roof, bringing light to this narrow room.

Seeing the scene in the house, Zhang Yuanqing froze for a while.

In the dark and silent room, there were three old coffins with mottled black paint and dusty lids.

There were two mummified corpses lying on the side of the coffin, wearing protective clothing, one of which had a copper awl rolling down from its hand.

The awl caught Zhang Yuanqing's attention. It was half arm length, made of brass, and the handle was engraved with incantations and carvings. patina.

A picture appeared in his mind for no reason, a hand of Lady Sandaoshan, with five fingers folded together as a grip.

But the palm is empty.

"Boom..."

The muffled sound came again, forcing Zhang Yuanqing to move his eyes to the coffin in the middle.

A sour "creak" sounded, and the coffin lid slowly slid open.

A blue-black palm reached out and grabbed the edge of the coffin.

Then, a terrifying figure sat up from the coffin.

Through the bright moonlight shining down from the roof, Zhang Yuanqing could see what the thing looked like, wrapped in ragged clothes, his face was swollen, highly rotten, and his dead eyeballs bulged out.

Her hair was like dry grass, messing up on her head.

"Hoho~"

It raised its head, towards the moonlight above it, exhaled a turbid corpse breath, and its two fangs were startling.

Zombies? Zombies!

Zhang Yuanqing felt that his uncle Ying had a ptsd attack.

It turned out to be a zombie, yes, it should be a zombie, otherwise, what is the significance of the corpse-suppressing talisman? Zhang Yuanqing had a desire to retreat, and at this point in his exploration, the information he had obtained was enough.

It's time to go back to the main hall.

But at this moment, the shoulders suddenly sank, and the familiar coldness came, eroding the body, bringing the coolness of goose bumps.

At this critical moment, the shoulder-bending ghost came.

Fifteen minutes have come... Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank.

In this ancient temple full of crises, the spirit is highly tense, and it is difficult to separate the mind to count the time silently. It can only be speculated by feeling, which will lead to deviations.

The appearance of the Wraith on the Shoulder made it worse, and the next scene added fuel to the fire.

As if smelling the breath of a living person, the zombie sitting in the coffin put away its head-raising motion, and dropped its protruding eyeballs, looked out the window, and peeped into its own eyes.

...... Zhang Yuanqing jumped up in the horror of goosebumps, turned his head and ran.

As soon as he turned around, he heard a loud 'clang' as the coffin cover fell to the ground.

Dare not to look back, carrying the resentful spirit on his shoulders, he ran with heavy steps.

There was another loud bang, and the door was knocked flying.

As Zhang Yuanqing ran wildly, he turned his head and saw a terrifying figure wrapped in tattered clothes rushed out of the room, jumped violently, and chased after him like a hungry tiger rushing towards a sheep.

Is this a zombie? Stuck where? His face changed greatly, the soles of his feet spun, he turned around with the help of inertia, and stabbed the zombie in the chest with a shot.

The tail of the spear was placed on the ground with a pestle, forming a simple horse-rejecting stake.

At the same time, he saw a hideous hole in the chest of the zombie, and the heart seemed to have been dug out.

Big Brother? Zombies are the senior brothers in the Codex!

The next moment, the zombie charged with a long spear, the body of the spear with a thick finger collapsed like a full moon, and then snapped with a 'click'.

Before he could think about it, Zhang Yuanqing seized the opportunity created by the spear and rolled past the zombie's feet, his nose filled with the smell of corpse, and the sound of a big knife slashing to the ground sounded behind him.

He rolled all the way behind the zombie, flicked his knees, jumped up, and swung the short knife in his hand.

"when!"

The short knife slashed at the back of the zombie's head, like slashing through steel. Except for cutting off a few withered hairs, it didn't cause any damage.

On the contrary, Zhang Yuanqing was shocked by the force from the handle of the knife, and the weapon almost dropped.

"Bronze skin and iron bone?"

Zhang Yuanqing was horrified, and immediately saw the zombie turn around quickly, raised his hands with black and sharp nails, and clasped his shoulders.

The pain came immediately.

The black and sharp nails pierced his skin, and the scarlet blood stained the red coat.

The smell of blood stimulated it, and scarlet light surged from the depths of its protruding eyeballs. The zombie opened its fangs, spit out foul-smelling gas, and bit Zhang Yuanqing's neck fiercely.

The purifying effect of candlelight was still there, he didn't lose his mind because of fear, and when he thought about it, a bright blue inventory appeared, and he had an extra talisman in his hand.

噔噔噔... The zombie who was brutal and tyrannical just a moment ago, saw this talisman and backed away, like avoiding a snake and a scorpion.

Effective, it is afraid of me, it has a certain wisdom... Zhang Yuanqing endured the pain in the wounds on his arms, tightened his muscles, stared at the zombies, carrying the spirit of resentment on his shoulders, and slowly retreated step by step.

As he retreated, he prayed that the female ghost in the well would not cause trouble.

During this process, the zombie's rotting throat let out an eerie low roar, and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with scarlet eyes.

Fortunately, I don't know if it was because of the zombies, or if Zhang Yuanqing was walking backwards. The ghost in the well did not appear. Zhang Yuanqing left the east courtyard and returned to the courtyard. When the eaves were lifted, an illusory scream rang out in his ears.

With a light shoulder, all negative effects dissipated.

......

"Huchihuchi..."

In the main hall, Zhang Yuanqing leaned against the lattice door and gasped for breath, and his legs and feet spasmed uncontrollably.

Half of it is out of fear, and the other half is a physiological response after the adrenaline wears off.

After resting for a few minutes, the adrenaline receded, and the wound on his arm started to hurt. He grinned and took off his jacket and t-shirt, only to see that the blood on both arms was blurred, and the blood that flowed out was red and black.

Obviously, zombies have poison in their nails.

Things got worse all of a sudden.

"There is no disinfectant here, no tetanus shot, is the corpse poisoning fast? I won't be poisoned to death, right?"

A series of thoughts flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and he was surprised to find that he was not very afraid, and then found out... This has nothing to do with him, it is the courage given by candles.

He was bathed in candlelight, and his emotions were gradually soothed.

"I've been infected with corpse poison now, and I can't delay it anymore. Let's just take the second plan."

Before entering the spiritual realm, Zhang Yuanqing made two plans for himself. The first plan was to carefully explore the mountain temple, control the information, and then find a way to crack it.

It belongs to steady play.

Then, thanks to the inspiration of playing games with his aunt, looking for rules and methods, he formulated a second relatively risky plan.

Try to conquer the red shoes.

Since they are all props, the yellow paper talisman can be used by him, but who said that the red dancing shoes cannot?

Guan Ya said that there is a certain probability of conquering the rules of rule-type props by breaking the rules.

"With my ability, it's impossible to stick the yellow paper talisman on the zombie's forehead by myself."

Putting the talisman on the forehead of a ferocious and wise femininity is like a child holding a knife and an adult single-handedly. Although adults are afraid of the blade, it does not mean that children can really hurt adults.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't delay any longer, he stood up with the lattice door, crossed the threshold, and came to the courtyard in front of the main hall.

This is where he first encountered the red shoes.

The full moon is like a plate, the ancient houses, the grass, and the shadows of the trees.

He waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, waited, and stood in the grass for a long time, alert to the changes around him, but he couldn't wait for the appearance of the red dancing shoes.

This pair of shoes seems to have no fixed site. At first, he followed behind him when he entered the temple, and then appeared in the courtyard. Now I don't know where it went.

Zhang Yuanqing, whose health got worse the longer he delayed, sighed, turned helplessly, and returned to the main hall.

Just as he finished turning around, his body suddenly froze.

"Da da....."

Between him and the main hall, a pair of red dancing shoes with dark red and shimmering light were falling together, as if an invisible person was walking on the spot wearing them.

The sound of footsteps reverberated in the empty and silent night.

Can you change the way of appearance? It's so terrifying every time... Zhang Yuanqing's soul, who was almost scared out, slowly returned to his place, and he swallowed quietly.

Although looking forward to its appearance, Zhang Yuanqing still felt that his san value was dropping uncontrollably when he faced this weird dancing shoe...

The red dancing shoes continued to walk in place, the heels tapped the ground to make a crisp sound, and the echoes were superimposed, making it more lonely and terrifying.

In Zhang Yuanqing's field of vision, a bright blue message suddenly popped up:

[Would you like to dance with me? If so, please stay where you are. 】

This message appeared next to the red dancing shoes, as if it were talking to itself.

Sure enough, he asked to dance, and if he didn't dance with him, he would kill people. Bad shoes... Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to gamble, because he discovered one thing, the red dancing shoes cut him off.

The location where it appears is between Zhang Yuanqing and the main hall.

Once the dance fails, he will surely die.

Is it a coincidence? Or is this shoe on purpose? Does it also have wisdom... Zhang Yuanqing stopped his thoughts, settled his emotions, and visualized his father's appearance in his mind.

At the same time, lift your foot to take a step.

Da Da... It was like turning on the switch of this prop. Along with his steps, the rhythm of the ups and downs of the red dancing shoes changed, and there was a very fast tap.

It dances tap dance, with a sense of rhythm and extremely fast speed. The loud "tap" sound echoes in the silent night sky and in the abandoned ancient temple.

Under the moonlit night, among the grass, on the path paved with soft stones, a pair of red dancing shoes dances alone, with an indescribable beauty.

Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes wide, let the pupils take in the moonlight, and stared at the red dancing shoes. He didn't need to memorize them, he only needed to see the other person's steps in his eyes.

At the same time, his heart was beating fast like an overloaded engine, his ears were full of loud noises, and countless broken images flashed through his mind.

The brain begins to automatically receive information from the outside world, the sound of the wind blowing, the slightly curved posture of the grass, the frequency of the swaying leaves of the great locust tree in the distance, the posture and frequency of the red dancing shoes...

The brain that receives the information quickly analyzes and memorizes it.

A few minutes later, the red dance shoes stopped contentedly, stepped back with his left foot, and stood on tiptoe.

This pose looks weird, but if someone wears it, it's a standard curtsy.

It's quite polite... Zhang Yuanqing, who was bleeding from his nose, murmured in his heart, and then saw a sentence above the red dancing shoes:

【It's your turn! 】

In a few minutes, it jumped hundreds of rhythms, and the pace is different, which has exceeded the shorthand ability of ordinary people.

Zhang Yuanqing calmed down, took out a small pill from his pocket, and put it in his mouth.

Then, his brain fell into a wondrous state, replaying the pictures from the past few minutes, frame by frame.

"Da da da da..."

He danced a few rhythms at a slow speed and with a lame posture, then carefully examined the red dancing shoes.

If the opponent's standard is the exact same materials, then even if he can record all the rhythms and movements, it is impossible to complete the task.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about it, Zhang Yuanqing was relieved and started dancing with all his attention.

Kicks, spins, jumps slightly, and crosses his left and right feet... He dances very slowly, his posture is crappy and ugly, compared with the flowing movements of red dancing shoes, it is simply unsightly.

But the slow-paced dance steps can guarantee that there will be no mistakes.

Seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing restored all the steps of the red shoes and stopped panting.

His nasal cavity was overflowing with warm liquid, which ran down his lips and lower jaw, but he didn't bother to wipe it, and stared at the red dancing shoes.

Can you get out of the spiritual realm alive, and whether you can successfully complete the trial.

Just look at it now.

[Your dancing skills are as bad as ever! 】

The red dancing shoes popped up such a message, and then it turned into a dark red shimmer and dissipated in the night.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuanqing heard a cold voice in his mind:

【Ding! You accompany the red dance shoes to complete a dance, congratulations on your recognition by the red dance shoes, but because your dance skills are too poor, the red dance shoes only appreciate you for half an hour, I wish you good luck! 】

Zhang Yuanqing slumped to the ground as if he had collapsed, his face was pale, and his brain was throbbing.

Half a minute later, the symptoms subsided, he sat up with a pale face, and couldn't wait to open the inventory.

In the second compartment, lay a pair of red, brand-new dancing shoes.

Stare at the dancing shoes for a few seconds, and the item information will automatically appear.

【Name: Red Dance Shoes】

【Type: Footwear】

[Function: Tracking, Chasing and Killing]

[Introduction: Its former owner was a princess from a certain western kingdom. The princess was born beautiful and was good at dancing. UU reading www. The men of the kingdom of uukanshu.com fell for it. But the vicious stepmother was jealous of her talent and beauty, and imprisoned her on a high tower. The lonely princess danced alone in the cold moonlight and finally died. This pair of red dancing shoes inherited her legacy, began to wander, and never stop dancing alone. 】

[Remark 1: Use form 1: Throw red dancing shoes at the designated target (the target can also be locked through the target's blood, skin and other cells), and it will pursue the target endlessly. In the process of chasing and killing, ignoring any physical obstacles, unable to escape, unable to destroy, until the target dies, or complete a dance with it, there are no restrictions on the type of dance. 】

[Use form 2: Wearing red dancing shoes can increase agility, improve evasion ability, run regardless of terrain, and do not need to pay physical strength. The only thing you need to pay attention to is that you can only wear it for five minutes at a time. After that time, the red shoes will never be taken off. You will run with them until the end of your life, or your feet will be chopped off. 】

[Note 2: Won't you dance with me? Totally dying. 】

It's an artifact... Zhang Yuanqing was very excited after reading the introduction to the properties of the props.

Is this a rule prop?

It's simply unbelievably powerful.

The previous yellow paper charms and candles, the item introduction was relatively simple, just a few sentences, but the item information of this pair of red dancing shoes is a long discussion.

From this point alone, you can see the uniqueness of the red shoes.

"It's a pity that you only appreciated me for half an hour..."

Zhang Yuanqing noticed the countdown next to the inventory, and felt regretful in his heart.

If such an artifact can be owned by him, it can play a huge role in reality or entering other spiritual realms in the future.

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