Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 370: Delusion

In front of Li Zhi and others, a strange-looking object suddenly appeared.

It has roughly human-like limbs and a torso, but the parts where the facial features should be are empty, and its entire body is as black as ink, as if it has absorbed all the darkness in the world.

If it weren't for the jumping torches emitting a dim light shining on it, and the flying sand and dust all around as a backdrop, I'm afraid no one would be able to detect its existence at all.

Duan Heng frowned, his expression solemn, and said in a low voice: "What kind of monster is this?"

The other people also had looks of surprise and doubt on their faces, looking at each other. It was obvious that they, like Duan Heng, had no idea what this strange thing was.

Li Zhi, on the other hand, uttered a slight exclamation, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "This... seems to be a lie?"

"Delusion?"

When everyone heard this, they all turned their eyes to Li Zhi, their eyes full of confusion and curiosity.

Duan Heng then asked, "What is delusion?"

Li Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the relevant records he had seen in [Strange Stories] before. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Wang is a kind of evil spirit derived from the ghost absorbing a large amount of resentment. This kind of evil spirit has no independent thoughts and consciousness, and its behavior is completely driven by the instinct of the resentment it absorbs..."

Zhang Wenchu heard this, his eyes gleamed, and he said thoughtfully: "So, this delusion must have absorbed the resentment of those who died in this desert, so it possessed Hu Zheng and tried to destroy our water source and let us die together in this vast desert!"

As soon as Zhang Wenchu said this, everyone's faces instantly turned extremely ugly.

Chen Hua was furious and cursed: "This damn guy! If we hadn't discovered it in time, it would have succeeded!"

After saying that, Chen Hua suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, he chopped down with the sword fiercely, instantly splitting the evil spirit named Wang into two halves.

The split body of Wang was like two halves of black human-shaped skin, lying limply on the ground, motionless, as if it had lost all life.

Li Zhi glanced at the debris on the ground, then slowly turned his gaze to the others and said seriously: "It is very likely that there are still many such evil spirits in this desert. So from today on, everyone must be vigilant. No matter what you do, at least three people must go together..."

At this point, Li Zhi turned to look at Captain Yang and said seriously: "Captain Yang, the brothers of the Qiongqi Camp have been fighting for years, and they have a lot of evil spirits. These evil spirits dare not approach easily. Please arrange some people to protect the envoys of the Ministry of Rites."

Although Captain Yang still had a stern expression and was unsmiling, he was well aware of the importance of the matter. He nodded solemnly, then turned around and quickly arranged personnel.

When the other envoys from the Ministry of Rites heard this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They knew in their hearts that in such a dangerous place, powerless civil servants like them would undoubtedly be the easiest targets for these evil spirits.

They don't want to end up like Hu Zheng and become a puppet possessed by evil spirits.

After all, at this moment Hu Zheng was lying on the ground with a grim face and no breath. The tragic scene brought them a great shock.

Therefore, Li Zhi specially asked Captain Yang to arrange people to protect them, which made them feel grateful.

After everyone hastily buried the dead Hu Zheng, Li Zhi dispersed the onlookers, and then took away the remains of Wang that was split in half by Chen Hua, with several companions from the Yeyou Division.

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Duan Heng was puzzled to see that Li Zhi actually brought back the evil body.

He immediately looked at Li Zhi with curiosity and asked, "Why? Could this thing have any other use?"

Li Zhi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile, and weighed the remains of Wang in his hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "This thing is indeed quite useful."

When the others heard this, they immediately became interested and gathered around Li Zhi, waiting for him to tell them.

Seeing that everyone was so curious, Li Zhi stopped keeping them in suspense and explained directly: "Although this demon is formed by the ghost absorbing resentment, its remains have magical effects and can block the invasion of some evil resentment."

This is what Li Zhi saw in [Strange Stories].

It is recorded in [Strange Stories] that there are some special functions of this evil spirit called Wang.

The thought of warding off evil is the most important one.

According to legend, in a certain small country, many people died almost every day due to years of war.

Therefore, many evil spirits were born there.

Delusion is one of them.

The people there rely on the false body to block the invasion of evil thoughts.

The author of "Strange Records" also learned this information from that small country when he passed by there, and then wrote it down one by one.

You must know that in Yongguo, there is no such evil spirit as Wang, because it is difficult for ghosts to emerge in Yongguo.

Although Master Liu once told Li Zhi that ghosts and spirits could grow infinitely because they were not bound by the rules of heaven, Li Zhi had never encountered a truly powerful ghost or evil spirit along the way.

This is because any powerful ghost is either captured and refined by someone for their own use, or is killed by the Night Patrol, and it is impossible for them to form such an evil spirit.

This is also the reason why Duan Heng and the others were all confused when they saw Wang.

"Oh? So, we don't have to worry about people being possessed by ghosts in the future?" Nangong Wen's eyes lit up, a joyful smile instantly spread across his face, and he said excitedly.

However, Li Zhi shook his head slowly, and said with a look of regret: "We have a large entourage, and the number of these remains is limited, and it is not enough."

Nangong Wen heard this, and his smile froze on his face. He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Then what should I do?"

Li Zhi thought for a moment and came up with a plan: "Cut this thing into small pieces and give each person a little. Although the effect will be weakened, it can still provide some isolation."

Nangong Wen smiled helplessly and nodded, "That's the only way."

After the few people had discussed it, they took action quickly.

They cut Wang's body into black blocks of varying sizes. These small blocks looked like animal skins of strange texture, emitting a faint, eerie smell.

Li Zhi and his colleagues quickly discussed the distribution plan.

First of all, Li Zhi, Duan Heng, Zhang Wenchu, Jia Zhen, Nangong Wen and Chen Hua themselves, as practitioners, have a certain ability to resist evil spirits, so they decided that they did not need this broken body.

As for the soldiers of the Qiongqi Camp, Li Zhi used the special perception ability of the Five Ghosts to carefully identify and exclude those soldiers with extremely strong evil spirits. These soldiers were surrounded by evil spirits, like a natural barrier, and ordinary evil spirits did not dare to approach them.

Then, Li Zhi and others distributed these small black pieces according to the strength of other people's aura.

Basically, each member of the Ministry of Rites' envoy delegation received a relatively large piece of money.

The people in the envoy group were naturally not stupid. They could tell at a glance that the source of these black skins was the evil demon who had been beheaded.

But in this dangerous desert, with their lives at stake, they had no time to show disdain or fear. They were so excited that they carefully hung the black leather that Li Zhi gave them on their bodies, as if it was an important guarantee for their survival in this dangerous environment.

Seeing that the matter had come to a temporary end, Li Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and arranged for everyone to take a short rest.

As the night gradually faded, the sky began to turn pale, and the faint morning light sprinkled on the vast desert.

Everyone woke up from their short rest, packed their bags, and set out again on the journey to the Great Wei.