The environment in the underworld is actually quite underworld.
Not to mention that the light was extremely dim, and in some places almost all of it was covered with loess. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew up and brought up a piece of sand, which went straight into people's eyes.
This doesn't matter, but the sky is full of wind and sand, and the visibility naturally becomes very low, which makes it more difficult to find the Painted Skin Ghost.
Following the direction led by the ghost pointing needle, Qian Shouyi took us forward for several miles, and finally stopped in front of a low forest.
"The distance is too close and the ghost needle has stopped moving. It should be hiding in the woods. You can search separately."
Qian Shouyi gave orders to those underhanded soldiers: "If I find the first time to send a signal, I will rush over immediately."
"yes!"
The Yin soldiers agreed one after another, dispersed at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared in the jungle in the blink of an eye.
I was a little curious: "Brother, that painted-skinned ghost is not a revenant, but a serious old ghost. Can you beat him?"
"I can't beat him for sure!"
Qian Shouyi answered me matter-of-factly: "Our mission is not to capture it, but to search for it. When we find the specific location, we will naturally ask the ghost general to take action."
Only then did I understand and asked him again: "What if the ghost general can't defeat him?"
Meng Daozhang answered this question for him: "Ghost generals are also divided into levels. Those with low cultivation cannot be defeated, and those with high cultivation cannot be defeated? Even if they have never been defeated, they will report it to Lord Yan, and Lord Yama will send them
I've never seen a ghost that even the Underworld Envoy can't deal with."
When he said that, I became even more curious.
I leaned over and asked Taoist Meng in a low voice: "Can you beat the Underworld Envoy?"
Taoist Meng sneered: "I killed a few, but those were all many years ago."
He was chattering so hard that I didn't dare to say a word.
The group of people suddenly fell into silence, but Qian Shousan was still peeking at the ghost car with his eyes intentionally or unintentionally.
Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the leaves collide together to make a very light "rustle" sound, but if you listen carefully, you will also find that there is a subtle sound of the piano mixed in.
The sound of the piano seemed to be absent, and I thought I was hallucinating it.
Until Qian Shouyi exclaimed: "It's broken, two brothers are gone."
Daochang Meng frowned: "Where is it?"
Qian Shouyi pointed to the right side of the woods: "That's where the breath of the two brothers disappeared."
"Walk!"
Taoist Meng rushed out immediately.
Then came the Qian brothers, and I followed at the end, using the spiritual energy in my body to barely catch up with them.
The ghost car had been hanging next to me. Later, when the group of people ran too fast, it finally showed its true form and flew above our heads. I was envious for a moment when I saw it.
Damn, I want to fly too.
In less than two minutes, several people stood at the position Qian Shouyi said.
There were no traces of fighting around, but there were two sets of black t-shirts on the ground. They were empty, but the clothes were still there, but their souls had disappeared.
"Yeah, how is it done?"
Qian Shousan squatted on the ground and cursed through gritted teeth. Qian Shouyi also frowned, obviously angry.
Taoist Meng fiddled with his fingers a few times, then raised his head and asked Qian Shouyi: "Who did you offend?"
Qian Shou was stunned: "Why does the Taoist ask that?"
Daozhang Meng shook his head: "This ghost is difficult to deal with. It is much stronger than ordinary ghost generals. If it weren't because you offended someone, why would the higher-ups send you soldiers to die in the future?"
Qian Shouyi was stunned by what he said: "That's not the case. We brothers just came to the underworld. It's impossible..."
"Don't say anything that is possible or impossible. My divination will not be wrong. Think about it for yourselves."
Daozhang Meng interrupted Qian Shouyi's words, but then suddenly turned his head and looked behind him: "Where are you running?"
After shouting this, he kicked his feet on the ground and jumped out instantly like a rabbit.
Before I could react, Daozhang Meng's voice came to my ears again: "Split up and block it. Yueli, go around behind it. Gu Yan, wait where you are. There are two Yinshao, one on the left and one on the right. Block it."
Then hold it and I'll get there immediately, hurry!"
The ghost car took off without hesitation, spread its wings and chased in the direction where Meng Daozhang disappeared.
The Qian brothers' eyes also lit up, their bodies tilted in different directions, and they disappeared from my sight in a whoosh.
But I was confused.
Damn it, what is going on? Are you so confident and let me wander around alone?
There is no way to do things like this in Duoshan!
I don't think Taoist Meng is unreliable. Since he can arrange it like this, it proves that he is confident in catching up with the ghost and will not let it come back to find me.
But this situation is a bit fucked up. The woods are rustling in the small wind, and the shadows of the leaves are blurry in the dim sunlight. In addition, this is the underworld, and there is a very awesome ghost not far from me.
My mind started buzzing when I thought about this.
"Inner demon, inner demon? Are you coming out to chat?"
I really had no choice but to call out the inner demon in my mind, but this was better than ignoring me at all, and calling for a long time without any response.
Alas, I feel like I have fallen out of favor now.
I sighed a little helplessly, and then I simply sat on the ground and started to look at the surrounding scenery.
It seems that God always likes to joke with people.
The more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it will happen. Just like me now, I was looking at the scenery and listening to the sound of the wind, but suddenly there was a sound of piano in my ears.
The moment the music just sounded, all the hairs on my body stood up.
Because it was very, very close to me, it was completely different from the vague feeling just now.
I quickly lowered my head and looked in the direction where the sound of the piano was coming from.
The next second, I saw a petite woman wearing a red palace dress with long black hair.
She was playing the piano silently dozens of meters away to my right, looking very serious, and didn't seem to notice my presence.
But I knew very well that it must be aimed at me.
Damn it, where are Taoist Meng and the others chasing people? This is not chasing ghosts, they are clearly chasing me!
I stood up angrily, condensing the spiritual energy in my body, and walked in the direction of the woman.
When I walked up to it, it had just finished playing that piece of music.
Then she raised her head and asked me in that gentle tone: "Does it sound good?"