Chapter 113 112. Red-robed Ghost

With the offerings of charming women.

The two evil beasts in the lobby fell silent again.

"Okay, those two evil beasts have eaten their fill. From now on, we just need to take turns burning incense and offering sacrifices like we did before, and we can ensure our safety."

Old Man Fang's voice came from the coffin, but this time he was speaking to Xu Qing:

"Three of you, the matter has been resolved. We were forced to do so by the circumstances. Let's just write off the grudges between us. How do you think?"

"Not a big deal." Xu Qing's eyes swept over the five people on the other side, and he shook his head while taking out the Qi Healing Talisman to treat their injuries.

When these words were spoken, everyone present had different thoughts. Others were eager for the two sides to fight each other again.

In this way, someone from one side will always be caught to burn incense and offer sacrifices, and the number of times it is their turn will be reduced.

"Boy, don't be so shameless." The Paper Immortal's eyes were filled with anger, "Don't think you can be so presumptuous just because you have two great magical powers!"

"If we weren't in this haunted house, how could you, a mere second-level person, speak so arrogantly in front of us?!"

"Paper-tie fairy, don't practice evil arts to the point of losing your brain. Can't you see that you are the only one acting like a shrew?" Old Man Fang stopped the paper-tie fairy from continuing to swear, "You three are Taoists from Yuanfu Temple, right?"

When the Paper-Zha Fairy heard the three words "Yuan Fu Temple", he fell silent, but his eyes became extremely gloomy.

He has always shown ill will towards Xu Qing.
First, the cultivation method he practiced caused his temperament to be somewhat distorted;

Secondly, when he was young, he wanted to join a Taoist temple, but he was driven down the mountain before he even entered the door. Fortunately, his wish came true, and he returned home dejectedly to become a woodcutter, but he received inheritance in a solitary tomb in the mountains and cultivated all the way to the fourth level.

From then on, he had a natural aversion to Taoist people.

"I don't want to offend Yuanfu Temple." Without waiting for Xu Qing's reply, the old man in the coffin continued: "Yuanfu Temple is next to Huai'an. If I kill you, I will be hunted down after leaving this haunted house.

“This is not what I want.”

"So we reconcile and swear on our lives to let this matter go. This is good for both of us."

"Those two evil spirits have been fed. We only need others to provide for them for a short period of time. There is no need for us to continue the conflict."

Old Man Fang felt that since he had said so much, the young Taoist priest opposite should not continue to make trouble, but Xu Qing still shook his head.

"Oh?" Old Man Fang's voice turned cold. "You have to know that we are all in danger now. Fighting for our lives is understandable."

"Even if you are the biological son of the head of Yuanfu Temple, we have to kill you to survive, and we will kill you when the time comes."

"There is no need for a conflict between the two of us now, so let's not act on impulse."

Of course Xu Qing knew that it would be best to return to the original state, but how could he make a request without giving it a try?

"I have some questions that, if answered, would put this matter behind me."

"What's the problem?" asked Old Man Fang.

"How to avoid the erosion here?" Xu Qing asked the question that puzzled him for a long time.

"You have indeed sensed the corrosive power contained in the flames." Old Man Fang was not surprised that Xu Qing could sense the corrosive power in the flames.

It would be truly strange if someone who possesses great supernatural powers could not even realize this.

Old Man Fang's almost frank words startled the others present.

The flames from the lanterns and palace lanterns around them actually contained some kind of corrosive power? Only then did these people realize that on the clothes they were wearing, there were dots of filthy blood light condensing and spreading!

The blood-stained clothes exuded an aura of death, hatred, resentment, and the unique smell of blood, which was so strong that it seemed as if blood was about to drip out.

"The clothes turned red?!"

"My clothes turned red too!"

When Xu Qing heard what others said, he immediately had some ideas in mind.
It seems that the corrosive power contained in the fire is manifested in the clothes turning red.

“The corrosive power in the flames cannot be avoided, or in other words, it cannot be avoided if one is below the level of great magical powers. Even a powerful being in the fifth realm can only delay it.” Old man Fang’s voice drifted over, bringing his thoughts back again.

Only those who have reached the great supernatural power realm, that is, the sixth or seventh realm, can be completely immune to the corrosive power of fire?

In other words, except for him, no one here can stay in this atrium for too long. After a long time, they might turn into some kind of monster under the erosion of the fire.

Thoughts raced through Xu Qing's mind: "What about time? How long will it take for the erosion to complete?"

"In the first and second realms, the whole body will be eroded within a cup of tea, while in the third realm, it can last for half an hour. Of course, there are certain means to delay this erosion." said Old Man Fang.

Xu Qing seemed to be thinking about something.

This old man Fang has been staying in the coffin since he entered the atrium. It should be that the coffin can delay or temporarily block the corrosive force of the fire.

"The third realm can only last half an hour, so your plan to stay in the courtyard until dawn and get out will not work at all!"

Under the endless attack of the black flower spirits just now, most of those who were able to enter the atrium alive were cultivators in the third realm.

There are only a very small number of people like him who stay in this courtyard with a body of the second realm.

"Just wait until the branches of the locust tree enter the courtyard. The locust tree that seals this haunted house has some kind of purifying power."

"Once we enter, we will fight against the corrosive force in the fire, and the corrosive force on our bodies will also be driven away."

Xu Qing frowned slightly: "Those locust tree branches won't attack us?"

In the front yard, the surging locust tree branches did not distinguish between humans and ghosts, or between outsiders and ghosts belonging to the haunted house.

"No, after we are purified, our essence will be sensed by the acacia tree, and it will not indiscriminately wipe out all living beings like it did in the front yard."

That's it
Xu Qing suddenly realized.

But why does this old man know so much?
Even if he had stayed in the haunted house for a few years, there should have been very few or no unusual events like today.

I have never experienced this, so where did this old man get this information?
"One last question. What will happen if the flames completely consume your entire body?"

"You have so many questions." Old Man Fang's voice sounded a little impatient. "Have you heard of the wandering ghost?"

"No."

"Blood stains people's clothes, and the ghost is called Youguang." Old Man Fang explained: "When the clothes turn completely red, it will become a red-clothed evil ghost called 'Youguang'."

"Okay!" Xu Qing nodded. "My doubts have been answered. Our previous grudges are written off. Next, we will work together to overcome this difficulty."

However, just when Xu Qing and Old Man Fang reached a consensus, someone in the crowd suddenly wailed.

"what--"

(End of this chapter)