Volume 1: Ghosts of the Underworld Wail... Chapter 67: Fleeing Before Sunset (3)

  The group of people continued on their journey in silence, following the ancient path and climbing up another slope, and after more than half a day, they finally saw daylight again.

  The exit was just beside the ancient plank road carved on the cliff, only about 5-6 meters away from the ground. Looking around, there were several abandoned and desolate stone bridges connecting the plank roads on the other side of the mountain wall, giving a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity. Chen Long didn't even have time to ask questions when Xie Nan pointed in one direction and said: "There's a sturdier bridge over there that can hold our weight, crossing it will lead us to a cave that connects to the other side of the mountain."

  Xie Nan had a very large bag on his back, which was filled with a lot of antiques. Lu Jie was the same, and in order for everyone to get out as soon as possible, Chen Long also took some responsibility.

  Jiang Feng stood on tiptoes and looked at the distant ancient pass, ancient bridge, and ancient plank road. He couldn't help but smack his lips: "This place is quite eerie, I reckon it was an important war path in ancient times. Who would build such a large and treacherous road for no reason? I remember that when Cao Cao led his troops to attack Gao Gan, who was stationed at the Shangdang Huguan Pass, he passed through this place and wrote the poem 'Bitter Cold Journey', lamenting the difficulty of the journey: 'Going north up the Taihang Mountains, how difficult it is! The sheep's intestine path is winding and narrow, the wheels of the carriage are crushed. The trees are so desolate, the north wind is sorrowful...'"

  Chen Long laughed and scolded: "Even the nearest Yangchun Slope is dozens of miles away, you can still come up with a poem, I underestimated your learning, Fatty."

  Xie Nan seemed to be very polite to Jiang Feng: "Brother Jiang said that this place is treacherous and difficult to walk, but it depicts the charm of the gods. Although the abandoned paths here were built in different eras, they all give people a strong visual impact."

  Li Yun doesn't have Jiang Piao's poetic talent, but she is indeed moved by the enchanting scenery beneath her feet. The climate conditions here are really not bad, and it's just the right time in late spring and early summer when the water is abundant and the grass is beautiful. Pink peach blossoms are blooming, various wildflowers are competing with each other in beauty, fragrant and overflowing, pine trees and cypress trees are lush and green, and there are also bees flying and butterflies dancing, birds chirping and cicadas singing, all of which make a young girl in the flower season infatuated.

  After a short rest, the seven of them continued on their journey, crossing stone bridges, passing through mountain caves, climbing steep slopes, and fording small streams. They had been traveling for about three hours, and everyone was exhausted, drenched in sweat. The girls were particularly struggling to keep up. Zhu Xiaocui had already been carried by the fat boy for a while, but it was still affecting their speed. Along the way, the scenery was breathtaking - the dense forest that blocked out the sun, the rolling green hills, the steep cliffs carved by knives and axes, the strange and varied rocks, the sweet and refreshing springs, the silvery waterfalls, the sparkling deep pools, and the stunning caves, all of which were a testament to the ingenuity of nature, evoking a sense of awe and reverence for the natural world.

  As the sun was about to set, Jiang Feng said: "I think everyone should take a rest! If we continue like this, everyone will be exhausted to death."

  Several people looked at Chen Long and Xie Nan after listening, everyone was too exhausted, now the wretched appearance is almost no different from that of a savage, in between they only drank some mountain spring water and compressed biscuits.

  Chen Long remained silent, his brow furrowed. Xie Nan had no choice but to say: "This morning the weather was gloomy, and when we crossed over several mountains this afternoon, the sun suddenly came out for no reason. Mr. Chen has confirmed that it is the evil spirit's magic power inside, we must escape from this area before sunset, otherwise it's hard to say whether we will encounter danger."

  Chen Long had already taken out some talismans to conceal the crowd's aura, but he himself didn't have the confidence to deceive Gui Wang Yao Xi. After all, the pinnacle of the ghost path was not something he could reach. Therefore, this time he had no choice but to take drastic measures again. He took out a container, fetched water, and then crushed a talisman in it after casting a spell on it. He also added some of his own blood to the mixture before drinking it down while pinching his nose. He instructed several people: "Every time I make a portion, one person will come forward, add their own blood, and drink it! No one is allowed to spit it out!"

  Everyone felt that this thing was really disgusting, but at the moment of life and death, they couldn't care about so much anymore. They had to learn from Chen Long's example, pinching their noses and drinking it down. Only Xie Nan and Lu Jie finished drinking without changing their faces. That guy Lu Jie even smacked his lips, showing a satisfied expression, making Chen Long think he was a monster in his heart.

  It's now the time when everyone is exhausted, and several people are resting either sitting or lying down. No one has the energy to speak. Seeing that the sun had already set in the west and the sky was gradually darkening, Chen Long stood up with his hands behind his back, gazing afar at the direction of the ancient tomb.

  At some point, the sky above the ancient tomb was shrouded in dark clouds and the mountain wind howled. His eyes narrowed as he said to Xie Nan who was sitting on the ground: "That guy is about to come out, but the big array there can still trap his true body for a while, however, he can use his magical powers to summon some small ghosts and zombies to deal with us."

  Xie Nan nodded: "Are you sure?"

  "Ghosts we'll take care of, those that can be eliminated by physical means will be left to you."

  "No problem." Xie Nan said lightly, but his expression became more serious.

  Time was pressing, everyone packed up and set off in a hurry.

  As they passed through an ancient road junction, trouble came again. A group of human and animal corpses blocked the middle of the road, with some phantoms mixed in among them.

  Several men were fully prepared for battle, Xie Nan, Lu Jie and Jiang Feng opened fire, welcoming the zombies rushing forward. Chen Long stood behind, holding a ring-shaped object in his hand, his eyes fixed tightly on the scene.

  The ancient artifacts left to him by Lao Chu were probably the five pieces of equipment used to assist in suppressing the formation, including a small cup and this toggle, an antique jade box, a very pure blue topaz, and an old copper plate.

  The small cup can cast fire spells, but it's quite low-level. The pull ring can be used to capture souls, of course, its effect is also very limited, and can only capture some of the lowest level residual souls. The ancient jade box is a treasure, according to Chen Long, this thing can be used to seal general evil spirits and ferocious creatures, but the ghost king is excluded, of course. As for the blue field jade, it should have a calming effect on the mind, allowing practitioners to cultivate in peace, making their cultivation twice as effective, of course, for high-level cultivators, it's not very useful, but now for Chen Long, it's a priceless treasure, he is currently lacking this kind of treasure the most, and it will be very beneficial to his cultivation. Finally, that copper plate, Chen Long studied it for half a day without figuring out what it was for, so he had to give up.

  At this time, the pull ring in his hand was just the nemesis of these residual souls in front of him. Unfortunately, Chen Long's restored magical powers were limited that day and couldn't exert their due power. Li Yun didn't know how to use it either. However, with Li Yun's small magic assisting, they could barely hold on for a while.

  The crowd continued to retreat, and the remaining limbs were knocked down by a few people. Most of the bodies slowly fell to the ground. At this time, those faintly visible white shadows also rushed over quickly.

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