Chapter 276

"Did you see it when you came? There was a car accident over there, several cars were burned."

"I took another road and didn't encounter it. How bad was the burning? Did anyone die?"

"The two big trucks were okay, but the two small cars sandwiched in the middle were already smashed out of shape, and after burning, they were completely unwatchable. Don't know if anyone died; there's a saying that the police searched carefully inside and didn't see any corpses, nor did they find the victims."

"Were they burned away?"

"Even if burned, traces of people can still be seen."

"That's true."

"The two of us traveling together are said to be fine; when the police came, they were still lying on the side of the road and hadn't woken up. Car accidents are like this. Look at my hand, like this, crack..."

"Were those two cars parked on the road with no one in them?"

"Not clear. My batch of goods is urgent, so I didn't stay too long to watch. By the way, are you going to spend the night here tonight?"

"Hmm, my stomach hurts so much I can't drive, have to slow down. Anyway, it's an empty truck now, I'll pick up a load back to Zhoushan after entering Nantong, no rush."

"It's not peaceful here, there are often oil rats."

"Close one eye and take a nap, I'll leave once my stomach stops cramping."

"Then you be careful, I'm leaving first. Come, light another one."

"You be careful driving at night."

Yongzi took the cigarette from the other person's hand, tucked it behind his ear, and after watching the other person drive away, he returned to the driver's cab.

First, he put the seat down, spread a blanket, then pulled a steel pipe from under the seat, held it in his right hand, while his left hand pressed against his stomach, and slowly closed his eyes.

His stomach was uncomfortable, so he didn't sleep deeply. In this half-dreaming, half-waking state, he heard some movement in his ears. He woke up immediately, opened his eyes, listened carefully for a while, and after confirming, he immediately got out of the car with the steel pipe.

He didn't rush over directly, but knocked with the steel pipe, wanting to scare the oil rats away in this way.

In some places, rats are afraid of people, but in some places, rats are bold; not only are they not afraid of people, but they will also bite people.

Yongzi hadn't knocked a few times when he suddenly felt his neck tighten, and his whole person was pulled backward continuously.

The iron wire at his neck kept digging into his skin and flesh. In the panic of losing his balance, the steel pipe in his hand fell off.

A figure appeared in front, who should be the one responsible for stealing oil. That person picked up the steel pipe on the ground and cursed:

"Knock, knock, knock, knock your mother's Gobi!"

The steel pipe whipped horizontally, hitting Yongzi's abdomen. Yongzi's body immediately convulsed, but he was being strangled by the iron wire from behind, so his body couldn't curl up. He could only twist his waist in extreme pain, wanting to lift his leg to kick, but couldn't borrow any force.

"Bang!"

"Bang."

After being hit twice in succession, Yongzi rolled his eyes. With the suffocation and the beating, his consciousness gradually dissipated.

But the opponent still had no intention of stopping. The strangling continued from behind, and the beating continued from the front, clearly aiming to take his life.

Clearly they were the ones stealing oil, but after being discovered, they instead became the side that was angry out of shame and had suffered a great grievance.

Just at this moment, only two muffled sounds were heard.

Yongzi first felt his neck loosen. He lay on the ground, fresh air surged in, and his breathing was restored. In his daze, he felt like he had a dream, in which there were two beautiful women who looked exactly the same, each carrying an oil rat in their hands, walking outward.

Immediately, Yongzi completely lost consciousness and fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in a sleeping bag, a fire was burning in front, a pot was hanging above, and the aroma was overflowing.

He mumbled his lips twice. The good news was that his stomach didn't hurt anymore; the bad news was that except for his stomach, there were more painful places all over his body.

"Don't move, just finished setting it for you. Come, drink this bowl of medicine first."

Yongzi looked at Tan Wenbin in front of him, first feeling familiar, and after thinking for a moment, finally remembered who this person was.

Looking around again, several were familiar figures.

This group of people had once saved his father at sea. In order to repay them, he drove them from Zhoushan back to Nantong.

Later, when he got home, his father told him that when he sent them to the island, not only did he ask for a high price, but he also stood them up after collecting the return fee.

Yongzi scolded his father severely. If he had said so earlier, he could have bought them more cigarettes and alcohol. Changing perspectives, if he encountered the same thing and saw his father drifting in the sea, let alone saving him, not going up to give him a board hit would already be considered kind-hearted.

"I..."

"Don't ask, it's fine."

Tan Wenbin was too lazy to explain too much. They arrived in time; if it were a bit later, Yongzi's life would probably have been lost here.

As for those two oil rats, they were taken away by the Liang sisters.

Those two sisters hid a touch of brutality in their bones. Back at Dujiangyan, when their hands were itchy, they would deliberately sell flaws to go to bars to fish for law enforcement, just to seek a legitimate vent. If the two oil rats were played to death, that would be fine; if they didn't die... the outcome would certainly be worse than death.

Yongzi drank the medicine, felt much more comfortable, and after talking with Tan Wenbin for a while, fell into a deep sleep again.

Beside the campfire, Li Zhuiyuan had an easel in front of him and was painting.

Zhao Yi beside him was also painting, but he was squatting on the ground to paint.

Tan Wenbin walked over and said: "Brother Xiaoyuan, discussed it with Yongzi, we'll send him to the health center tomorrow, his truck can be rented to us to drive."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Lin Shu You, who was sitting beside, said: "It's really quite a coincidence to meet an acquaintance."

Zhao Yi: "It's not a coincidence, but a causal entanglement with you all. He originally had a calamity, so he 'happened' to appear here, hoping to win a chance to break the calamity.

This is the special thing about river-walkers; they will cause great causal influence on the people around them. Those who do good will be helped, and those who do evil will be devoured.

The more merit you have in each wave, the more people who come to break the calamity you attract, even if they themselves don't know anything."

Lin Shu You: "Oh, that's quite good."

Zhao Yi: "Are you very familiar with him?"

Lin Shu You: "Everyone knows him."

Zhao Yi: "No, you have a story with him, tell me about it."

Lin Shu You was a bit anxious: "No, no story."

Zhao Yi: "Earlier when choosing people to accompany the one surnamed Li into the restaurant, Zhuangzhuang said you had experience. This truck driver... is he the one who took you to open your eyes at a proper sister's restaurant?"

Lin Shu You: "Didn't open my eyes, I ran out!"

Zhao Yi: "Oh, so it really is like that."

Li Zhuiyuan asked: "How many more are you missing?"

Zhao Yi: "Four, almost there."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm, finish before dawn."

Zhao Yi: "Is this method really useful?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Not necessarily, but even if it's useless externally, it can have a mental soothing effect internally."

Zhao Yi: "Indeed."

The first hurdle of going out was solved, but a new problem was placed in front of everyone, which was:

Next, how to go to Fengdou?

Going out far to walk the river in the past was nothing more than trains, planes, and self-driving.

Planes were impossible to take this time.

Trains or long-distance buses were also inappropriate. This group of them was targeted by ghosts and could be considered people of great inauspiciousness. Not having an accident was the biggest accident, so there was no need to involve innocent ordinary people.

As for self-driving... what others cared about was fuel consumption per hundred kilometers, while they cared about vehicle consumption per hundred kilometers.

It wasn't that they couldn't afford the burden, but they had just left Nantong, and the distance to Fengdou was still far. Who could withstand being tossed like this continuously many times?

Regarding this, Li Zhuiyuan thought of a way.

Dawn broke.

Yongzi sensed some shaking in his deep sleep. When he woke up in the morning, he found that he was already lying on a hospital bed, and the nurse was walking over to change his IV bottle.

"You're awake. Your friends have left, but they pre-paid a lot of medical expenses for you and also hired a caregiver from the family of a patient in the next ward to be your nursing assistant."

"Oh..."

Yongzi responded. When he wanted to turn over, he heard a friction sound under the pillow. He reached in to touch it and touched an envelope and a piece of paper.

The envelope contained a sum of money, and the paper was a rental contract, signed and fingerprinted by Tan Wenbin.

On the road.

The truck was driving steadily, and the driver was Zhao Yi.

Yin Meng, sitting in the back carriage, sighed: "He drives so skillfully; those who don't know would think he's an old freight driver."

Tan Wenbin: "Smart people learn everything quickly."

Beside, the Liang sisters heard this praise, and smiles appeared on the corners of their mouths.

The Jianghu status of the Liang family was not inferior to the Zhao family of Jiujiang. If it were a proper marriage between the two families, that would be fine, but the problem was that Zhao Yi specifically ran to their house to find new subordinates after his own team died.

What the Liang family valued was not the Zhao family of Jiujiang, but Zhao Yi.

After all, not everyone was qualified to be a son-in-law of such a big family; people's eyes were also very picky.

Thinking of this, the two sisters turned their heads together and looked at the young man sitting in the passenger seat through the middle glass.

They had seen with their own eyes how terrifying the Long Wang's family was; their own boss had kowtowed until his head was broken and bleeding.

Old Lady Liu was definitely not a character who was easy to deal with or fool. Being able to tacitly allow her granddaughter to be childhood sweethearts with the young man was not because the old lady was enlightened.

Lin Shu You was lying on the carriage basking in the sun. It was very spacious here, and everyone could roll around at will.

He had sucked every peach blossom yesterday, and after sucking, he handed it to Zhao Yi to supplement the second round.

The quantity was too large and too pure, causing the Tongzi to fall into a deep sleep, as if carbon-poisoned.

Lin Shu You felt cool all over at this moment, and even breathing felt like holding mint in his mouth.

The big truck gave a full sense of security. First, the space was large, making it more convenient to jump out of the car to avoid accidents; second, in many situations, when an accident occurred, the big truck could roll over the accident.

Of course, these were secondary; the true reliance was still...

Runsheng: "The wind is a bit strong, need to add a fixation."

None of the people sitting were lazy, and they all got up to help.

On both sides of the truck body, five paintings were pasted on each side, combining to form the Ten Kings of Hell.

There were five other signs like those held when entering a sports meet, fixed on the side edges of the truck, which were the Five Directional Ghost Emperors.

Above the truck cab, the largest painting stood up; that was the Great Emperor of Fengdu.

Doing this naturally couldn't make them immune to all evil, but at least it could make those little ghosts on the road who didn't know the situation and were used as guns clear their heads.

As the saying goes, it's easy to see the King of Hell, but hard to deal with little ghosts.

If a big one really came, then they would just have to deal with it as it came. What they feared was those little ghosts making trouble again and causing a traffic accident.

The effect was really quite good. For the whole next day, the truck was driving normally and was safe and sound.

Everyone also strictly followed the emergency regulations and rules, eating dry rations brought from home, and even when going to the toilet, they solved it nearby and never went alone.

Li Zhuiyuan, sitting in the passenger seat, had been writing and drawing with paper and pen.

Zhao Yi was quite curious about what the one surnamed Li was drawing at first, but after understanding that he was studying the Zhao family's formation, Zhao Yi said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes:

"Hey, do you need to preview so early?"

"Idle is idle."

Thanks to Zhao Yi bringing Zhao family classics to ask him to perfect them several times, Li Zhuiyuan had the basic logic of the Zhao family's formations and prohibitions in his mind.

Following it and deducing upward, he could obtain the development context of the Zhao family in reality.

With these preparations, it would be much more convenient and calm when he went to the Zhao family treasury in Jiujiang in the future, and he wouldn't disturb the host's rest.

Zhao Yi: "That, remember to help me fix the door after taking it."

Zhao Wuyang's copper coin sword was still on Zhao Yi and had not been returned. He had already made up his mind to use the Zhao family treasury to exchange for this sword.

The meaning of the previous sentence was that after Li Zhuiyuan entered the treasury to search for what he needed, he would also upgrade the formations and prohibitions of his Zhao family treasury, which was equivalent to asking a thief to provide anti-theft technical guidance.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Is it appropriate?"

Zhao Yi: "You are a professional."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Let's see if there are many good things inside."

Zhao Yi: "Won't let you down. From the miscellaneous techniques of our family, you can see that my Zhao family's ancestors were really like pack rats, searching everywhere to enrich the foundation."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Truly a filial metaphor."

Zhao Yi: "Sometimes I also feel they are quite pitiful. The old things have always hoped that the family could produce another Long Wang, but they don't know that if a Long Wang really appeared, the first thing he would do is kill them, haha."

Li Zhuiyuan put away the paper and pen, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

There were not many cars on the road at night, and Zhao Yi drove quietly.

In the back carriage, they were also sleeping in groups.

Suddenly, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes, and Zhao Yi also stepped on the brake immediately.

Under the illumination of the headlights, a figure wearing purple-black official robes appeared in front.

The other party lowered his head, holding an incense burner, with three sticks of incense inserted in the burner.

The darkness behind him was like a mountain range hanging upside down, shocking in an instant.

He appeared abruptly in front of the car like this, but after the car stopped, he disappeared again, unable to be detected.

Zhao Yi: "It's here."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Runsheng knocked on the glass from behind, saying that a portrait of a King of Hell had just cracked.

Zhao Yi parked the car on the side and lit a cigarette.

"I thought they would at least take action when we were close to the Fengdou territory. Didn't expect them to appear so early, not even halfway there."

Li Zhuiyuan: "It's because you humiliated them too severely, smashing all the jewelry and even spitting a mouthful of phlegm."

Zhao Yi widened his eyes and looked at Li Zhuiyuan: "Surnamed Li, you can't be like this!"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I'm stating facts."

Zhao Yi: "Obviously you were the one who poured black dog blood and insulted them wantonly first. I just followed up... I couldn't bear to see the lords being humiliated like this, so I gave those jewelry a quick end, saving the dignity of the lords trampled by you." Li Zhuiyuan: "The significance is not great. Those commanders and generals, we couldn't really silence them, they must have brought the true news back. Over there, our identities will only be clearer.

I am the successor, Mengmeng is surnamed Yin. If I were them, under that kind of scale, coming out of Fengdou would require taking huge risks. Aiming the spearhead directly at me and Mengmeng is clearly not so appropriate, so naturally, they will prioritize choosing you."

Li Zhuiyuan said, pointing his finger at the car window in front of Zhao Yi.

There was already a layer of gray dust outside the car window, and at this moment, the traces of three sticks of incense were revealed.

Young man: "This incense is burned for you."

Zhao Yi: "This is really unfair."

Li Zhuiyuan: "There's no difference; you are just being placed in front. Nominally targeting you, but actually pointing at all of us."

Zhao Yi reached out and touched the car window: "Three sticks of incense, does it mean he has three chances to take action?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm, for those of their scale, it's impossible to appear in the yang realm at will, and the shackles are naturally very large."

The young man took out paper and pen again, began to draw according to the memory in his mind, and drew the image of the one just now.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You look, recall the details, whether it is consistent with what I drew."

Zhao Yi: "Different. Although very similar, I am sure that what I saw is different from yours."

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, seemingly not feeling surprised: "Then it makes sense. That Judge is a collective kneaded out; he is a Judge, yet he is not a Judge.

If it was just to facilitate the observation of the big shots behind, then it was kneaded too delicately.

You completely handled him according to a Judge's psychology, and you succeeded.

So, I guessed at the time, would it be that the Yin Office has its own rules, and officials at the level of Judge are not allowed to go out to the yang realm?

Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals can still be freer; after all, they do need to walk outside to arrest wandering ghosts and evil spirits."

Zhao Yi: "Then why not continue to send Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals out? I don't believe we rounded up all the Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals of Fengdou yesterday.

Wait, could it be because the inheritance of Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals is relatively dull?

In their view, continuing to send Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals out is just sending ghost heads to you."

"Hmm, it should be like this. The miasma from yesterday was not set up by that Judge alone; it should be the combined effort of those four commanders and eight generals. That Judge, instead, could gain more freedom and adaptability within the miasma."

Zhao Yi: "So the big one that came out this time, including what we just saw, is actually a smokescreen?"

"You wait a moment."

Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes, and the scene of seeing the person wearing official robes holding an incense burner appearing in front while sitting in the car appeared in his mind.

The same scene, the young man was reviewing it from different perspectives.

Zhao Yi was smoking a cigarette while feeling the rapidly changing Feng Shui weather in the passenger seat.

After a while, the young man opened his eyes and began to draw.

Besides the original version he drew, the young man drew five other images with roughly the same details but differences.

Zhao Yi extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it away, pointing to one of them: "What I saw is this one."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then this King of Hell, like the Judge from yesterday, was kneaded out by collective effort to walk in the yang realm."

Zhao Yi: "Then the broken painting behind is actually psychological warfare, wanting to mislead us in this way, that there are nine more rounds of attacks? Each round has three chances to take action."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm."

Zhao Yi: "There are Ten Kings, but you drew a total of six images. What about the other four?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "When the top and bottom are not of one mind, you still expect those of the same level to work together? Someone takes action, then naturally someone will choose to watch."

Zhao Yi: "Three sticks of incense. Wanting to intimidate us into giving up in this way, then these three chances to take action will inevitably be very terrifying, and people must die."

Li Zhuiyuan took out three sticks of incense from his bag and handed them to Zhao Yi: "Then you take the initiative to accept it."

Originally, it was only theoretically possible that it would come for Zhao Yi first, and there was still a possibility of turning around and avoiding it. But if you accepted these three sticks of incense to respond, it was equivalent to clearly accepting this battle book.

Zhao Yi didn't hesitate and took the incense from the young man's hand.

Opening the car door, Zhao Yi jumped out of the car, performed the Zhao family gate ritual on the side of the road, and inserted the incense.

The incense burned spontaneously.

At first, there were only three red dots and faint white smoke, but gradually, the red light turned black, and gray smoke surged violently. In the blink of an eye, the three sticks of incense were completely burned out.

The Yin wind blew, and the black incense ash arranged into the word "Death."

With a "pfft" sound, Zhao Yi opened a Jianlibao and took a sip.

He looked calm and relaxed, but the hand holding the beverage can was trembling slightly.

Not being afraid of death didn't mean that one could have no reaction when facing a death threat directly.

Everyone in the back carriage witnessed all this. The Liang sisters looked at each other, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes. They didn't understand why Zhao Yi wanted to do this, taking it all upon himself.

Sitting back in the driver's seat and restarting the car, Zhao Yi said: "Surnamed Li, you can start planning."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Have to see the effect of the first stick of incense, otherwise there's no way to make a plan."

Zhao Yi: "What if I don't even survive the first stick of incense?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Then there's no need to make a plan."

Zhao Yi: "If you had told me these things just now, I wouldn't have been so quick when I went down to light the incense."

Li Zhuiyuan: "No change to the result."

The car continued to drive. With Zhao Yi's level of energy, there was no such thing as fatigue driving, but inner anxiety still consumed his state. When driving to the second half of the night, he felt tired.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Rest a bit?"

Zhao Yi: "It's fine."

Just as he finished speaking, that official-robed figure appeared again without warning, standing in the middle of the road.

This time, although Zhao Yi released the accelerator, he didn't step on the brake, and the truck rolled over the figure.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, there was no change on the road.

Zhao Yi: "Surnamed Li, you recall, the three sticks of incense in the incense burner of that figure just now, the one on the far left that I counted, did it get shorter?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Shorter by one-third."

Zhao Yi: "This is the countdown starting."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Hmm, change someone to drive."

Zhao Yi: "No need."

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can take a few more looks at this world."

Zhao Yi: "Enjoy the rest of my life? I haven't lived enough yet."

When dawn broke, the official-robed figure appeared again. This time, Zhao Yi not only still didn't step on the brake, but also added accelerator, accelerating and rushing over.

Originally, that stick of incense in the incense burner only burned one-third, but now, only one-third remained.

Zhao Yi didn't continue driving, chose a small fork road to drive into. This place was sparsely populated, with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Li Zhuiyuan: "You are quite good at choosing a tomb."

Zhao Yi: "Right? I also think this place is quite good."

Everyone got out of the car, sat in a circle, and began to rest.

Li Zhuiyuan originally intended to hold the meeting himself; after all, Young Master Zhao's psychological pressure was a bit high now, but Zhao Yi still took the initiative to preside, and reported the things that happened at night and the analysis between him and the young man to all members.

Actually, everyone had some guesses after seeing Zhao Yi burning incense last night, but when Zhao Yi said it himself, they all felt shocked.

The Liang sisters instinctively produced dissatisfaction. If the young man and Yin Meng were exceptions and wouldn't be prioritized, but under the young man's hand, weren't there three other people? Why specify their own boss directly?

But this dissatisfaction was short-lived. Since things had reached this point, they could only restrain themselves.

Runsheng just focused on eating compressed biscuits and drinking freshly boiled water, too lazy to think.

Yin Meng looked at Zhao Yi from time to time, then looked at her own Brother Xiaoyuan.

Maybe smart people make decisions so quickly; she was anyway unable to imagine that Brother Xiaoyuan and Zhao Yi, the two of them, just sat in the driver's cab, without arguing or debating, and determined who would be the first "scapegoat" in just a few words.

Lin Shu You was quick-spoken: "Three-eyes, are you going to die?"

Zhao Yi nodded: "Rest assured, your secret will be buried forever with my death."

Lin Shu You: "You..."

Only Lin Shu You was anxious. He didn't notice that around him, except for the Liang sisters showing some confusion, no one else showed curiosity about this so-called secret.

It was too late to set up the formation, mainly because when you didn't know what way the opponent would launch an attack, you had no way to start with the formation.

However, basic arrangements were still there.

Everyone fell into a circle. Runsheng was in the outermost layer, the next layer was Lin Shu You, and below that were the Liang sisters. This was the general outer circle, the four most capable fighters of the two teams, placed outside.

The inner circle was much looser. Li Zhuiyuan, Tan Wenbin, and Yin Meng surrounded Zhao Yi, falling into position at will.

There was still time. Li Zhuiyuan walked to the high ground diagonally ahead and began to observe the surrounding Feng Shui weather.

Tan Wenbin handed Zhao Yi a cigarette and said by the way: "Sorry."

Zhao Yi: "You did very well, hmm, this is not irony."

Tan Wenbin: "I think so too."

Zhao Yi: "I guess, before departure, the one surnamed Li actually had a way to push all these things onto me. Do you know why he didn't do that?"

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiaoyuan has always been a person who values friendship."

Zhao Yi looked at Tan Wenbin for a long time and found that Tan Wenbin didn't blush.

"You are progressing fast." Zhao Yi found that Tan Wenbin withstood the pressure of his gaze.

"You taught well."

"Did the one surnamed Li decompose the steps for you?"

"No, don't need Brother Xiaoyuan." Tan Wenbin poked his own face, "These four spirit beasts will help me do the problems and write the homework."

Zhao Yi nodded, the cigarette rotating at his fingertips, his peripheral vision sweeping toward the young man standing at the high point diagonally ahead, saying:

"He had the means to push this wave to me, but he didn't dare to gamble. As long as I didn't die in this wave, then I could look at him on equal terms."

Tan Wenbin didn't pick up the conversation.

Zhao Yi: "Crisis, crisis, there is opportunity in danger. As long as I don't die, I can gain greater progress. With the one surnamed Li protecting me on the side, I'm really not afraid to take risks."

At this time, that official-robed figure appeared again.

Everyone was shocked, because that phantom appeared beside Li Zhuiyuan this time.

The young man who was observing the surrounding Feng Shui weather only felt that the surrounding Feng Shui fell into stagnation, and then a figure appeared beside him.

Very eerie, but the young man didn't panic, because the one in front of him didn't truly exist, at least not yet.

Under his signal, everyone remained in their original positions.

The young man even turned his head to observe the situation in the incense burner at close range. The first stick of incense among the three sticks was almost at the bottom and would burn out at any time.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't calculate the specific burnout time, but focused his attention on the other two sticks of incense.

The phantom disappeared.

Li Zhuiyuan walked back.

Zhao Yi asked: "King of Hell Li, how much time do I have left?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Soon."

Zhao Yi: "Can we be targeted?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Three sticks of incense, corresponding to three different ways to kill you, can only use the elimination method."

Zhao Yi: "Then I lost."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Still the same sentence, look at the first stick first."

The young man sat down and released the red thread that was invisible and undetectable to outsiders, connecting with his four partners.

Everyone was ready and observed the surroundings.

"Hum!"

There was no specific clear sound, but everyone seemed to have heard the crisp sound of the incense extinguishing.

Outside, there was no enemy, not even a tiny bit of change.

But inside, right behind Zhao Yi, a black figure appeared directly.

Zhao Yi didn't have time to make any reaction, just instinctively raised his head. The black shadow existed but was invisible. The only thing that could be seen clearly was the black bamboo slip in the black shadow's hand and that writing brush.

The writing brush hooked lightly on the bamboo slip.

Zhao Yi's gaze immediately dissipated, the vitality on his body was drawn away in an instant, and death was like a surging tide, pouring into Zhao Yi completely.

This was a curse, a curse far beyond the conventional sense. Even for Li Zhuiyuan, it was the first time he had seen it in reality.

Compared with the curse of Stone Table Zhao, it was not only not on the table, but not even worthy of being mentioned.

Mythological stories, as they are passed down, often become more and more distorted. They all say that a hook on the Book of Life and Death of the King of Hell can make a living person report to the Yin realm; it is truly mysterious.

But if this "Book of Life and Death" is seen as a curse of an extremely high level, whoever it marks will be cursed to death, it is easy to understand.

Curse techniques can ignore external defenses, and formations are also useless.

Zhao Yi was successfully cursed.

His body slumped, lowered his head, he... died.

The black shadow dissipated, turning into nothingness, along with that bamboo slip and that brush.

The peach blossom on Zhao Yi's heart withered rapidly and all fell off.

"Hiss..."

Zhao Yi raised his head abruptly, like a person who had been drowning for a long time, finally able to breathe fresh air.

He, lived again.

Earlier, the feeling of death was so clear. Zhao Yi's psychological construction was done very well, which allowed him to face it calmly just now.

But these constructions, after dying once, were all cleared to zero.

The gift from the one beneath the peach forest had been consumed in exchange for Zhao Yi's survival, but there were still two sticks of incense!

Panic appeared in Zhao Yi's eyes for the first time. He almost instinctively looked at Li Zhuiyuan, grabbed the young man's hand, gripped it hard, and said tremblingly:

"Brother Xiaoyuan, save me!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 277 =====