"There is no other way," Li Muyuan shrugged, "After all... there is no need to leave those corpses."
Xiaolan turned to look at Wenling, "Wenling, do you know where we should look for clues?"
Wenling straightened his neck and walked straight into the darkness.
"Hey, is it okay to just go in like this?" Baomu didn't hold her back.
"It shouldn't matter," Li Muyuan said, "Besides, I've already sent someone to clean this place briefly."
Xiaolan followed Wenling, and when she saw Wenling walking, she suddenly stopped.
Xiao Lan also stopped and followed Wen Ling's eyes and looked at her feet.
Under the bright flashlight light, only the dark ground and residual dust could be seen.
"What's wrong?" Xiaolan looked up and stared at Wenling and asked, "Is there anything here?"
"Hmm..." Wen Ling muttered and squatted down, "Yeah."
"Is it right here?" Xiaolan squatted beside her and pointed to the ground.
Wen Ling nodded.
"Is there something here?" Others followed.
"It seems," Xiaolan stretched out her hand towards the ground, "This is what Wen Ling means..."
However, Wenling grabbed Xiaolan's wrist and stopped her movement.
"Danger." Wen Ling said with a frown.
"Then let's do this," Xiao Lan immediately called out his Spirit Locking Whip, "I should be able to use it, right?"
Wenling was still a little hesitant, but Xiaolan had already used the spirit-locking whip as an iron rod and pulled it across the open space.
The dust mixed with the moist smell immediately flew away, and Wen Ling stretched out his hand and waved it in front of himself.
Xiaolan vigorously threw away the ashes on the ground, making everyone around him cough. Until the ashes were almost scattered, nothing was found.
"Nothing," Xiaolan poked the hard ground with the spirit-locking whip, "Are we going to dig up the surface?"
Wen Ling tilted his head and seemed to have no idea.
"Then dig." Luo Jiutian said.
"All right……"
"Wait a minute," there was a panting sound of running behind everyone. It turned out that the fool was back, "What are you going to dig for?"
Xiaolan blinked, "I plan to dig up this ground..."
"Drive it, drive it, I'll do it," the fool grabbed the spirit-locking whip from Xiaolan's hand and weighed it, "It's quite handy, how can you do such a rough job?"
"Brother fool, you just ran over."
"Oh, what's this?" The fool squatted down and stabbed the spirit-locking whip into the soil, "How can you grown men have the nerve to let Xiaolan work?"
Baomu's face turned red again.
Luo Jiutian pointed at Xiaolan nonchalantly and said, "Because this girl is stronger than us."
"You shameful brat, you still have the nerve to say that." Lao Luo glared at Luo Jiutian.
"That's right," the fool easily dug up a large piece of hard soil, "It's okay, Xiaolan, I'm here, you can go play next to it."
Everyone gathered around the fool and watched him dig the soil like a perpetual motion machine. After a while, a lot of soil gathered at the feet of the fool.
"Not yet?" Luo Jiutian asked, "Where is it buried?"
"Why are you so anxious?" said the fool. "How far have we dug? I can dig deeper."
"No, idiot, I'm not questioning your strength. I believe you can even dig through the earth. The question is, will what Wen Ling is looking for really be buried so deep?"
Wen Ling scratched his head.
Xiaolan stood aside, holding a flashlight in one hand to shine on the ground, and holding his hand on his waist. He was about to say something, when a reflection suddenly flashed out of the corner of his eye.
"Wait!" Xiao Lan shouted, and everyone's movements froze, "Wen Ling, don't move!"
"Um!"
Wen Ling originally planned to move away, but when he was shouted out, he immediately stopped nervously, his eyes darting around in panic.
Xiaolan squatted next to Wenling and stretched out her hand toward her feet.
She grabbed something, then picked it up and held it in front of her eyes for a closer look.
"This...ss-" Xiaolan's hand trembled, showing an expression of pain.
"What's wrong?" The Taoist priest immediately stepped forward.
"Look at this."
Xiaolan shook her right hand and showed what was in the palm of her left hand to everyone.
"Is there something?" Luo Jiutian narrowed his eyes.
"Your eyes are really for show." Lao Luo mocked.
"Look carefully, here," Xiaolan pointed to a place in her palm, "look, it will reflect light..."
After her pointing, everyone finally found a silver object in the small pile of soil.
A silver needle.
And it is also a very short and very thin silver needle.
"What is this?" The fool's eyes widened, "Wen Ling, is this what you are looking for?"
Wen Ling scratched the back of her head again. She didn't seem to know what she was looking for.
"A needle."
The Taoist Master said, reaching out to grab it, but at this moment Lao Luo suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the Taoist Master's movement.
"Wait a minute," Lao Luo came to Xiaolan's side, stared at the silver needle seriously for a few seconds, and said, "It's better not to touch this thing yet."
"Ah, but I've already touched it..." Xiaolan blurted out, and then faced the baffled looks in Xia Hua and Li Muyuan's eyes and explained, "Wen Ling, it's too late for you to tell me now, I've already touched it."
Wen Ling was suddenly cueed, and was completely confused, but could not explain himself, so he could only scratch his head.
"Girl Xiaolan, Miss Wenling reminded you well," Xia Hua said, "I seem to know this thing..."
"I seem to know," Miaozhen stood on tiptoes and looked at the silver needle, "Master Xiahua, if I'm not mistaken, this is Qiqiao..."
Xia Hua and Lao Luo said almost in unison, "Red Tip."
Qiqiao’s red tip? What the hell?
Everyone's eyes moved back and forth on Xia Hua, Miaozhen and Lao Luo.
"Where are you looking?"
"Oh, no, we are thinking," the fool waved his hand, "The red tip is..."
"The red tip is Qiqiao's magic weapon," Luo Jiutian said, leaning his head, "I only heard my father say before, and this is the first time I've seen it, the red tip looks like this."
"Qiqiao is again..."
"Qiqiao is also one of the nine sects of aliens. Didn't Jiutian mention it to you?" Xia Hua asked.
"No."
"I... our family has a normal relationship with Qiqiao, so we haven't mentioned it much."
"Is that so?" Xiaolan looked at Lao Luo.
Lao Luo sighed and said, "Don't conspire against each other if you have different Taoism. Qiqiao does not belong to the General Assembly and rarely participates in the affairs of other sects. And more importantly... Qiqiao is different from other sects.
The Qiqiao techniques are very vicious and cruel, and the red tip is their magical weapon, and they use this red tip to poison people."