I didn't refuse the kindness of the two, sat in the carriage, and completely relaxed.

In the last few days, my spirit has been highly tense, like a bowstring on the verge of a trigger, ready to face various crises.

If the bowstring is stretched for too long and not properly relaxed, it will break directly.

I leaned back in the carriage and listened to them talk about their daily routines.

"Vivi, what are you going to do when you get out of the tomb?"

Murphy's question, why does it sound like a death flag......

Sun Weiwei said with great interest: "In the hands of Grandpa Tenggu, there is a book of Water Yuan Secret Technique, which is a top-level cultivation technique.

"He tried to teach me many times, but unfortunately my body has not been able to compete with me."

"Now that I can finally use spiritual power, I want to stay with my grandfather and inherit his mastery!"

"When I am about the same age as my grandfather, I will also recruit disciples and pass on this branch of our sect."

If I didn't mention the name of the Interception Sect, I almost forgot that Tenggu was a member of this organization.

I asked, "What kind of organization are you dissecting?"

"What was the purpose of creating the sect in the first place?"

Sun Weiwei thought for a moment, and replied eloquently, "I heard Grandpa Tenggu say that the Interception Sect is a name inherited from ancient mythology."

"For example, the well-known Erlang God and Sun Wukong, these are all interceptors."

"The sect of sectarianism pays attention to the fact that there is no class of religion, and even the demon beasts and evil ghosts that are shouted and killed by people can become sectarians as long as they have a conscience."

"And the doctrine of the sectarians seems to come from the Yangming Mind Theory, which emphasizes the word 'conscience.'"

Speaking of this, Sun Weiwei scratched her head embarrassedly, "Although I don't know much about what chair it is, I probably know that as long as people don't do bad things, they can join the sect."

"When the sectarians are in trouble, everyone will help each other."

I remember that my grandfather taught me some things about Yang Mingxin, and I only knew some of the superficial things, but I also understood that this was a book that persuaded people to do good.

Those who have a conscience, know and act together, and like this faction, are hardly wicked.

It's no wonder that in Tenggu's coffin shop, everyone is full of kindness and is happy all day long.

If it weren't for the responsibility, I would have liked to have just joined in, and I would have a place to live in the future.

Unfortunately, the situation does not allow it.

Next, we took a few more shifts.

At the beginning, it was easy for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere was very lively, as if we were riding a horse-drawn carriage on a long journey.

Gradually, things went wrong.

The scene in the corridor kept repeating itself, and we were sitting on folding beds instead of eating and sleeping.

Five full days have passed, and we still have no signs of collapse on the road.

But there is no other way for us to keep moving forward.

Another five full days passed, and everyone's atmosphere was more solemn than before.

Except for Murphy and Sun Mingjin, who occasionally stirred up topics, most of the rest of the time was silent.

This dead silence was broken until the eleventh day.

The fawn looked at me pitifully with tears in her eyes, "Brother, will all of us be trapped here forever?"

She was halfway through her meal, and there were grains of rice hanging from the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't swallow it anymore.

Sun Weiwei's eyes were slightly red, and she bowed her head and said nothing.

Murphy and Sun Mingjin seemed unmoved, lowered their heads and continued to eat, but from their tightly knit brows, they could see the worry in their hearts.

I pretended to be relaxed and said with a light smile, "Your soul is not strong enough to sense the changes in power in the labyrinth."

"I can probably sense that the power of this thing has been reduced by a third."

"In another twenty days, it will probably disappear completely."