Oops, I've become the puppy apprentice of my stupid master.

This formation seemed to be designed to suppress him. The moment his spiritual power was drained, he fell to the ground due to loss of strength.

Yu Qianlin curled up his body, shaking all over.

He wanted to scream out in pain, but his neck seemed to be twisted by something, so he couldn't make any sound.

It was not until this moment that he finally understood.

The person behind the scenes was not targeting Chang Ying, but wanted to use Chang Ying to target himself.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

No matter how the people outside the formation shouted, the people lying inside did not respond as if they could not hear anything.

Song Zhili gradually came back to his senses from the shock of this moment, and he suddenly remembered that he still had the power of the system.

(Waiwai, it's time to prove your strength. Do you think this formation is good?)

The system has failed too many times, and he is a little worried that the other party doesn't have the ability to help him save people.

— (Replying to the master, this is just a small formation, no problem.)

Fortunately, garbage is garbage, at least it doesn’t fail at the critical moment.

The formation was easily dissolved by the system, and Yu Qianlin finally lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

The spiritual power that had just been drained away returned to his body again at this moment.

— (Master, this formation is too powerful. Waiwai's power has been almost exhausted. If you need it, you still have one more chance to teleport.)

(No, no, you did a great job this time.)

Song Zhili ran to Yu Qianlin's side immediately, helped him up from the ground, his eyes full of worry.

"Master, are you feeling better now?"

Yu Qianlin adjusted his condition and waited until his strength was almost restored before he shook his head.

"It's okay, apprentice... don't worry."

Song Zhili frowned and asked, "What on earth is going on? Why did this formation cause such great harm to you?"

The other party shook his head again.

Song Zhili held his forehead with his hand. No matter what, his master was just a fool. It would be strange if he could know the answer to such a question.

It’s not that Yu Qianlin had to shake his head, but he himself didn’t know what this formation was all about.

This powerful repressive force was much more severe than the one brought to him by the Temple of Mold.

Song Zhili first touched the other person's head soothingly. The matter was so serious that he had to find out the reason.

(Waiwai, can you explain it to me? Human life is at stake. Please don't tell me that it is impossible to detect.)

— (No one’s life is at stake. Waiwai has already said that Yu Qianlin is immortal. As long as he doesn’t want to die, no one can kill him.)

(Even if he doesn’t die, he will feel pain. Please grasp the key points of my question before answering. Thank you.)

— (Good Master, whether it is the Temple of Mold or the magic circle just now, this is an extremely powerful curse, and your master is the one who is cursed, he cannot break it by himself.)

(Who is my master? How could he have such a vicious curse? And what about that bad luck god? Is he related to my master?)

— (Uh… yes, it is related to the previous life and this life, but the curse will not disappear after a person dies.)

……

Hearing this, Song Zhili's body couldn't help but shudder.

When he saw those murals last night, the most he could think of was that his master might be related to that incident.

But he never expected that his master was actually the immortal who was tortured to death by the world.

This feeling, just thinking about it made him feel short of breath, as if he was suffocating in his chest.

— (The God of Mold was already hated by the world at that time. In human territory, there were places like this one dedicated to cursing the God of Mold everywhere.)

— (And the legend of the God of Mold is recorded not only in murals but also in historical records. Although that incident happened hundreds of years ago, his evil deeds are like modern history. No matter how long it takes, it will be passed down and known to everyone.)

(In his previous life, he was a god after all. Why did he fall to such a state? Doesn’t he have divine power?)

— (Yes, Master. He was the most powerful god at that time. But even gods have weaknesses. Once they lose faith, their power will be weakened by the curse of humans. However…)

(But what?)

— (What the master said seems to be right. Even if his power weakens, he should not be reduced to being bullied by humans. After all, no matter how weak a god is, humans cannot compare to him.)

(So you don’t know what’s going on?)

— (Sorry, Master, this is a secret of heaven. As the saying goes, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed, so there is no way for Waiwai to know.)

— (But one thing is for sure, I believe that Master was definitely not a bad person in his previous life!)

(Nonsense, you say it!)

Song Zhili felt uncomfortable, and the look in his eyes when he looked at his master became more and more distressed.

He couldn't help but say, "It's just a few dilapidated temples. I can just travel around the world and smoke them all!"

"Disciple...disciple?"

Yu Qianlin shook the other person's arm. He didn't know what secret the other person had suddenly known that made him say such words.

But seeing the person in front of him with such an expression, his heart ached to death.

He grabbed the other man's arm and pointed to the well next to them.

"Look, the chain... the chain is broken. The puppy is really... really awesome!"

Song Zhili forced a smile, exhaled lightly, and said, "Then let's go over and take a look."

Together they put all those strange talismans and chains aside.

Yu Qianlin was very strong, so he took the lead in moving the big rock on the wellhead.

Next, Song Zhili pulled the man behind him.

"Let me take a look. Be careful not to scare you."

Yu Qianlin immediately retorted: "I... I'm very brave!"

"You big ass, just follow me obediently."

Song Zhili lay down at the mouth of the well and looked down. The well was not very deep, probably less than five meters.

It was just too dark down there, and he couldn't see clearly what was at the bottom of the well.

Chang Ying has been dead for more than a year. Even if her body is still inside, there is probably only a pile of bones left.

But no matter what, Song Zhili had to find a way to get the other party's body up and then find a good place to bury him.

(Waiwai, get Chang Ying's body out. I don't need to teleport today.)

— (The well is so big that the owner can jump in by himself.)

(What? You want me to jump into a well?)