If it weren’t for the fact that the relationship between me and Zhang Chen was as incompatible as water and fire, I’m afraid I would already have believed the nonsense outside the door and opened it!
Inside the room, Zhang Chen held an ink stone in his hand, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door with a trace of vigilance, his body trembling slightly: "I never thought the plot from the story would actually appear in reality."
The Little Fox Spirit glanced toward the door, listening to the increasingly urgent knocking coming from outside, its eyes whirling rapidly with a desire to curse: "Damn it, wasn’t this thing severely wounded by Zhang Chen last time? Why is it still coming to bother me? This can’t go on. Do I have to carry an article to the neighboring room every day?"
The knocking outside became more and more urgent, and the Little Fox was anxious, spinning in circles. Suddenly, it noticed a blocked hole on the wall by Zhang Chen, and a flash of golden light appeared in its Fox Spirit eyes. In the next moment, a needle and thread from Zhang Chen’s basket flew up, like a bullet from a chamber, accurately piercing into the hole and reopening it.
This did not stop there. The Little Fox controlled the steel needle, shuttling back and forth on the wall. In an instant, over thirty holes appeared on the wall.
The area of the wall was too large, and the thirty-some holes were inconspicuous, looking like they had been ’gnawed’ out by insects, and even under close inspection, they might not be noticeable.
"Perfect! I, Qingqiu Nannan, really am a little genius!" The Little Fox looked at the holes on the wall with a proud glint in its eyes, then glanced at Zhang Chen, whose forehead was drenched in cold sweat, with a hint of guilt in its eyes, then rushed out in the next moment, slamming the door open.
"No!" Zhang Chen saw the Little Fox’s actions and couldn’t help but scream in surprise, his soul nearly flying away, wanting to rush over to stop it, but alas, it was too late.
"Bang~"
The door was suddenly slammed open, and the Little Fox was flipped over, a gust of black wind blew into the room. At this moment, an invisible Qi Mechanism passed through the holes in the wall, stimulating a burst of golden light around Zhang Chen.
The golden light, invisible to the naked eye, passed directly through the cracks in the wall, shooting into Zhang Chen’s room.
"Ah~"
Only a scream was heard from the black wind, then the wind and sand disappeared, and all anomalies vanished without a trace.
The outside world was calm, the house was still lit as usual, only the swinging door seemed to narrate that everything just now was not a hallucination.
"What is this?" Zhang Chen was bewildered, looking at the ink stone in his hand with a trace of confusion in his eyes, muttering softly: "Did I drive away that ghostly thing? Or is this ink stone a treasure that can injure the eerie?"
The Little Fox Spirit beside him rolled its eyes at this, muttering to itself: "If it weren’t for the Immortal Fairy me, you would have been eaten long ago!"
Zhang Chen was unaware of what happened next door, he was completely unaffected, leisurely standing up, feeling invigorated, and after washing up, he headed into the mountains, munching on jerky.
On the way, he caught two wild chickens, then Zhang Chen arrived again at the ancient tomb and looked at the stele, freezing in place.
"What’s going on?"
Two clusters of experience points were twinkling under the stele, and the strange part was that the inscriptions on the stele were beginning to seep blood again.
"Why is it bleeding again?" Zhang Chen looked at the blood continually oozing from the stele with a look of surprise, then looked at the two large clusters of experience points on the ground, his eyes showing a hint of astonishment: Experience Points +150.
Both clusters of experience points were 150 points, which was already equivalent to Zhang Chen’s full day of earnings now.
Zhang Chen went forward to collect the experience points, then the Golden Finger Interface refreshed:
[Name: Zhang Chen]
[1 Skill (Tier 2): Light of the True God (0/5000)]
[2 Skill (Unranked): Dragon Qi (0/2000)]
[Points: 3350]
"This stele seems to be somewhat peculiar." Zhang Chen circled around the stele once, and then, on a sudden whim, his eyes flashed with golden light, and Zhang Chen looked at the stele with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "What a powerful anomaly!"
As previously mentioned, Zhang Chen could see ’Qi’ circulating around strange entities, for example, the golden Qi circulating around Zhang Chen, and the green Qi around the Fox Spirit, while the Qi circulating on this stele was actually blood-red.
Pure blood-red! As red as a mass of viscous blood wriggling, the stickiness of that ’Qi’ was something Zhang Chen was witnessing for the first time.
"What the hell is this? The stele has actually turned into an eerie being?" Zhang Chen couldn’t believe his eyes.
It’s essential to know that ever since he became aware that there was something strange in the tomb, he had always been guarded, frequently using the Dharma Eye to inspect everything, and because he hadn’t discovered anything bizarre, he’d let his guard down.
When the stele was initially unearthed, he had checked it, and there was no ’Qi’ present; it was just an ordinary stele. How could it be, in just a few days, that ’Qi’ was circulating and it became eerie?
Zhang Chen cursed himself for being ’too complacent, careless, and decided he must check every day in the future.’ Then he looked at the stele, his eyes showing a trace of curiosity: "To say, this is my first close contact with an eerie being! The blood-red glow always makes me a bit uncomfortable. If my golden light is grand and divine like a Celestial God descending, the Little Fox’s clear light is serene and refreshing, then the blood-red glow in front of me has an unspeakable stench, like something sinister and terrifying, making it uncomfortable to look at. This stele must not have a good origin!"
Zhang Chen repeatedly examined around the stele, staring at that blood-red Qi: "This is my first time encountering an eerie being, perhaps I can use this stele to study it, to explore more secrets of the eerie."
"I’m actually more curious about how the stele, just an ordinary stele before, has become eerie?" Zhang Chen pondered, seemingly ever since he used blood to imprint the stele’s inscriptions from the first day, experience points started dropping daily, and it seemed everything had changed.
"It seems to be because of the blood." Zhang Chen grabbed a wild chicken from the basket, then came to the stele, and suddenly cut it with a knife. In the next moment, the chicken’s blood sprayed on the stele, and the stele absorbed the blood like a sponge, and the amount of red Qi surrounding the stele visibly increased.
"I knew it! It really is because of the blood! This stele absorbs blood, and it can actually enhance its own power." Zhang Chen put down the dead chicken, then looked at the stele with a thoughtful glance in his eyes.
At this time, after the stele absorbed the wild chicken’s blood, no more blood flowed out of the stele.