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Chapter 768: Opera Troupe Evildoers

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"Ah... this is..."

Master Yu, whose mood had calmed down, finally discovered that something was wrong.

Wang Daoxuan looked around, stroked his beard, and frowned: "This fog locks the qi mechanism and shrouds the entire city. It is definitely not an ordinary means. And the wharf side, perhaps it is the Japanese pirates' means."

While speaking, the sound of flapping wings sounded in the air. The hawk Lidong landed on Lu San's shoulder and chirped twice. Then Lu San shook his head in confusion: "The air has also been blocked by thick fog, and a maze has been set up. Do those Japanese pirates have this ability?"

"Not sure."

Wang Daoxuan said with a solemn expression: "There are many people on the wharf side, so it shouldn't be a big problem. What I'm worried about is Brother Yan. He is alone, and he hasn't returned for so long. I'm afraid something happened."

Just as he was speaking, fog suddenly surged outside the door.

But the little white fox Chuchu darted out from the thick fog and jumped onto Lu San.

"Chuchu?"

Lu San had a smile on his face and stroked the little white fox's head, but then listened to the white fox's chirping, his eyes gradually became solemn, and he stood up: "Something really happened."

"Brother Yan found the mastermind and followed him to a wealthy merchant's house. Chuchu ran back to report, but there was thick fog and a ghost-hitting-wall on the way. Fortunately, its sense of smell is amazing and it can see through illusions with its supernatural ability, so it ran back."

"So that's how it is..."

Wang Daoxuan immediately said: "Then don't delay, let's go."

Without caring about nonsense, after bidding farewell to Master Yu, the two immediately came to the street.

"Chuchu!"

Lu San gave a low drink, and the little white fox rushed into the thick fog without hesitation, leading the way in front.

Walking through the fog, all five senses were lost.

All around was boundless gray and white, the bright moon had no light, and the sense of direction was completely wrong.

In the thick fog, one could hear strange and distorted whispers, as if coming from the ground, or as if right in the ear, and there were faint phantom sounds of weapons colliding, screams, and children crying drifting past, impacting the mind.

But that touch of agile white always remained in front, leading the way in and out.

Of course, just in case, Wang Daoxuan also took out the Xuan Yuan Jia Luo Pan.

Chuchu's sense of smell, plus this treasure, the thick fog was no longer an obstacle.

The ghost-hitting-wall that could trap ordinary people to death was ignored by them.

On the way, they also encountered many people who were trapped.

There were drunkards full of alcohol, city foxes and social rats active at night, young masters looking for flowers and asking for willows, as well as watchmen and patrolling city yamen runners, without exception, all trapped on the street.

They were panicked and ran around like they had seen a ghost. Wang Daoxuan and Lu San stood only a few meters away, but these people couldn't see them at all.

However, the situation was urgent, and the two couldn't care about saving them.

Under the guidance of the little white fox, they went toward the "Jiyu Garden" of the salt merchant Wang Maode.

After running for a long time, passing through winding streets and alleys, the Chuchu leading the way suddenly stopped.

Wang Daoxuan and Lu San followed and took a few steps forward. Through the slightly shaking gaps in the fog, a towering and magnificent mansion appeared before their eyes, but it was shrouded in black mist that was almost as solid as substance.

The vermilion lacquer gate was tightly closed, and the two huge stone lions on both sides were looming in the fog.

The black mist isolated light and sound, looking like a ghost mansion.

"Arrived!"

Lu San narrowed his eyes and pressed his hand on the hilt of his knife, "It's here!"

Wang Daoxuan quickly observed the flow of the formation around him and looked at the Xuan Yuan Jia Luo Pan in his hand, frowning: "It seems that this mansion is the core formation eye, the illusion is more condensed, and the main gate is difficult to enter..."

While speaking, he was about to walk forward.

"Wait!"

However, Lu San pulled him back, his ears moved slightly, and he stared fixedly ahead, cold sweat seeping from his forehead, "Something is wrong ahead."

Wang Daoxuan knew Lu San's ability. He could hear the language of birds and beasts. Although he couldn't understand the language of ghosts and gods like Li Yan, he could hear some special sounds, and they were clearer.

"Gongs and drums, erhu, singing, and many sounds of mourning..."

After Lu San finished speaking, he also felt it was a bit absurd.

He couldn't imagine at all what kind of thing was making trouble.

Just then, a chill rose in the hearts of the two at the same time.

"Woo-wah——!!"

A shrill baby cry that tore the soul exploded in their ears without warning!

The sound did not come from one direction, but seemed to drill out from all directions, or even from inside his own skull, piercing directly into the divine soul.

Although Wang Daoxuan's cultivation was profound, his mind was also shaken, and his head felt dizzy.

"Clatter-clatter... clatter-clatter-clatter!"

A rapid, cold, and emotionless sound of abacus beads colliding came from the deep fog on the left side of the gate, like a life-taking talisman.

This sound carried a strange rhythm. Every time a "clatter" sounded, Wang Daoxuan felt his heart being fiercely gripped by an invisible cold hand, and his whole body's blood qi stagnated violently.

His muscles and bones seemed to be tightly bound by invisible silk threads, becoming sluggish and stiff!

Wang Daoxuan's face turned pale instantly.

"Daoist!"

Lu San saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly protected Wang Daoxuan behind him.

"It's the Yin Debt Curse, protect me!"

Wang Daoxuan sweated on his forehead and gritted his teeth.

When Lu San heard this, he felt worried in his heart.

There is a saying in the Mystic Sect that every person borrows a "Yin Debt" from the netherworld when reincarnating. This debt may manifest in the form of earth qi, blessings, or money, opening the fate of a lifetime.

Among them, official debts are called "receiving life debts," and private debts are called "grievance debts."

Going further, there are also human skin debts, merchant debts, official debts, marriage debts, etc.

And there is a very complex calculation method.

Whether this saying is true or false, no one knows. Those with crooked hearts in the Mystic Sect will use the name of "repaying Yin debts" to collect money on a large scale, and there are also true practitioners of the Mystic Sect who use this to help people overcome tribulations.

But there are also evil cultivators who use this method to cast curses.

They had chatted about this matter on the road before. Li Yan guessed that this should be the congenital loophole in everyone's qi breath. The so-called no one is perfect, there will always be regrets.

Those who are hesitant will miss opportunities.

Those who are cold-blooded will have shallow relationships with their relatives.

And most people have defects in the five elements, reflecting the five internal organs, and loopholes will appear. The "Yin Debt Curse" is an attack based on this loophole.

Although it was a guess, Wang Daoxuan figured out the solution to the "Yin Debt Curse."

He took out the "Wish-Fulfilling Pearl" without hesitation. The moment the wooden box was opened, the moonlight flowed, isolating the qi breath while also isolating the curse.

Afterward, the Daoist took out a yellow talisman, formed a seal, chanted a spell, and swiped it across his body.

Although he was kind-hearted, he was not a weak person who could be bullied, and he had already begun to counterattack.

But the appearance of the treasure's light also attracted covetousness.

"Wish-Fulfilling Pearl!"

In the dark, a vicissitudes and greedy voice sounded.

Swish!

Lu San acted immediately, and two steel cones whistled out.

His hearing was keen, and he had already detected the opponent's position.

Clatter-clatter!

The sound of beads shaking sounded. ===== CHAPTER 769 =====

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