He Lingchuan did not dare to waste time, so he took out his hook and fixed it on a boulder, then grabbed the spider silk rope and swung down into the crack in the ground.
The gap is very narrow, but it is flexible.
"Can it be possible? Can it be possible?" The soul-catching mirror kept nagging nervously, "Ah? Do you think it can be possible?"
"Shut up." He Lingchuan reached into his arms and replaced himself with a rinse bead.
There are only three left. The battle and escape just now have caused the loss too quickly.
If he doesn't get any more replenishment, he will only have three-quarters of an hour left in his life.
Three quarters of an hour was not enough time for him to escape from the mountain and escape the influence of the sandstorm.
The spider silk rope was long enough, and He Lingchuan hung all the way to the bottom of the crack in the ground.
It gets narrower as you go down, and the rock wall is uneven. In some places, you have to use your hands and feet to climb down.
But the steeper and narrower the terrain here, the greater He Lingchuan's hope.
He touched a protruding rock and said, "There are only a few grains of sand."
When a sandstorm passes by, which place is not covered with several thick layers of sand? But there are only a few grains underneath.
Jing Jing was so excited that her voice trembled: "There is hope, very hope!"
If the master dies in the spiritless Buddha Realm, it will also be sentenced to death at the same time, but the execution will be suspended.
Its desire for He Lingchuan to escape was stronger than his own.
He Lingchuan descended to the bottom of the crack in the ground and began to explore everywhere.
It was extremely dark down there, so he took out a fluorescent spore to illuminate it.
There was a squeaking sound under his feet. He Lingchuan brought the fluorescent spores close to the ground and took a look: "Water?"
There is actually a shallow ditch at the bottom of the crack in the ground.
This is probably groundwater formed over many years.
The mirror repeatedly said: "Okay, okay, water will be better."
But He Lingchuan's good luck seemed to have run out. He groped in the cracks of the ground for more than a quarter of an hour and found nothing.
There are only stones here, and there are stones everywhere.
A terribly dull stone.
No, there seemed to be some small creatures in the ditch, which were panicked by his arrival.
These are not He Lingchuan's goals.
He touched the mountain wall and continued moving forward.
"Slow down your breathing and don't get excited!" The mirror kept telling him, "There is still time!"
He Lingchuan reached out and groped among the rock walls, and suddenly stopped moving.
"Um?"
He retracted his hands and slowly opened his palms.
Two round objects shone like pearls under the light of fluorescent spores.
Mirror whistled like a scholar and cheered loudly:
"finally!"
"I can live, I can live!"
They finally found Shuzhu, in this dark place!
Previous sandstorms swept across the plains and mountainous areas, making it almost impossible to find any grass. Only in such deep ditches, in places where sandstorms are difficult to wreak havoc, can there be hope for He Lingchuan to survive and get out of the Buddha Realm!
He Lingchuan carefully put away these two life-saving treasures and continued to explore forward.
It will be much smoother from now on.
Half an hour later, he successfully collected more than thirty beads, enough for him to use for four hours.
With these little things around, he would have plenty of time to go south and pick pearls in places where sandstorms were not raging.
He Lingchuan sat down in the dark ditch, covered in water.
He could finally relax and not worry about survival.
Alive.
He also felt faintly tired.
Only then did Jingjing have the time to ask him: "How does Hu Bin know your real name?"
Hu Bin just shouted "He Lingchuan", but it heard it clearly.
"There are no more than three people in Lingxu City who know my real name." He Lingchuan rubbed his eyes, "No, Shi Er, the leader of the Shimen Chamber of Commerce, has left, so there are only two left."
One is Li Qingge, the other is——
The mirror was shocked: "Hong Chenglue? You said he is Hong Chenglue?!"
It has seen Hong Chenglue, and it is obviously not that face!
"When I first met him, I asked you if he was wearing a mask or disguised himself." He Lingchuan closed his eyes and rested. "You said you didn't notice it."
This mirror can reflect a person's true face, well, theoretically speaking.
"Uh." The mirror hesitated, "But, but..." There are always exceptions to everything.
"The way he looked at me did seem to be filled with deep hatred." He Lingchuan said slowly, "Who would go deep into the mountains after a sandstorm to chase me for no reason? That would be a narrow escape."
A killer who works for money can't do this.
Looking in the mirror, he wondered: "Did he change his appearance or change his face?"
"Do you still remember Xi Yunhe?" He Lingchuan was not idle when he was touching Shuzhu everywhere. "He was originally a descendant of the Qing Palace, but later he changed his face and identity, lurking under Cen Boqing to work, and no one could recognize him.
he."
He paused: "Hong Chenglue and Xi Yunhe are both related to Shuangye Imperial Master."
The mirror realized: "You mean, Imperial Master Shuangye has the ability to help people change their faces?"
"Ordinary disguise techniques can't hide in front of Yuanli. If this is the secret technique of Shuangye Guoshi, I wouldn't be surprised at all." He Lingchuan nodded, "Of course, visitors from the human world can use it in the Buddha Realm.
Without using his Yuan Power, it cannot be ruled out that Hong Chenglue only used ordinary disguise techniques, but no one here can see through it anyway."
"If it's really him, what are you going to do..." Jingjing asked, and suddenly realized, "Oh, he is probably dead by now."
Either he was bitten to death by a beast, or he died from running out of gargle beads.
Chasing He Lingchuan is not an easy task. If you are not careful, you will be killed first.
He Lingchuan didn't answer, stood up and stretched his wrist: "I've rested enough, it's time to go back."
This place is so narrow that I can’t even stretch my waist!
He climbed back to the ground with the help of spider silk ropes, sat down cross-legged, took out two animal-free heads from the storage ring, and cut them open on the spot.
Happy blind box opening time!
In each animal head, there is a fist-sized light red pumice stone, and——
Several round, opaque balls the size of longan.
Some are black, some are white, and some are as transparent as glass.
He Lingchuan picked up the white ball and wiped off the brain stains on it. He found that it was too cold to hold for a long time, and a layer of white frost would quickly form when placed on the ground.
He originally came for Frost Silver Beast's "Frost Pill", but now——
"Perhaps this can also be used?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I hope his trip to the Buddha Realm was not in vain.
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Ten hours later, He Lingchuan sat in the big wooden barrel of Pianxiang Villa and took a comfortable hot bath.
It feels like a lifetime ago.
To be continued...