Chapter 71

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Chapter 71

I regretted agreeing to this plan, so I said, "Chen Tugong, how about we change the approach and think of other ways."

"No need," he shook his head and said, "Chen Login is right. This is the fastest way. Besides, I won't necessarily die. Our Lao Bai family has a unique skill."

"Unique skill? What's the unique skill, Chen Tugong?" I was a little curious about what the unique skill he was talking about was.

He didn't answer directly.

"Let's go, you two follow me," he picked up a stone and said in a deep voice: "The stone can be used as a sleeping tree, and the cave can be used as an offering table. Give it a try."

Sure enough, as soon as we came in, those things jumped out again, with their arms raised high and stones in their hands, ready to smash them.

Chen Jiansheng's eyes widened angrily.

"Pah! Pah!" He knocked twice on the wall with a stone.

Just listen to him read loudly:

"A piece of awakening wood is divided into six parts, from the king to the ministers. The king can rule hundreds of officials, and the officials can rule all the people!"

His tone increased and he continued to read.

"Monks talk about Buddhism together, heavenly masters talk about ghosts and gods, wake up trees to travel around the world, talk about people, ghosts, and the world!"

This sentence sounded like some kind of mantra, and as soon as I listened to it, as the awakening tree replaced by stone fell, I felt blood rushing to my brain and my whole body froze.

The mandrills in front of me were motionless holding up stones, also in a daze.

"Hurry up! Get out of here!" Chen Jiansheng urged Sister Hong and me loudly, his voice was like enlightenment.

After reacting, I held my injured arm and glanced at Sister Hong.

Sister Hong had a cold face. He glanced at Chen Jiansheng and said one word.

"Walk."

Just like that, we walked through these mandrills. These things stared at Chen Jiansheng in a daze and did not attack Sister Hong or me.

Walking through the group of mandrills, I could only hear Chen Jiansheng’s laughter behind me.

"Haha, gentlemen, young and old, today, we are not going to talk about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Today, we are not going to talk about Liaozhai and Fengshen. Today, we are just going to talk about one.

"Wuson beats a tiger!"

"By the way, there is a bakery seller in Qinghe County..."

Sister Hong and I walked farther and farther, and Chen Jiansheng's voice behind us became smaller and smaller. In the end, when we came out of the cave, we could no longer hear his voice.

In the tomb robbing business, the descendants of the southern and northern factions were at odds with each other, and there was a deep feud. I never thought that he would be the one to save us in the end.

Looking back now, I still don't understand what the ghost book is about, but I probably have some guesses.

This method is similar to hypnosis. Just like those modern professional hypnotists, they can lull you to sleep by reading a well-known story in front of you. Just like when you were children, your mother held you in her arms and read fairy tales to lull you to sleep. She fell asleep while listening.

These strange and obscene skills would only exist if they were not passed down from within the sect.

It's unclear, the way is unclear.

...

After coming out, Sister Hong and I waited outside for half an hour, but Chen Jiansheng did not come out.

Sister Hong took a deep look at the cave, not talking or waiting. She helped me leave.

The scene in front of me was a large slope with no roads and overgrown weeds.

After seeing the terrain clearly, I figured out one thing. This huge underground palace structure is divided into upper and lower floors. It is shaped like an hourglass funnel placed diagonally. The place we are now is on the connecting line in the middle of the funnel.

Standing at the foot of the slope and looking up, one cannot see beyond.

Sister Hong helped hold my arm and started to climb up the slope step by step.

The grass was not high, and there was some dew on the road. The dew wet our trouser legs and our shoes were basically wet.

After climbing along the slope for half an hour, a faint mist arose in front of us. Suddenly, everything around us seemed a little more unreal, as if we were in a dream.

"Take a rest, Yunfeng," Sister Hong helped me sit on the grass. Just like climbing a mountain, I am indeed a little tired.