mtlumby2d Chapter 237 Bodhidharma Experience Card
Chapter 237 Bodhidharma Experience Card
In an instant, a thunderous roar was heard in the sky.
Flashing lightning fell from the sky, passed through the hospital window, and struck the little ghost directly.
The lightning illuminated the entire corridor, the ice crystals in the air evaporated in an instant, and the temperature rose suddenly.
"Jump away!" Chen Yile shouted.
Lin Feihong suddenly leaped away, and the lightning hit the little ghost directly.
Powerful electric currents moved across its body like countless silver snakes.
The little ghost let out a shrill roar and twisted on the ground in pain.
The entire corridor echoed with its painful sound.
As the lightning dissipated, the ice and snow that originally covered the corridor began to melt rapidly.
The chill in the air also disappeared.
The little ghost fell to the ground, dying. His body had been burned by lightning and he could hardly move.
Seeing this, Chen Yile immediately took out a bottle, chanted a spell, and put the little ghost into the bottle.
"Finally done." Chen Yile breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of fatigue on his face.
However, just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him became extremely depressing.
Although the ice and snow that originally covered every corner of the hospital has mostly melted.
But strange noises began to be heard around, as if something was alarmed.
"Something's happening!" Lin Feihong looked around nervously, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead again.
Sure enough, a few blurry figures appeared faintly in the shadows not far away.
His movements were stiff, yet he exuded a strong malice, as if he was spying on them in the darkness.
"Didn't you say that this formation is very powerful? Why haven't these evil spirits been eliminated?" Lin Feihong asked anxiously.
Chen Yile frowned, sensed the surrounding atmosphere, and spoke slowly.
"I can sense that two-thirds of these evil spirits have been eliminated, but the remaining ones... are probably zombies. They won't be so easy to deal with."
"Zombie?" Lin Feihong's face changed.
"Then what do we do?"
"What else can we do? Run, of course!" Chen Yile shouted and ran away, with Lin Feihong following closely behind.
However, as their footsteps gradually faded away, the vague figures in the darkness began to slowly approach.
An even stronger stench of decay permeated the air.
Chen Yile looked back and the scene in front of him made his scalp tingle.
A large number of zombies suddenly appeared in the hospital corridor, approaching from all directions like zombies, making dull and hoarse growls.
The faces of every zombie were twisted with pain and hideousness, as if they had suffered great torture before death.
"How come there are so many zombies?" Lin Feihong's voice trembled, and before he finished speaking, the talisman sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.
He was not a coward, but the scene before him really scared him.
"Maybe the bodies in the morgue weren't moved away in time before the hospital was abandoned!" Chen Yile gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the fear in his heart.
The number of zombies was beyond his expectations.
At this moment, Chen Yiyile's cell phone suddenly rang. The ringtone sounded abruptly in this dead silent environment, as if it was the call of death.
Chen Yile quickly took out his cell phone and saw the name displayed on the screen. His face became even uglier - Zhao Qidong.
After the call was connected, Chen Yile roared, "Zhao Qidong, what the hell are you doing? There are zombies behind us now. Do you want to kill us?"
There was a chuckle from the other end of the line, and Zhao Qidong's voice was a bit sarcastic: "Mr. Chen, this has nothing to do with me."
"I'm just reminding you that the little ghost can't be locked in the bottle directly. You have to use your blood to draw a sealing spell on it."
"Then, we have to go to the morgue and find the purple box that holds the little ghosts."
"If you can't get the box and the little ghost recovers, you'll be in real trouble."
Chen Yile was furious when he heard this: "Are you going to send us to our deaths? With so many zombies guarding us, there's no way we can make it to the morgue alive!"
Zhao Qidong sneered: "I only care about the box, you can figure out the rest yourself."
"Once you get the box, I will naturally release Miss Zhao; if you can't get it..."
He changed the subject, a chill in his voice.
"Then I'll just have to tear up the ticket."
The anger in Chen Yile's chest was about to burst out, but he knew that no matter what he said now, it would be meaningless.
Since Zhao Qidong dared to make such a threat, it means that he will never show mercy.
"Okay!" Chen Yile spat out a word fiercely, and then there was a "beep" sound from the other end of the phone, and Zhao Qidong had hung up.
Chen Yile held the phone tightly, anger filling his mind, and he wanted to rush out and fight Zhao Qidong right now.
But reason told him that there was no point in doing so.
Now, their only way out is to get the so-called purple box.
He was quickly thinking about his next move in his mind. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind and the system interface popped up automatically.
He was slightly moved when he saw that he only had 10,000 points left, and the only thing he could redeem was a "Dharma Patriarch Half-Hour Experience Card"!
"Ten thousand points, what a rip-off!" Chen Yile cursed in his heart, but he clicked the redemption button without hesitation.
The system responded instantly, coldly asking, "Do you want to use it immediately?"
"Use it!" Chen Yile answered without hesitation in his mind.
The next moment, Chen Yile's aura suddenly changed, as if the power of Bodhidharma was instantly poured into his body.
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his originally tired body regained its powerful vitality at this moment, and suddenly a heavy demon-subduing pestle appeared in his hand.
He turned around and glanced at the group of zombies behind him. There was no fear in his eyes anymore, but instead a determined fighting spirit.
The power of Bodhidharma made him feel stronger than ever before, as if these zombies were just ants.
"Don't just stand there, follow me, let's fight back!" Chen Yile's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his whole aura was extraordinary.
Lin Feihong was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, raised the talisman sword in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Okay!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yile rushed out, swung the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and smashed it at the first zombie.
The zombie didn't even have the chance to react before its head was smashed to pieces, green corpse fluid splattered everywhere, and the entire body fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Feihong stared at the scene in amazement, his heart deeply shocked.
He had witnessed Chen Yile's strength before, but this time, Chen Yile's performance far exceeded his expectations.
Every attack was swift and precise, leaving almost no chance for any zombie to resist.
Chen Yile continued to rush forward without stopping, swinging the demon-subduing pestle in his hand continuously. Every strike was accompanied by a muffled sound, and the zombies were knocked down in an instant.
Lin Feihong followed behind him, nervously holding the talisman sword, but he found that he had no chance to attack at all.