Gu Mang stopped moving.
"Hahaha!" Yue Chenqing laughed, "Fourth Uncle is amazing, really useful!"
Murong Lian said impatiently: "What's the use, he won't move now, do you keep him here? Or are you planning to carry him in?"
"It's okay, we'll just leave him here." Yue Chenqing said, "This body talisman has the Heavenly Thunder Breaking Tribulation Curse on it, no matter how powerful a person is, they can't break it for a while and can't move him. "
Mo Xi said, "I can't leave him here alone."
"But the Thunder Breaking Curse is very powerful, and others can't—"
"It's hard to prevent." Mo Xi said, "Do you have any other magic weapon that you can take him with you?"
Yue Chenqing thought for a while, then said "Ah" and said, "There are some! You wait!" As he said that, he began to rummage in his Qiankun bag. After searching for a while, he took out a small bamboo man. .
Murong Lian said, "Isn't this a cheap little gadget that the furry boys in the streets and alleys chop each other up to play with?"
"The principle is the same, but this is a spell." Yue Chenqing said, placing the palm-sized bamboo man on the ground, and reciting a series of incantations.
… no response.
"Uh, I seem to have misremembered, I'll try again, Big Brother Murong, Xi Hejun, don't worry." Yue Chenqing scratched her ears, and repeated it several times, just when Murong Lian was extremely displeased and was about to interrupt Suddenly, a golden light appeared, and the bamboo man rose from the ground, from a small doll the size of a palm to a bamboo warrior as tall as a man.
Yue Chenqing smiled and said, "That's it!" Then she put up Gu Mang, who couldn't move, and looked at Mo Xi and Murong Lian with round eyes, "Come and help?"
Murong Lian said with a smile, "I don't touch him. It's dirty."
Mo Xi originally stood with his arms folded, but now he stepped forward and asked blankly, "What are you doing?"
"Fix his limbs with the limbs of the bamboo warrior. The bamboo warrior has a buckle on his body, do you see it?"
Mo Xi did as he did. Although Gu Mang was immobilized by the immobilization talisman, unable to move or speak, he knew exactly what was happening around him, so he stared at the two people who were teasing him, staring at Mo Xi for a while, and then again. Yue Chenqing.
The two tied Gu Mang to the bamboo warrior, and Yue Chenqing finally used the rope from the bamboo warrior's waist to wrap four or five times around Gu Mang's waist. Then he blew his whistle and said, "Okay, take a couple of steps and see?"
The bamboo samurai began to walk with his hands and feet together. Gu Mang was also led to walk with his hands and feet because he was tied to it.
This is a very delicate and interesting magic weapon, and anyone else would be amazed by it, but beside Yue Chenqing, one was the suffocating Xi Hejun, and the other was the choosy Wang Shujun.
Xi Hejun folded his arms and did not speak, just watched. Wang Shujun snorted: "It's just a little trick of Yuefu's worm-carving trick." He took two mouthfuls like a dream, exhaled, and pointed his smoking gun at Gu Mang, "What else can it do besides walking?"
"Fighting, normal dodging, you can do it." Yue Chenqing was not angry, she was still very proud, "I can still dance."
Murong Lian bit the cigarette holder, squinted his eyes for a while, and said, "Then let him dance and see?"
Yue Chenqing blew his whistle again, and the bamboo warrior started to sway stiffly from left to right, and Gu Mang had no choice but to follow the bamboo warrior and start shaking left and right. His blue eyes stared fiercely, and it seemed that if he could move, he would definitely bite them all to death.
"It can still dance the Huxuan dance, as long as—"
"Okay." Mo Xi interrupted him, "Let's go."
After a pause, he added: "You give the Bamboo Warrior an order to follow him at the back."
The cave where the ghost shadows hide is dim and deep, and there are many forks in a large cave, separated by several small caves. Three people... and Gu Mang, who was supported by a bamboo warrior, the four of them slowly walked inside. In the empty and secluded cave, there was the sound of Mo Xi's army's boots embedded in iron pieces, Yue Chenqing's footsteps, and the creaking of the bamboo warrior's joints.
Only Murong Lian walked silently, his steps were always light and floating, and he was wearing the best silk shoes, and there was no sound at all.
Murong Lian was very proud of this: "The movement of you walking, not to mention the flower thief, can wake up a three-year-old sleeping child."
Yue Chenqing is very honest: "Then I'll go lightly."
Mo Xi said coldly, "Do you think he doesn't know that we have entered the cave? There is no other way out on this road, and this cave is his stronghold. He is just hiding somewhere to restore his worn-out spiritual power, waiting for us. It's past."
Yue Chenqing said: "Then I'll walk a little louder."
Bamboo Samurai: "Squeak! Squeak!"
Mo Xi was right in saying that it takes a lot of spiritual power to use the dreamer, and that ghost is hiding in a cave at the moment, gathering vitality. And as they walked more and more into the hinterland of the cave, they could find more and more traces of this person entrenched here temporarily—
There were dried blood clots on the main trail, and some stalagmites were pierced with pieces of clothing hanging on them. These were obviously left by the monks who were killed before, or the girls who were tied up while they were being dragged. Yue Chenqing even left behind. I also saw an embroidered shoe in a corner of a stone crevice.
In order to delay the time, the flower thief set up some magic spells in the cave, but these three people sent by the emperor - Mo Xi is powerful in combat and has the ability to command, Yue Chenqing was born in a family of craftsmen, and he has many unexpected magical things on his body. , Murong Lian is good at illusion, and has a little bit of healing. Therefore, the mystery that the flower thief laid in the cave was not a problem for them, and they soon came to a long cave stone bridge.
"It should be right in front." Mo Xi glanced at the end of the stone bridge. At the far end of the stone bridge seems to be a large cave that is relatively empty, and the faint blue light of magic is faintly flickering.
However, because this "stone bridge" was born from a natural karst cave, although it connects the two ends, it is actually some spiritual stones pierced from the deep lake in the cave. The sizes and distances are different, and they are very slippery.
Mo Xi glanced under the "bridge". The stone pillars stood about 100 meters long, and at the bottom was a gurgling undercurrent river. This kind of broken bridge was not difficult for them in the past, it was just…
He turned around and asked Yue Chenqing, "Is the bamboo warrior good at using light energy?"
Yue Chenqing shook her head.
Mo Xi then frowned and looked at Gu Mang, who was tied to the bamboo warrior with a sullen look on his face.
"But it seems that the zombies can be ordered to jump. The fractures of these stone bridges should be able to jump over."
"… "
This is a big conflict between Yue Chenqing and Mo Xi when they were stationed in the army for two years. Deputy coach Yue Chenqing likes to use "maybe", "seem" and "should" when speaking, but coach Mo Xi generally only accepts "sure" and "certainty" ""absolute".
Therefore, Mo Xi glanced at him, did not agree to his "zombie jump", and only said, "Follow you yourself." Then he suddenly grabbed the front of Gu Mang's clothes with one hand, and the hem of his clothes soared up. He is very strong, and has a good foundation in light skills. Before he finished speaking, the person fluttered like a black kite out of his feet.
Yue Chenqing was stunned: "Wow... good skills..."
Murong Lian sneered, "What's so great about this."
The four people crossed the cave stone bridge hundreds of meters, and then looked back, only a distant shadow was left. Mo Xi put the bamboo warrior on the ground, and without looking at Gu Mang, he said to the others, "Let's go."
This is indeed the last cave of this huge cave. The stone forest and stalagmites are gradually interlaced, and the blue brilliance of the spell is revealed from a cluster of stone forests in the heart.
The group was about to go in, when Yue Chenqing, who likes to look around, suddenly exclaimed: "Look! There are words there!"
Mo Xi ignited a fireball in his palm, raised his hand and waved it, letting the fireball hover over the towering karst rock slope pointed by Yue Chenqing. Under the light of the fire, Guo saw that there were several crooked lines on the inscription on the stone wall, and the black and red handwriting looked like it was written in blood—
"Marry Shanniang, weeping at night, one hates the duckweed body, the second hates the thin face, and the third hates the fault with Lang Yongshi.
The red-bellied child, the golden-crowned man, had a miserable smile on his face, blood and tears on the second, and the passer-by could not leave with the third. "
Yue Chenqing muttered word by word. After reading it, before she had time to speak, she suddenly heard "hee" from behind, and a soft smile.
He turned his head sharply, the tip of his nose without warning, suddenly bumped into a pale face!
"Aah!!!!" Yue Chenqing immediately screamed, jumping three feet high, rolling and dodging backwards.
He could see clearly, at some point, more than a dozen female corpses in red jackets and golden crowns stepped out from the shadow of the stalagmite forest, and he was just standing in front of a stalagmite pillar, so as soon as he turned around, he was right on the face of one of them.
"Mo Mo Mo Mo handsome! Help, help!!!"
Although Yue Chenqing was a cultivator, because she had heard a lot of storytelling about ghosts, she was extremely afraid of ghosts. She was so frightened that she cried and howled for a long time. He must be round and round, his cheeks shriveled, like a screeching groundhog.
The female corpse looked at him without moving, her robe embroidered with golden phoenix butterflies fluttering with the wind in the cave.
Yue Chenqing's throat rolled a few times, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in her stiff head, and she lost her voice: "You, aren't you... Sister Cui and Cui in the teahouse?"
Miss Cui was expressionless, and the dead man's face had a numb peace.
After a while, she suddenly "hee hee" and laughed twice. Immediately afterwards, two lines of blood and tears flowed from her open eyes.
The first smile is miserable, the second smile sheds blood and tears, the third smile...
Yue Chenqing thought of the few lines on the cliff, and there was a buzzing sound in her head, and she hurriedly screamed at Mo Xi who was already fighting with the other female corpses next to her: "Aah! Otherwise she won't let me go!!!"
What responded to him was Murong Lian's blow to the head. It turned out that Murong Lian was not far from him, because she was almost pierced by Yue Chenqing's eardrum, she was very angry, raised the cigarette holder and knocked it several times, and knocked a pipe of soot on Yue Chenqing's head.
He angrily said, "You bastard, you can't fight yourself? Isn't it just a zombie?!"
"But I, I... I'm afraid of ghosts!!!" Yue Chenqing shouted, but she hugged Murong Lian's thigh without any image.
Murong Lian: "..."
At this moment, Miss Cui opened the corners of her scarlet mouth and began to laugh for the third time: "Hee...hehe..."
"Hey you head!"
Before the female ghost could finish her last utterance, Murong Lian stabbed a smoking gun into her mouth unceremoniously, then lowered her head and said angrily to Yue Chenqing, who was holding on to his trouser legs, "Why are you holding me, you won't let me go? ?!"