The paper man's face was stiff and lifeless, its pale eye sockets staring directly at the space beneath the bed with two bright red dots.

In that instant, Zhang Yuanqing's heart convulsed violently. Fine goosebumps erupted on his arms, and a long-forgotten fear surged into his heart. This fear wasn't merely dread of danger, but a deeper terror of the grotesque and horrific.

Like being afraid to go to the bathroom after watching a horror movie, or covering your head with a blanket while sleeping.

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was scared by the paper man into the fear of his childhood. Since becoming a Night Wanderer, he had never encountered such a situation. The "Night Wander" skill was unpredictable and always effective. He had encountered enemies who restrained Night Wander with skills, but this was the first time he had encountered a resentful spirit that directly saw through Night Wander.

Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was absolutely certain that the paper-cut figure had seen him. He was terrified, but he acted without hesitation. With a roll, he left the space under the bed, grabbed the Burst Pistol from the void, and calmly pulled the trigger.

The paper man had a physical form. Anything with a physical form could be destroyed. The long-range shooting pistol was the most suitable.

According to the introduction of the rouge box, a resentful spirit could only possess objects smeared with rouge. If the possessed object was destroyed, it should be able to "resolve" the paper man. Let's try it!

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Flames erupted from the muzzle, and dark red trajectories intersected and struck the paper man. The bullets didn't explode, but instead produced a slight bubbling sound.

Like a hot iron plunged into a swamp.

A deep and dense Yin energy rose around the paper man. When the bullets hit it, the kinetic energy was dissolved, the flames were extinguished, and everything vanished. Almost solidified Yin energy caused Zhang Yuanqing's pupils to dilate slightly. This was definitely not the power that a resentful spirit in the Extraordinary stage could possess.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zhang Yuanqing maintained his shooting posture, allowing the bullets to densely penetrate the Yin energy, splashing dark red light and making a bubbling sound.

At the same time, two dark red glows appeared in the dark room. Tap, tap...

The Red Dancing Shoes rose and fell together, treading in place.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately ordered the pursuit and killing of the paper man.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The Red Dancing Shoes rushed out at top speed, stomping on the paper man's face with ruthless precision. The dense Yin energy rippled violently, like the surface of a lake disturbed by splashes. The paper man's face was intact. The Red Dancing Shoes failed to penetrate the Yin energy around it.

But the Red Dancing Shoes didn't give up, launching attacks tirelessly. Facing this level of resentful spirit, the output of the Red Dancing Shoes was not enough, Zhang Yuanqing was not surprised, he knew the limit of the Red Dancing Shoes very well, summoning it was purely to interfere with the resentful spirit and increase the enemy's pressure. Zhang Yuanqing quickly went through his props and methods. The first thing he thought of was the Red Headscarf, then he gave up. The Yin energy of the Ghost Bride was much worse than the paper man in front of him.

And he didn't have the courage to fight the paper man at close range.

The fatal kick of the Houtu Boots could unleash the power of the Saint level. It shouldn't be difficult to destroy the paper man with it... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Houtu Boots without hesitation and threw them to Undead No. 1 beside him.

Undead No. 1 put his feet into the boot openings and completed the wearing, while Zhang Yuanqing himself put on the Yin Yang Magic Robe.

Deng deng deng Undead No. 1 charged heavily. When approaching the paper-cut figure, the boots on his right foot lit up with a heavy, almost substantial yellow light. The muscles of his right leg suddenly swelled, tearing his pants. Snap!

The whip kick drew a residual image in the air, smashing the paper-cut figure like a reflection, and the force of the kick stirred up a gust of wind in the house.

The paper-cut figure disappeared. What Undead No. 1 kicked was a shadow created by illusion. This kind of ghostly technique was most easily wielded by resentful spirits.

Tap tap tap... The Red Dancing Shoes suddenly ran towards its master.

Behind me?! Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat.

Almost at the same time, a paper man with a pale face and bright red rouge appeared behind him, raising a stiff arm to grab the human's nape.

Before the paper-cut crude hand touched him, the cold breath rushed in first. Zhang Yuanqing's back and neck were covered with a layer of frost. "Bang!"

He raised his gun and fired at Undead No. 1's chest. The bullet exploded, and a flash of fire.

With a "whoosh," a fiery red stream窜rose up, engulfing Zhang Yuanqing's body. The flames ignited by the exploding bullet were about to extinguish, but suddenly expanded, condensing into a figure wearing a Yin Yang Magic Robe.

He put on the Yin Yang Magic Robe not to cast the Water and Fire Array, but to use the Fire element of the Fire Master and the water transformation ability of the Water Ghost to entangle the paper man. The Water and Fire clone ignored physical attacks, but could not ignore spiritual damage.

Facing a powerful resentful spirit, unfolding the robe array was a foolish act, because the spirit body would be split in two, which was equivalent to self-destruction, and would be instantly killed by the powerful resentful spirit.

When dealing with ghost dolls, it was mainly because there were not enough people, so clones were used to make up for it. As long as the number of people met the standard, the ghost dolls could not attack.

But the paper man was different.

Zhang Yuanqing raised flames in his palm and pressed them on the back of his neck. His face twisted immediately, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his afterforce made a sizzling sound, with green smoke rising. Hiss, this Yin energy can "freeze" my flesh and blood tissues. If he is caught by it, the Night Wanderer can't resist... Zhang Yuanqing used flames to dispel the Yin energy, and his other hand was not idle, constantly pulling the trigger.

At the same time, he communicated with the brand in his sea of consciousness, and the spirit body was divided into two, entering the Yin corpse and launching a heavy and powerful sprint.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped shooting, put his finger into his pocket, and pressed one of the buttons on the Cat King speaker.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Deafening drum sounds echoed in the room, bringing a huge sense of oppression, shaking the spirit, and making people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The paper man's body trembled, then froze.

Deng deng deng, Undead No. 1 approached with heavy steps, and the boots on his right foot lit up with a heavy, almost substantial yellow light.

From the previous fight, Zhang Yuanqing discovered that the paper man was very afraid of the Houtu Boots' "fatal kick", after all, this kick could kick out the level of a Saint. Therefore, he quickly formulated a plan, using the drum sound of the Cat King speaker as a shock to the paper man as a resentful spirit, and the spirit body was divided into two because the drum sound did not distinguish between the enemy and us, Undead No. 1 could not be immune, only he, the master, could. Undead No. 1's right leg muscles thickened and he was about to kick out a whip kick. Suddenly, the two blood colors in the paper man's eye sockets lit up suddenly, condensing into two twisted and strange runes.

Eyes of Bewitchment!!

Damn it... Looking directly at the runes through the perspective of the Yin corpse, Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. In the next moment, his will was completely confused and his thoughts were like tangled hemp, losing the ability to think calmly.

The Yin energy surrounding the paper man swelled, and with a series of "crackling" sounds, thin ice shells condensed on the surface of Undead No. 1's body, quickly wandering around, instantly turning into an ice sculpture.

Then, the paper man's head tilted ninety degrees and looked at Zhang Yuanqing behind the Yin corpse. Its figure then disappeared and emerged behind the only human in the room.

The crude paper-cut arm was raised and grabbed Zhang Yuanqing's nape. The Yin energy in the room shook suddenly, and a spiral-shaped invisible cyclone was born in response at the nape. Large amounts of essence and blood were drawn away by the cyclone and poured into the paper man's body. Its pale face actually showed some human rudiness. Under strong stimulation, Zhang Yuanqing broke free from the influence of the Eyes of Bewitchment, and then felt his limbs stiff and numb, his body was frozen by the terrifying Yin energy, and even moving his fingers was difficult. In a few breaths, Zhang Yuanqing's skin lost its luster and became dry and dull. Then, a little bit of fine wrinkles climbed onto the corners of his eyes, climbed onto his forehead, and the nasolabial folds deepened and intensified...

He suddenly aged twenty years.

Zhang Yuanqing desperately gave the Yin corpse the order to attack, but Undead No. 1 was in a frozen state, with frozen and numb joints and flesh, unable to support its master.

After trying and failing, the paper man could not be defeated, the strength difference was too great. Zhang Yuanqing pessimistically and desperately discovered that the plan to forcefully push the small boss was not realistic.

Even if he had so many props and matched so many tactics, he still couldn't defeat the paper man.

Then he could only use the Vajra Pestle. Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to use this prop unless he was forced to, because quenching thirst with poison could not solve the problem. But now there was no choice. Quenching thirst with poison could at least allow him to live a little longer. Feeling weakness and fatigue from the bottom of his bones, Zhang Yuanqing gambled everything and condensed his last bit of strength, his fingers trembling and slowly reaching into his pocket, intending to turn on the suona of the Cat King speaker.

He wanted to use this to make this body shine again and restore a certain amount of power, so that he would have the strength to attack the paper man after taking out the Vajra Pestle. When his fingers reached in and touched the suona button, a question suddenly flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's mind: How did Demon Lord win against it? The paper man's level was obviously not at the Extraordinary stage. No matter how strong Demon Lord was, as a rogue cultivator, his comprehensive strength during the Extraordinary period was not necessarily stronger than mine. Even I have no hope, so how did he pass this level... In a flash of lightning, fragments of information in the dungeon flashed quickly in Zhang Yuanqing's mind.

Finally, two important pieces of information were screened out:

1. On the night Mr. Xu bought the rouge box, the paper man only killed Mr. Xu alone. The villagers next door were not harmed.

2. Resentful spirits have an extremely strong desire for fresh blood. Only by sacrificing enough essence and blood can it be appeased.

I understand, the rouge box only kills one person a night, or one person's blood is enough to satisfy it. After sucking up the target's blood, it will no longer kill people, so only Mr. Xu died that day...

Damn, this is a single-player dungeon. For The Way of the Extraordinary, killing only one person is equivalent to certain death. Zhang Yuanqing loosened the finger on the suona sound button and changed to grabbing into the air.

Grabbing a glass test tube. Inside the test tube was a clear and transparent golden liquid.

The mouth of the test tube was sealed with a cork, and the vigorous life breath was firmly sealed in the test tube.

Life Primordial Liquid!

A seemingly real and illusory figure floated out of Zhang Yuanqing's body, wrapped in a glass test tube, and swept towards Undead No. 1.

Chapter 228: Escaping Death and Epiphany This illusory figure was Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body. He used Spirit Roaming to escape his body.

Zhang Yuanqing planned to take a gamble, letting his body be sucked dry of essence and blood, to see if the paper man would leave satisfied after "killing" someone, or continue to attack Undead No. 1.

If it was the former, then he would win the gamble. If it was the latter, his spirit body would immediately use the Life Primordial Liquid to save his body, and then summon the Vajra Pestle to perish with this resentful spirit.

He dared to gamble like this, partly because he had the Life Primordial Liquid in hand, and partly because after using Spirit Roaming, his body would enter a state of suspended animation. If the spirit body returned within twenty minutes, there would be hope of saving the body.

So he was not afraid of being sucked dry of essence and blood.

What Zhang Yuanqing was even more afraid of was that the paper man would attack his spirit body first, because the item information of Blood Rouge mentioned that the paper man only had a desire for fresh blood. Although Undead No. 1 was a Yin object, it at least had a "life" aura.

It would not be the spirit body's turn to face the crisis directly.

Taking a step back, if the paper man really attacked himself in the spirit body state, then Zhang Yuanqing had another move, which was to immediately return to his body, let the Red Dancing Shoes open its second form, and take him away.

In terms of escape and evasion, the Red Dancing Emperor was never inferior to others. At this time, his body had quickly withered, his cheeks were sunken, and his skin was covered with wrinkles due to dehydration, gradually turning into a mummy. Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but hold his breath (psychologically). He didn't know if Demon Lord also used a similar method, but this was the only way to break the situation that he had realized based on the dungeon information.

One person and one spirit body watched nervously. Only the Red Dancing Shoes was unconvinced and continued to attack the paper man. In fact, because of the death of its master's body, it was angry. The stomping became more frequent, and its power seemed to be fiercer. Finally, the body completely turned into a mummy, and the dignified Lord of the Beginning met his end at the hands of a resentful spirit.

The paper man, having sucked up enough essence and blood, had increasingly bright rouge on his face.

"Pa ta～"

It loosened its crude and simple hands, allowing the withered corpse to fall.

The paper man stiffly turned its neck and looked at Undead No. 1. After about ten seconds of silence, the paper man took stiff steps and walked towards the door in a "rustling" sound. It stopped killing.

The Red Dancing Shoes followed closely, relentlessly pursuing and killing the paper man. I bet right, release, release Zhang Yuanqing stopped its endless pursuit.

Watching the foot wearing embroidered shoes cross the threshold and walk into the darkness step by step, Zhang Yuanqing in spirit body state remained vigilant and did not relax.

After about five minutes, there was silence inside and outside the house, and no movement came from the dense darkness.

No, there was movement.

The Red Dancing Shoes was wandering around the house, sometimes stopping by the body, sometimes stopping by the spirit body, and a message appeared above:

[Are you willing to dance with me...]

But it didn't know whether to demand a price from the dead body, or to seek a reward from the spirit body that couldn't dance.

It encountered this bug for the first time.

It should be gone... Zhang Yuanqing finally couldn't wait to float towards the body. With a "po" sound, he pulled out the cork, pried open the stiff jaw of the body, and directly inserted the test tube into the depths of the throat.

This was because the body could not swallow.

After the Life Primordial Liquid in the test tube had all entered the body's stomach, Zhang Yuanqing pulled it out. Again, there was a "po" sound.

In an instant, the withered skin gradually turned full, and the flesh supported the relaxed skin. Every second, the body became fuller. This process lasted for more than ten seconds. The skin not only completely recovered,

But it was even more tender and smooth, as if reborn.

But there was no breathing, no heartbeat.

When the Night Wanderer's spirit body was out of the body, the body was like this. This was the state of suspended animation.

Zhang Yuanqing was truly relieved and plunged into his body. In the next second, the body opened its eyes, its pupils staring blankly at the roof, and then quickly contracted. He gasped for breath, like a drowning person recovering his heartbeat.

At this time, Undead No. 1 completely expelled the Yin energy from his body, and his joints regained their agility.

"Huff! Huff! Huff..."

"It's too difficult, this can't be an A-level dungeon. I don't want to do anything, I want to rest, no one can disturb me!" Zhang Yuanqing greedily breathed in the fresh air.

Then, he heard the light "tap tap" sound echoing in his ears. You are the exception... Zhang Yuanqing's expression froze and he silently climbed up. After dancing a dance with the Red Dancing Shoes, Zhang Yuanqing sat down on the edge of the bed. This was not to rest, but to sit down and think more easily.

《Invincible Starts From Sacrificing the Ancestor》

Although he had escaped the crisis of the paper man by luck, Zhang Yuanqing didn't have any joy, because he had realized that something was wrong.

"This is an A-level dungeon? This is more brutal than an S-level dungeon. The paper man at the second watch has almost used up all my cards. What about the boss at the third watch? What about the princess?"

The difficulty level of Lost Speech Village completely exceeded the scope of A-level. Even in the S-level, it was probably the most dangerous echelon. This was obviously unreasonable.

Zhang Yuanqing frowned deeply:

"There is something strange about this dungeon. There must be something wrong. I have to find out the problem before the third watch, otherwise I will die."

Taking a deep breath to calm his emotions, he reviewed all the details after entering the dungeon.

The conversation with Wang Xiaoer, the conversation with the old man, the communication with the Cat King speaker, and the details of what he saw and heard.

Time passed slowly. In the repeated review, he vaguely grasped something, but it was not clear enough.

Zhang Yuanqing was not in a hurry to grasp the vague thoughts. Then he took out a few blue pills from his pocket, held them in his palm, and then recalled his father's remains in his mind.

His brainpower slowly boiled, and his heart began to beat overloaded. He quickly entered the "Super Brain" state. Messy memory fragments flashed quickly, and his ears were full of meaningless noise.

His nose was hot, and bright red blood flowed out.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately swallowed the pills to calm these negative states. Then, all the pictures since entering the dungeon, played back frame by frame, the texture of the stone house, the direction of the fallen roadside weeds were rehearsed in his mind in detail.

"Some time ago, I met a wandering Taoist who said that the back mountain is a treasure land with good Feng Shui, and there must be a large tomb in the mountain..."

"Villager Wang Xiaoer stole the burial objects and planned to sell them to wealthy families in the provincial capital. Unexpectedly, that night, she followed..."

"At the fourth watch, everyone in the village died..."

"Tomb location, southwest of the back mountain, twenty-three miles."

"Run, run～

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly woke up and exited the "playback state. He opened his eyes wide, enlightened.

"I understand the real way to play this dungeon..."

ps: The typos will be corrected later, and the chapter for tomorrow morning will be delayed until the evening.