When these ghosts are pulled out, the ghostback dung beetles that have not been ignited by the flames have begun to flee the fire wall, and the dung beetles that have been ignited will die instantly.

I deliberately squinted across the wall of fire, and everything I saw was blurred and distorted by the heat, but if I looked hard at the bugs, I could still see that the faces behind them had disappeared.

After a few minutes, there was no longer a living ghostback dung beetle on the ground, and the shadow of the ghost gate gradually faded and disappeared completely in a very short time.

Even now, summoning the Onimon is still not an easy task for me, and I don't know when I started to gasp for breath and my knees are slightly weak.

Wu Lin faced the fading flames and asked me, "How do you know that the ghost gate can restrain the ghostback dung beetle?" ”

I don't know what's wrong with this guy, since just now, I felt that he was a little defensive against me, although he used to speak in a cold tone, but never like now, as if he wanted to reject me from thousands of miles away.

I don't know if this is my delusion.

I steadied my breath and said, "I also suddenly remembered a record in the "Chronicles of the Ten Oceans", so I planned to summon the ghost gate to try my luck, but I didn't expect it to happen. ”

Wu Lin raised his eyebrows at me: "What record." ”

"When Zheng He went to the West, he once saw a strange man in the Siam area, this person can pour his soul into the horse herd, in order to control those horses, but all the horses that he planted the soul have two characteristics, one is the temperament is more irritable, if he does not deliberately control, these horses will wantonly hurt people. Another feature is that the horses have become similar in appearance. I couldn't help but laugh when I said this: "You said that if you had a human face on the horse's neck, how stupid it would be." ”

Hearing me say this, Wu Lin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his face softened.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the ice on the ground, and under the scorching flames, the solid ice shaped by the karmic wind had begun to melt, and there was a thin layer of water under our feet.

Wu Lin pointed to the ice on the ground, looked up and said to me, "Can you summon ice and fire out of thin air?" ”

"What I summoned is karmic wind and karmic fire."

"Why didn't you just use the summoned fire to deal with the ghostback dung beetle?"

"Although the karmic fire is powerful, but the coverage area is very small, in the face of so many insects, I am just summoning a strong flint, I am afraid it will be a drop in the bucket."

Wu Lin nodded slowly, and after a moment, he suddenly said something that I didn't understand: "Your ability is very similar to that of the Night Demon, that guy can also summon ice and fire, but the things you summon are invisible, and the things he summons are more specific." ”

I asked Wu Lin who the night demon was, and Wu Lin's answer made me very unhappy: "Keep it secret for the time being." ”

Damn, it's that sentence again!

After that, the two of us didn't talk about the Daredevil anymore, and when I recovered my strength, I forgot about it.

It wasn't until a few months later that the Funeral Sect was exterminated by Zuo Youdao and Zhang Zhenren, and all kinds of information about the Funeral Sect were made public at my level, that I knew what the night demon in Wu Lin's mouth was, but these are all later words, so I won't show it for the time being.

Li Huaishan saw that the insect swarm had been driven away, so he came to me with a bottle of mineral water: "You just summoned a ghost gate, can your body still be able to bear it?" ”

I took the mineral water and nodded.

Wu Lin squatted down, wiped a handful on the ground, and flipped the flashlight to hit the beam on the hand that had just touched the ground.

I saw that his palms were blackened, as if a thick layer of ink had been smeared.

"The liquid in the black fire swamp should be this kind of fire oil, right?" Wu Lin wiped his palms clean with a handkerchief, turned his head and asked me.

I shook my head: "Definitely not, the Black Fire Swamp gets angry when it gets angry, but the oil here is ignited by your incendiary bombs." ”

Wu Lin pondered for a moment, what is recorded in the information may not be completely in line with historical facts, after all, it is a matter of the Ming Dynasty, and it will definitely deviate from the facts if it is passed down from generation to generation.

happened to mention this, so I asked one more question: "Didn't the information say that Zhu Di specially instructed him not to write the matter of the Black Fire Marsh into the living record?" How did the story of the Black Fire Swamp come down? ”

Originally, I just asked with the intention of trying my luck, but I didn't expect Wu Lin to really answer: "You know the third prince Zhu, the matter of the Black Fire Swamp came out through him." ”

This third prince Zhu is so famous, it is estimated that everyone has heard of his name, but the reason why this is famous is mainly because he lived a pitiful life and died too unjustly.

The case of the third prince of Zhu can be said to be one of the most famous "unwarranted" cases in history, if you are interested, you can learn about it, and I will not waste space here.

Wu Lin said that although the Black Fire Marsh incident was not recorded in the history books, it was passed down from generation to generation in the emperor's family, and it was passed down to Zhu Cihuan, that is, the generation of the third prince of Zhu, and the Ming Dynasty was completely overthrown, and the Black Fire Marsh incident seemed to be buried in the memory of the ancestors forever.

Originally, Zhu Cihuan didn't plan to tell this matter, because when his father and his grandfather told him about it, they had to tell him that "the matter is too big for outsiders to know", but when he saw his family die under the butcher's knife, he said this matter in despair.

No one knows why Zhu Cihuan said this at such a moment, and it is estimated that the executioner at that time couldn't figure out why he would say such an unwritten sentence when he was dying, and Wu Lin only knew that when Zhu Cihuan was executed, there were many numb onlookers around, and in this group of people, there was one from Buzhou Mountain.

I asked Wu Lin, "How do you know these things?" ”

Wu Lin said: "I read the full document, but at that time was relatively tight, and I could not remember much. ”

"Say what you remember."

"Exchange blood."

Wu Lin spit out these two words simply, and then there was no follow-up.

I was a little confused: "Transfusion? ”

Wu Lin nodded and said, "During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, it seems that someone exchanged blood in the depths of the Immortal Cave. That's all I remember. ”

I have a faint feeling that the word "blood exchange" is the key to Buzhou Shan's eye on the Immortal Cave, but Wu Lin didn't steal the relevant information. I blame Wu Lin for not picking up the key points, Wu Lin said that he also grabbed a handful of documents in the pile of documents at that time, and he didn't know what content he brought out.

Forget it, it's useless to blame him now, I feel that my physical strength has returned to its peak state, so I beckoned Wu Lin and Li Huaishan to move on.

The others climbed up the stone wall early in the morning and threw a steel rope down.

When he came to the foot of the stone wall, Wu Lin pointed to Li Huaishan and whispered to me: "Only he cares about your life or death." ”

I couldn't help laughing: "Ergou and I are lifelong friends." But what you said is not right, the others don't care about my life or death, but they have no physical strength, and since we have solved the swarm, they will also waste their physical strength when they come down. ”

Wu Lin ignored me anymore, and asked Li Huaishan instead: "You are not tired." ”

Li Huaishan grinned: "I have the blessing of Shezihua on my body, and my physical fitness is much better than ordinary people, but it is far worse than you and Ruofei, you two are simply not human." ”

While the two of them were talking, I was already holding on to the steel rope and climbing up the stone wall.

After entering the hole in the stone wall, there is a very deep tunnel in front of me, and here you can still smell a very faint smell of blood, which is still vague and vague, but often lingers around the snort.

When I looked into the depths of the tunnel, Sun Luyuan picked up a flashlight to help me light it up, and asked me, "If we run into a ghostback dung beetle here, we'll be completely finished." ”

"There won't be any more ghostback dung beetles."

I responded as I looked hard at the direction of the light, the tunnel was too deep for the flashlight to shine through, but in the last area illuminated by the beam, I vaguely saw that there seemed to be a large number of roots crawling on the stone walls on both sides of the tunnel, which was too far away to see really.

Sun Luyuan sighed: "During this year's spring review, our cultivation was still about the same, and it was only a long time before you left me so far away." ”

I also sighed: "Can you stop talking about my cultivation all the time?" As soon as you talk about this, I get upset. ”

At this time, Wu Lin had already come over, and I felt that my tone just now was a little heavy, so I patted Sun Luyuan on the shoulder and smiled at him, even if it was to apologize to him, Sun Luyuan didn't take it seriously, and immediately returned a smile.

It was still me and Wu Lin who took the lead, and after taking charge of the Donghai Palace, everyone continued to march towards the depths of the tunnel.

After walking for a while, I was sure that I was right, the walls on both sides of the tunnel were indeed crawling with clusters of tendrils, these "roots" spread from the deeper part of the tunnel, they were very hard, and when I touched them with my hands, there was a heavy metal-like roundness on the surface.

Wu Lin took out a small bottle of unknown liquid from his backpack and sprinkled it on a section of "roots", and a fishy smell of rust immediately rose in the air.

"These root-like things should be cast with molten iron," Wu Lin put away the small bottle, turned to me and said, "Iron is not pure, it must be mixed with a lot of carbon." ”

He's reminding me that there should be signs of man-made construction here, and there's a good chance of something like a trap ahead.

I couldn't help but frown as I stared at some of the iron roots clinging to the stone wall.

(End of chapter)