Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 47 Ghost Shadow
"Dong dong."

The figure outside was still knocking on the door. The sound was not loud, but it seemed extremely abrupt in the silent night.

Lin Yao was awakened by the sudden knock on the door.

He pressed his forehead, the drowsiness in his head making him feel very uncomfortable.

"Who's outside?"

Lin Yao forced himself to sit up. The woman had reminded him not to go out late at night.

Now there was a constant knock on the door.

"Lin Yao, it's me."

Xiaoqing's voice came from outside the room.

Lin Yao smelled a strong smell of decay.

The embroidery thread spread from the bedside to the door. The moment it touched the door, Lin Yao felt that his control over the embroidery thread was lost.

When I looked towards the door, the embroidery thread turned into dust and fell to the ground.

"There should be some kind of terrifying existence outside this first layer."

Lin Yao slowed down his breathing, the drowsiness in his mind made it difficult for him to think.

"Dong dong."

The knocking sound continued, but the person outside was not in a hurry and kept knocking gently at a certain rhythm.

"It was directed at me."

Lin Yao remained silent. The people outside knew Xiaoqing, and they must have come directly to his door after arriving at this Lilac Cottage.

"The woman probably knew about it, but she acquiesced to its arrival."

Just as he was thinking about how to solve the problem, the knocking on the door outside suddenly stopped.

Under the moonlight, the shadow outside the door was stretched very long, completely covering Lin Yao.

Shortly after the knocking stopped, the shadow suddenly disappeared, as if the person outside had left.

"gone?"

The embroidery thread reached out again, but there was no one outside the door.

Lin Yao sat on the edge of the bed, feeling something was wrong.

The woman in Lilac Cottage is already the top one in the first floor. This can be seen from the location where she lives. Earlier, the woman's seat under the stage was also quite near the front.

Apart from the ceramic doll that had not yet arrived, there was only an empty space in front of the woman.

But after Lin Yao entered the ancient house, he only came into contact with the two sisters and the maid.

If the maid came to see me, there was no need for her to disguise herself as Xiaoqing.

Furthermore, her lips had been sewn shut, and it was impossible for the perpetrator to allow her to speak.

"Could it be the existence behind the blue bricks?"

As Lin Yao was thinking, the room was suddenly filled with the smell of decay.

He immediately got up from the bed, and just as Lin Yao got up, the originally exquisite bed became dilapidated, as if it had gone through many years.

"The man outside came in."

Lin Yao stood in the room, his scalp tingling.

Wherever he looked, he couldn't see any human figures, but the increasingly strong smell of decay and the gradually mottled walls all hinted at it.

There is one more person in the room now.

The embroidery thread continued to flow out and surrounded Lin Yao, but it was slowly decaying.

He looked at the embroidery thread that was decaying around him.

The speed of decay is not fast. The person outside must have used some other methods to enter the room, and the price is that its ability cannot be fully exerted.

But the most difficult thing now is that Lin Yao has no idea where this person is hiding.

Moreover, the drowsiness in his head became more and more severe, causing his vision to become a little blurry, and it would not be long before he fell asleep again.

At that time, he became a lamb to be slaughtered.

A little blood flowed from the corner of Lin Yao's mouth. He bit his lower lip tightly, using the pain to stimulate himself to stay awake.

Now the only way to have a chance of winning is to figure out how it got in.

At the very least, we can drive it out of the room.

The aura of decay drew closer, and Lin Yao drew out his sword, guarding against its sneak attack. The sword's blade shone with a cold light, reflecting a few rays of moonlight.

Lin Yao saw his own reflection in the sword.

"Wait, Shadow?"

Lin Yao's heart moved slightly. He remembered that when the knock on the door first sounded, there was no shadow in the room.

Instead, after the sound stopped, the figure of the person outside enveloped him.

Then, it disappeared outside the door, and at the same time, a decayed smell appeared in the room.

Thinking of this, Lin Yao gathered up the embroidery thread and gradually climbed up the door behind her.

The decayed aura paused slightly, and then attacked Lin Yao at a faster speed.

If it, hiding in the shadow, panics, that proves that my guess was right.

Lin Yao frowned slightly as he watched the embroidery thread beneath his feet decay at an increasingly faster rate.

Now he not only had to explore the speed of decay and erosion, but also had to distract himself to block the moonlight at the door, leaving not even a tiny gap.

Judging from the current rate of erosion, I'm afraid that before I can block the moonlight, decay will have already eroded my body.

Lin Yao waved his sleeves lightly, and retracted all the embroidery threads in front of him. At the same time, the embroidery threads behind him spread wildly.

Without the embroidery thread blocking it, the smell of decay began to attack Lin Yao unscrupulously.

He took a step and quickly retreated towards the door.

But the smell of decay followed him closely like a maggot in his tarsal bones.

"Boom."

Lin Yao's back hit the door and he had nowhere to retreat.

Seeing him stop, the smell of decay instantly swarmed over him.

A golden light flashed in Lin Yao's eyes, and then slowly disappeared.

Although the Buddhist protective spell can restrain evil spirits, it still emits light, and Lin Yao can only use it to protect himself. If it alarms other terrifying creatures in the ancient house.

There is no need for anyone in the dark to take action, he will be dead.

The smell of decay came to Lin Yao in an instant.

On the other side of the room, the embroidery thread had completely blocked the moonlight. Lin Yao immediately rushed to the side, but the dizziness slowed his movements a little.

The smell of decay intertwined with his body, and Lin Yao felt a piercing pain in his arm.

After he landed, the smell of decay continued to spread, but stagnated at the boundary between light and darkness.

Lin Yao took a deep breath. The pain in his left arm made him tremble all over. The smell of decay had already invaded his body.

But fortunately, where he is now, the aura of decay dare not take a single step beyond his reach.

Lin Yao tore off his sleeve, bit it in his mouth, and then used the sword to scrape the infected arm continuously.

The smell of blood and decay filled the room. The embroidery thread kept patching up his injured area, but he kept scratching it.

"Why bother."

Some familiar voices came, and the drowsiness in my mind became even stronger.

Lin Yao stopped what he was doing. If he could see now, he would have seen that his forearm had been scratched so deeply that the bone was visible.

He forced himself to fight sleepiness and weakness from excessive blood loss, his eyes already feeling extremely heavy.

The shadow cast by the moonlight slowly squirmed and gradually turned into a human figure.

The figure was wearing a mask similar to the ones in Fengmen Village.

The exposed skin looked as old as a dead branch.

It slowly raised its hand and took off the mask.

A young face that was completely different from the body appeared in Lin Yao's eyes.

"How can this be?"

Lin Yao stared blankly at the face in front of him.

Another "Lin Yao" stood in the moonlight and spoke softly.

"Hello, my name is Lin Yao."

(End of this chapter)