Looking for you in reincarnation

Chapter 233 Ning Ji Enters the Villa

The situation had changed, and they had no choice but to subdue and deal with the mutated female corpse as quickly as possible.

A group of people joined forces to besiege the corpse. Fortunately, although the female corpse was scary, it was not difficult to deal with. They quickly tied it up tightly.

Ho-ho!

The female corpse kept struggling and roaring, her voice low and hoarse, and each sound was like a heavy hammer hitting the listener's heart, making people feel fear and their heartbeat accelerate.

"Weren't there measures to prevent this corpse from mutating? How could this happen?" Zhao Laoxie looked displeased at the Taoists not far away. These Taoists were newly hired, specially kept behind to prevent any accidents from happening at the farm. And yet, they were asked to handle this corpse, and something went wrong?!

This is really annoying. After all, dealing with a corpse is not difficult. Even if there is no time to burn it, the corpse should not be allowed to run out and harm people!

The Taoists all looked unhappy and felt guilty, so they could only hold their breath and check the situation in the face of Zhao Laoxie's cold questioning.

It was almost dawn, and after something like this happened, it was impossible to go back and rest.

The injured should treat their wounds first, while others should take precautions.

Zhao Laoxie also held his breath and turned to look at the gray fog not far away. Now he could hardly see the silhouette of the villa. If no one came out before this afternoon, the villa would have to burn down.

……

Because of the previous incident at the farm and it was dark, no one saw Ning Ji walk into the gray fog.

The forest in the early morning was already a little cool, but as it got closer to the gray fog, the coolness intensified and turned into gloomy.

Ning Ji walked slowly through the gray fog and headed towards the gate of the villa.

Because he was carrying objects to ward off evil spirits, the fog dissipated a little when he walked in the fog, and his vision around him became clearer.

The morning breeze blew, and the fog floated gently, but it never dissipated. It was like an invisible giant net, silently covering the area, and at the same time bringing people an indescribable depression and heaviness.

Ning Ji's eyes were slightly cold, and the long sword in his hand was ready to be unsheathed at any time. Since stepping into the gray fog, he keenly felt the difference. Just like when he was in Zhuangjia Town, he had entered the range of the ghost wall.

At this time, the surroundings were silent and even the sound from the farm not far behind could not be heard. However, for the time being, no ghosts attacked him.

After a while, he reached the gate of the villa.

As he approached the gate, he vaguely heard some subtle sounds coming from inside. Was this... a human voice?

He paused slightly, thought for a moment, then continued walking forward and pushed open the heavy door.

"Squeak—"

The door opened with a long and harsh sound, and at the same time a cold, damp and evil air rushed towards him.

The faint voices behind the door also suddenly stopped.

Ning Ji stood at the door and saw several people behind the door through the dim light - living people.

It turns out these guys aren't all dead yet.

Behind the gate were Taoist Jueshan and his companions. After a night of tossing and turning, they were exhausted.

Naturally, those ghosts did not let them go last night and kept attacking and harassing them. If they had not had many defensive items on them, they would have died long ago.

Despite this, the talismans on them were used up, and they only had a few spiritual weapons left for self-defense. They struggled to hold on until dawn, and the ghost fog retreated.

Just now they were still lamenting that if they couldn't get out today, they would not survive the night.

Who would have thought that someone would come to this haunted manor at this time?!

"Who are you?"

"It's you!"

Among them, some knew Ning Ji and some did not. Two of them spoke up immediately.

Ning Ji glanced at them with an indifferent look, said nothing, stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Ignoring them, he walked in and headed straight for the place in front where the evil energy was the strongest.

Seeing his actions, several people were shocked and a little angry at the same time. He was too arrogant!

"Who is he?" People who have never been to Zhuangjia Town naturally don't know Ning Ji's background, but they are very curious about why he dared to come here alone.

"A self-righteous guy." The man looked down on Ning Ji, but when he saw him walking straight towards the front hall, he felt a little confused and didn't understand what his purpose was in coming here.

"If he can come in, then the ghost wall is gone, right?"

"Let's go! Let's go out and try again!"

After saying that, several people looked at the figure that was about to disappear in the fog. They didn't care about the purpose of the other person coming here. They just wanted to leave this damn place first!

They endured the pain in their bodies, stood up with some difficulty, and hurried out the door.

But they were soon lost in the gray fog. The surroundings were no longer the front yard of the villa. There was nothing but fog. The sky was also dark, making the surroundings dim and the visibility very poor. They could hardly see the figures of the people around them.

They walked forward for a long time with heavy hearts, but still could not get out of the gray fog, as if they were standing still.

Now, they were all a little panicked and regretted coming out so rashly. The current situation was worse than before.

Now the oppressive feeling in the fog is getting heavier, causing their heartbeats to accelerate and they can't calm down at all. That inexplicable feeling of discomfort makes people almost suffocate.

On the other side, when Ning Ji stepped into the dilapidated front hall door, just like before, a cold wind blew out from inside and blew towards him.

He stopped at the door, quickly drew out his sword, and slashed fiercely at the air in front of him.

"what--"

A shrill ghostly cry suddenly rang out, and in the darkness not far ahead, a terrifying ghost face vaguely emerged, shouting and threatening him angrily, as if driving him away.

Gusts of cold wind blew, lifting the hem of his clothes and making them rustle.

Ring～Ring～

At this moment, the strange bell rang, and an invisible sense of oppression suddenly rose.

The talisman tied around Ning Ji's waist was shaking violently, and the runes carved on it also glowed faintly, as if blocking out the evil energy that was attacking him.

Looking at the dark room in front of him, he took out a tinder from his arms, opened it, and soon a faint flame ignited.

The fire was purple-blue and looked very strange. Under the blowing of the cold wind, the flame only swayed slightly but never went out.

He held a sword in one hand and a tinderbox in the other and slowly walked into the dark room.

Ring! Ring!

As he approached, the bell in the house rang more and more urgently, and the evil spirit not far away screamed even louder, but for some unknown reason, it did not attack him again.