When I opened my eyes, I saw that the person who saved me was moving so fast. I just saw that he had entered the tunnel and my head hit the stone wall of the tunnel several times. It hurt so much that I saw stars in front of my eyes. The headlamp was also broken. By the time I came to my senses, the person had already left the tunnel.
None of them were outside. Seeing the light coming out of the tower window, they probably all fled upstairs. Oh, why didn't they go into the secret passage? Can the tower block the ghosts? They are all idiots. Going up to the tower is a dead end!
This year had just flashed through my mind when I was taken to the top floor of the tower and passed through the window. It was almost the speed of a rocket. I experienced the feeling of riding a rocket again.
As soon as he entered, he was thrown to the ground by this man. Fuck his second uncle, who is this man? It seems that except Qu Mo, no one else can fly. But the spirit fox had already escaped, and Qu Mo was still unconscious.
"You are..." Just after asking two words, I felt a gust of wind flying towards the lower level and ran away.
I took a few breaths and suddenly heard the roars of Master and General Hu below. My heart trembled, and I quickly gritted my teeth and dragged my tired body to stand up. I dumped everything in Lu Fei's bag on the ground, grabbed a handful of yellow talismans, and pasted them along the window, then ran to the lower floor and pasted a piece on the wall and stair railing.
Just as the patch was put on, Qu Mo, carrying the unconscious Lu Fei, ran up with Shen Bing and Wang Zijun. I was startled and asked them: "Qu Mo, how are you? Could it be..."
Since I was in front of Wang Zijun, I didn't dare to ask too clearly. I just saw Qu Mo nodded and said vaguely: "I'm back!" Then he squeezed past me and went up to the top floor.
I understand now. It was the fox spirit who saved me just now. If it weren’t for her, I would have really gone to the underworld to drink with Ma Dawen.
"Why are you standing there? Help me, I can't hold on any longer!" Shen Bing said weakly and grabbed my sleeve.
I saw Wang Zijun also holding onto the stairs, panting, drooling without even noticing, probably on the verge of physical collapse. I reached out a hand to hold him, and dragged the two of us to the top floor.
As soon as Wang Zijun went up, he immediately fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, a little dazed, unable to speak. Shen Bing was better, sitting on the ground against the wall, gasping for breath. Now only Qu Mo was in good spirits, but she whispered to me: "Linghu just tried to save you, and was ambushed by several ghosts, and now he is seriously injured. Look, I'm fine now, but I can't do anything."
I sighed and said, "I can't escape anyway, so I'll just live as long as I can."
Qu Mo nodded dejectedly, but suddenly her eyes widened and she took a step back in fear. I quickly raised my head and followed her gaze. Damn it, there were ghosts all around the windows, and each of them revealed their true form under the urging of the tower's yin energy. Now I didn't need the yin-yang eyes anymore, I could see clearly.
Qu Mo had never seen such a spectacular scene from the beginning to now. It would be strange if he was not frightened when he saw it for the first time!
At this moment, there were chirping sounds coming from downstairs, and gusts of cold wind blew up. The downstairs must be crowded with dead ghosts. We really have no way to go up to heaven and no door to enter the earth now!
I don’t know how long those broken talismans on the window can last. Now it seems that they are not in a hurry. It’s as if we are a dragon in a jar and a phoenix in a cage, and they are trying to waste our patience.