"Can you move?"
"Yes, put me down."
Qu Mo hummed and put me on the ground. Since my whole body was in plaster, my limbs couldn't bend, so I stood there and didn't dare to move. Damn, buddy really looks like a mummy just unearthed!
"Where are we now?" I asked.
"We are on a mountain. There is a ghost blocking the way ahead and we can't get through." Qu Mo said with deep concern.
Oh, I was wondering why Qu Mo was so nervous when she spoke. It turned out that she had met a ghost messenger. Fuck him, do they have to force me to death to be happy? But I don't think it will end well if we confront the underworld. We can't let Qu Mo and Linghu in her body be implicated.
"Now that my injuries have healed, you can go back. I was planning to go to the underworld to ask my ancestors for mercy, so why not go with them now."
Qu Mo grabbed my hand, and I vaguely saw her shaking her head in the rain: "No, the Mirror God said that you should go to the White Bone Cave for shelter for a while, which means that your ancestors can't protect you now. Don't act rashly, not only can you not save yourself, but you will also implicate your ancestors."
What she said made sense, I nodded and said, "Well, I won't go to the underworld, but you still go back, I have a way to escape to the Bamboo Worm Valley."
"I know you're afraid of getting me into trouble, but without the fox tail, can you enter the White Bone Cave?"
I had overlooked this. I had already used one of her tails last time. That was the result of many years of practice, and it could not be measured by any material thing. I really couldn't bear to let her cut off another tail, so I sighed and said, "We are friends. You have done your best to treat me well. I can't let you get hurt again..."
Just as I said this, there was a sudden "crackling" of a burnt thunder in the sky. The sound was very low, as if it was exploding right above my head. Qu Mo pulled me down the mountain quickly. Looking back, I saw a ball of white light coming out from behind my buttocks, followed by splashing dirt. The momentum was quite fierce. I couldn't help but stick out my tongue. This thunder was coming for me!
"Don't say so much. You can't even reach the Bamboo Worm Valley without me!" Qu Mo shouted while pulling me and running in the rain.
I sighed inwardly. Not to mention that I couldn't even reach Bamboo Worm Valley, I couldn't even take a single step. Qu Mo and I were friends through thick and thin. If I said anything more, it would sound fake. I'd just let her take me to the White Bone Cave.
One after another, the blast of the blast was like a shell, exploding behind my heels. It felt just like the live-fire drills of the army back then. However, those were all blank shells, and we were wearing helmets, so we wouldn't be killed. But the blast of the blast was real, and if we were hit, our whole body would probably explode.
In the dark rain, I saw thick black air wriggling around me. They must be ghost messengers. Although they came to capture me, they couldn't do anything unless I died. This is like the rules of the game, which cannot be broken at will. But they can trip us up, throw stones in front of us, and push down trees to block our steps. Fortunately, when Linghu encountered thunder, he ran away desperately, circling around on the hillside, and always avoided the lightning at the last moment. My little heart almost jumped out of my throat. Now I understand that there are more exciting things than actual combat exercises.
As we were running around, the sky finally brightened. The rain gradually subsided, the thunder gradually faded, and the ghost officials hiding around returned to the underworld one by one.
Without the ghost officials chasing and blocking him, Qu Mo could still handle the sudden disaster.