Li Ting was carried on Hu Gui's back and looked worried at Han Ziqi who was getting a little closer behind him.
Although this ghost is faster than me, it is still a little slower than Han Ziqi. If so, it will catch up sooner or later. Can it still carry itself out of the dense forest?
If it could lead Han Ziqi out of the forest before Han Ziqi caught up with him, that would be a good thing.
But it was obvious that Li Ting had overthought things. Instead of leading him eastward, the ghost drifted all the way to the south.
Seeing Han Ziqi getting closer and closer, Li Ting's expression became more and more serious, almost racking his brains to think of any other way to get out of this predicament.
Han Ziqi was obviously more concerned about its black elixir. Why not create something that would take its black elixir away and divert its attention?
No, what if it takes back the black pill?
The black pill contained half of its power, and he must destroy it to avenge Yan An.
A trace of stubbornness and determination flashed in Li Ting's eyes. With the bamboo whip in hand, he was obviously prepared to fight for his life.
Wang Gui seemed a little puzzled that he could still move, but seeing that he didn't resist, he ignored him and continued to carry him, focusing on floating.
They were getting closer, Han Ziqi was still five hundred meters away from them, Li Ting thought.
But the next moment, Li Ting found himself on a river. No, it should be said that a ghost was carrying him across a river.
The river was black, with gurgling black bubbles. It didn't look like a good thing. Half of Nangi's black body was sunk in the river, but he passed by as if nothing happened.
Han Ziqi stopped by the river with an ugly expression.
The extreme whiteness on its body seems to be incompatible with the river. It is impossible to cross it, or even to come close to it.
Li Ting breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this ghost was still somewhat reliable.
The ghost finally crossed the river and began to float rapidly again.
Li Ting looked from a distance and saw that Han Ziqi hesitated for a while by the river, then turned around and accelerated, drifting along the river. He obviously did not give up and planned to go around the river and continue chasing Li Ting.
But this detour will undoubtedly waste a lot of time.
This was enough time for Li Ting to be carried far away by the ghost.
Li Ting didn't know where Wan Gui was taking him, but Wan Gui was very fast, and he was very satisfied. In short, it was definitely right to stay away from Han Ziqi first.
After another half an hour, Wang Gui's speed finally slowed down.
It floated to a thick tree and stopped.
The roots of the trees were intertwined. It found a location, dug out a few roots, and dug through the soil, revealing a stone slab.
Another underground house?
No, this is not an ordinary slate, it even looks a bit like fine jade, and its appearance is so fine that it cannot be refined in a few days.
The stone slab seemed to have something to do with the ghost. It looked heavy, but it opened when it was lifted.
Before Li Ting could react, he was thrown in, and then the board above closed again with a bang.
Li Ting fell directly.
After falling on a pile of hard things, he subconsciously reached out and touched it, and found out that it was a piece of bone.
Li Ting had a bad feeling in his heart. ….
He took out a blood candle and lit it.
Sure enough, he was lying on a pile of bones, and the skulls told him that these were human bones.
Are they all human bones?
No human would feel comfortable in the center of so many human bones. Li Ting also felt a little chilled in his heart. Could it be that he had guessed wrong that the ghost had another purpose in capturing humans, and it was not to help humans at all?
Li Ting felt even colder in his heart. He only felt that this foggy mountain was really full of dangers. A confused forest himself had wandered on the edge of life and death several times.
I don't know where Ye Ming was transferred. If it weren't for that boy, I might not be willing to come in.
He lowered his head and thought, but felt something was wrong.
because this
There is the sound of breathing in the space.
Li Ting's heart tightened slightly, he held his breath, and listened carefully, and he was even more sure that it was the sound of breathing.
And a little rushed.
Since he didn't attack immediately, there must be a reason. Don't touch the position of the blood candle and turn your head slowly.
Li Ting thought this while slowly turning his head away.
The blood candle's light was limited, and he couldn't see farther. He could only see a black shadow trembling on the ground.
It shouldn't be a ghost, it should be a ghost. He should be able to feel the yin energy at this distance.
That group lying on the ground, is it a human or something else?
His breathing was more rapid than before, but there was no other sound. Li Ting glanced at the jade slab above his head, thought about it, and decided to take a look first.
Maybe he would come face to face with Han Ziqi after escaping. No matter what, he always felt a little lucky about ghosts, and he had just looked carefully at the bones around him.
It's strange. Some of the bones are black, obviously due to poisoning, while others seem to have died naturally, with no wounds visible. No matter which one, there are no signs of being eaten by wild beasts or attacked by ghosts.
You can explore it.
After thinking about it, he slowly took a step in, and the light of the blood candle gradually moved in.
Step by step, the black shadows gradually emerged. They were two people lying on the ground, one with his eyes closed and the other with his eyes open.
The bet was not wrong, Li Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked a little faster and finally walked up to the two people and saw their faces clearly.
The one with eyes open...is Ye Ming? ? ?
Li Ting was a little unable to react for a moment, and looked in a daze at the young man who was looking at him with wide eyes and breathing rapidly.
Ye Ming?
Why is Ye Ming here?
When Ye Ming saw that Li Ting saw him, his eyes opened wider and his breathing became more rapid. He was so anxious that he couldn't move or make a sound.
After Li Ting was stunned, he immediately helped the person up and checked him.
He was not tied up or injured. It was probably because he was possessed by a ghost that he couldn't move or even speak.
Li Ting thought for a while, took out a piece of talisman to dispel Yin Qi, and put it on Ye Ming's back. He put his hands on his back and slowly channeled his magic power.
At the same time, the strands of Yin Qi from Ye Ming were also absorbed into Li Ting's body.
An hour later, Ye Ming's back was not as soft as before. He straightened himself slightly and cooperated with Li Ting to circulate his magic power.
After another hour, Li Ting slowly finished his work. After the talisman paper had played its role, it slowly dissipated like a puff of smoke.
Ye Ming moved his mouth and finally made a sound, "Brother Li..."
"Huh?" Li Ting stood up and replied subconsciously, usually observing the person with his eyes closed.
"I thought I was going to die here." Ye Ming's voice had a hint of post-catastrophic trembling, and Li Ting couldn't help laughing, "I thought I was going to die here, too."
Recalling what kind of beast he thought Ye Ming was, Li Ting felt funny in his heart.
A big man swinging around
