A beam of light shone into the cave where we were hiding.
The flashlight beam, precisely and exactly, shone on my face.
Several meters apart, due to the light being sufficiently converged, it was still slightly blinding.
"There is a face!" The startled voice suddenly echoed.
"The second ghost thing?!"
My eyelids kept twitching wildly.
Due to the overly bright light, I can't see the face with a flashlight.
But I've already figured it out.
Wuling!
Even so, it's Wuling!
My scalp started to go numb in waves, and my goosebumps kept popping up.
His face was beside the flashlight, and the exposure made it seem like just a blurred imprint.
However, my killing intent boiled up instantly!
But at this very moment, a dark purple ghost aura enveloped me.
It was Old Gong who enveloped us with it...
The flashlight is still shining, but it can't penetrate the ghost mist.
I clearly see the Wuling's pale face at the 30-meter entrance of the cave. He seems like a long time without seeing the sun, and compared with before, he is full of sickly.
"Hmm? Let me take a look." After the unfamiliar voice resounded, another face appeared next to Wuling. I didn't recognize that person at all.
He has a long face, not a horse face, and some are thin.
Looking at his face, I can't sense any strength or aura.
But I can immediately tell that he is the rival of Mao You San!
Mao San You has indeed obtained the skeleton of a real person and has taken the lead, and should be doing something else now.
This man is still looking for the body!
Just as surprising, his target is the Third True Marquis!
Mao San You is looking for a true person, exercising his own yin spirit. He... directly finds the ancestor's bones of the true master who turned into a sun god!
"Hmm? Ghost aura?" The man murmured: "Rare to see, purple ghost mist... is it a ghost creature or a ghost itself? It has turned purple, reaching the level of a true person?"
From his mouth, there was no sign of fear. It was a hint of curiosity in the extreme calmness.
"It should be a ghost object. This mountain is surrounded by sealed formations, how can ghosts get in? The Third True Marquis wouldn't keep a ghost in this mountain either. It's a pity that the Yutai Dao Field wastes didn't get anything from Yundu Mountain, and all of them are dead, including Ding Ruipo. Ding Ruo is also a waste. The Ding family was targeted by Wengji Dao Field, but then Wengji Dao Field was attacked from behind by someone else, and that person is now missing……"
"Otherwise, we would have the method to control the ghost object now..."
Wuling's words still carry a strong sense of unwillingness.
"Haha, this is destiny. If in ordinary times, everything is fortuitous and our master and apprentice both take them, that may not be a good thing. Usually there are too many fortuitous opportunities, and at critical moments, the mysterious fate may cause you to lose." The long-faced man's tone was soothing.
"Um um." Wuling nodded.
"Alright, as long as it doesn't attack us willingly, we won't care about it." Wuling's words clearly carry a sense of regret.
The three of us, who are in the ghost mist, didn't dare to speak.
Wu Jinlan's pupils kept shrinking.
My hand has already grabbed the Gao Tian Sword, itching to move.
Old Gong kept showing his teeth and looked like he wanted to charge out and bite Wuling's head off.
However, I held back for the time being...
The opponent is not ordinary.
A character who can compete with Mao San You.
Can a single sword strike kill Wuling?
This range is too narrow, and Taoist techniques cannot be fully displayed.
Wuling can easily avoid the attack by slightly dodging.
They regarded Old Gong as a ghost, temporarily blinding their vision...
"Could it be... that it's right in front of us?" Wuling opened his mouth again, still shining the flashlight on Old Gong's ghost mist.
"You're ignoring that woman over there, isn't it where she went down from here?" The long-faced man patted Wuling's head, showing a paternal affection for a younger sibling.
"My apprentice was too anxious," Wuling replied in a low voice.
It's because of this distance that their conversation wasn't kept a secret, so we can understand it clearly.
"Search the other three entrances. One of them must contain a skeleton of a true marquis. Find one, and there will be one good and one bad, making this trip a success. Let's go after that woman." The long-faced man finished speaking, and Wuling's flashlight light left.
"What a little brat, a three-surname lackey, kneeling to Mao You San, licking the stinking second son, and now following this long-faced monster." Old Gong gnashed his teeth: "He really has an unyielding thief's heart, fixated on my little woman Si An."
As the ghost mist envelops them, therefore, Old Gong's words are not constrained.
Suddenly, the front flashlight flashed again, and the long-faced man's face appeared at the entrance once more. He seemed to be staring deeply.
Old Gong's body emitted an even thicker gray-purple ghost mist, but the other party's expression didn't change much. He left again.
"Ho!" Old Gong gathered his strength, as if he wanted to spit phlegm.
However, in the end, he still didn't spew it out.
"What should we do?" Wu Jinlan said cautiously, "As they said, going down should lead us to Master Si An. At least we can ensure her safety."
"You go find Miss Si An, and I and Master will meet with that old scoundrel and the little brat." Old Gong spoke silently.
"Finding the little brat is not easy, it's by chance that we bump into them. They still chased after Miss Si An here." Old Gong was even more indignant.
"I said, how could Miss Si An suddenly stop coming back to the mountain? It turns out she ran into a pervert."
"I won't get even for her, I won't be able to go back and report to Deer Sister!"
Wu Jinlan didn't say anything for a moment, looking thoughtful and hesitant.
"I think... we're not here to save people, right? People are down there... it's time to go."
"They dare to follow a true person into here, but we don't have a true person..." the coffin maker spoke out of place.
For a moment, I didn't answer.
Old Gong clearly seemed to be getting agitated.
I was earlier, just as excited.
However, what the coffin maker said is indeed correct.
Wu Jinlan didn't respond, which is a form of questioning his decision.
"Old Gong Master, if you don't join us, we may get separated in the cave, without a definite location, not knowing if the position of Master Si An has changed. Either we attack those two together or we leave together."
Wu Jinlan finally spoke.
"You..." Old Gong seemed to be getting flustered.
"I..." Wu Jinlan opened his mouth again, but didn't say anything more. He looked bitter.
There is indeed a difficult choice to make in front of us...
It took about a minute and a half for Wu Jinlan to say, "Master Si An has another purpose. As I heard from the two of them, it's not like they are pursuing her for murder. Rather, they are... secretly following her. Their paths have coincidentally overlapped."
"There is another problem..." I pressed my temples.
"Not paying attention to them will make it difficult to find another opportunity next time. The destiny is predetermined in the cosmos. Wuling is not easy to find; he has always been elusive without a trace. If we let him go this time, we might never see him again, and if we meet again, it would likely be just a missed encounter."
"We can't ignore Master Si An either."
My words became firm.
"Professor Wei, you follow me. We're going to confront Wuling and his apprentice."
"Old Gong, you follow Wu Jinlan and the others. Once you find Miss Si An, leave this mountain immediately. The corpse of the Three-Claw True Lord cannot be given up." I spoke more and more decisively.
"I must kill Wuling... his head, I must bite off! Hmph, master, you don't understand!" Old Gong was even more furious.
