；“Got it? Where is the head of Wu Ling's little runt? Old man, I've thought it over, I'll just tell Sister Lu that with a wave of my hand, the little thief Wu Ling had his head blown off, and his newly recognized master was jumping and crying beside him…”
Lao Gong's face was full of excitement.
Afterwards, he made a soft "sirah" sound, and his words stopped abruptly.
"That man is tough to deal with; he got away."
"Um... okay." Lao Gong looked somewhat helpless and dejected, with a hint of disappointment: "Master, running is your usual thing."
I corrected one sentence: "I didn't run; they did."
"Why not chase after them?" Lao Gong asked. It was only then that Wu Jinlan said, "Lao Gong, don't chase a desperate man. There must be some issue here; otherwise, how could Master Luo let them go?"
"Also, since you, Master, don't run, it's already very impressive. The other party is not simple either. However, it seems weaker than Mao Sanzhi?" Lao Gong pondered.
I briefly explained to them the process that happened.
Now, Lao Gong fell silent.
Wu Jinlan just kept on gasping, with no sign of abating alarm in his eyes.
"He still values face, but he also knows when to put it aside. In the end... he still hasn't been able to defeat them."
"Wu Ling's little hybrid, he's quite lucky. I don't know what he does right, but the three-family slave is still valued, and Tian Shou old man can't even rest in peace as a ghost. If I knew he would leave behind his spirit, I should have gotten rid of him back then when Lei Ping did it cleanly..." Lao Gong muttered on and on.
This is a plus.
Lao Gong may have been rather rambling, but in any case, even with the most pessimistic outcome, it wouldn't be that bleak...
"Si Yan, how far away are we from it?" I pulled the topic back and cut to the point we needed to address.
"It's not far. The problem is, she hasn't moved."
Lao Gong's eyes flickered as he added, "Not a single move. I've checked again and can't sense her anymore. I can't take control of her body, but I only know she's there."
"Is there danger?" I was slightly startled.
"I don't think so. Feeling off is certain, and it's definitely strange and weird here." Lao Gong rolled his eyes.
"Can we stop talking? This kind of chatter is all useless. We only know that someone is against this place and against us. The only outcome is still to get out as soon as possible. Only then can we administer the poison and call for help, for backup."
"We've been down here for a long time now, and the food and drink we have... although there's still some left, it has been consumed quite a bit." The speaker was still the previous one, the singing-painter who had sounded so negative. He looked very dejected.
"I really don't want to die. Another one has died, and it's too difficult for us to want to live. Please be merciful."
Wu Jinlan furrowed his brow and ignored him.
Lao Gong made a gesture of showing his teeth at him, scaring him into a shiver, but he didn't say anything else.
Mao Sheng is somewhat familiar with the environment here. He has indeed brought us a lot of food.
It took several days to come in, and it will also take several days to go out. Enough, it is definitely enough.
We need to step up our pace, but we need to step up our pace. Particularly since Si Yan hasn't moved, we can calculate that it's been several days already?
I didn't rest. Even though I was very tired, I used another way to let Lao Gong take control of my body.
Wu Jinlan made a suggestion, implying that this was an excessive depletion of one's own energy.
I can feel it. I shrugged, indicating that Lao Gong's attitude cannot affect my actions.
Instead, the singing-painter mumbled: "Wu Sir, you don't have any reason to. Master Luo knows he has to rush, but you are going against it."
"You're going to die." Wu Jinlan suddenly said.
"You!" The singing-painter's eyes looked shocked.
Wu Jinlan's expression was very indifferent.
And my face, in a peculiar way, smiled.
It wasn't me who was smiling, but Lao Gong was.
The hairdresser, and the other coffin carrier, were both trying to get him to stop talking.
The coffin carrier, with a tragic expression, said, "You are powerful and high-ranking. We are just pawns in your hands, the pathfinders. When we are useful, we find the path; when we are not, we can't even say more than a word. To die... yes, to be killed by you... I can't take it anymore. If you must kill me, then kill me, but can your conscience bear it?"
"No one will kill you. However, if you really want to live, you should stop being so strange. Just follow us quietly." Wu Jinlan still had a poker face.
Afterwards, there was silence, only the sparse crawling sounds.
I realized then that Wu Jinlan was not threatening.
It was a change in facial expression.
And Lao Gong's smile, well, the outcome was unpredictable.
It seems we are about to encounter some danger again?
Actually, I was thinking about one thing. If we were to encounter another place where the third Miao Zhen Junchang is hiding his corpse, or if we were to find both the other two places, that would be even better.
This is equivalent to being the first to arrive, and we have plenty of time to seal the cave.
The only thing is, there's no way to discuss this. We first need to find Si Yan.
Half a day passed in a flash.
We arrived at a completely different cave.
The passage suddenly expanded, not gradually as before.
This is the kind of cave I was thinking of before. After people come out of it, they can stop anyone else from coming in with just one blow.
The cave in front of us was not as large as the Maocao Zhenjun's tomb chamber, nor was there a coffin.
At a first glance, there was nothing particularly strange about it.
However, only when one looks closely can one discover the difference...
The cave had a total of sixteen faces, and on each face, there was a small hole. It was less than half a meter high and narrowed further, making it impossible for me, Wu Jinlan, to crawl through.
Lao Gong's head rolled towards one of the cave holes.
"My little miss Si Yan, you old Gong Lao has come! Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!"
Lao Gong shouted "don't be in a hurry" while his heart was bursting with impatience!
In a flash, he reached the entrance of the cave, but he suddenly stopped, not crawling in.
We, along with the others, followed him. Wu Jinlan and I crouched down and looked inside the cave for a moment.
Indeed, we could see a woman sitting cross-legged inside the cave.
Behind a narrow passageway about three to four meters long, there was another slightly wider space.
This place seems to be somewhat like the area where the trapped Immortals in the Gao Tian Miao Sect are held.
It is... a tomb chamber...
There are sixteen tombs here!
Si Yan is in one of them!
We could see Si Yan directly in front of her was a coffin.
She is facing away from us, looking at the coffin.
"How strange... Si Yan little miss!" Lao Gong shouted with a strained neck.
"This place is sealed with symbols inscribed on the cave passages, preventing the ghosts from entering." Wu Jinlan spoke in a deep tone.
I finally understood why Lao Gong hadn't gone in.
Si Yan completely ignored Lao Gong's shout.
"Gosh! Master, crawl in quickly!"
"Oh no, you're too big to fit in; it's too narrow. Little Wu, why do you eat so much?"
Lao Gong's words didn't seem to be polite.
His gaze suddenly fell on the other three: the hairdresser, the coffin carrier, and the body carrier.
None of them were an exception; all three were slender, so they would have no problem crawling through the cave.
Lao Gong couldn't help but smile.
Before he could speak, the coffin carrier promptly said, "Scouting the way? It's out of the question. You all say I'm going to die, so what if I go inside and actually die?"
"Stop with the nobility talk. It's not like you want us to come in ourselves. If you value face so much, then don't let us in, unless you're not ashamed."
