" The problem is not too great, as long as you do not make a clear appearance, Wu Ling's contact with you is just as an onlooker during the extermination of the plague ghost." I replied in a low voice.
" I put those are the bodies of the Taoists." Wei Youming pushed his glasses frames.
My heartbeat speed increased slightly.
Wei Youming... It's a straight line, the rectification of evil.
That evil force is actually not small, such as... diverting the disaster to the east.
It is not certain whether Wu Ling and his team can recognize the eight-mansion bloodline.
Wei Youming suddenly vanished, and I had an ice-cold pair of glasses frames on my face.
However, with him as a deterrent, those ghosts did not reappear again. After they retreated a considerable distance, I felt that they should have left.
Since then, the time has been quiet.
I once again submerged into the water, swimming to the body of Sanmao True Master, and examined his body that was completely covered in white feathers.
For some reason, I completely cannot feel the existence of Sanmao True Lord, it's not like feeling other out-of-body spirits. As long as they come, I will definitely be able to sense them.
Is it that Sanmao True Master is not here?
Or is it because I, lack the qualifications?
Both of these explanations are possible.
Because Wu Ling and his disciples are going to shake the foundation of Juqu Mountain.
How could Sanmao True Master not make an appearance?
Either he's not here, or... he can't appear, without a medium, allowing him to appear and stop everything!
At least, I am not that medium!
Once one starts to think, thoughts begin to deepen...
Then, what about Siyaan?
I deduced that Sanmao True Master might have lured Siyaan here.
Possession!
Why not first possess Siyaan to deal with the external enemy, and then make other decisions?
Or, have I made a mistake?
Is Siyaan also not the right person? Is it not really a possession at all? My idea has smeared the existence of Sanmao True Master?
In the end, there is only one possible, Sanmao True Master...
powerless.
can only... watch...
It's like, they are watching sentence curve mountain being destroyed...
In thought, the fluff feathers on Sanmao True Master's face in front of me seemed to have grown a little larger, and the vitality became much richer.
He seems heavier, pressing down on the stone coffin, preventing whatever is inside from emerging.
The disturbance of those things beforehand caused my focus to decline, and I only woke up now. The feeling of observation from the stone coffin has never been lessened.
The body was looked at over and over again, but it couldn't be seen what kind of flower it was.
I checked the stone coffin, but found nothing unusual either.
Yes, I found a small detail.
The missing front claw of the ghost that was cut off by me was gone.
It should have been taken away when they left.
My bag is still good, just deformed, not torn too seriously. The purpose of that ghost was to pull me down, not to destroy the bag.
I picked it back up and continued to carry it on my back, then rose to the water's surface and waited for the time to pass.
"The things inside are not dead." Unexpectedly, I heard Wei Youming's voice.
"He wants you to move aside the corpse of Sanmao True Lord and let him out."
A chill ran through my heart.
Wei Youming has a special level and strength, and the thing in the stone coffin is what Laogong called "evil."
One good and one evil, good is a good corpse, that evil is an evil corpse.
Even if the good corpse's body is destroyed, it won't be fine and won't hurt anyone.
The evil corpse is probably quite the opposite!
"Don't let him deceive you." I replied in a hoarse voice.
I soon realize what I'm worrying about.
Would Wei Youming be deceived?
"They will move aside the corpse of Sanmao True Lord." Wei Youming answered non-sensibly.
The cold feeling grew again.
Yes, Wu Ling and his disciples came here specifically to target Sanmao True Lord!
Take a deep breath, I will not speak anymore.
Half a day is too long.
As I soaked in the water, my body started to feel uncomfortable, with some swelling and stiffness. Finally, the water level began to recede.
The rising water comes from the holes, while the receding water seems like the entire tomb is absorbing water. There are countless fine holes on the rocks, but it's difficult to distinguish them with the naked eye.
Yes, using a precise description, it should be a beehive? The rocks here all have countless holes.
Finally, when the water level receded to the bottom, I shook my body and squeezed out a lot of water.
"Wei Youming reminded me again that it would take about an hour to walk back after they left."
He is more decisive than Laogong.
It doesn't seem like Laogong, who always comes with a lot of chatter with any information.
I glanced around at the layout of the tomb chamber.
The bookshelf, as solid as stone, was empty, nothing could be placed on it.
The bed carved out of stone was also impossible to hide in.
Although there were some cabinets, the cabinet doors were also made of stone, and had not been opened for years, and had long since become weathered. Trying to open them, the cabinet doors would crack.
Looking around at last, this place... there is really no place to hide.
Alright, if we really want to hide, then it can only be behind the stone coffin... hidden behind the coffin.
In this way, I will also lose the observation in the first instant. I can only hear Wu Ling and his disciples coming in. I can only judge their position. Even if I start killing violently, it will be difficult to get the upper hand...
The enemy is not that easy to kill.
Just as I was going to ask Wei Youming's attitude, my gaze fell on Sanmao True Master's corpse again!
My heartbeat speed surged abruptly!
I, know the place to hide!
I checked it carefully to make sure there were no extra traces left from the fight with the ghost, because it was in the water and had not damaged the tomb chamber. There would be no discovery of abnormalities.
Then, I leaped into the air and landed above the coffin, walked to the back of Sanmao True Master's body, and sat cross-legged.
Sanmao True Lord is taller, and with the effect of the fluff feathers, I am completely hidden from behind. Due to the angle problem, I can still see the entrance when I came in.
Unfortunately, the entrance in sight is already quite large.
If there were a dog hole-like existence, I could hide above it, and anyone coming out could use it as a decapitation gate!
The entrance in front is also gradually getting bigger, and this idea can only be considered fanciful.
The water on my body began to drop a little, and after twisting several times, there were no traces of water.
However, there is a dripping sound, which is water continuously falling from above the tomb chamber. It will take some time to make this place dry.
Finally, I heard footsteps and speaking voices again.
"Teacher... those people... are a bit scary..."
This was Wu Ling's voice: "Earlier, they were actually eavesdropping on us? That's why, even though there were just ghostly creatures in the water, another one suddenly appeared, different from what was heard before..."
"Legends? What are legends? The sentence curve mountain was destroyed for two days? Can they force out the bottom cards and heritage of a hidden sect that has not appeared in the world, which is said to be able to knock them down?" The answer had a gentle tone and doting.
