Li Ting laughed and said, "I have another secret that I have to keep for you."
Ye Ming nodded and said, "Don't worry!" As he said this, he handed the small grass cage back with some reluctance, and then he seemed to have remembered something and said, "Don't tell them this either?"
"You don't have to force it, but try to hide it." Li Ting said calmly.
He already has a relatively high level of trust in other people, but there are too many open and covert attacks in the world of cultivation. There are only three people he completely trusts in his past and present lives.
Master, thank you for your drink.
But all three of them died and left.
As for Ye Ming, he can barely be counted as the fourth one, and this is not only because of the other party's straightforward and loyal character, but also because of chance.
For others, he still had reservations subconsciously.
Ye Ming nodded and understood what Li Ting meant. He carried Ouyang Song on his back and said, "Let's go."
The two of them came under the jade slab together and stepped on the piles of bones to climb up. Ye Ming was still a little frightened and muttered to the bones below, "Thank you so much. If I can come back in the future, I will definitely bury you." "
Li Ting glanced at him speechlessly, but when he thought of the misery of the Shuihan Clan disciples, he felt sad. I wonder if anyone in the world knows the name of the Shuihan Clan disciples, and whether he can save those evil spirits.
If given the chance, they should indeed be buried in peace.
The two of them climbed on the wall, only two meters away from the huge jade slab at the entrance of the cave. There was someone on Ye Ming's back, so Li Ting took the initiative to step forward and push the jade slab.
He used magic power, but the jade slab didn't move at all.
"You should need magic tricks." Li Ting sighed.
Since it is a place of refuge, outsiders must not be able to enter, so only the disciples of the Shuihan Sect must know the secrets involved.
"You want to get out from inside?" Ye Ming asked in surprise.
"Does that mean I was too weak to push it away?" Li Ting said with a smile.
Ye Ming laughed sarcastically, "Maybe there is no need to use magic techniques from the inside out, but the monks at the Yunling stage can't push it away."
Li Ting observed the material of the jade slab again and felt that it was not impossible.
"It's possible, but the difference is not big. Senior Ouyang won't wake up for a while, and it's impossible for me to break through directly." Li Ting said helplessly.
The two people looked at the huge jade slab above their heads and fell into an awkward silence.
"Let me put Senior Ouyang down first so that we can take a closer look at this stone." Ye Ming said.
"Wait a minute." Li Ting stopped him, "I think it's best to wait for the ghost before throwing him down. We can take the opportunity to get out. If we move quickly, it should be fine."
Ye Ming also understood what Li Ting meant. Regardless of whether this slate required magic techniques or people with high cultivation levels, they would not be able to do it in the short term.
It's better to wait here. If the ghost can throw people down, they can take the opportunity to get out.
And judging from the number of corpses, they should be able to lose a lot of people at one time.
After all, the door to Wushan is not always open.
…
The two of them were clinging to the wall like two giant geckos. Just as they were waiting intently, there was a loud noise, as if something had hit the jade slab.
Ye Ming was staggered by the shock and almost couldn't hold Ouyang Song on his back. ….
How could there be such a big movement? What's happening outside?
Another shaking sound came, louder than before. The bones on the ground creaked and swayed, but the jade slab above them did not move at all, which showed that this thing was really strong.
Ye Ming was so shocked that he was dizzy. He was carrying Ouyang Song on his back. He couldn't stabilize his body for a while, so he jumped back to the bottom of the cave.
Li Ting looked at the jade slab above and had a bad feeling in his heart.
He also slowly retreated to the ground, walking back step by step.
The next moment, a white vine pierced out of the soil like a thorn, passed through the gap left in the middle of the stone wall, and lay in front of Li Ting.
That's Han Ziqi's vine.
Hanzi
Qi actually found this place?
Thinking of Daming in his cage, Li Ting suddenly realized something.
Han Ziqi was waiting for someone to break the rules of ghosts and find a way to follow him? Or maybe he was the one who pushed Daming to be brought here by ghosts...
It is for its own black elixir and for revenge.
After the vine stretched out, it twitched wildly as if it was looking for something, and it was extremely fast, colliding everywhere.
Ye Ming had also seen Han Ziqi. The vines were pale and red under the red light of the blood candle, which made his heart freeze.
Li Ting shook his head and signaled him to stop talking.
The vine pierced the ground for a while, but when it saw that it didn't hit anything, it suddenly shot up and hit the jade slab.
The jade slab swayed slightly again, but it was not lifted at all.
Li Ting stared at the place where the vines penetrated. Observing carefully, he found that the vines did not penetrate the stone wall, but entered through the gap left by the Shuihanmen for ventilation.
That's fine.
Otherwise, Han Ziqi would turn the ground into a hornet's nest and they would be buried alive.
But it's not good, because there are many ventilation holes and gaps in the ground. If they are stabbed all over, or too many vines are stretched in, they are likely to be killed.
Glancing at Ye Ming, whose neck was still tied to Ouyang Song, Li Ting felt helpless.
Ye Ming took out a piece of paper and wrote tremblingly: - Han Ziqi is chasing after him? Is it enough to just abide by the white candle rules?
Li Ting took the piece of paper and wrote blindly while paying attention to the movement of the vines above: - It's too close, so don't speak, it might hear it.
The rules of the white candle only say that you cannot scream, cry, or attack ghosts, and based on previous observations, Han Ziqi seems to be quite deaf, but in this case, being so close, who can be sure?
If it really picked up on the trouble because of what he said and stabbed him through, I'm afraid he would be accused in the underworld.
Ye Ming nodded, carrying Ouyang Song on his back, and carefully stood in front of a complete stone wall.
He also saw that Han Ziqi's vines mainly stretched in through the gaps, so standing in front of the complete stone wall could prevent him from being stabbed from behind.
The vines failed to shake the jade slab after slapping for a long time, so they slowly hung down, but they did not fall down completely. Instead, they curved and squirmed in the air like a snake.
Han Ziqi's familiar voice came from outside, but it carried a sharpness that was no longer concealed.
"Li Ting, are you in there?" Han Ziqi asked while exploring the white vines.
"This place is hard to find, and it's hard for me to get in. Give me back the black elixir, and I'll leave. Now put it on my white vine, okay?" It said softly, even a few words The points are sharp, but it looks like he is coaxing a young child.
Ye Ming shuddered, feeling that Han Ziqi's voice was not only weird, but also disgusting.
Li Ting also frowned, but neither of them said anything.
He felt that what Han Ziqi said meant that it couldn't get in easily.
I don't know why it doesn't know the Shuihan Sect's magic formula. Is it because it is a resentful ghost and doesn't know what Han Ziqi originally knew, or is it because Han Ziqi doesn't know that magic trick in the first place?
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