Chapter 242: Confused Time
"Thank you, master, Jiang Huo has already understood Xiao Xiao's situation, and I don't know what the master said about the treatment plan......"
After watching the image of Yu Pei, Jiang Huo realized how grim Xiao Xiao's current situation was.
A huge aura shrouded Xiao Xiao's brain, and this breath did not mean to destroy Xiao Xiao's body, but wanted to merge with Xiao Xiao's three souls and seven spirits. If it weren't for the lack of consciousness in this breath, Jiang Huo would have thought that Xiao Xiao was being targeted by the reincarnated evil cultivator and wanted to take it away.
"Amitabha, there are three treatments, no matter which one it is, it will be extremely difficult, all the situations are recorded in this jade slip, Miss Jiang can check it slowly, and the old man will go in first." The old monk Qing Shui directly threw a piece of dark jade into Jiang Huo's hand, and his figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared into the black mist.
Jiang Huo stood at the door of the Qinglong Gate, holding the jade slip in his hand, and fell into a dilemma. Jiang Huo wanted to go in to see what secrets were hidden in this mausoleum, but she now wanted to know urgently how to treat Xiao Xiao.
"Xiao Xiao's situation is not in danger now, this matter should be put aside for a while, I will follow up and check it first, if I don't find anything, I will go back to the magic capital directly."
After some thought, Jiang Huo made a decision, she put the jade slip into the system space, pinched out a talisman in her right hand, threw it at her feet, and then turned around and stepped into the mausoleum.
Endless darkness instantly enveloped Jiang Huo, and the black mist seemed to be a swamp, making Jiang Huo feel viscous.
Every time Jiang Huo took a step forward, the mist would stir and roll, and when she groped her way forward in the darkness for about a cup of tea, the restraint that shrouded her body disappeared.
In front of me, there is a large hall, all of which are made of cyan stone slabs, and there is no such national style at all, but everywhere reveals a simple and atmospheric feeling.
The whole hall was empty, and there was nothing as far as the eye could see.
The main hall is surrounded by stone pillars surrounded by five people, supporting the dome so that it will not collapse.
Jiang Huo looked around, Xuan Han and Lu Daochang, who were currently coming in, were nowhere to be seen, but the old monk Qing Shui in a robe stood in the center of the main hall, looking up at the magnificent dome.
"Miss Jiang, you're here too." The old monk Qingshui asked in a low voice, and his eyes did not take his eyes off the dome.
"What about the four of them? Did they all enter the passages around here? ”
Jiang Huo pointed to the passages around the main hall, except for the one she came in, the other three passages were all divided into three directions, south, north, and west, and the inside of the passages was also shrouded in black fog, which looked very gloomy.
"I don't know." The old monk shook his head and said, "It took an hour of hard work for the old man to get out of the endless darkness, where would he meet Daoist Lu who was ahead of us?" ”
An hour?
"Master, you said it took you an hour to come in from the outside world?" Jiang Huo pointed to the passage behind him in surprise and exclaimed, "Master, are you sure?" ”
After the old monk Qing Shui heard Jiang Huo's astonishing words, he took his gaze back, looked at Jiang Huo strangely, and said, "Yes, I have been groping in the endless darkness for nearly an hour, and I have only come here, aren't you?" ”
Jiang Huo shook her head, she spread her palms, and said, "I can't come in but have a cup of tea?" How could it be an hour? Master, I'm afraid you're not mistaken! ”
Listening to Jiang Huo's words, the old monk Qingshui's face suddenly changed greatly, he put his palms together, and a round of golden light appeared behind his head like a bright sun. Just as the old monk Qingshui wanted to cast a spell, the sound of messy footsteps suddenly drilled into Jiang Huo's ears.
Jiang Huo looked back, wasn't the person who came here a little Taoist boy who followed Lu Daochang?
"Master, Miss Jiang, you also came in? Aren't you behind us? How did it get ahead of us? Xiao Daotong looked at the old monk Qing Shui and Jiang Huo in surprise, his face full of doubts.
Jiang Huo frowned and said, "You guys? You turn around and look, where are there still people? ”
Xiao Daotong didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Huo's words, but he still followed Jiang Huo's words, turned his head and looked, where was there anyone in the dark passage?
"This ...... Impossible! Master Lu and the eldest lady have always been behind us! What about them! Xiao Daotong's face changed wildly, and he instinctively took a few steps back when he was frightened, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground, muttering: "It shouldn't be!" We've been walking here for almost a day, and suddenly we saw a light in front of us, so we walked in. ”
The old monk Qing Shui and Jiang Huo, who were standing there, clearly caught the time that Xiao Daotong said, the corners of their mouths twitched, and their hearts suddenly became uneasy.
"This black fog has the effect of confusing people's hearts."
The old monk Qingshui said in a deep voice: "The old man has been in retreat all the year round, so he naturally knows the passage of time, and the old man said that he has experienced an hour, then he will never be wrong." If it's wrong, there are only two possibilities. The old monk of Qing Shui stared at Jiang Huo and said, "Either the five senses of the old man are all confused by this black mist, or this black mist has the effect of time......
The little Taoist boy who sat on the ground trembled, and stayed in the endless darkness for twelve hours, and no one felt good. What's more, this strange situation now also surprised Xiao Daotong.
Jiang Huo licked her red lips, a feeling of dryness suddenly appeared, she raised her eyebrows, and a mirror appeared in her hand. "Master, why are my lips so pale, as if they haven't been hydrated for a long time?"
Seeing himself in the mirror, Jiang Huo suddenly raised his head, and his eyes fell on Qing Shui not far away.
"Miss Jiang, your previous feelings should be wrong, Tea Kung Fu? I'm afraid I'm fooling you, right? The old monk Qingshui sighed, shook his head and said, "Since everyone feels the confusion of time, we are still here......"
Before the old monk could finish his words, a green figure suddenly burst out of the black mist.
Jiang Huo took a closer look, wasn't this Captain Lai who left earlier?
"Captain Lai, how much time has it taken you from entering the gate to now?" Jiang Huo didn't ask the other party's intention at all, and directly asked about the time he spent, for Jiang Huo, this is the first problem to solve now.
Captain Lai saw Jiang Huo and the old monk Qing Shui, his face was a little embarrassed, and Jiang Huo and the old monk didn't ask about the intention, which saved him from the trouble of explaining.
"This black mist, you say? It took about 10 ...... Damn, what's going on? It's February 9th? ”