Chapter 2122: _3 Chapter 2122: _3 âEven if you canât find it, itâs fine.â
The old Daoist could feel that her body had gone from being stiff at the beginning to being relaxed at the end. She seemed to be trembling slightly, and there were tears in her eyes, but she revealed a smile.
âThereâs still me, your eldest senior brother, and your second senior brother.â
She was introverted and didnât know how to give for the time being, but it was fine as long as others loved her.
âDonât mind what they say. If they donât know you, what do they know?â
Song Qing was stunned. Her eyes were sore and swollen as if something was about to overflow.
She subconsciously reached out to touch it, but it was wet.
The old Daoist saw that she didnât speak, so he rubbed her head again and said softly, â
âIf we canât find the origin of the ghost King of the netherworld in the end, this place canât hold on any longer. You can complete your mission on your own or leave first. Donât worry about me.â
His lips moved as he looked at song Changqing in the distance. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not, leaving only a trace of guilt.
âAlright, letâs go find the book.â
After saying this, he began to flip through the books with his spiritual sense.
Song Qing was stunned for a long time before she nodded.
This little interlude between master and disciple did not attract the attention of others. Everyone was worried about life and death, and they were anxious to find a way out. They had no time to care about whether their previous words had hurt anyone.
The people of Shen Manor who were slaughtered and the historical records of hundreds of years were piled up here and buried underground.
Time passed by slowly, and the noise above became more and more intense.
The roars of the kun corpse and the fluctuations of the arrayâs spiritual power could be heard from time to time. After the kun corpse was minced by the array, its body turned into evil Qi and dissipated in the surroundings.
Everyone worked together and quickly cleared out a large open space underground.
Some blood-stained robes and old items were piled on one side, while the books were piled on the other side.
The documents that everyone had read were placed on the other side, gradually piling up into a large pile, but they still could not find any records from more than 300 years ago.
The more time passed, the rarer it seemed. It was unknown if it had been destroyed before the Shen villa was slaughtered.
Occasionally, he would find books from millions of years ago, but before he could be happy, he would find that they were books that had nothing to do with household registration or events. His mood was like riding a roller coaster, one after another.
They cleared more and more spaces, but still found nothing. Everyone began to feel uneasy.
There were too many dead bodies here, and the smell and environment were extremely oppressive to people.
Slowly, despair appeared in some peopleâs eyes, and their movements were no longer as fast as before.
Song qingxiao used her spiritual power to lift the books up. Before she could open them, a crisp female voice rang in everyoneâs ears.
âGiggle giggle âŠâ
As soon as this voice rang out, many people trembled and fell to the ground in fear, not even daring to cry out.
âDo you really think that I canât do anything to you just because youâre hiding here?â
The ghost King of the netherworld appeared again.
The bones in the ground trembled slightly, as if the originally calm Yin Qi magnetic field had been broken. It immediately became violent.
âWhoosh-â
âWhoosh-â
The spiritual energy within the eight trigrams array fluctuated rapidly, and the wave of evil Yin Qi that was sweeping over was blocked.
âDonât panic,â
Song qingxiaoâs movements did not stop. As she searched for books with her divine sense, she said,
âThe eight trigrams formation here can block her for a while.â
With the nine netherworld ghost Kingâs ability, he had already known when they had entered the city Lordâs mansion.
The reason why she hadnât entered was probably because there was something here that she was afraid of.
The eight trigrams formation formed by the eight Jade statues was extremely powerful. With the power of her blood, it was enough to stop the ghost for a while.
Everyone was convinced of her strength.
As soon as he finished speaking, the people who were still in despair relaxed, but then he said, â
âThen, then how long can this stop her?â
The manâs voice was cautious and timid. When she raised her head and looked into his eyes, his eyes were humble and pleading, as if he was not sure if she would answer.
Her personality was strong and overbearing, and she always prioritized her own mission.
Song qingxiao pursed her lips and the old Daoistâs comforting words rang in her mind. She continued, â
âI canât hold on for long.â
The Jade carving itself was a dead object. Even if it was laid down by an expert back then, it had been around for a long time, and this place was advantageous to the ghost King. It was hard to say how long it could block her.
âThatâs why we have to act quickly and see if we can find any clues.â
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