Chapter 546: Wu Xian Learns a Foreign Language

After passing through the tunnel.

It was a canyon.

The canyon was damp and dark, with some weeds and fungi growing on the edges. Looking up at the sky, it was overcast with dark clouds, and no stars could be seen. It felt as oppressive as the corridor of a dormitory building.

There was no light source here, but Wu Xian had cat eyes, so he could see some things.

After passing through the pitch-black canyon, Wu Xian saw a peach tree that wasn't very thick, and behind the peach tree was an open door, from which warm firelight emanated.

As long as he entered this door.

Wu Xian's minor exam for today would be considered passed.

His fierce expression became somewhat dull, and a rare look of confusion appeared in his scarlet eyes that killed without blinking.

At a glance, at a glance, "No, one wrong version!"

Now this black-faced rebel officer had become the only survivor in the village.

To deal with such a moment, he had specially and diligently memorized three sentences in the language class.

To show respect.

Success! He had finally mastered a piece of malevolent language used to curse! Wu Xian had experienced so many Fudi and fought against so many malevolent entities; some malevolent entities truly made Wu Xian feel disgusted.

A new rebel soldier asked: "Should we leave a live one?"

Wu Xian passed this minor exam.

Then he looked for the same syllables in different sentences to determine the meaning of individual words.

People who have had the experience of learning a foreign language might all have this feeling: when coming into contact with a foreign language, the easiest things to learn are always swear words.

This was when Wu Xian landed on the ground.

"I am willing to offer you a fresh sacrifice!"

The malevolent ghost hooked its fingers at Wu Xian, an indescribable evil revealed on its ghost face; it was also holding several chains, at the ends of which were emaciated wandering malevolent entities.

This was the content of the language minor exam.

The malevolent ghost broke into a sweat, turned its head slowly, and discovered that one of Wu Xian's feet had already stepped into the room.

"Ah... ghost!"

Not being able to curse a malevolent entity in its hometown language was simply a great regret of his Fudi career! Since this sentence was cursed successfully, Wu Xian would have to listen carefully to the next two language classes; after all, this was the most valuable knowledge he could learn in this Fudi!

So when Wu Xian was learning the malevolent language, he naturally focused his energy on how to swear!

A man with charred skin crawled up from the courtyard; this person was the officer who had been affected by "Thunderous Anger" and was electrocuted into a faint.

Wu Xian knew how!

He wandered aimlessly in the village but couldn't find any living rebel soldiers; his subordinates all died in miserable ways, not like something a human could do.

"I will serve you as an ancestor from now on, with four sticks of incense every day."

The black-faced rebel officer knelt on the ground in despair; this new rebel force was also a rebel force, but not from the same camp as the one he belonged to.

The malevolent ghost suddenly heard a thud behind it.

His eyes became excited, and he loudly shouted the lines he had prepared long ago in the malevolent language he learned in class.

Boom! A huge impact directly sent the malevolent ghost flying! Green flames spread from the malevolent ghost's chest like maggots on tarsal bones, not stopping until the malevolent ghost was burned into a skeleton.

"You dare to curse me!"

The malevolent ghost was stunned.

Soon, the malevolent ghost's expression turned from confusion to anger, and then to rage.

Because Wu Xian had suddenly disappeared! The malevolent ghost looked left and right but couldn't find Wu Xian's figure, but if it looked up, it would find Wu Xian standing on top of its head.

The malevolent ghost hammered the ground hard, then pulled up the peach tree with one hand; the roots under the peach tree were actually segments of ferocious spines with sharp thorns.

Wu Xian was overjoyed!

On that charred face appeared a fear deeper than suspected ghost encounters.

There was actually another rebel force.

This was the effect of the Magic Power - Magic is One Foot Higher.

Such as "Baka," "Fuck," "Shibal," etc...

Ghost - True Fire Incantation! The true fire was tainted by ghost energy, becoming eerie; the ghostly green flames hit the malevolent ghost's chest. "I am the Mountain-Guarding Warrior of Peach Blossom Spring; I planted this tree, and I opened this door. If you want to enter, you must leave something here for me!"

Creak...

"No need, just a letter will do."

If he hadn't spent a lot of time analyzing language patterns, how could Wu Xian, with his memory, have only memorized a mere three sentences? Wu Xian stared nervously at the malevolent ghost's expression.

This sentence was something Wu Xian had spent many brain cells to piece together.

Wu Xian walked over, took out a stick of Malevolent Incense from the skeleton, and then walked into the room with the open door with light steps.

The human language meaning of the sentence above is...

The door closed.

After using this magic power, Wu Xian could teleport to a position one foot above the head of any visible target within a straight line of five meters, and could stay in mid-air for at most one minute.

"Finished!"

The malevolent ghost turned around in a hurry, but he also knew in his heart that it was too late to turn around now; even if Wu Xian's movements were slow, he could enter the room before that.

"Guo Yuan Ri Sha Ni Xian Huo Zong!"

"I will smash you into meat paste, bury you under my tree, and become the nutrition for peach blossoms to grow. Even that Earth God old man can't save you. This is my..." Clang! The malevolent ghost's voice stopped abruptly.

Because outside the village.

After searching for a while.

This rebel force that slaughtered the village was considered one with a bad reputation.

Wu Xian prepared to combine these three sentences into one to give to this malevolent ghost.

Isn't it just being servile?

But under the peach tree, there stood a malevolent ghost with a green face, red hair, a sturdy build, protruding nails, and a circle of human heads hanging around its waist!

"Yo, so there are survivors. Take him down and interrogate him; ask what exactly is going on."

When the language teacher was lecturing, Wu Xian noticed that the number of bytes in the malevolent language was the same as in human language.

After the rebel officer woke up, he saw the scene in the village, which was like hell.

The black-faced rebel officer was so scared that his legs trembled, his soul was lost, and he ran out of the village screaming. But when he reached the village entrance, his steps slowed down.

The leader of this new rebel force rode a horse and looked at the black-faced officer in surprise.

"I won't let you enter the door!"

As long as you agree to sacrifice for it, become its servant, or offer it organs like eyes or the duodenum, you can enter the room safely.

"It must be a ghost, this village is haunted!"

Wu Xian also looked nervously at the malevolent ghost's expression.

Who knew that Wu Xian not only didn't enter but instead retracted his leg.

Wu Xian understood.

"Please don't kill me!"

A painful groan came from the village down the mountain.

"I am willing to kill your fresh ancestors every day!"

The so-called leaving something behind should be using the sentences learned in the language class to communicate with this malevolent ghost.

The malevolent ghost was overjoyed when it saw this and hurriedly raised the weapon in its hand, but before the weapon fell, a ghostly green fireball had already been released from Wu Xian's hand.

I don't know how much time passed.

But this new rebel force made the black-faced rebel officer feel afraid, because what this new rebel force was most famous for was not the number of killings, but the means of torturing people.

"If it were them, maybe they could kill people in a way that looks like a haunting..."

The black-faced rebel leader was dragged away.

In the village at night, inhuman painful roars echoed, and these roars lasted for a long, long time...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 547 =====