Chapter Twenty-Seven: Fighting Ghosts
Fortunately, Feng Chenjue was also used to Ye Sangli's sudden dislike of talking, so he didn't insist on the answer anymore, and took out a bag of candy from his arms and handed it to her.
Ye Sangli took it and directly took out a stuffed mouth, she remembered that Feng Chen would never eat it, so she didn't hand it to him.
Put the rest away.
Feng Chen's memory of dying suddenly woke up, he swallowed his saliva, the tips of his ears quietly turned red, and when he saw Ye Sangli bowing his head and collecting sugar, he quietly covered his ears.
Ye Sangli put the candy away, and when he looked up, he saw him covering his ears with a strange face.
"You got a bee sting in your ear too?"
Feng Chenjue shook his head and coughed lightly: "My ears are hot, maybe someone is scolding me behind my back." ”
He let go of his ears as he spoke.
Ye Sang Li was relieved to see that although his ears were red, they were not injured or broken.
Feng Chenjue exhaled quietly as she looked away.
"Wait, corpses, miners' corpses."
The briquette is professional, called it to eat, and if it really punches holes everywhere, it is almost consumed, and it is accidentally hit by it to the pit where the corpse is filled, but the specific number of people, because it is dense and solid, there is no way to count.
"Killing miners is equivalent to abandoning the pit, and there are mined mines below."
Feng Chenjue's face turned a little pale, and his tone was a little anxious.
"And five cars."
Feng Chen's face was a little better when he heard this.
"That's fine, let's get ready and wait for the rabbit."
Ye Sangli thought about it for a while, and emphasized again: "Actually, I have other ways to solve Gu. ”
Feng Chenjue's heart, which was already a little flustered, fluctuated again.
"I can't wait until you put it on me."
Ye Sang smiled angrily: "Is it a good thing?" As for? ”
Feng Chen pursed his lips and was silent.
Ye Sangli was helpless: "Let's go, wait for the rabbit." ”
With briquettes to explore the way underneath, it can be said that it is like a tiger with wings, and it is the king of the underground.
The two of them didn't have to waste time taking a detour and rushed straight to the entrance.
A few hundred meters north of the periphery of Aoki Ridge, a wooden sign was crookedly inserted, on which were written the words "Ghost Gang" in white.
Feng Chen sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost." ”
Ye Sang vaguely saw a layer of fog barrier, colorless and odorless, almost negligible, only a wave of tide rushing to his face, just like the real fog.
But in the sunny day, where does the fog come from?
As soon as she thought about it, she suddenly lost the trace of Fengchen in front of her.
The screen flashed, and a person appeared that she had thought she would never see again.
A culprit who made her jump into the sea in her previous life.
"Don't go, don't leave me."
The other reached out to grab her.
Ye Sangli sneered, his hand was faster than his brain, and his left hand instantly pinched his neck: "Anyone can say this, you are not worthy." ”
Who doesn't know who else, she can't see him the most, where does his face come from? This expression shouldn't have been on his face.
Seeing that his muscles were bursting up, but he didn't fight back at all, Ye Sang Li rose in disbelief, and the force in his hand increased again and again.
She wanted to see how long the other party could pretend.
Suddenly, a cold incense struck, and Ye Sang's chaotic mind flashed a trace of clarity, and she took out a flying knife and slashed at the back of her left hand.
The picture in front of her flickered, and the person who was originally pinched with her left hand turned into Feng Chen, and she was so frightened that she let go of her hand.
Feng Chen sat on the ground, still immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.
Ye Sangli took a flying knife and pierced it at the tip of his finger, squeezing some blood.
Seeing that his eyes returned to clarity, she pulled him up and couldn't help scolding: "Are you stupid?" Won't fight back? ”
She wanted to ask who made you willing to die, but suddenly reacted, probably the person who gave him the dagger.
Feng Chenjue looked up and saw that it was her, and sighed with relief, the eyes that had not yet recovered were moist, the tails of the eyes were slightly red, and there was a red mark on the neck, which was particularly dazzling.
Ye Sangli felt that he was simply hateful, his face was not yet well, his neck was almost pinched by himself, not to mention, and he was yelled at so loudly.
But he was too easily aggrieved, and he didn't know who was eating to death before, and he was happy to give money to the people.
A fool, why be so humble.
If you really can't put it down, why do you have to care about 3721, grab it and talk about it.
Ye Sang didn't know why he was so angry all of a sudden, and he wondered if he hadn't completely returned to reality.
This phantom array is not trivial, borrowing the geographical momentum, cleverly set up, which is unguardable, and stimulates something that people can't let go of in their hearts.
The so-called prevalence of ghosts should be some movements transmitted by people in the environment fighting each other.
"As soon as we entered the formation, Bao Buqi was under the noses of people, Ah Li followed me and quickly found the entrance to the mine."
Feng Chenjue had completely recovered to normal at this time, and began to use his strange body technique to concentrate on breaking the formation.
Ye Sangli had an illusion, as if his aggrieved and fragile appearance just now was imagined by himself, but the red mark on his neck was even more obvious.
"What is Ah Li thinking?"
Feng Chen turned around and grabbed her wrist, as if he was afraid that she would fall behind, so he simply grabbed her directly and continued to break the formation.
Ye Sang didn't understand the formation at all, so he was happy to be idle, and obediently followed behind to maintain a weak sense with the briquettes.
The little creature was only a dozen meters away from him, and he was digging and running around like a headless fly, and soon he ran out for two or three miles, almost no different from a wild monkey scurrying all over the mountain.
Originally, she wanted to summon the briquette, but she saw that it had accidentally dug something.
At this moment, Feng Chenjue also broke the formation and took her to a normal environment, where the sun was shining and reassuring.
"Ah Li, look at that stone tablet."
He approached the stele and fumbled around in the shelter.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound on the ground, and the stele fell backwards, revealing a hole less than two people wide.
Ye Sangli glanced at him and jumped in first.
Feng Chen was stunned for a moment and followed closely.
After the two entered, the stele instantly returned to its original state, as if it had not been touched at all.
It's not as dark as you might think, and there's a hidden vent.
The two of them walked quickly to check the current situation in the cave, the most spacious place is about three miles away from the entrance of the cave, and there is another layer dug underneath, compared to the upper layer, the soil is relatively new, and it looks like it has been expanded recently.
Suddenly stuck in the perspective of the briquettes in the soil cave, a group of people appeared, the leader was particularly burly, and the width of the mine entrance was less than two people, most likely tailor-made for him.
Ye Sangli quickly let the briquettes avoid the crowd and come back, but before she could confirm one thing: "You have a grudge against the regent?" ”
"His subordinates were defeated, and he fought a few big battles, but he hid behind, retreated when he saw that the situation was not good, and there was no head-to-head confrontation, what's wrong? Why did Ah Li ask? ”
Feng Chen saw that although her face did not change much, it did not look like a casual question.
Ye Sangli pretended to be calm, and he thought about it before he came up with an excuse to break his head: "Our soldiers are divided into two roads, I will guard the bottom, and you go to those truckloads of mines." ”
Feng Chen looked at her puzzled, trying in vain to see something on her face.
Ye Sangli's face had already returned to indifference, and he snapped his fingers.
The briquettes that ran to the vicinity shrank into a ball and rushed back like a stray bullet, rolling to Feng Chen's feet.
It bit the hem of Fengchen's clothes and tugged.
"Just in case the sound hits the west, wait for the briquette to pass and then converge."
Ye Sang glanced back from his eyes, undoubtedly.
After Feng Chenjie left and arrived at the deepest part of the mine two miles away, Ye Sangli cut off the connection with the briquettes.
Feng Chenjue is extremely acute, if he doesn't cut off the briquette connection, it won't be long before he will definitely find something unusual.
After doing this, she exhaled, took out a veil and covered half of her face, and the whole person was completely still, like a stagnant water.
In a few breaths, a group of centaurs emerged, led by a mask, unaware that his face had been revealed when he stepped into the mine.
Wear a loneliness.
There were twelve people behind him, but now there were only eleven left.
Ye Sang glanced at the top casually, and she noticed that the eyes of the person under the mask flashed.
"You...... Not him? ”
"You're not looking for me? Regent. ”
Ye Sang stepped forward step by step, she bet that the other party was not sure.
The regent's pupils shrank, and he waved his hand to let the people below.
Ye Sangli understands that in this case, whether it is or not, how can he keep it in his eyes.
It is precisely this effect that she wants, attracting combat power, destroying or detonating gunpowder in advance.
What the briquettes found was the fuse of gunpowder, but the other party came too fast to find out how much it was.
Ye Sang's medicine and other drugs prepared earlier are even more useless, and now this space is too closed and dispersed too slowly, and it will also affect himself if he uses it.
Seeing people rushing up, Ye Sangli began to dodge quickly, finding the right time to go to the opponent's acupuncture point between the gaps in the dodge.
I have to say that the regent did bring elite guards when he came out this time, and there were not many who could really point out, and they were basically dodged by the other party.
The eleventh guard and Ye Sangli fought each other, and it was a draw, but this was still due to the fact that the venue was too small to be used, and most of them could only wait and see.
Ye Sangli also knew his ability to fight with his bare hands, and with one against eleven, he suffered a big loss.
As for the throwing knives, these eleven people are not enough.
She made a feint to draw everyone's attention away, and leaped in front of the regent.
The regent originally wanted to retreat for a moment, but stepped forward and tore off the veil of the night mulberry.
Ye Sangli deliberately did not block, just to give him a hard blow to the chest, and then sprinkled a handful of powder on the guards who caught up.
The Lord Regent spat out a mouthful of blood and dripped down the mask, but he still couldn't undo it.
He wiped the blood from his chin and held up a small box, his eyes fixed on Ye Sangli to see her reaction.
Ye Sangli suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, and he almost couldn't hold his breath.
The guards inhaled too much head-on, and five fell directly, and six temporarily lost their strength.
The corners of her mouth lifted instead, full of irony, and she pulled out a throwing knife and shot it at his right leg.
But he was blocked by a spirit beast Xuanwu that appeared out of thin air in front of him, the spirit beast disappeared, and the flying knife fell to the ground.
The regent leaned over to pick it up, and was surprised to find another throwing knife whizzing, but he smiled at the corner of his mouth, and didn't care.
After he was struck, he quietly crushed a talisman and protected himself within a meter, and at this moment, the talisman protected the master by itself, and the flying knife was nailed to the void.
He picked up the flying knife that the spirit beast had blocked before, took a few steps back, the spell effect failed, and the flying knife nailed to the void fell to the ground in response, but he didn't pick it up again.
Ye Sang was cold from the bottom of his eyes, gritted his teeth to endure the pain, stepped forward step by step, and picked up the flying knife on the ground.
"Are you a Gu person? So you want this? The regent shook the female Gu in his hand.
Ye Sangli heard his somewhat uncertain question, and continued to pull the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.
"He's nearby, right? This has nothing to do with you, and you are not guilty of sinning for him. ”