“I don't understand Feng Shui.” Mao You San replied.
"However, according to my rough understanding in my early years, the gray mice with spiritual powers are very sensitive to orientation and smell. Feng Shui is nothing for them. They can find anything they want within a certain range." Mao You San further explained.
"oh..."
After that, Old Gong fell silent. He stepped away from the body of Hu Zhu Xian, and the ghostly head floated in front of the two men and one woman.
The grayish-purple ghost energy dispersed instantly, and the cave transformed in an instant, becoming the same appearance as that of the original town village. Subsequently, the two men and one woman stood up straight, and disappeared with the dissipation of the ghost energy.
The immortal is not a human.
Ghosts are mostly targeting humans, therefore, Old Gong was also very passive earlier on. He could only possess Hu Zhu Xian rather than use the terror of the hellish prison against them.
Not human, naturally not affected by the haunted wall. The main function of the terror prison is to trap people and make them unable to leave, allowing the ghosts inside to kill and maim them.
The several masters were already supporting Hu Lin'an and another person to leave. Only then did I and Wu Jinuan nod slightly at each other, signaling that we should also leave.
After everyone exited the mouse den, Xie and another young Taoist, almost simultaneously raised their hands and swung their copper swords, cutting the three statues of rat Taoists in half!
Nevertheless, they could only express their anger in this way, as they had no other options.
"Only the two of them were found, the rest are unknown where they were taken." Wu Jinuan was somewhat somber.
Mao You San pinched his fingers a few times, furrowing his brows.
"Finally, chaotic qi has appeared, indicating that there must be more extraordinary existence on this mountain."
His brow gradually loosened, his lips curled up, and a hint of interest was present.
"For a while, these beastly things will think of how to counteract us, and they will not enjoy eating those people for now." Mao You San muttered.
I glanced at Hu Lin'an and the other person.
Mao You San does indeed have a bit of a point.
There's no use being in a hurry now, we can only confuse ourselves. The few people who were deceived by the Underworld will not suddenly jump in front of us.
Moreover, Hu Zhu Xian had died, and we have even less knowledge about this place.
Old Gong was mumbling something in his mouth, I don't know what he was saying.
Suddenly he said, "Alright, they do have some skills, but I, Old Gong, don't admit to it. What's the big deal? It's just a bunch of things that hide in holes and don't dare to show their faces. I have to see the true nature of this Jiu Ding Mountain."
"Oh? Are you sure you can do it?" Mao You San remained calm and composed.
In fact, I could faintly hear that tone, laced with a bit of provocation.
"How could Old Gong not be capable? I, the old Gong, cannot be incapable. I will prove it to you, Old Mao!"
With those words, Old Gong suddenly had all his limbs. The next moment, his head swelled dramatically, and his limbs vanished once more.
Subsequently, his head began to twist and break apart, not because he was hit, but because the grayish-purple ghost energy emanating from him was too strong. His entire ghost body merged with the horror prison like a single entity.
Subsequently, the surroundings changed, as if entering a mental health center!
Old Gong actually feels frustrated wherever he goes. Despite being a real-person-level Yang spirit ghost, he cannot display too much power. Of course, this is related to the opponents we are facing, as well as the fact that Old Gong is essentially a poor ghost. It's also related to his ability to cast omens after eating Wu Zhongkuan's soul, which is due to the master's divination skills.
He is completely inferior to the Taoist ghost Mao Zhan, and even more inferior to Wei Youming who can see through people's hearts.
But it is still a real person, not just a showy empty form.
Wu Jinlan and the others looked up around, their eyes filled with intense caution.
The two of them, Xie, were also under an invisible pressure, and they couldn't breathe.
Mao You San nodded slightly, his eyes brightened. However, there was still a trace of contemplation in his eyes. He whispered: "Still no reaction?"
"What's all this talk about reactions? Just tell me if Old Gong is capable."
The empty words echoed throughout the surroundings.
I couldn't see the expansion of the terror prison anymore.
This range is truly vast!
The next moment was the sharp and arrogant laughter of Old Gong: "You worthless creatures on Jiu Ding Mountain, hiding in holes out there? You're all useless little punks! If you have the courage, why are you hiding? Afraid that Old Gong will tear your faces to shreds?"
The sound seemed to be in the ears, and also all around, more like resonating throughout the entire mountain.
Subsequently, a loud wailing and scream echoed.
I saw a fissure opening above my line of sight.
Suddenly raising my head, the grayish-purple ghost energy started to collapse wildly. The view of the city village began to break apart, and what replaced it was the previous forest.
Old Gong's head was full of tiny holes, looking particularly disheveled.
"Just take a look at the situation inside the mountain, why do we need to provoke those inside the cave? The White family has many people who were defeated in a direct confrontation, and we are not their match. We need to be smart." Mao You San said.
Old Gong's disheveled face, however, appeared even more sinister and had a hint of redness.
"Old Maozi, don't talk so coolly. Old Gong hasn't even used his full strength yet. I've seen the mountain clearly, and I even saw Han Jin. It's just that I don't want those ridiculous things in the cave to think they're that powerful."
"Wait until I, Old Gong, use my full strength. You'll have to squint your eyes and call me boss. Do you believe it?" Old Gong was proud of himself, and he definitely saw that Mao Yousan was provoking him.
But he still acted recklessly, and his pride was not to be undermined.
"Oh? All-out power? I'm rather curious about that. You're an evolved poor ghost, not only able to consume luck, but also able to eat Yang spirit ghosts, which is special. With the good fortune you've encountered and the opportunities you've taken, you've accumulated a lot of resources, and your abilities aren't weak. Do you have even greater abilities?" Mao You San was slightly suspicious.
"Hmph, you want to know? Well, you can ask Old Gong. Go ahead."
Old Gong's mood turned on a dime. He directly fell onto Wu Jinuan's shoulder and said a long speech, mostly about directions and the fact that dawn was approaching.
Subsequently, Old Gong simply disappeared.
"The people of the Underworld, Old Gong has found, but they are near Bai Wolf Cave."
"Laode, Governor Hu has been watching outside Bai Wolf Cave, with no unusual occurrences. He has been there, observing Old Gong's movements. The attention of the Laode was drawn by the response from inside the cave and the breaking open of the terror prison. Governor Hu descended from the mountain at that moment."
"Throughout the entire Jiu Ding Mountain, there are still many hidden outlandish Taoist immortals, especially more so at the location where the people of the Underworld are trapped. We can't act impulsively; we need to return to Yuanxian Taoist Temple. Wait for the people from Tiecha Mountain to arrive, and then we can meet up and exchange information before choosing the right time to act."
Wu Jinuan has always been succinct and decisive in his words. Old Gong's conveyed information was not only clearly organized by him but also delivered with sound reasoning and decisive judgment.
"Mr. Mao, both Master Luo and I respect you, and so do I. After all, we are working together, which counts as being partners. You also said that you are a businessman, which means you follow rules."
"Using taunt to spur Old Gong, and using the middle ghost's white bone to provoke Hu Zhu Xian, is this also a rule? If it wasn't for the middle ghost's white bone, Hu Zhu Xian's reaction would have been more acute, and he wouldn't have died so easily." Wu Jinuan spoke up in a deep voice, his tone carrying an undertone of discontent.
"Is that so?" Mao You San shook his head and said, "You've overlooked the most crucial point."
