3004 Isolation
“Are you still drinking? Come quickly!”
Was this little girl unaware of the danger? If these were the only people they met, it would be one thing. However, when combined with the Green River’s Three Monsters, he would have difficulty protecting the girl.
“Can you beat them?” Feng Jiu asked.
“I’d be fine without you. They can’t hurt me.” Wanyan Shisan looked at her as his voice faded and asked, “Now you know why I didn’t bring you with me, right?”
Feng Jiu chuckled, “Are you dazed just because of the loss of spirit energy breath?”
Wanyan Shisan looked away awkwardly when he heard this. Indeed, if she hadn’t happened to be here, perhaps he would have had no choice but to be slaughtered after eating the drugged food. So, didn’t he still owe her thanks?
Wanyan Shisan’s lips twitched as he thought of this. He told her, “Just sit at this corner! Don’t run around. Do not leave the house. I’ll take care of this first.” As he spoke, he formed a complex and ancient symbol with both hands in front of his body that directly condensed a protective shield and placed her within it.
Feng Jiu looked up, her eyes flashing. A protective shield! It looked quite powerful, but why did he give her such a powerful shield? It’s not like she’s incapable of fighting.
While she was deep in thought, she noticed Wanyan Shisan’s hands crossed, and then two small red flags appeared in his hands. After seeing something suspicious going on, those people in the restaurant had already fled the scene. Only the waiter, who fainted and was dragged to the corner by the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper, who was watching with a mournful expression, stayed.
Oh, his restaurant! He wanted them to fight outside, but he was afraid that saying that would get him killed.
“I’ve long heard that the Wanyan Shisan of the Wanyan clan traversed the Eastern Continent using five of the five elements flags. Evil monsters must avoid you and flee. Today, we want to see your abilities firsthand!
The elderly man with the skeleton stick in hand spoke sinisterly. He lifted the skeleton stick and pointed it to the ground. A visible stream of air began to diffuse around the stick.
The whole restaurant was enveloped by an eerie atmosphere that carried an aura of darkness with it. It was as if the restaurant had been isolated from the outside world by a boundary barrier. The pulsating airflow made the restaurant’s interior feel dark and foreboding. A blast of chilly air also flowed. A sliver of darkness, the gloom in the air, and wisps of floating ghosts made people feel like they’d gone to the underworld.
Feng Jiu, who was sitting in the corner and insulated by the protective shield, continued to drink wine. When she noticed that the restaurant had changed, she looked at the elderly man and saw wisps of white ghosts pouring out of the skull’s mouth and black eye holes.
Some of the wisps of the floating ghosts were screaming with exposed fangs and claws, while others had loose hair and drooping tongues. Those who heard the howling felt disoriented.
She frowned, calmed her heart, set down her wine cup, and watched in silence.
The two red flags in Wanyan Shisan’s hands began to dance, and a crimson flame burst forth, burning the ghost in front of it, as the powerful airflow roared. Wanyan Shisan moved, dispelling the cold air in the restaurant and driving away those wandering ghosts.