The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Ling Duan put away the golden pill in his hand, helped Zhang Qishan to sit down at the entrance of the cave, and ran not far away to wake up Er Yuehong and the others.

"Baye, why are we all dizzy?" The adjutant woke up and saw that everyone around him was lying on the ground, and only Ling Duan was busy taking care of them, rubbing the back of his head and asking Ling Duan.

"I don't know, I woke up and saw that you were all fainted, so I was busy calling you."

Ling Duan patted Er Yuehong on the shoulder, without turning his head, he casually dealt with the adjutant, the adjutant didn't seem to pay much attention to the answer, looked around and saw that Zhang Qishan was sitting on the side, and had trotted to Zhang Qishan to call Buddha up.

"Second master, wake up, the girl's face is cold."

Ling Duan called Er Yuehong several times, but there was no response. He yelled casually, and his face became cold. The second master woke up from the coma with a carp, and called a girl, Er Yuehong saw it. Looking at the scene in front of him, he caught sight of Ling Duan who was snickering next to him, and coughed awkwardly, "Ba Ye, you're making fun of me again."

Ling Duan smiled and did not answer, turned around and returned to Zhang Qishan.

"Father, are you alright?"

Zhang Qishan took Ling Duan and walked a few steps away, as if he wanted to say something, but stared at Ling Duan for a long time, but didn't say a word.

Ling Duan guessed that maybe what happened just now, Buddha has some memory, but he can't remember anything exact, so he hesitated to talk to him. It's better to wait for him to remember these things. In fact, Ling Duan didn't know much about the past.

"Buddha, the question in your heart will one day find the answer by yourself."

"Old Ba, no matter what happens, I will protect you well."

Ling Duan nodded to show that he was clear, and then pulled Zhang Qishan back to the crowd. No matter whether the person in front of him was a senior brother or Zhang Qishan, he never doubted his importance in their hearts.

There were a lot of weird things going on in the mine, Zhang Qishan was worried that he would encounter other dangers if he stayed here for a long time, and when the rest of the people regained their strength, he immediately called them to continue exploring.

After they turned into the cave, they walked for a while, and faintly heard the sound of opera singing coming from the depths of the mine. Several soldiers walked along the way and were already terrified by the strange things under the mine. After a while, they heard this weird opera singing sound again, and each of them was like a frightened bird, flustered and not knowing what to do.

Zhang Qishan led the people forward a few steps and turned a corner. Several soldiers saw a skeleton with disheveled hair hanging in mid-air, and they were all frightened. Looking at the crowd, Lingduan sighed secretly. It's better not to bring these people with them, it's useless except to add to the chaos.

Zhang Qishan pulled out his dagger, threw it out, and cut off the fishing line hanging from the skeleton. The adjutant yelled a few more words, and the soldiers finally calmed down.

"Buddha, listen, the singing voice seems to be approaching us."

The moment Ling Duan saw the skeleton, he quickly hid behind Zhang Qishan, listening to the voice in front of him.

"Put down the lanterns, and all go up."

Zhang Qishan threw down the wind lantern and climbed to the top of the mine tunnel first, and the rest of the people quickly followed Zhang Qishan's example and climbed to the top of the cave.

"Buddha, I can't go up!" Ling Duan was running around in a hurry, well, he admitted that being unable to get off the ground is his biggest shortcoming.

Zhang Qishan and Er Yuehong each stretched out one arm, Ling Duan was pulled by them, and finally climbed up to the top of the cave, Ling Duan looked left and right, it seemed that everyone was holding on very firmly, couldn't they come up and grab Is he the only one who is unstable?

"Buddha..." Ling Duan called Zhang Qishan pitifully again, but Zhang Qishan didn't respond. After a few seconds, Ling Duan felt a hand sticking to his back, sharing a lot of weight for him, dark Although they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly, Ling Duan still showed a big smile in Zhang Qishan's direction.

The sound of singing was getting closer and closer, and the lanterns lined up on the ground went out one by one. Zhang Qishan lightly patted Ling Duan on the back, signaling him to hold on to it, and retracted his hand to get the bosom. flashlight inside.

Zhang Qishan took a picture of Zhao Lingduan's face first, and seeing that his expression was the same, he turned his head to take a picture of the guard on the other side. In this photo, the guard didn't see half of it, but a big face full of scars suddenly appeared. Appearing in front of his eyes, Zhang Qishan was so frightened that he instinctively punched the "monster" in front of him. The "monster" fell to the ground before he had time to get up, and then Zhang Qishan who jumped down hit him with a heavy punch.

Without saying a word, Zhang Qishan beat the "monster" on the ground to death. Er Yuehong heard the movement, and then jumped down, ordered the soldiers to light the lanterns, and moved closer to Zhang Qishan to observe the "monster" on the ground.

"Buddha, stop beating, it seems to be a person."

Er Yuehong looked carefully for a while, and found that lying on the ground seemed to be an old man, so she rushed forward and pulled Zhang Qishan away.

Ling Duan, who had just fallen from the top of the cave, got up and rubbed his painful buttocks, hid behind Zhang Qishan, stretched out his head to look at the old man on the ground, the second master shone the lantern on the old man's face, Ling Duan was shocked "My god, this... this is not...".

The shoulder-length hair was scattered casually, the scars on his face were criss-crossed, and his eyes were blind. Isn't this the old man who was beaten to death by the body of the demon just now?

Ling Duan quickly sank his consciousness into the Qiankun ring and looked at it. The golden elixir was still honestly placed in his ring. Why did an identical old man appear again in a blink of an eye?Why is the old man in this mine mass-produced?

"Old Ba, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Qishan turned around to block Ling Duan's view.

Ling Duan swallowed hard, "Buddha, don't you think his face is familiar when you look at him?"

"Familiar?" Zhang Qishan turned his head and looked carefully at the old man on the ground. Something seemed to flash in his mind, but he couldn't see the content clearly. "It seems a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

While Ling Duan and Zhang Qishan were biting their ears, Er Yuehong had already gently lifted the old man on the ground, and seemed to be trying to communicate with him, but the old man kept shaking his head uncontrollably, and he didn't know what he was muttering. Hong couldn't get any news from him for the time being.

"Lord Buddha, I'll tell you later, let the second master let go of him first, and see how he reacts." Ling Duan's spiritual sense swept around the old man, as if he had no spiritual power. That old man is just a clone, the clone is so powerful, could it be that this main body is actually a crazy old man with no spiritual power?

There are strange things everywhere in this mine, Ling Duan dare not jump to conclusions, he can only wait and see what happens.

"Second Master, let him go first, and see what he's going to do?" Zhang Qishan tensed his muscles, always on guard against the old man's sudden violent outbursts.

After Er Yuehong let go of the old man, the old man neither attacked nor ran away. Instead, he hid at the side of the mine tunnel by himself, humming and singing Er Yuehong's song.

"This is my family's song, this person must have some connection with our ancestors." Er Yuehong listened for a moment, confirmed the source of this song, and felt a little closer to the old man.

"Second Master, try to sing a duet with him."

Ling Duan came out from behind Zhang Qishan, and while Er Yuehong was singing to the old man, he stuck a spell of pure heart and mind on his back.

The one outside is very good at attacking the soul. It is difficult to guarantee that the method in front of him will not confuse people's minds. Ling Duan thinks it is better to take precautions.

As soon as Er Yuehong opened her voice to sing a duet with the old man, the old man seemed to regain some sense of consciousness, and after a few words in his mouth, he began to walk deep into the mine.

Zhang Qishan waved his hand to signal the crowd to follow the old man, but he and Ling Duan fell behind. Ling Duan raised his hand and formed a formation to isolate the sound, and then began to talk to Zhang Qishan in a low voice.

"Buddha, this old man, we just met outside. You briefly recovered your memory and beat him to death. I saw it with my own eyes, but there is another one here."

"Looking at him pretending to be crazy, he seems to be trying to lure us somewhere. It's not an option for us to wander around in this mine. Why don't we just let him go and see what kind of trouble he can make."

"The old man is very good at attacking on the spiritual level just now, you have to be careful not to be confused by him." Ling Duan took out a few pieces of talisman paper from the ring and stuffed them into Zhang Qishan's hand, watching him put them into his pocket. Put a snack.

"Well, old eight, after you deploy this formation, will the people in front of you not be able to hear us? I remember you used to have a formation that makes people invisible."

Zhang Qishan took the talisman paper and showed some interest in the array flag in Lingduan's hand.

"Well, this can block the sound, and it can also block the body shape, but I don't have enough spiritual power right now, so I can't use it for the time being."

Zhang Qishan had never been very interested in Ling Duan's formation, but when he asked suddenly today, Ling Duan always felt that he was planning some bad idea.

"Oh, I thought I could... oh..." Zhang Qishan shook his head with a helpless expression.

"Buddha!" ​​Ling Duan pointed at Zhang Qishan angrily, you have been silent for a long time, if he is not afraid of losing face, he will immediately withdraw the formation and let the second master and adjutant outside take a good look Zhang Qishan looked like a rascal.

"Okay, okay, I know you're shy, so stop talking, let's go."

Zhang Qishan hooked Ling Duan's chin, smiled badly, and then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, signaling Ling Duan to appease his anger, and walked to the front quickly.

The author has something to say: In fact, there is a side story, I finished writing it, but I didn’t know when to release it in the plot~~~~~