The man was dressed neatly and plainly, with a black scarf around his eyes. He was actually blind.
"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." The blind man was still sitting on the ground, apologizing hurriedly.
Yin Ci didn't say anything. He glanced at the crowd behind the man - there were more than a dozen young people on the opposite side, including the blind man on the ground. They were all dressed in the same uniform, and they were undoubtedly members of the Taiheng sect.
The Taiheng Sect is one of the top sects in the martial arts world. His disciples behave uprightly and are worthy of the four words "the right way of martial arts".
Sure enough, someone immediately stood up and said: "Master, are you injured? This blind servant rushed into you. It was my dispatch that failed to discipline you... Yan Qing, get up quickly!"
"I twisted my foot," said the blind man.
"I think you just don't want to go to the Ghost Tomb. You don't need to be the vanguard. I'll give you five times more monthly money, and you won't get what others ask for." A Taiheng sect disciple said angrily. "Did you twist it on purpose? Get up, what are you talking about sitting here!"
The blind man looked to be about twenty years old, tall, with wheat-colored skin and a straight face. He stood up tremblingly, looking painful.
"It's easy to say, I'll do it. I'll do it." After watching the excitement, Shi Jingzhi rolled up his sleeves and spread the banner of "The medicine will cure the disease".
Disciples of the Taiheng Sect: "..."
Yin Ci continued to remain silent. In fact, that disciple was right about 70% to 80%. The blind man did bump into him on purpose. The force of his collision was not strong, and he had no intention of deliberately looking for trouble. Judging from his movements, his foot was sprained before the collision.
But no matter what the blind man planned, his plan would never come true - Shi Jingzhi grabbed the man's ankle and secretly injected a large amount of true energy. There was just a click, and the blind man immediately let out a cry of pain.
"It's done, it will be wrapped within a day." Shi Jingzhi wiped his hands.
The blind man's handsome features were wrinkled together, and there was a hint of sadness between his brows.
Yin Ci was a little gloating. The sprain was not serious, and he could recover as good as before after lying down for five or six days. I just happened to meet him when I met him. This man had as much internal strength as a penny and three kilograms, but he had to use his true energy to repair sprains.
The Taiheng sect is a big sect after all. The disciples could see Shi Jingzhi's methods at a glance, and their expressions were a little unnatural: "Thank you so much..."
"You're welcome. We'll go to the Ghost Tomb in a few days. Let's go together." Nuo's face couldn't hide the smile on Shi Jingzhi's face. "I respect you when I join the Kushan Sect. You are also here to wait for the Jinyu Gang to call your names."
The disciple choked, obviously he had never seen someone climb so fast along the pole.
The structure of the ghost tomb is complex, and all the major sects have more or less discovered some of its secrets. Shi Jingzhi made it clear that he wanted to take advantage of the Taiheng faction, but unfortunately the Taiheng faction was too shameless to refuse.
"It turns out to be Master Shi." A cold female voice came out. She obviously saw the jade pendant dangling on the flag.
"Exactly." Shi Jingzhi responded with a smile, "I have only one disciple under my sect. The two of them travel lightly and will definitely not cause any trouble to you."
"Senior Sister, look at this..." The disciple who spoke out first looked aggrieved.
The girl who was called "Senior Sister" nodded. She was dressed in white, her facial features were straight, and her brows and eyes were full of righteousness. Although the face is not beautiful, it still makes people feel good about it.
She looked up and down with respect, and her eyes stayed on Nuo's face for a while: "I send my servants to attack others first, and to receive favors later. If Master Shi doesn't dislike it, he will go with us in a few days."
"Let's go, don't be blocked in front of the store." After saying that, she turned around decisively and stepped into the inn.
Before the Taiheng faction and his party left, the blind man let out a long sigh, which sounded quite regretful.
"Good disciple, well done."
Shi Jingzhi ignored the blind man's dissatisfaction and patted Yin Ci hard on the back.
"I was planning to wait for a fight between the good and evil factions, and take advantage of the chaos to catch the wounded and treat them. Who knew I would have the opportunity so soon... What is that look in your eyes? If someone from the Taiheng faction bumped into the tomb, why? The master is still good at governing. Will the dignified Kushan sect still take advantage of it?"
Yin Ci was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Master, what does 'waiting for the Jinyu Gang's roll call' mean?"
"Today the Jinyu Gang started to count the jade beads. It takes three days to count and one day to inspect. It is said that the ghost tomb is not far from here, and the tomb can be visited in five days at the latest. We are early, and other sects will come later. This is Shunhe Inn. It’s considered to be the case, that is, the two of us..."
"I can't afford to live here." Yin Ci continued the conversation smoothly.
Shi Jingzhi sneered: "Registering a name to a sect is too expensive, and you have to set aside your monthly money as a teacher, which means you are short of money. Speaking of going to the tomb this time, will you go or not?"
"So what if I go, what if I don't go?"
"If you go, I will only take one of the treasures we have found, and the rest will be yours. If you don't go, I will tell you that you have diarrhea, and I will go alone."
Sure enough, 99% of this person's goal is to see flesh.
When Yin Ci didn't answer, Shi Jingzhi thought he was hesitant: "Don't worry, if you go, I will do my best to protect you. If you don't go, I won't be stingy with you if I get the money."
Yin Ci deliberately struggled for a long time: "It's rare to see the world, so I'd better go."
As a result, after Yin Ci answered, Shi Jingzhi smiled brightly and didn't know what he was enjoying. He was happy enough. He took out a medium-sized pill from the medicine box and broke it with his hand, revealing a crystal clear jade bead.
"Let's go, let's hand over the jade beads first."
In the next few days, Yin Ci has been preparing dry food.
Shi Jingzhi was very picky, and the dry food had to be not only filling, but also delicious, and the taste couldn't be consistent. Apart from being urged to squat on horseback and practice swinging his sword, Yin Ci spent the rest of the time walking around the stove. However, Devil Yin didn't get angry at Shi Jingzhi - he stayed dormant for three years to maintain his innocent identity, and cooking for three days was not interesting at all.
Finally, the day of departure arrived.
Shi Jingzhi specially bought two gaudy thin quilts, claiming that he wanted to get lucky. Yin Ci carried the quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water behind his back. Even though he had been begging to die for so many years, a new hopeless hope for life arose in his heart.
The Taiheng Sect always kept their promises and even allowed them to ride in the sect's special carriage. The carriage swayed for a long time and finally stopped in front of a chaotic mountain.
The mountain road ahead was steep and it was impossible to walk on horseback, so everyone got off the car one after another.
"Jin Lan, you two are coming with me."
The person who came was none other than the Taiheng sect disciple who came to prominence a few days ago. He has an ordinary appearance, but his voice is very loud: "Yan Qing, Yan Qing—what are you doing? Follow me quickly!"
The blind man heard the words and followed. He carried a mountain of luggage on his back and walked as usual without using a blind stick.
Yin Ci glanced casually, then looked at the people around him. The Jinyu Gang has finished counting the jade beads, and these are all the competitors. Each sect can take up to thirty people to the tomb, but there are not as many people as he thought.
The most conspicuous ones are five factions.
One of them is naturally the Taiheng sect, the "leader of the righteous path". Not far away from the Taiheng sect, there are a group of bald and reflective Jianchen Temple monks. The two factions share the right path, and even if they stand in the same place, the atmosphere is harmonious.
On the other side stood the Chigou Sect and the Ling Sect, and the two demon sects were about to fight each other.
The Chigou sect started out as a tomb robber, and the ghost tomb was a big piece of meat that was destined to be obtained. The Ghost Tomb is the tomb of the first leader of the Ling Sect. The Ling Sect is now in decline, but it cannot bear to have the ancestral tomb be visited by others first. Before the tomb was laid, several waves of small-scale conflicts broke out between the two factions.
The atmosphere of the last group is quite subtle, exuding a strong sense of disharmony among the Jianghu people.
"That's from Prince Rong's palace, from the imperial court." Seeing Yin Ci looking over there, Jin Lan spoke first. "You two, please don't offend them and cause trouble to me."
Shi Jingzhi smiled when he heard this: "Of course, the Taiheng Sect has eaten a lot of imperial food, I know that."
Apart from these five major sects, the rest are just a bunch of miscellaneous people, including many small sects with low qualifications like the Kushan sect. These people were stretching their necks and staring longingly at the chaotic mountains, as if they could dig out treasures with their eyes.
Finally, a temporary wooden platform was set up on the stone surface, and the leader of the Jinyu Gang appeared.
The leader of the Jinyu Gang has a shiny face, is short and fat, and always speaks auspicious words. He muttered on the stage for a long time, and finally got to the point.
"In this tomb, it's first come, first served. Each sect will record the list of treasures with a few Yueshui Pavilion disciples."
He twirled his goatee and his voice became more threatening.
"If someone breaks the rules, you can naturally attack them in groups and divide their treasures. Otherwise, if you want to be tough, come back after you get out of this world."
After speaking, he waved his fat hand: "Everyone in Yueshui Pavilion, please!"
The people from Yueshui Pavilion did not come by carriage, nor did they gather anywhere. As soon as the leader of the Jinyu Gang finished speaking, they appeared from the mountains like ghosts and walked towards their respective sects.
Yin Ci held his breath - without him, the disciples of Yueshui Pavilion were all dressed in extremely gaudy clothes, and the color combinations were blinding. These people seemed to have just finished ransacking a brothel in the countryside, and then closed their eyes and went through it again.
For a moment, even the Demon Sect was quiet. The most exaggerated thing about their people is that they wear red clothes. When have you ever seen such a battle
"This is because I am afraid that I will be confused with the dress of the disciples of other sects." Seeing the faces of the Yueshui Pavilion disciples all sinking, the main body of the Fat Gang added thoughtfully. "They were not like this before. They have always been very tasteful."
Everyone in Yueshui Pavilion: "..."
Yin Ci only heard a voice from beside him: "This old ghost talks too much."
Oh, even if the Kushan Sect is a sect, it still needs to be followed by someone from Yueshui Pavilion. He turned around and saw a girl in pink clothes and a bright green skirt. The girl's facial features were ordinary, but her make-up was exquisite. A small silver whistle hung around her neck, which gave her vulgar appearance a bit of flair.
As we all know, Yueshui Pavilion does not accept female disciples. Yin Ci couldn't help but pause for a while.
"What, little brother, have you never seen a beautiful sister?" The girl came closer funny and saw that the bones were indeed a woman.
Yin Ci breathed a sigh of relief. Both are eye-catching, but a girl in a red dress and a green skirt is better than a big man in a red dress and a green skirt. The Taiheng sect immediately accepted three strong men in peach red satin, and the disciples' faces turned green.
As if she had read through his mind, the girl smiled again: "My name is Shen Zhu. I hope you two can do your best and don't die too soon. I still want to stay in the ghost tomb for a longer time."
Shi Jingzhi's face was calm, as if he didn't hear anything. He looked towards the ground, wondering where his mind had wandered.
After entering the mountain, Shi Jingzhi kept looking like a ghost for the whole day.
The ghost tomb took the dragon veins from the mountain and hid it very deep. There is no one living in this chaotic mountain, and there is not even a mountain road. The martial arts of each sect were superb, and the Jinyu Gang led the way, and they were able to reach the entrance of the ghost tomb before dark.
The entrance to the ghost tomb is now quite conspicuous.
The Jinyu Gang cut down the surrounding pines and cypresses, laid them with bluestones, and built a small square. There were golden thread formations stacked one after another on the square, and the four corners were lit by blazing sun fires, but the atmosphere was still cold and chilly. As everyone approached the entrance to the tomb, the stale smell hit their faces, mixed with the suffocating blood.
The Jinyu Gang spent a lot of money this time, and Yin Ci sighed secretly.
The tomb of the leader of the Demon Cult is indispensable for the fierce blood sacrifice formation that seals the tomb. If you want to break this fierce formation, you must water it with hot blood day and night, and don't give up halfway. The Jinyu Gang had to transport a large number of live animals into the mountains, then send people to water them and kill them, so they could open the outermost layer of the tomb.
Just breaking the seal requires hundreds of people. This is not a job that ordinary tomb robbers can do.
After breaking the seal, the next step is to breathe. The ghost tomb has been covered in dust for hundreds of years, and the tomb passages are filled with poisonous gas. The Jinyu Gang specially burned medicine to adjust the wind and installed wind arrays in the air channels of various courtyards. To deal with a tomb of this level like a ghost tomb, the medicine must be smoked for seven or forty-nine days.
The Wind Control Formation is similar to other formations and requires the flesh and blood of monsters to be activated, which is another huge sum of money.
When Ghost Tomb was first born, Yin Ci investigated the situation alone. It is really watertight. To open the tomb and visit the tomb must mobilize a large number of people. Otherwise, the Chigou Cult alone would not be able to be obedient and would have quietly taken action long ago.
Yin Ci was still thinking about the ghost tomb with his head down, when a greeting came.
Not knowing whether it was resentment or guilt, the blind man Yan Qing hummed like a mosquito: "The Taiheng faction has reserved bunks for you, go and rest early. We will set off tomorrow when the cock crows, don't get up..."
Shi Jingzhi didn't know when he came around Yin Ci and hooked his shoulder: "How could it be? We martial arts practitioners have always been better than chickens..."
Before he finished speaking, he was thrown away by Yin Ci and had to follow with a bared teeth.
When they got to the place, Yin Ci laid out the satin quilt for the mandarin ducks playing in the water and looked at it sideways - when he went to the tomb tomorrow, he would like to see if this kid dared to sleep back in the cage.