Wu Chang Jie

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Chapter 221
A gust of gloomy wind suddenly blew in Fengdu City. The sun had not completely set in the west yet. During the summer season, it's supposed to be extremely hot, but everyone felt a coldness that seeped out from their bones at this moment, like invisible fierce ghosts passing through their bodies. The wind whirls in the wild, and it's quiet all around. Everyone is as if facing a great enemy. They placed their hands on their sword and gathered their Qi, only afraid of something dirty catching them off guard. After all, this is the ghost city Fengdu.

The sun is setting, and the road is ending. The blood-colored setting sun dyed half the sky, constantly oppressing the horizon. The only light left in the sky was like a wounded swordsman struggling to shine, yet he was drained from the last drop of blood and the darkness surged in.

The gusts of wind were incessant, sweeping the leaves and debris from the street haphazardly. The sound of rustling was like a blunt knife grinding meat. The closed window lattices and doors were trembling and tittering from the wind one by one. Those unstable debris also made a crunching sound, as if something was going to tear open the barrier of the house, breaking the shells of human beings, tearing and biting the tender and delicious flesh and blood.

Darkness came down completely, but the Fengdu of this day has a light that cannot be extinguished. The moment the sun* set in the west, the bright lamps in Fengdu City lit up one household after another, one lamp after another, as if they were torches held by celestial beings lighting up the Milky Way.

They are the soul guiding lamps that the living left for the dead. The lamp wick needs to be soaked in cow's blood for 49 days. The lamp oil is made from animal corpse oil. It does not ignite during the daytime, and the moment the night falls, it will burn on its own, and will extinguish at sunrise. As long as this lamp is hung in front of the door, the loved ones of the deceased will be able to find their way home. Its flame is orange and red like blood, and the strange red light will turn the empty Fengdu into a gloomy ghost town overnight.

Everyone has heard the story of Fengdu's Hungry Ghost Festival, but no one has seen it before, except for Xie Bi An and Fan Wu She because it is a day when the living should not go out, both for their own protection and in reverence for the ghosts.

Many of the weapons and magical treasures with spirits attached in their hands began to tremble slightly. That is a warning to the increasingly powerful Yin energy.

"The Fengdu boundary is about to open." Xie Bi An murmured worriedly.

Fan Wu She clasped Xie Bi An's shoulder: "Take me in."

Xie Bi An turned and looked at Fan Wu She. His bright eyes reflected the red light of the soul guiding lamp, and coagulated into a drop of blood in the center of his pupil, which added a bit of an evil aura. He suddenly held that hand and said softly, "Xiao Jiu, big brother will take you home."

Fan Wu She's body shook all over, his eyes suddenly widened.

In this instant, a huge force ferociously "crashed" into Fan Wu She's body!

Fan Wu She's state of mind was stirred up into chaos by that "Xiao Jiu". His alertness was a step behind. His body immediately stiffened and numbed. Obviously the five senses were still alive, but they are not under their own control. This feeling is very strange, but he knows very well what is going on. Xie Bi An gave him a dose of his own medicine*. He was possessed.

The one who was able to possess him was not an ordinary evil spirit. It was definitely Night Patrol! Night Patrol is very good at this technique. She used this trick when she helped them escape from Chidi City. Controlling the decent cultivation of the Cangyu Sect's elder seemed to be effortless.