However, as soon as that ghost left, the others came back to haunt him, shocking Hun Yuan Zi so much that he screamed, "What's going on? Why are these dirty things only haunting me and not you?"
"There are things on me that they dare not approach." Feng Jiu said, looking at the things that were wrapped around Hun Yuan Zi, and said, "These things are afraid of the sun and fire. Can you deal with them?"
"The old man was just careless for a moment. Do you think the old man can't even deal with these dirty things? Just watch." Hunyuanzi said, turning his hands, and the energy in his body surged. As he waved his hands, a Bagua diagram appeared around him, and he himself was placed in the Bagua.
As the Bagua in his hand rotated, the dozen or so ghosts screamed and were instantly absorbed into the Bagua formation and disappeared.
He held back his aura with both hands, exhaled lightly, glanced at Fengjiu, raised his chin slightly, and said with pride: "How is it? If I don't make a move, it's fine, but if I do, it will definitely shock the hell out of me!"
Fengjiu's mouth twitched: "Yes, it really is so powerful that it can scare away ghosts." As soon as the voice fell, she stepped forward.
“Hey, be careful, this place is very strange. I came here once before and got lost. I was trapped for several months before I got out.” He shouted to Fengjiu while following closely behind her.
"You are really capable. You have been trapped in here for several months and you still have the nerve to speak out."
"The old man is reminding you to be careful."
The two men walked and talked, and the dispersed thick fog gradually condensed again, blocking their sight. Just after their figures disappeared in the fog, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared in a place behind them, staring through the fog at the two people who were gradually moving away in front.
The two people who were walking forward seemed to have noticed something at the same time. They stopped and looked back at the same time, and their spiritual sense was released in an instant to explore, but they found nothing.
"Do you feel like someone is staring at us?" Hunyuanzi asked, staring at the vast expanse of white and asking Fengjiu beside him.
"There was such a feeling, but I didn't detect any presence, and now it seems to have disappeared." She said softly, hugging Hao'er who had stopped crying, and patting his back gently with one hand.
"Be careful, there is really something wrong with this place." The old man said again.
"I know."
Fengjiu responded and continued to walk forward with him. After walking for a while, she felt the fog getting thicker and thicker, to the point where she could not see her hand in front of her face. Suddenly, she heard a sound that sounded like the rustling of leaves, or like something passing through the weeds. When she used her consciousness to scan the direction of the sound, she felt nothing.
The fog was too thick and she couldn't see the road ahead, so she raised her hand and flicked her sleeves. A breath of air flowed out from her sleeves and dispersed some of the fog in front of her.
"Old man, is the fog always like this in this place?"
She asked, but then there was no sound around her, and no more Hun Yuan Zi's presence. Feeling this, she frowned slightly and looked around and behind her.
"Old man?"
How could such a big man disappear just like that after walking beside her all the way? When did he disappear? She thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be no movement along the way, except for the rustling sound just now.