Chapter 546 Wu Xianxue Foreign Language
After passing through the tunnel.
It is a canyon.
The canyon was damp and dark, with some weeds and fungi growing on the edges. Looking up at the sky, it was covered with dark clouds and no stars could be seen. It was as depressing as the corridor of a dormitory building.
There is no light source here, but Wu Xian has a cat's eye, so he can see something.
After passing through the dark canyon, Wu Xian saw a not-too-thick peach tree. Behind the peach tree was an open door, and warm firelight came from behind the door.
Just enter this door.
Wu Xian has passed today's test.
But under the peach tree, there stood an evil ghost with a green face, red hair, a stout body, protruding nails, and a circle of human heads hanging around his waist!
The evil ghost hooked its finger at Wu Xian, with an indescribable evil on its face. In its hands, it held a few chains, at the end of which was a skinny wandering ghost.
"I am the guardian of the Peach Blossom Spring. I planted this tree and opened this door. If you want to go in, you must leave something here for me!"
Wu Xian understood.
This is the content of the language test.
What I meant by leaving something behind was probably using the sentences I learned in the language class to communicate with this evil ghost.
As long as you agree to sacrifice to it, become its servant, or offer it organs such as eyes and duodenum, you can enter the room safely.
Isn't it just groveling?
Wu Xianhui!
In order to deal with such moments, he carefully memorized three sentences in the language class.
'Please don't kill me!'
'I offer you a living sacrifice!'
'From now on I will serve you as my ancestor and burn four sticks of incense every day.'
To show respect.
Wu Xian planned to combine these three sentences into one sentence and send it to the evil ghost.
His eyes became excited, and he loudly shouted out the words he had prepared long ago, using the evil language he had learned in class.
"What a great boss!"
The evil ghost was stunned.
The ferocious expression became a little dull, and a rare look of doubt appeared in his murderous scarlet eyes.
Wu Xian also looked at the evil ghost's expression nervously.
Anyone who has learned a foreign language may have had this feeling: when learning a foreign language, the easiest words to learn are always swear words.
For example, 'Baga', 'Fak', 'Xiba' and so on...
So when Wu Xian was learning evil language, he naturally focused on how to say dirty words!
The human language meaning of the sentence above is...
"I wish I could kill your ancestors alive today!"
It took Wu Xian a lot of brain cells to piece together this sentence.
During the language coach's lecture, Wu Xian noticed that the number of bytes in the evil language was consistent with that of human language.
He then looked for the same syllables in different sentences to determine the meaning of individual words.
If Wu Xian had not spent a lot of time analyzing the language rules, with his memory, how could he have only remembered three sentences?
Wu Xian stared at the evil ghost's expression nervously.
Soon, the evil spirit's expression changed from confusion to anger, and then to rage.
"How dare you scold me!"
Wu Xian was very happy!
It worked!
He finally mastered an evil word to curse people!
Wu Xian has been to so many blessed places and fought against so many evil spirits, some of which made Wu Xian feel genuinely sick.
Not being able to curse the evil spirit in its native dialect was a great regret in his life!
Since this sentence was successful, Wu Xian must listen carefully to the next two language classes. After all, this is the most valuable knowledge he can learn in this blessed land!
The evil ghost pounded the ground hard, and then pulled up the peach tree with one hand. The roots underneath the peach tree turned out to be a series of hideous spines with sharp thorns.
"I won't let you in!"
"I will smash you into meat paste and bury you under my tree. You will become nutrients for the growth of peach flowers. Even the old man of the land can't save you. This is me..." Swish!
The evil ghost's voice suddenly stopped.
Because Wu Xian suddenly disappeared!
The evil ghost looked around but couldn't find Wu Xian, but if it looked up, it would find Wu Xian standing on top of its head.
This is the effect of the magic power - the magic is one foot high.
After using this magical power, Wu Xian can teleport to one foot above the head of any visible target within a five-meter straight line, and can stay in the air for up to one minute.
After searching for a while.
The evil ghost suddenly heard a plop sound behind him.
This is Wu Xian falling to the ground.
The evil ghost's forehead was covered with sweat. He slowly turned his head and found that one of Wu Xian's feet had already stepped into the room.
"It's over!"
The evil ghost turned around hurriedly, but he knew in his heart that it was too late to turn around now. Even if Wu Xian moved slowly, he could enter the room before that.
Unexpectedly, Wu Xian not only did not go in, but retracted his legs.
The evil ghost was overjoyed when he saw this and hurriedly raised the weapon in his hand, but before the weapon fell, a dark green fireball was released from Wu Xian's hand.
Ghost-True Fire Curse!
The real fire was contaminated by the ghost energy, becoming eerie and ghostly, and the dark green flame hit the evil ghost's chest.
boom!
The huge impact directly knocked the evil ghost away!
The green flame spread outward from the evil ghost's chest like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and did not stop until the evil ghost was burned into a skeleton.
Wu Xian walked over, took out a stick of incense from the skeleton, and then walked into the room with the open door with light steps.
crunch...
The door closes.
Wu Xian passed this small test.
……
I do not know how long it has been.
A painful groan was heard from the village at the foot of the mountain.
A man with charred skin crawled out of the yard. This man was the officer who was hit by the "Thunder and Lightning Fury" and was electrocuted and knocked unconscious.
When the rebel officers woke up, they saw a hellish scene in the village.
He wandered around the village aimlessly, but couldn't find any living rebels. All of his men died in a miserable way, which was not something a human could do.
Now this black-faced rebel officer has become the only survivor in the village.
"Ah... ghost!"
"It must be a ghost. This village is haunted!"
The black-faced rebel officer was so frightened that he was trembling with fear and ran out of the village screaming, but when he reached the village entrance, his steps slowed down.
On that charred face, there appeared a fear deeper than the suspicion of having seen a ghost.
Because outside the village.
There was another rebel army.
The leader of this new rebel army, riding on a horse, looked at the black-faced officer in surprise.
"Oh, there's a survivor. Take him down and interrogate him to find out what happened."
A new rebel asked, "Do you want to leave them alive?"
"No, a letter will do."
The black-faced rebel officer knelt on the ground in despair. This new rebel army was also a rebel, but they were not in the same camp as him.
The rebel army that massacred the village already had a bad reputation.
But this new rebel army also frightened the black-faced rebel officers, because what this new rebel army was most famous for was not the number of killings, but the methods of torture.
"If it were them, they might be able to kill people as if they were haunted..."
The black-faced rebel leader was dragged away.
In the village at night, inhuman screams of pain echoed, and the screams lasted for a long, long time...
(End of this chapter)
