The setting sun is heavier, the remaining sunset on the horizon is like blood.
We have a brief discussion, the meaning is, it's still necessary to go down the mountain to be completely safe.
That's why everyone continues to trudge on their journey.
After we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we returned to where we parked, but we couldn't get into the car because all the arrangements for the trip were made by people from Iron Brake Mountain, and this car was being driven by Chang Xin.
"This place is near the mountain foot, with quite a few residents. There should be an inn nearby. I'll go look for one."
He Ningan volunteered to suggest.
Wu Jinluan nodded and said it could be.
He Lin'an walked away, and the rest of the group sat on the ground beside the car, leaning against it for a rest.
For the gentleman, such intensity is still too high.
For me, the physical exhaustion is becoming increasingly severe, and everywhere I feel twitches and aches.
Lao Gong peeped out, landing on my shoulder. He licked his lips and said, "That's good. It's payback for someone else putting a hood on you. If you have to kill your whole family, it's not unexpected."
He is still mocking Zhang Zhayi.
At this moment, a flashlight beam shone on us.
The crowd immediately became alert.
Turning around, I saw He Lin'an returning. Accompanying him was a man, dressed in simple clothes, tall and robust-looking, appearing to be an ordinary middle-aged man.
"I remember you guys. You had such a big group, parking your car all the way in the back, and then you went up the hill on the path. You were dressed in such peculiar clothes, carrying big and small bags. I say, this time with Longshan being so big, everyone is only daring to go the main path to Yuquan for prayer, but where did you dare to go into the depths of the mountain?"
"Even if you encounter a bear, it's normal for hikers like you to get lost and die of hypothermia. Moreover, during the day, there are howling wolves in the mountains, which can be scary."
"Hmm, there are half as many people as before, are you really not going to call the police?"
The man is about fifty years old. He's not scolding either, and his words are all out of good intentions.
It's obvious that He Lin'an lied to him, saying that we were backpackers.
Xiao Hei's old lady is carrying the pot.
"He Lin'an said cheerfully, 'There's no need to call the police. We can all get in touch with each other. We got separated because we were avoiding bears. They should be able to go down the mountain tomorrow.'"
"All right, follow me." The middle-aged man gestured in a direction and we followed him.
After walking for about ten minutes, we arrived at a location near the foot of the mountain.
This place looks like a small village, but many places have signs for farmhouses, restaurants, and guesthouses. It's similar to the town at the foot of the mountain where I first went to the Daoist Temple of Gao Tian.
The middle-aged man, the owner of the guesthouse, led us into a square-shaped residential building. Inside, there were many rooms with everything one would expect.
After handing the key to He Lin'an, he kindly said that if they needed anything, they could call him immediately, and then the guesthouse owner left.
"Shengjing, Heishui, Jianglin in this area are much more rugged and bright. In our place, if we see someone like us, some kind-hearted people would already call the police." Wu Jinluan smiled and considered it to be a buffer for the atmosphere.
After that, he divided the rooms among everyone and then helped me into a room.
Sitting on a normal bed, I felt much more comfortable.
Old Gong rolled on the bedspread twice, licking his lips, and asked me to take out that thing so he could play with it.
I took out the Corpse Dan and placed it in front of Old Gong's head.
Old Gong took the Corpse Dan directly and chomped it, while the Demon Corpse Dan was clearly cautious and careful.
"Still a bit lacking in meaning." Old Gong muttered.
"It's a bit off, breaking through after a fall, and the Corpse Dan is also a bit lacking. If that ancestor had been more violent and torn you to shreds, and the Corpse Dan was a Good Corpse Dan, then it would have been directly usable." Old Gong was filled with sighs and regret.
I smiled and replied, "There's no such good thing in the world, making us catch up directly. The gains from this trip are already very, very big."
"Well then, how can one be human if they don't seek more?" Old Gong rolled his eyes.
"However, our gains are really quite considerable." Old Gong licked his lips again and whispered, "Hey, Ghost Director, come out for a stroll?"
Black-purple ghost qi instantly spread throughout the room. Wei Youming appeared beside the bed.
Not only him, but there was also a small, tattered corpse present. Its body looked severely damaged, with most of its black feathers burned away, and its mouth split open on both sides.
Fangshi Daheng's cursed corpse was indeed collected by Wei Youming and kept in the Abyssal Prison!
Coldness, resentment, ruthlessness, ferocity, and all kinds of negative emotions flowed out of this mage Daheng's corpse.
"Using a corpse to refine and consume the pill, we can't be sure that this little guy won't take it and use it for his own cultivation when we leave. The Ghost Director had foresight, indeed. Haha." Old Gong praised him with a smile on his face.
"It's hidden in here." Wei Youming lifted his hand and pointed at the Corpse Dan on the bedsheet.
At this moment, I broke out into quite a few white perspiration beads on my body.
It, is the soul of Mage Daheng!?
Old Gong had said earlier that the Corpse Dan is the dwelling of the soul.
However, why didn't the mage Daheng suddenly rise up and kill someone?
According to common sense, its ghost soul should be very fierce since it is almost a spiritual being.
"I guessed it, of course." Old Gong huffed and then said, "However, the ancestor beats him into a pulp, and he can only hide in there, too afraid to come out and cause trouble. With us around, he won't be able to make any moves. Fortunately, Chang Xin vomited the pill. Otherwise, even if he wasn't stuffed to death, he would use this opportunity to take over his body."
I can't be sure if Old Gong truly guessed it on his own or if he made the judgment based on what Wei Youming said.
In the next moment, Wei Youming suddenly said, "That little guy has been following us all along, without giving up."
My pupils shrank slightly, and my brows tightened into a knot.
"It was expected, but when our home is robbed, he hides in the shadows, afraid to see the Corpse Dan change hands again. He knows that his ancestor's corpse was taken away. If he didn't follow us, it would be strange." Old Gong shook his head and muttered, "Although he is short, his mind is good. His heart is really clear and insightful."
For a moment, I didn't respond.
Wu Jinluan and the others couldn't have noticed, after all, Wei Youming's sense of perception is completely different.
We seem to have escaped from danger and difficulty, but in fact, we are not.
Thankfully, we went down the mountain first. Otherwise, staying in their home ground would have led to who knows what kind of changes?
The ghost qi gradually weakened, Wei Youming disappeared, and Mage Daheng's transformed corpse was also collected by him.
"This pill is not good to use. Let's put it away first. It's really a hot potato." Old Gong muttered, "It's better to find a buyer who knows its worth and exchange something better."
I put the Corpse Dan away, and for safety's sake, I placed it with the Fei Yi Yujian. Both of these items are essentially talismans, and they are both of the same level as the out-of-body talismans. They can be used to suppress evil spirits that almost attain spiritual level. They are more than enough.
"Giving away this kind of Corpse Dan to others is equivalent to harming them indirectly. This kind of thing should be done as little as possible." I shook my head, declining Old Gong's proposal.
