Tao Zi touched the dagger on her body and said seriously: "Let's go. In an emergency, I can still carry Cheng Zhenjun."
Cheng Wuchou was amused and said, "Tao Zi, it's rare to see you so funny."
The three of them walked towards that place together.
When arriving at an entrance, the Taoist priest suddenly said: "We're here, just stay here, no need to go any further."
Tao Zi looked at the surrounding environment. The entrance was recessed, leaving a square open space. It was covered with gold everywhere and was as shiny as ever. The door was made of a material she had never seen before, and the iron locks were diagonal. The form is firmly tied to the door. If you can ignore the roar in your ears, it seems to be extremely safe.
The Taoist priest's expression became solemn. He took out an instrument similar to a compass, except that there were two hollows at the head and tail. He said: "Girl, please place your left hand in the grooves here."
Tao Zi did as he said.
As soon as I put my hand on it, the pointer moved slightly.
The Taoist priest's eyes lit up and he said: "It's useful. Master, please put your blood in another place."
Cheng Wuchou did as he was told, but the pointer didn't change at all.
The Taoist priest calmly took out several yellow talismans from the bag. The yellow talismans were hanging in the air on the instrument, dangling as if they might fall down at any time.
I saw the yellow talisman gradually spontaneously combust, and the pointer slowly started to shake.
Tao Zi watched the pointer turn little by little until it pointed at her, then stopped.
Her first reaction was: "My direction is due south, your sister is due south?"
Cheng Wuchou recalled the location of the palace and said, "It should be so. Then I will go to the south to look for him."
Taoist priest: "...well, haven't you ever thought of a possibility?"
Both of them looked at him and asked, "What's possible?"
Before he could speak, there was another loud bang.
Tao Zi suddenly felt uneasy and said: "Leave here first."
The Taoist priest hurriedly put away the compass. As soon as he took a step, the whole palace suddenly started to spin. His expression changed drastically and he said, "Who triggered the mechanism?"
"What's going on?" Tao Zi supported Cheng Wuchou, and the three of them leaned against the wall.
Cheng Wuchou said calmly: "The mechanism in the palace has been triggered."
She felt the shaking under her feet, supported him with one hand, and pulled the gold ornaments on the wall with the other hand, and asked calmly: "What should we do?"
"I don't know. I haven't encountered it before. I can only adapt to the ever-changing situation by staying the same."
As soon as he finished speaking, the palace spun again, and Cheng Wuchou flew out and landed on the ground in the distance.
The Taoist priest's expression, which had finally calmed down, changed drastically again, and he shouted: "Young Master!"
"He's not dead, so there's no need to mourn in a hurry." Tao Zi struggled to find a position with less shaking and stood, "Taoist Master, when will this mechanism stop? Or how will it stop?"
"I don't know, I've never seen anything like this before." The Taoist priest was so anxious that he even changed his claim.
Tao Zi really wanted to rub her sore forehead but couldn't free her hands.
She gritted her teeth and managed to find a pattern in the shaking of the palace. She moved to Cheng Wuchou's side little by little and helped him up.
The palace shook more and more violently. Cheng Wuchou's hand scratched a sharp corner of the gold, and blood flowed out. The gold actually sucked the blood as if it was conscious.
His eyes lit up and he said two words anxiously: "Dagger!"
Without saying a word, Tao Zi took out the dagger from her waist and stabbed his arm, causing blood to flow out.
Before Cheng Wuchou could speak, a tunnel that only allowed two people to pass appeared in front of them.
He pulled Tao Zi and fell inside. The Taoist shouted heartbreakingly, "Wait for me!" and rushed over. The three of them rolled down the tunnel.
When they rolled to level ground, Cheng Wuchou and the Taoist priest both fainted, leaving Tao Zi awake.
She climbed up with difficulty, pulled the two of them to the wall, and took stock of her surroundings.
The furnishings here are completely different from those outside. Not to mention the glittering gold, not even a small piece of gold can be seen. The only ornaments are luminous pearls on the wall and a small table with a book on the table.
Tao Zi walked over and looked at the old book. He hesitated for a while and did not reach out to touch it. Instead, he stood aside and read the words on it.
The text looked particularly ancient and was not in the current common language. After reading it for a long time, she could only vaguely guess that it said: The deadline is approaching, I'd better go up and accompany that petty stupid beast, leaving one body behind. With the bones there, it will have a direction when it comes to scolding people in the future.
Tao Zi was silent. Could the petty stupid beast here be referring to the Beast King?
She didn't turn the page, turned around and walked towards Cheng Wuchou.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, how could an ordinary diary remain intact until now? She didn't want another accident to happen at this time.
The wound on Cheng Wuchou's hand was still bleeding, but more than half of it had healed. After all, it was Yuanying's body. Even without spiritual energy, his physical fitness was still better than that of ordinary people.
Tao Zi opened his sleeves and tore off a piece or two to help him treat his wounds.
Suddenly, her hand stopped and she looked at the burn on Cheng Wuchou's arm.
[The little girl stood on tiptoes and reached for the hot water bottle on the table: "Brother, help Anu get the kettle!"
The table suddenly broke off and the kettle fell straight on her head.
"Anu, be careful!"]
She couldn't remember what happened next. She only remembered that her brother rushed over and protected her tightly. There were burn marks on her arms and back.
But how is it possible? Cheng Wuchou was a true king, and even if there were any real scars, they should have disappeared long ago.
Tao Zi fell down and sat there, holding the dagger in her hand tightly.
The next moment, she turned her gaze to Cheng Wuchou's back, and without hesitation used a dagger to cut open the clothes on his back. When she opened it, she saw a large number of old burn marks.
She stared blankly, her mind was in confusion and she was speechless.
"Hiss." Cheng Wuchou opened his eyes in a daze, feeling a little cold on his back. He touched his back and woke up, "What's wrong with my clothes? Tao Zi, Tao Zi?"
He looked at Tao Zi's stunned eyes and screamed several times in confusion.
She suddenly grabbed his hand tightly and asked eagerly: "Cheng Wuchou, what is your nickname?"
"Uh, why do you ask this?"
Tao Zi bit her lip and continued to ask: "Is it called Xiaozizi?"
Cheng Wuchou was silent for three seconds and asked in disbelief: "How do you know?"
Her eyes suddenly became sour. A long time ago, she thought she had no family.
"Tao Zi, no, Tao Zi, don't cry! What's going on?"
Cheng Wuchou was in a hurry, with a vague idea in his mind. Before it could take shape, Tao Zi's suppressed voice sounded: "I remember that I have a nickname, Anu."
He froze.
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