All the things found in the main hall were handed over to the Tiger Gang, and were carried by their brothers. Hu Zhensong also wrapped up the mouse on the ground and carried it into his arms. This thing is physical evidence, no matter how useful it is.
No, show it to the immortal masters to prove that everyone really worked hard for this matter.
The rest of Du Chengjin's body can only be dumped here. In a place with an uncertain future like this, unknown dangers may appear at any time. We are all unrelated, so why bother ourselves?
The group of people continued walking along the passage. This time, they seemed not as lucky as the previous few days. Nearly three hours passed, and most of the day passed, but they never encountered any hall or treasure again.
Everyone was tired and hungry. Just when everyone was about to stop and rest, Hu Zhentai, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted: "There is a three-way intersection here. The front is blocked by a mass of fog. There must be something good here."
."
Everyone hurriedly took a few steps and soon saw the mist that Hu Zhenheng was talking about. The passage still led directly to the front, and you could continue to move forward, but a small fork suddenly appeared here. Inside the fork
It was obscured by thick fog and could not see anything clearly.
It is not a foggy weather at this time, but a cloud of fog suddenly appeared here, completely blocking this small fork. If you say that this is not an important place, no one will believe it. The more important the place, the more good things you can find.
, and the better the things you find, the more appreciation and rewards you will get from the immortal masters.
Hu Zhenheng said: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's just go in?"
Seeing that the fifth brother was about to rush in recklessly, Hu Zhensong quickly stopped him and said: "The appearance of the mist in this picture is too sudden. There may be some danger, so it's better to be careful."
Hearing what his elder brother said, Hu Zhenheng calmed down a little, stopped and said, "It's just a fog, it shouldn't be that big of a deal, right?"
Hu Zhensong said: "Why not? The fog in front is so thick, what if it is poisonous? Even if it is not poisonous, what if you can't see the road after entering and get lost inside? Do you think even the immortal masters dare not come in?
Where can it be so simple?”
Hu Zhenheng was just simple-minded, not stupid. Hu Zhensong had reached this point, and even a simple-minded person should have understood. He was immediately frightened. Fortunately, his elder brother stopped him. If he had barged in regardless, he said
Maybe my life can't be saved.
"It seems that we need to find someone to explore the way again." Hu Zhentai said quietly next to him.
As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent, and no one answered. Looking for someone to explore the way was a matter of death. Du Chengjin lost an arm because of exploring the way, and later he and Pi Yingxiong also lost an arm.
Because he was too reckless, he lost his life one after another.
Hu Zhensong looked at Master Kongji and Xuanzhu, and then gave up. Master Kongji had just broken an arm and was still seriously ill, so he couldn't be pushed into a hurry. Then he looked at Pi Youfeng, and then secretly
Shaking his head, Pi Yingxiong was dead. She was a little girl who was still in grief. She probably couldn't do anything if she didn't care about her body.
When Hu Zhensong glanced at Old Taoist Songhe, before he could speak, Old Taoist Songhe hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Yesterday, my disciple Qingyang contributed to the hall. We can't let us take the lead in everything.
It’s someone else’s turn this time, right?”
Old Taoist Songhe was unwilling, but Hu Zhensong couldn't force him, so he had to look at the last Qian Banxian and said: "I heard that your Feng Shui master is good at arithmetic, formations, and directions. Although this fog is strange,
, but it is consistent with your business, so there shouldn’t be much danger, so I’ll leave it to you to explore the way into the fog.”
Qian Banxian looked aggrieved and said: "Master Tiger Gang, I also helped in that hall last time, and I was the one who found the mouse hole."
"What? You don't want to? Or do you think my elder brother's words are useless?" Hu Zhentai said angrily.
Hearing Hu Zhentai's vicious words, Qian Banxian shivered in fright. Although he had countless reasons to argue in his mind, facing Hu Zhentai who was staring at him with eager eyes, he did not dare to say any of them and could only fight them off.
He swallowed it with his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go, but I have a few conditions that you need to agree to."
"You still dare to negotiate terms?" Hu Zhentai was angry.
Hu Zhensong raised his hand to stop Hu Zhentai and said to Qian Banxian: "What are the conditions?"
It's not that Hu Zhensong is easy to talk to, but that he thinks in the longer term. Qian Banxian's life or death is nothing, but even if he is asked to die, he must die in a worthwhile way. If nothing else, he must at least explore this fog.
After all. Otherwise, not only Qian Banxian's life but also Qian Banxian's life will be wasted. Everyone is still helpless about this fog. Then who can be sent to explore the way in the future?
Qian Banxian said: "The leader of the Tiger Gang also said just now that when entering this fog, one is afraid of being poisoned and the other is afraid of getting lost. You can test whether there is poison on the side, but if you get lost in it, you will not be able to come back.
If I don’t come back, won’t everyone still know nothing?”
This is a problem. If Qian Banxian never comes back, it will be like losing a person in vain. Hu Zhensong crossed his arms and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of a good way. Others are also at a loss, what should they do? Should they just give up?
Not successful?
Everyone was deep in thought, and Qingyang suddenly spoke again: "I have a stupid way, I don't know if it will work."
When he heard Qingyang speaking, Hu Zhensong's eyes suddenly lit up. This little Taoist priest was smart. Since entering the secret land, Qingyang had found solutions to problems several times. Unexpectedly, it was him who spoke this time. Hu Zhensong
Zhensong said anxiously: "What can we do? Say it quickly!"
"Aren't you worried about getting lost? Let's get a very long rope, fix one end here, and let him hold the other end. Naturally, everyone will be happy if we can get out of the fog smoothly. If we get lost in it, we can just walk back along the rope.
That’s okay.” Qingyang said.
As soon as Qingyang said this, Hu Zhentai immediately slapped his thigh and said: "This is a good method. With a body holding you, no matter how severe the fog inside is, you can safely withdraw."
Qian Banxian's eyes also lit up and he said: "Yes, with this rope, we can not only pass through the fog, but also follow the rope back from the original route."
Such a difficult problem was easily solved by the young Taoist priest Qingyang with just one sentence. Hu Zhensong looked at Master Songhe with a smile and said: "You are so good as a disciple who can even think of such a wonderful method, Master Songhe.
You have found a treasure."
Taoist Songhe smoothed the wrinkles on his face happily, stroking his beard and said: "Of course it's not bad, you don't even want to see who taught it."