Chapter Seven, Encountering the Evil.

It's nothing, really. Just a bone, and it might very well be the one that dog just brought out!

What is happening?" Wen Fei was stunned for a moment before noticing the faint stars and moon appearing on the horizon: "Is it really midnight now?"

However, the ghostly figures from all directions did not seem to be deterred by the talisman. Wen Fei threw the talisman over, but it had no effect at all: "Damn it, I should have known this was a fake. Those Quanzhen Taoists are completely unreliable. I should have gone to Wudang Mountain to seek help..."

Fortunately, after the dog barked twice, there was no more sound. Wen Fei felt a little relieved; the night was as dark as ink. He wandered aimlessly for a few circles, only to hear strange noises seemingly coming from around him. His feet stumbled as if he were walking in a desolate wilderness, with the ground uneven and covered in thorns and wild grasses.

This time, he really has traveled through time again, and Wen Fei finally feels at ease. However, the unfortunate part is that it is already nighttime; upon traveling back, all he sees is pitch darkness, unable to see his own fingers.

He calculated the time and suddenly realized. The first time he crossed over to www.hetushucomcom, it seemed to be night. However, when he arrived in this world, it was daytime, and after wasting several hours, it was already bright when he returned home

"What the hell, this doesn't seem right. How many people must have died to have so many ghostly flames?" Wen Fei's voice began to tremble.

Wen Fei was suddenly filled with joy and took a few steps toward the direction of the light, only to find that the illumination was flickering and uncertain, and it seemed that the color was somewhat off

As a mystic, Wen Fei himself was naturally skeptical of such an explanation

"Goodness, next time I’ll come over at midnight with a tent and sleeping bag... Speaking of which, had I known it was midnight, why would I even come over?" Wen Fei muttered to himself

Wen Fei could no longer maintain his composure this time. He yanked the talisman from around his neck and held it in his hand: "This is at least a talisman I obtained from the Daoist temple, blessed by the Infinite Life Celestial Venerable and protected by the Great Emperor Zhenwu"

A person possesses three flames, embodying a strong masculine energy that generally deters malevolent spirits and entities from approaching. It is akin to the fact that when Wen Fei's soul emerges from the realm of the dead, it does not dare to approach the living, especially those in their prime, as if they are ablaze with fire. If one were to hastily turn around, it is often in that moment of fright that the flame of vitality is extinguished, making one susceptible to danger. Wen Fei, having trained in martial arts for many years, strikes with a powerful palm, generating a gust of wind. If one were to hastily turn around, it is often in that moment of fright that the flame of vitality is extinguished, making one susceptible to danger. Wen Fei, having trained in martial arts for many years, strikes with a powerful palm, generating a gust of wind.

Damn it, Wen Fei spat and muttered about bad luck. What lights are those? Clearly, they are phosphorescent fires, also known as ghost fires. According to the textbook, they are produced when the corpses of humans and animals decompose and release phosphine, which ignites spontaneously. The white flames with a blue hue seen in the fields at night are indeed phosphorescent fires

Is there really a dog in this place? It can't be a wild dog, can it? A couple of years ago, tomb-raiding novels became particularly popular, and one of Wen Fei's friends was so fascinated by them that he even called himself a member of the tomb-raiding clan. With nothing much to do, Wen Fei read a few of them as well, and at this moment, he inexplicably recalled the wild dogs mentioned in the books that specifically dig up corpses in graveyards to eat human flesh

Everywhere was pitch black, and one could not see their fingers when extending their hand. Wen Fei stumbled forward, taking uneven steps, when suddenly a light appeared in the distance, as if a flame had emerged.

Wen Fei felt a cramp in his calf; if he were to be bitten by such a dog, what would happen? What good are rabies vaccines and the various tetanus shots? One cannot be sure of their effectiveness

At the beginning, the voice was somewhat trembling, but as the recitation gradually continued, an unexpected calmness settled in my heart. Indeed, those ghostly shadows seemed to be somewhat afraid, daring not to approach, merely lingering around.

The Great Way is formless, giving birth to heaven and earth; the Great Way is unfeeling, operating the sun and moon; the Great Way is nameless, nurturing all things; I do not know its name, I forcefully call it the Way. The Way encompasses: clarity and turbidity, movement and stillness ... Fortunately, Wen Fei is somewhat of a practitioner; when encountering such a situation, he simply recited the Scripture of Purity.

What the hell is this? Wen Fei kicked a hard object under his foot, which seemed to be a piece of withered firewood. With that kick, it shattered, and upon contact with the air, it surprisingly emitted a ghastly green flame.

Wen Fei let out a slight sigh of relief, but then he heard a sinister laugh behind him. The sound was extremely abrupt, almost as if it were ringing in his own ears. Wen Fei did not dare to turn around and instead struck backward with a palm.

It seems to be phosphorescence! Following this dim green flame, Wen Fei realized that what he had just kicked away was not a withered branch, but a piece of decayed leg bone. From its appearance, it seemed to belong to a human body...

Wen Fei was suddenly taken aback, grabbing hold of various items, both large and small. Fortunately, the supermarket was considerate enough to provide sufficiently large bags for packing. Just as Wen Fei's hand brushed against the bag, a ripple flashed through the air.

Little did I know that remaining silent was better; as soon as I murmured, a change occurred immediately. It seemed as if countless will-o'-the-wisps had risen from all directions.

Wen Feiyue became increasingly anxious and dared not wander about, fearing that in the end he would lose his way in the wilderness

Is it related to this? Wen Fei thought to himself, simply placing all his belongings on the bed, sitting cross-legged, with the jade pendant still hanging around his neck. He slowly counted his breaths, dispelling distractions, aiming to reach a state of tranquility. Who would have thought that the jade pendant suddenly emitted a faint stream of warmth? This force was extremely subtle, and if it weren't for being in this state, it would have been difficult to notice even in a library.

"This is not the place known as Luoma Market, is it?" Wen Fei pondered. Even if Luoma Market were in a dilapidated state, it would at least have some broken houses, and there would often be people gathering for the market. It wouldn't have something like phosphorescence. Such things should be found more in desolate outskirts or among scattered graves.

What is that? Suddenly, all the hairs on Wen Fei's back stood on end as he saw the dim green flames flickering, gradually gathering together to form a mass

Yet, amidst the ghostly flames, shadowy figures appeared to be gathering from all directions. These figures were indistinct, seemingly disheveled and clad in tattered garments, as if they had just crawled out from the ground

He silently lamented in his heart when he suddenly heard the sound of "Aow, aow, aow, aow..." At first glance, it seemed like a dog's bark, but it also sounded somewhat deeper.

This time, as he traversed on his own, it should be noon. However, it is quite possible that in this world it is midnight. Thinking of this, Wen Fei felt a wave of headache. The nights in the wilderness are vastly different from those in the city; the wind is cool and the dew is heavy, making the temperature several degrees lower than that in the city. Although Wen Fei was wearing a Daoist robe, he still found it somewhat unbearable in such a night.