Chapter 221: Severing-Root Precept Blade

Lou Yaozong bowed to the shrine.

Took the remaining five people to continue forward; their target was the water tower on the mountain.

The ghost he wanted to get rid of tonight was that phone ghost.

For this, he even asked Yan Ting for his satellite phone, but they tested the phone several times, and no ghosts appeared to attack humans.

Therefore, Lou Yaozong could only change the target.

He had checked the information about Wonder Island.

The electricity on Wonder Island was transmitted from the outside using submarine cables; after Wonder Island was sealed, the cables were disconnected, so theoretically, there was no electricity on Wonder Island.

But strangely, there was actually running water on Wonder Island.

Wonder Island wasn't short of fresh water; there was a small lake halfway up the mountain, and the tap water station on the island was also next to the small lake, but wanting to turn lake water into tap water required electricity.

There was electricity where there shouldn't be.

Therefore, Lou Yaozong judged that they might find a ghost at the tap water station; that shrine was also discovered on the way to the tap water station.

The water station, like most places on Wonder Island, had long since completely rotted.

But the sound of machines running was still vaguely coming from inside.

As soon as they walked near the water station, Lou Yaozong's hair stood up slightly.

The mobile phones they had stored in Tong Yuai's hands, collected from everywhere, all lit up as they approached the tap water station, as if receiving some kind of mysterious interference.

Lou Yaozong suddenly realized: "Maybe we all thought wrong; that's not a phone ghost... but an 'electricity' ghost."

Just when the six people were about to enter the water station.

A sudden change occurred.

Countless black hairs sprayed out from the lit mobile phone screens, and these black hairs entangled Tong Yuai and Li Qi next to her!

Powered display screens didn't just include TVs, computers, and cameras; they also included mobile phones!

Seeing these two people about to follow in An Haisheng and Long Wo's footsteps, Qian Yunhe suddenly pounced over; he waved a small knife in his hand, his eyes red as he slashed crazily.

Strands of black hair flew out, the screen ghost's hair was cut again and again, and before long it admitted defeat and took the initiative to retreat back into the mobile phone; the hair on the ground almost piled up into a small mountain.

Qian Yunhe held the small knife, panting heavily, with an indescribable comfort on his face.

The small knife in his hand was named the Severing-Root Precept Blade, also obtained from worshipping gods.

Many people's impression of a precept blade was a big machete used by monks to hack people.

But in fact, a precept blade was one of the eighteen items of a bhikshu, specifically used for shaving hair, cutting clothes, cutting fingernails, and the like; it wasn't allowed to be used for killing.

This precept blade itself could hurt malevolent entities, but it could only cause pain and couldn't truly kill them.

Its fundamental ability was to sever the worries on a person.

Every time the precept blade was used to sever some hair, the mood of the blade holder would become better.

If one shaved off all their hair, they could obtain a permanent micro-effect mood-calming buff, but the price was that the hair would never grow back.

If the Severing-Root Precept Blade was used to sever the biggest worry root on a man, one could obtain a permanent powerful mood-calming buff...

Qian Yunhe's hairline was already receding.

Hair was his most important thing; letting him use hair to exchange for mood calming was absolutely impossible, and using the big worry root to exchange was even more impossible.

So Qian Yunhe originally thought that his god-worshipping prop had no use.

But just now, when Tong Yuai and the other were entangled by a ghost, Qian Yunhe could only draw his blade to help; after cutting a few times, he found that using the Severing-Root Precept Blade to cut the ghost's hair was very smooth, just like a hot knife hitting butter.

And the more he cut, the more addicted he became, the more comfortable his mood was, and even his speed of swinging the blade became faster.

At this time, Qian Yunhe suddenly realized.

The explanation of the precept blade only said that cutting hair could make people's mood better, but it didn't say whose hair to cut!

His eyes became dangerous, and the precept blade in his hand was eager to try.

The group of people had lingering fears.

Others were still afraid, but Lou Yaozong saw the hidden danger.

"Leave all electronic equipment outside... Zhang Wei, cameras won't work either."

After he let everyone put down the electronic products, he was the first to enter the dilapidated tap water station, and not long after, a crackling sound came from inside...

"Save me..."

"Open the door quickly!"

At an entertainment facility outside the hotel building.

Han Ke's group of six was separated by a big door; outside were Han Ke, Yan Ting, and Sha Huaqiang, while inside were mercenary Luo Shiyi, and Chen Kui and Cai Xing.

At this time, the three mercenaries locked inside were making painful calls for help.

Han Ke, Sha Huaqiang, and the three pushed the door hard, but never pushed the door open; they cursed, roared, and fired guns angrily...

But in the end, the screams in the room gradually became smaller...

"They all died too..."

"Finished, no chance!"

Yan Ting sat on the ground, his expression dazed and uneasy.

He originally planned to rely on these mercenaries to live safely on the island until July 7, but he didn't expect that now it was only July 5, and the mercenaries he hired were already dead.

Han Ke revealed a smile.

He had actually noticed the meat-cutting ghost's ability at the very beginning and knew in subsequent tests that the condition for the meat-cutting ghost to activate its ability was in a closed space.

So he took advantage of the opportunity to test the ghost's ability to trick Luo Shiyi and the other three mercenaries into this hard-to-find closed space, and then used some small tricks to seal the door, making these three mercenaries unable to escape directly.

After doing all this, he could obtain new remnant incense from the corpses of these three mercenaries.

With this remnant incense.

Han Ke's strength could go up another level, and he could have more confidence when encountering ghosts that were truly hard to deal with.

Suddenly.

Han Ke shuddered; the pistol tucked in his

He turned around in surprise and discovered that the person who snatched the handgun was Sha Huaqiang, who had always been timid and cowardly; only Sha Huaqiang could approach him without being guarded against.

Sha Huaqiang held the handgun, pointing it tremblingly at Han Ke.

Han Ke cursed angrily: "You idiot, what are you doing?"

Sha Huaqiang was covered in sweat: "I, I want to kill you, you are simply not human!"

Han Ke frowned and asked: "How am I not human?"

"You have caused so many people to die one after another just to obtain residual incense; even the ghost that possessed people didn't kill as many as you did. How do I know if you will kill me too once you have no one left to kill?"

"Why would I kill you?"

Han Ke was so angry he laughed.

"You really are hopelessly stupid. What do these indigenous people have to do with you?"

"Those of us who enter the Blessed Land can only help each other if we want to survive and get out, but these indigenous people cannot help us!"

"Their value is only in helping us scout for danger, or using their deaths to provide us with resources. Why would you kill me, a human, for the sake of these NPCs?"

"Use your pig brain and think: from the beginning until now, have I ever set you up once, or harmed any person who came from reality?"

"No!"

"And I even shared a portion of the rewards I got from killing indigenous people with you. What reason do you have to point a gun at me?"

After hearing this speech from Han Ke, Sha Huaqiang's expression wavered.

Then it gradually became fierce.

Even if Han Ke really didn't intend to take action against people from the real world, he had already pointed a gun at Han Ke; would Han Ke retaliate against him after he put the gun down?

Han Ke sighed at length.

"Don't you understand yet? The greatest sincerity I have for you is that even though you clearly didn't disengage the gun's safety, I am still patiently explaining things to you..."

(End of chapter)