Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 142 Lost Mind

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand sharply, and a cloud of black smoke suddenly appeared, quickly condensing into a series of hideous evil spirits.

These evil spirits, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, fierce and menacing, accompanied by gusts of eerie wind and mournful howls, surged towards Huan Yuechu like a tidal wave.

Faced with a large number of fierce evil spirits, Huan Yuechu felt the pressure increase.

Despite her valiant resistance, she was no match for the overwhelming force of the enemy. Gradually, she began to falter, and her steps became sluggish.

At this critical moment of life and death, two figures rushed over like lightning—it was Xu Yan and Mu Yang.

Mu Yang's gaze was cold and stern. With a flick of his wrist, several streaks of cold light appeared. Several extremely sharp hidden weapons shot out like meteors chasing the moon, accurately striking the group of evil spirits.

Several screams rang out as the evil spirits fell to the ground, instantly throwing their once orderly formation into chaos.

At the same time, Xu Yan was equally unyielding. He held a long sword, and the sword flowers flew, turning into a dazzling screen of light, heading straight for the black-robed sorcerer.

Upon seeing that reinforcements had arrived, Huan Yue was greatly encouraged. She immediately responded to Mu Yang and worked closely together. The three of them launched wave after wave of fierce attacks on the black-robed sorcerer.

Although the black-robed sorcerer was quite powerful, he gradually found himself overwhelmed and unable to defend himself against the combined attacks of the three.

Finally, after a hard-fought battle, the three of them found the weakness in the black-robed sorcerer's spell and defeated him in one fell swoop.

With the final blow landed, the black-robed sorcerer screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to move again.

And those evil spirits vanished without a trace.

Those puppet zombies that were originally baring their fangs and moving swiftly were now like puppets with broken strings, collapsing to the ground one after another with a thud.

Their stiff bodies collided with the ground with a dull thud, raising a small cloud of dust.

As these puppet zombies fell, the evil aura emanating from them quickly dissipated, as if they had never existed, completely losing their ability to move.

Almost at the same time, the confusion in the eyes of the villagers who had been under control gradually faded, replaced by clarity and fear.

As if waking from a dream, they looked around at the mess on the ground and the unfamiliar yet familiar faces around them, and were momentarily at a loss.

At Huan Yuechu's suggestion, everyone decided to completely destroy the bodies of these puppet zombies.

After all, no one can guarantee that leaving these corpses in the world will not trigger new crises or changes.

So everyone worked together, burning them with fire or dismembering them with sharp tools, and soon they had cleaned up all the puppet zombies, leaving not a single trace behind.

To express their gratitude to Huan Yuechu and the others for saving their lives, the kind and simple villagers warmly invited them to stay in the village for a few more days to rest and recuperate.

Faced with the villagers' sincere friendship, Huan Yuechu and the others naturally agreed with pleasure.

And so, they spent a relaxing and enjoyable time in this peaceful little village.

A few days later, the sun shone brightly, the sky was cloudless, and the sky had completely cleared up.

After a few days of rest and recuperation, Huan Yuechu and her group have recovered to their best condition in terms of both spirit and physical strength.

So they packed their bags, bid farewell to the reluctant villagers, and embarked on an unknown journey once again.

Following the winding road, they unknowingly entered a dense forest.

The forest was shrouded in mist, like wisps of smoke, making it difficult to see the road ahead.

The towering trees blocked out the sun, allowing only a few dappled rays of sunlight to filter through the gaps in their leaves.

As you walk through it, you can hear the calls of unknown birds from time to time, which adds to the mysterious and eerie atmosphere.

As they were struggling through the forest, suddenly, a melodious flute tune entered their ears without warning.

The flute music was like heavenly music, melodious and meandering, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes low and soothing, like weeping and lamenting, captivating the listener.

However, hearing such beautiful flute music in such a desolate and eerie place made Huan Yuechu and the others feel a sense of vigilance...

The flute's melody was melodious and poignant, as if possessing some kind of magic, drawing people in irresistibly and gradually causing them to lose their minds.

In that instant, Huan Yuechu seemed to sense an unusual aura. With her keen intuition, she was the first to perceive the approaching danger.

In that instant, her face seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud, suddenly becoming extremely solemn.

She was extremely anxious and quickly turned around, shouting loudly to the person next to her.

"Quickly! Quickly cover your ears!"

In the blink of an eye, Huan Yuechu first covered her own ears and mouth, and then reacted with extreme speed, she stretched out her hands and quickly covered Xiao Bao's ears beside her.

At the same time, seeing this, the others did not dare to hesitate for a moment and followed Huan Yuechu's action, tightly covering their ears.

However, even though Huan Yuechu issued a warning and took action so quickly, Wen Xingyu seemed to be a step behind in this emergency response.

Just as everyone had successfully protected their ears, the melodious yet slightly eerie flute music struck like lightning, penetrating straight into Wen Xingyu's ears without any obstruction.

In an instant, Wen Xingyu's body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.

Her eyes, which were originally bright, captivating, and sparkling with wisdom.

At this moment, it gradually dimmed, losing its former radiance and replaced by a dull and lifeless state, like a puppet that had lost its vitality.

Immediately afterwards, as if controlled by an invisible force, she involuntarily took slow steps toward the direction from which the flute music came.

Seeing this, Xu Yan was extremely anxious.

His eyes widened as he anxiously called out Wen Xingyu's name, trying to wake her from that terrible control.

However, at this moment, Wen Xingyu could no longer hear any sounds from the outside world and was just mechanically walking forward step by step.

At the same time, Huan Yuechu did not panic like Xu Yan.

She forced herself to calm down and quickly looked around, hoping to find a way out of the predicament.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the base of a large tree not far away, where a rather inconspicuous hole seemed to be hidden.

Huan Yuechu's heart stirred, and she pondered to herself.

"Could it be that the flute music is coming from this cave?"