Death Curse

"Why are there so many more spirits and monsters!"

"Brother, we've run out of arrows, what do we do?"

Shen Kun's voice came from another Yinmu arrow tower, his tone filled with heavy breathing.

Although their creation characteristics greatly enhance their combat power.

However, high-intensity shooting in a short period of time also consumes a great deal of physical strength.

The four archers continued shooting arrows without pause, continuously slaying the powerful monsters that surged into the 300-meter range of the Yinmu Arrow Tower like a tidal wave. By now, their arms were starting to ache.

But now, Shen Yi had to stop shooting.

His more than two hundred dark black arrows, as well as the dark black arrows he recently collected from Mo Guanhai's home.

All four hundred-plus Deep Black Arrows have now been used up.

Outside the Shen family's ten-acre manor, the ground was covered with the corpses of demons!

Shen Yi and his group used all their arrows to kill the Mist Shadow Monster and the Swamp Monster, and even some powerful special monsters.

At this point, more than four hundred powerful monsters had already died at their hands!

Tonight will be a tough battle!

But if he can get through tonight, it will bring him unprecedented riches!

It is both a crisis and an opportunity!

"We can only use the wooden golems to deal with this."

Shen Yi said in a deep voice.

Their arrows were all used up, so they couldn't provide fire support to the wooden golems, but they did buy them a lot of time.

The rest of the night will be spent watching the wooden puppet soldiers.

Even if all twenty wooden puppet soldiers are wiped out tonight, it doesn't matter.

Their earnings tonight are more than enough to cover their losses!

The number of lantern ghosts has only been around 2,100 for the past two nights.

However, tonight.

The lantern ghosts seemed to have been stirred up from their lair, their numbers increasing dramatically, several times more than on any other night!

Looking around, the countless lantern ghosts surged like a tide around the manor.

The number is no less than six or seven thousand!

After observing for a moment, Shen Yi concluded that they seemed to have been brought there by other powerful spirits.

Most of the powerful monsters are targeting the south of the village.

The lantern ghosts, being of low rank, were unable to participate and could only settle for second best, retreating to the west side of the village.

Shen Yi glanced at the materials in the collection section.

There are also more than 13,000 pieces of Yin Soul Wood.

This is his greatest source of security!

"The camp south of the village has completely fallen."

He gazed into the distance, where flames were already raging in the direction of the camp south of the village, burning houses to ashes and leaving only charred ruins.

Villagers continued to flee from the camp south of the village.

The screams, cries, and calls for help mingled together, creating a truly chilling scene.

Shen Yi's pupils reflected their wretched and miserable state, his eyes filled with indifference.

Shen Kun, Shen Yuan, and Guan Yue remained unmoved, coldly watching this scene of hell on earth.

The four of them had no ties to the village; the lives and deaths of the villagers were none of their concern.

If someone in the village dies.

Shen Yi would then naturally take over the entire Black Mountain Village and transform it into his absolute territory.

However, he soon discovered that although the camp south of the village had been breached by the monsters, many villagers had gathered together and were evacuating in an orderly manner, and the monsters nearby did not dare to approach them easily.

This scene stood out conspicuously in the darkness.

Shen Yi soon noticed that there was a rope wrapped around the outside of the group of people.

Their hands gripped the rope tightly, and any spirit that dared to step forward would be immediately flung away by the rope.

"What good stuff is this?"

Shen Yi's eyes lit up.

It appears that this rope possesses miraculous exorcising properties, capable of repelling evil spirits.

With the help of ropes, the group quickly left the camp south of the village and headed east.

……

Liao Ning and the others were completely unaware that their actions in the darkness had been observed by the four people from the western manor.

They walked hurriedly, their faces filled with panic and uncertainty.

This was the first time they had been completely exposed to the darkness without any buildings to provide shelter, with only a mysterious rope in their hands, a thin rope that did not give them any peace of mind.

Liu Dachuan kept a close eye on the changes in the evil-suppressing rope. When he noticed that the blood on it was visibly fading rapidly, his expression changed slightly.

"Quickly find a stable building; the protective rope's effects are almost gone!"

"It shouldn't be one of the wooden huts in your camp; it should at least be a stone hut, so it's not easily set on fire by the fire monster!"

To save trouble, everyone moved to the campsite in the south of the village, where they all built wooden houses.

Who would have thought that such a fire-breathing monster would suddenly appear?

Liu Yu then thought of a safe place and called out:

"Let's go to Master Mo's house! Master Mo's house is a stone building; their walls are thick and sturdy, and it's spacious enough for all of us to hide inside!"

"Alright, lead the way quickly!"

The group finally made it to the east side of the village.

They saw Mo Guanhai organizing people to continuously slash and kill monsters while welcoming fleeing villagers into the house.

Their faces lit up with joy, and they exclaimed repeatedly:

"Fifth Master Mo! We're here too! Help! Help!"

Mo Guanhai looked back and saw the group of people coming from the south in a disheveled state, and his face frowned slightly.

"How did things get like this over there?"

"It's a long story, Fifth Master. Enough talk, let's go in quickly, the weasel will be here soon!"

"A weasel!?"

Mo Guanhai's eyes sharpened.

He had encountered weasels before; these creatures are not to be trifled with, as they are extremely intelligent.

They are also extremely vengeful and will go to great lengths to seek revenge. This could easily lead to the destruction of their families.

He didn't have time to ask them how they had offended the weasels; he just wanted to get people inside as quickly as possible.

"Come in quickly!"

The group worked together to drive away the surrounding monsters, and when they had a chance, they quickly hid in the courtyard, all of them breathing a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate to have escaped death.

Seeing them enter, Mo Guanhai finally asked in a deep voice, "Was the situation in the village tonight also caused by the weasels?"

"It should be."

Liao Ning was pale. She had been scratched on the arm by a weasel earlier, and it was bleeding profusely. She only had time to treat it now.

Mo Guanhai then learned the whole story from everyone's conversation.

"It seems that weasel tampered with the kettle, deliberately letting you take it back and putting a curse on you."

Mo Guanhai said seriously, "You're under a spell. The weasel can know your location at any time."

"Fifth Master Mo, how can we break the curse?"

Liu Yu's face was filled with panic and regret.

Mo Guanhai looked at him with a very complicated expression.

Once you're cursed by the weasel, there's almost no way to escape it!

At least he had never seen anyone who could unravel it; at most, one could only live for seven days before becoming a weasel's walking corpse puppet.

This is a death curse!

But he didn't say it, lest he cause Liu Yu to despair.

His voice was hoarse as he slowly said, "Let's just get through tonight first, and think of something tomorrow."