Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 17 Don't blame me if you don't listen
If someone calls your name, don't look back and don't answer.

The light of the burning red candle lit up again, and another layer of the world in front of Chen Ningan began to emerge again.

It's absurd and weird, but also a clever fusion.

A huge arm tree grew in front of him, emitting silent terror.

Behind him, the sound coming from the tombstone was very close.

"We'll gain something all the way south, but if you hinder me here, don't blame me for being rude to you."

The figure behind him was almost leaning against his back. At this moment, Chen Ning'an's shoulders also began to feel cold. The thing followed him like a shadow.

A layer of frost formed on his arms at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood vessels turned black.

He did not panic, but calmly took out a ball of mud from his arms and smeared it on his shoulders to resist the cold.

Then, he reached into his arms, pulled out a sharpened branch, and poked it hard behind him!
"what!"

Chen Ning'an did not turn back when he heard the extremely familiar scream. Instead, he pulled out the second branch and stabbed it towards the source of the scream!
"what!"

A sound exactly like the roar of a wild beast came from behind, and Chen Ningan turned around.

But he didn't turn back to watch the show. He took out the almost expired door god paper from his arms and covered the screaming shadow with it.

This time, the opponent could no longer resist and disappeared along with the burning of the door god paper.

Looking back, I saw two branches of lightning-struck wood that had been stained black by an unknown object and had fallen to the ground. They were no longer usable.

The door god drawings were shattered all over the floor, and all their spirituality was lost.

And the grave was right behind him, very close. It was clearly some distance away but strangely seemed so much closer.

Chen Ning'an sighed, picked up the lantern and prepared to leave.

"and many more……"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked at the small mound of earth behind the tombstone.

"According to professional practice, we practitioners generally don't do this."

He clasped his hands together and prayed: "But after all, you were the first to attack, I was only acting in self-defense."

After reading it, he picked up a piece of plastic board on the ground and started digging.

The small mound of earth was not very high and the soil was not very compact, so after he had been digging for a few minutes, he poked something.

It's a coffin.

Chen Ningan quickly slid open the cover. He was familiar with this type. Most of the covers nowadays were sliding.

A foul smell hit him. There was a giant corpse lying inside. He frowned and searched for something useful as soon as possible.

He ignored the girl's jewelry and gold and silver. After searching carefully, he found a round object with a germ.

It seemed to be the seed of some plant, very hard and about the size of a fist.

Would a normal person’s burial object be a strange seed?

Chen Ning'an searched for a while and after making sure there was nothing inside, he slid the coffin lid back.

Symbolically adding more soil, he picked up the harvest and faced the remaining problems.

The arm tree blocks the road.

This is a problem that cannot be solved if he still wants to move on.

But looking at the horrific corpses above, it is obvious that forcing through is not feasible and will cost one's life.

"Tree, tree, if you move aside, I can pretend that what happened today never happened."

Chen Ningan warned righteously, but the giant tree remained motionless and silent.

Makes no sense.

Chen Ning'an sighed, then rummaged through his body to find the remaining candles.

He tore off his clothes, wrapped them in candles, and lit them one by one.

In the Shanlei Yi hexagram of Shan Ze Sun, trees block the road and the only thing that can restrain it is fire.

If the tree moved aside, he would just pretend nothing happened and save the red candle.

But the other party didn't seem to be so reasonable. Chen Ning'an confirmed it one last time: "I don't know if you can understand it, but I'll assume that you are spiritual. I said, get out of the way!"

He counted to three in his mind, then without hesitation, he lit the clothes outside the red candle and threw them towards the treetops.

In an instant, the treetops began to burn, and the arms on the tree kept swinging and hovering, trying to put out the fire.

But at this moment, the air flow from Chen Ningan's body was released, and the wind fanned the flames, making it impossible to contain the flames. The flames that shot up into the sky illuminated all directions!

The alley on Fuchun Road was quiet with only a telephone pole.

In the world of lanterns, the flames not only burned the arm tree but also the trees on both sides. The flames that shot up into the sky lit up the sky.

"I told you I gave you a chance."

Chen Ning'an held the lantern and slowly moved away from the burning tree.

There was a smell of burnt meat wafting from the trees, but he remained indifferent. Even when flames were shooting up into the sky, he still held the lantern and did not dare to extinguish the candle inside.

I don’t know how long this fire will burn.

He held the Si Nan and walked southward. The ground he passed by was a little rough and overgrown with weeds.

Not long after, he saw some small houses appearing in front of him.

They were all small bungalows built with stones, and the doors were short, not even as high as his waist.

Chen Ning'an used the lantern to illuminate the inside, and everything inside these miniature rooms was clearly visible.

There are old wooden tables and chairs, a dusty stove, and some dried plants.

There was not a single person, not a single living being.

The only standard in this world is dead silence.

Suddenly, Chen Ning'an discovered something unusual and saw traces of human activity in front of a relatively neat and clean stone house.

A piece of lantern handle was exposed at the door, which was exactly the same as the lantern he was holding, and the extinguished lantern could be clearly seen.

In front of the lantern is a stone jar used to store water in rural areas. It is ordinary and nothing special.

After seeing this, Chen Ning'an did not approach, but instead immediately moved away from all the houses.

trap!

He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the water tank, splashing water.

Suddenly, a human hand grasped the edge of the water tank tightly, and a wailing sound came from the water:
"Help!"

"help me!"

"Someone come and save me."

A figure kept struggling in the water tank. Although the water tank was less than one meter high, the person inside could not stand up and held on to the edge of the tank tightly with both hands.

Chen Ning'an slowly stepped back, watching the man's struggle become less and less intense with cold eyes, and left when there was no more movement.

Water can produce Zhen wood and consume the energy of the body hexagram Gen earth, which will cause disaster.

He can save people, he can try to choose methods according to the hexagrams, and he also has Vajra Talismans and beast hides with giant power tattoos.

But he didn't. In uncertain situations, it is a gentleman's behavior to protect oneself and avoid mistakes.

"Where is that lightning-struck tree?"

The fire started to burn all around. Chen Ning'an kept muttering to himself, and kept moving southward.

The wind is blowing.

It brought with it gray stones, grass leaves, and smoke from fire.

Chen Ning'an subconsciously covered his mouth and nose. Here, no matter how cautious you are, it is never too cautious.

Fortunately, this wind blows from the real world, and the rustling is normal.

However, Chen Ning'an saw another tomb.

Under the scarlet light of the lantern, the girl on the tombstone looked more lively.

(End of this chapter)