Chapter 170 Ghost God Arrives

As Ye Yang activated the Star River Secret Lock, every street corner of Paper Figure Village was already on high alert.

The Paper Figure Village, shrouded in murderous intent, was like the sea before a storm. The calmer it was now, the more violent the storm would be.

I walked out of the village chief's house, stood in the courtyard, and looked towards Paper Figure Village: "A ghost god is here!"

Jiu Ci stood up abruptly: "Where?"

I raised my hand and pointed towards the village entrance: "There!"

Humans cannot clearly see opponents thousands of meters away with the naked eye, but the three of us simultaneously saw the figure in Confucian robes with a cold expression.

The moment the other person raised their head at the street entrance, I felt an illusion that they were right in front of me.

At that moment, the Pale Skinner's pale face and icy killing intent seemed to appear less than five meters away from us. As the skinning knife flipped out from his hand, a cold light flashed, and Jiu Ci and Mo Caiwei simultaneously took a step back.

I crossed paths with the two girls and stood in front of them, purple light flashing in my eyes, and my murderous aura directly collided with the opponent's.

Although the Pale Skinner and I hadn't made a single move, our auras collided like two torrents.

The Paper Figure Village was heavily guarded, and even the Pale Skinner, as a ghost god, couldn't instantly appear before me.

The illusion that he was descending as a ghost god was nothing more than using the power of a ghost god to exert mental pressure on me. If I showed even a hint of timidity, the other party would take the opportunity to completely defeat me mentally.

If I retreated, I would surely lose!

I sneered, my aura rising steadily, the killing intent in my eyes almost materialized, and the purple light in my eyes flickered like lightning.

"Wolf—" Jiu Ci, standing behind me, screamed: "Why is there a wolf shadow on Li Po's body?"

I heard Jiu Ci's scream, but I couldn't turn back to ask what was going on!

Later, Mo Caiwei told me that when I stood on the top of the mountain, a black wolf's phantom appeared on my body, a vicious wolf that seemed to come from hell, feeding on ghost gods. Just a flash of the phantom brought bloodiness and caused panic.

In a short moment, strong lights burst out from nearby rooftops, and the roof tiles were lifted one after another. At least four heavy crossbows were pointed directly at me. The foot-long arrowheads were dazzling with bloody light under the illumination, and the runes engraved on the arrowheads were also lighting up layer by layer, adding a bit of killing intent to the blood color on the arrows.

Mo Caiwei immediately stood in front of me: "Don't move! The village chief has ordered that everything is to cooperate with Li Po."

The crossbowmen sitting on the distant rooftops didn't move, but I heard the sound of the mechanism spring being released. Heavy crossbows and guns have one thing in common, which is that they have a "safety". If the safety is not released, even if there is a bullet in the chamber, you can't fire.

The sound just now was the sound of the heavy crossbow releasing its safety.

The corner of my mouth slightly raised in a sneer, my murderous aura rampaging, and my feet took a step forward. Under the pressure of the killing intent and fighting spirit, the Pale Skinner's figure retreated further and further away, disappearing into my eyes.

Before Mo Caiwei and the others could breathe a sigh of relief, I suddenly turned around and pointed at the Pale Skinner at the street entrance.

My killing intent was like a knife, facing the ghost god from afar, and undisguised contempt appeared in my eyes: "The four servants of Greed Wolf? Bullshit!"

My voice was not loud, but it couldn't hide from the ears and eyes of a ghost god. The Pale Skinner was thousands of meters away, roaring to the sky: "Li Po, this deity will not rest until I have skinned you alive!"

As the Pale Skinner roared wildly, the tiles of the shops along the street flew around. The Pale Skinner's figure split into five, rushing in different directions.

In an instant, the five figures reunited on the street.

The Pale Skinner was still in the guise of a scholar, but the knife in his hand was dripping with blood.

More than a dozen human skins, like those blown up by air, slowly floated from the houses without roofs, like a pile of pale human-shaped balloons suspended in mid-air, even more like a group of伥鬼 (chang gui - spirits of those killed by tigers, said to guide the tiger to more victims) working for the tiger, following the Pale Skinner along the street.

I just glanced at the street and said: "Everyone, go inside! Leave the rest to the village chief."

Jiu Ci exclaimed: "What are you saying? You were just saying that everything should be under your command, that you have a way to deal with the ghost god. Now, you want to desert at the last minute?"

I looked at him coldly: "Letting you go back is helping the Paper Figure Village subdue the ghost god. You don't have to believe it, and I don't require you to go back."

I didn't look at Jiu Ci again, turned around and walked into the house, Mo Caiwei was the first to follow.

Jiu Ci gritted his teeth and followed in. When he saw the scene in the house, he was furious on the spot: "Li Po! You're drinking? The people in our village are risking their lives for you to fight the ghost god, and you're sitting in the house drinking? Do you have any conscience?"

"You can go out and fight too, I won't stop you!" I picked up a wine jar from the ground and poured the wine into my mouth against the mouth of the jar. After drinking half a catty in one breath, I said: "Mo Caiwei, close all the doors and windows, lock the windows tightly, don't let the outside see inside!"

Before Mo Caiwei could get up, Jiu Ci rushed to say: "No! Mo Caiwei, you can't listen to him. Li Po has ulterior motives, he never intended to save the village!"

I picked up the wine and took another sip: "Believe it or not, it's up to you."