Jansen Scott, Best Daughter-in-law

Jansen Scott, Best Daughter-in-law
Chapters. 1312. Hate Mushroom!



However, the divine consciousness had sensed something strange here.


It even feels so weird than usual!


Suddenly, Jansen raised his head upwards. He saw many people using white cloth hanging between wooden blocks. Hanging Ghosts!


They all seemed to be motionless, as if they were watching Jansen and the others. Surprisingly, even though they look motionless, their dark hair is elongated and looks wriggling like worms.


"Oh! ****!"


As Jansen was still focused on staring at the hanging ghost hanging on the wooden beams, a sharp voice sounded that deafened his ears. The voice came from the cries of Alice's servants. It was obvious if he also saw the figure of a hanging ghost.


"Miss... Alice, look up!" he said trembling as he pulled Alice closer.


"Uncle Allen, stop! No need to panic!"


alice tried to calm Mr. Allen. On one hand he also felt annoyed at his servant. In a strange place like this, the servant instead shouted loudly. What if these strange creatures heard him and walked towards the main hall!


Then, Alice aimed her flashlight at the ceiling of the main hall. And suddenly, both of his eyes were wide open!


"Let's!"


Soon, she screamed in fear and hugged Jansen.


"Jansen, there's a ghost, there's a ghost up there!"


Hearing Alice's scream, Preston was curious and immediately pointed his flashlight up. How surprised he was when he saw the figure of a hanging ghost in large numbers hanging there.


Although he belonged to a hidden sect disciple and had seen something more than an ordinary person, but still Preston had only entered the sect. Where ever had he seen such a terrible sight.


The wooden beams on the ceiling were filled with white-clad female figures. This of course made anyone who saw it creep in fear.


"Alice, in Huaxia, such a creature is not called a ghost!"


sahut Jansen tried to explain. Alice's embrace felt gentle, making her misbehave and shaking her head helplessly.


"Keep, they're called what! Ah to hell with the name, it's up to me not to care! Jansen! Look at that they're moving!"


Alice hugged Jansen tightly like an octopus. Fortunately, he did not faint upon seeing her.


"Sister Jansen, what are they all actually!?"


preston asked with a trembling mouth. He used true energy to wrap around his entire body. In order to prevent the evil creatures from attacking him.


"They're not what you think they are today!"


jansen said as she removed Alice from her body. The woman looks like an octopus.


"They're actually a kind of hate fungus. They use the hatred of the dead and certain environments to grow. They really like yin Qi energy!" jansen tried to explain.


"Let's see, they look like human figures wearing white cloths. In fact, that visible hair was the main core of their lives. Hair is called the hate fungus. Even though the creature has an incredible hatred. But the attack power is not so great. Especially against someone who has martial arts abilities."


Finished saying so, the Compass Fengsui Ancestor appeared in Jansen's hands. He secretly cast a Daoist magic then gently pressed down on it.


Before long, the Compass of the Fengsui Ancestor split apart and turned into a Armor Chakra that soared into the air.


Just like a dry wood met with fire, the white figure on the roof was burned when it came into contact with the Armor Chakra. A voice similar to a female scream was heard accompanied by a very foul smell.


To avoid burning ash on the roof falling on their bodies, Jansen took Alice and the others away.


"Make sure the first thing you do after coming home from this place is to go to the pharmacy to buy medicinal ingredients such as: Siler, Angelica, apsintis and peach wood decoction. Boil all ingredients, once a day. In addition, also buy some sandalwood or agarwood and burn in the room. Just burn for 3 days!"


jansen said as he walked to advise Alice.


"What are these materials for, Jansen?"


"For medical treatment! Did you forget I'm also a doctor!?"


"Okay, I'll do it as you say!"


In fact, Alice did not know the bad luck that the explorers suffered after coming home from this palace. They will definitely suffer from chronic diseases, especially diseases caused by the hate fungus.


And the herbal medicinal herbs that Jansen mentioned earlier were aimed at boosting the body's immunity and repelling evil spirits.


"In this place it is overgrown with hate mushrooms, which means that the hatred of those who have died is very strong. Those who died should have come from the royal family!" jansen.


And when he thought about it, he suddenly realized that Preston was missing. His eyes kept looking around.


"Jansen, what are you looking for? Oh yeah, I just realized, we're missing one guy, aren't we!?"


Alice realized something strange had happened. He then searched around using a flashlight accompanied by Mr. Allen.


"There!"


It did not take long, Alice also saw the figure of Preston in the distance.


Preston was seen crouching in the corner, not knowing what he was doing.


"Hey... What are you doing there!?"


Alice called out to him and walked over. However, Jansen with a serious face immediately pulled him away.


Divine consciousness also told Jansen. Preston was currently squatting near a hole while cutting his wrist. At first, there was nothing strange about the hole. But after Preston's blood dripped and fell into the hole, a powerful corpse aura gathered to fill the hole.


Preston was a cultivator, in his body was definitely flowing true energy. That was why within his blood contained a lot of vitality energy.


"It's a morgue!"


Jansen realized something. He quickly approached Preston and then pulled him back away.


At the same time, he stared at the huge hole. The diameter of the hole reached five meters and inside it was filled with dried stones. Strangely enough there was blood moving. It's not wrong, it's Preston's blood.


"Sister Jansen!"


Preston's face paled looking at Jansen. It was obvious that he knew exactly what he was doing. Only, he was unable to control his body.


This was exactly like the ancient tomb that Jansen had encountered not too long ago, containing a lot of evil energy.


Even more astonishing was the time when Preston's body protected by true energy could still remain infected by evil energy. That meant, the aura of hatred present within the hole was extremely powerful.