Tang Xianghui looked at Zuo Zhicheng with a hint of fear in her eyes. To be able to smell the corpse wax with his nose, this meant that Gui Quan must have seen, smelled and dealt with many corpses.
Thinking of this, she was once again certain of Lin Gang Ho's judgment. 'This guy must have come from the Imperial Court's secret army, and he must have crawled out from a pile of corpses.'
Hearing Zuo Zhicheng's judgment, Qing Yueqiu thought for a while and said calmly, "Regardless of whether the corpses have been touched or not, let's rest here for the night and enter the ruins tomorrow morning. Also, don't tell anyone about the corpse wax. "
"Tell Ah Wei and the others not to sleep too soundly tonight and to be on high alert." After saying this, she looked at Zuo Zhicheng and said, "We'll take turns to keep watch."
One of them had achieved great success in Qi cultivation, while the other had psionic vision. They seemed to be the most suitable candidates to keep watch. However, Zuo Zhicheng did not think so. "Go ahead and sleep. I'll be fine even if I don't sleep for a few days. Your body is too weak. If you don't sleep well, it will affect the performance of your Taoist techniques. "
Qing Yueqiu was not a straightforward woman. Sufficient sleep and concentration would greatly affect the performance of her Taoist techniques. Since Gui Quan said that it would not affect him if he did not sleep for a few days, she would not reject his suggestion.
Thus, the group dispersed. Other than Liu Changding, who went straight to his tent to rest. Qing Yueqiu closed her eyes and began to meditate on her Taoist techniques. Zuo Zhicheng darted into the forest again and began to observe and memorize the surrounding terrain.
As for the other members of the Shadow Corps, some of them started a fire to cook, some were in charge of keeping watch, some were setting up new tents, and some were catching wild animals for dinner.
Zuo Zhicheng walked in the forest and observed the surrounding animals with infrared vision.
'There seem to be fewer animals here than on the way here.'
With his calmness and rationality, it was impossible for him to be mistaken. In other words, the number of animals had indeed decreased.
After walking for a while, he found footprints with corpse wax on them in several different places.
Looking at the corpse wax in his palm, Zuo Zhicheng thought to himself, "It seems that there is indeed some kind of creature with corpse wax on its body near the lake. I just don't know if it is a Yin woman, a dwarf spirit, or some other strange animal."
After one last look, Zuo Zhicheng turned around and walked back to the campsite.
When Zuo Zhicheng returned to the campsite, he found that the man he met in the middle of the night had already woken up. Qing Yueqiu, Tang Xianghui, and the others were surrounding him, constantly asking about the campsite.
But no matter how they asked, the man only had a blank face, and from time to time, he would let out a scream.
The round-faced Tangyuan waved his hand in front of the man's eyes. When he saw that the man's eyes didn't even move, he sighed and said, "He seems to have gone crazy."
"What is going on? What exactly happened in the campsite?"
Unfortunately, no one could answer his questions. Qing Yueqiu ordered the men to tie the man up, so that he wouldn't run around. The group then began to eat.
At night, under the cold moonlight, Zuo Zhicheng was the only one standing on the riverbank, slowly practicing the Northern Roc Style.
As long as Zuo Zhicheng did not find a more efficient martial art than his, this martial art for cultivating Qi would be a martial art that he could continue to practice and continuously improve his Xiantian Qi, which was also the strength of his body. However, as the strength of his body increased, the speed of his practice would decrease and eventually reach a limit.
If he wanted to become stronger, he would have to cultivate his spirit and void.
After finishing the last round of the Northern Roc Style, Zuo Zhicheng slowly exhaled a white breath, feeling that the purple Xiantian Qi in his body had reached 78%. Unfortunately, there was no spiritual food, so he couldn't practice day and night like he did on the island. If he continued to practice, it would only cause harm.
Therefore, after finishing the practice of the true martial art for the day, Zuo Zhicheng raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, or rather, his left eye was looking at the moon in the sky.
Yesterday, because he was in the city, Zuo Zhicheng hid in the underground base and practiced with the help of candlelight.
However, the moonlight reflected from the moon in the sky was also a kind of light.
Zuo Zhicheng lifted his eyepatch slightly and stood looking at the moon, cultivating according to the method described in the Taoist scripture. He slowly manipulated the Night Sea in his left eye and began to absorb the power of the moonlight.
Strands of white moonlight that were hard to see with the naked eye entered Zuo Zhicheng's left eye. They were like streams of warm currents that were continuously devoured by the Night Sea of Life. Under the stimulation of the light energy, the Night Sea also grew bit by bit.
The night passed in silence. Zuo Zhicheng spent his time cultivating and pondering. The possible attack that he had imagined did not happen.
Early in the morning, except for Liu Changding, who was still a little listless, the others, including Zuo Zhicheng, were already in high spirits. They dragged the two small boats from the camp into the lake, carried torches, ropes, dry food, fuel, axes, shovels, and other tools, and swam towards the depths of the lake.
There were a total of eleven people on this trip. After leaving two members to guard the camp, the remaining nine people each took their own equipment and sat on the two small boats. Because of the strange incident in the camp, the faces of the Shadow Corps soldiers were obviously nervous.
Unfortunately, in order to not leak the news of the spiritual food, Qing Yueqiu only brought her own confidants. Otherwise, everything would be much easier if she sent a large group of people from the imperial court from the city.
One of the people in the team looked at the dark green surface of the lake. They could not see the bottom of the lake clearly at all. He said, "Do you think there will be something strange in the lake?"
Tangyuan spat at him. "What nonsense are you talking about? The first two teams did not encounter anything in the water."
"That is not necessarily true. Look, the water in the lake goes all the way to the mountains. I wonder how long the underground river is. Who knows where it will go?"
Ah Wei also said, "I also heard from the old people in my hometown that this kind of underground river goes all the way to the underworld. It is the passage between the human world and the ghost world. Generally, people are only allowed to enter but not leave."
Tangyuan's face was full of disdain. "What era is it now? You still believe in this kind of thing." The people in the Shadow Corps had received martial arts and Taoist magic education. Therefore, many superstitious things were often looked at in a more scientific way.
While they were talking, the two small boats had already passed through several mountains. A karst cave on the lake appeared in front of everyone.
The dark cave entrance looked bottomless. From the outside, it looked like the top of the cave was only about two meters above the water. It was like a big mouth that wanted to swallow everyone in one bite.
The group of people lit torches and rowed the boat into the cave.
Feeling the sun in the sky disappear inch by inch above their heads, for some reason, an inexplicable sense of uneasiness rose in everyone's hearts.
This feeling of uneasiness came and went quickly. When the boat completely entered the cave, it disappeared. Everyone suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts and rowed the boat into the depths of the cave.
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