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Watching Li Su walk past me expressionlessly, he couldn't see me, but I could only see him as a Judge. It's quite embarrassing to be afraid of ghosts, but it depends on the situation, right? This is a tomb! In the Tomb! If I see someone else, even if it's that Muffled Oil Bottle, I'd still run away!
"Damn it, whether you're human or ghost, I won't be afraid of you!" I shouted to encourage myself.
When fear reaches its limit, it turns into anger. So those who see ghosts and start cursing loudly are just scared! They are trying to bolster their courage. Truly brave people wouldn't curse; they would plan to jump out suddenly and scare the ghost!
But I don't have such high aspirations!
As my shout echoed, Li Su suddenly turned around and started looking at me.
What the hell is he doing? I'm not selling myself! I'm selling my skills, not my body!
"Yin Zheng'an?" Li Su's voice sounded like an old tape stuck in a player, very unpleasant: "Is that you, Yin Zheng'an?"
"What the hell, are you human or ghost?" I asked Li Su, wondering what was going on with him.
"This is my Spell; I used a Talisman to create a shadow to scout for myself, but my vision is limited and I can't see too far," Li Su's voice began to sound normal: "Why did you come down here too?"
"Isn't it because you all went missing?" I replied irritably.
Damn it, I risked my life to save you guys, and you still scared me! Is there no humanity left? Is there no law?
"Yeah," Li Su said gloomily: "Yin Dao Brother, can you figure out the principle of this strange long path?"
"How would I know? I just came down. By the way, how many of you came down?"
"Four of us: me, Brother Lin Zhao, one of my junior disciples, and a soldier."
"Any casualties?"
"I don't know either. But this isn't the first time I've encountered someone; I met with my junior disciple before, but we got separated again right away."
"What did you do?"
"I don't know."
Well, I didn't get any information.
I stood still, afraid to move, worried that I might be teleported again if I wasn't careful.
"By the way," Li Su continued, "you can't just stand here completely still."
Huh? Not being able to stay still?
"If you remain motionless for too long, a lot of Corpse Tortoises will appear in the tunnel."
"Corpse Tortoise? Aren't they fictional?"
"No, there are actually such creatures in reality. If you stay here a little longer, I estimate you'll see them."
At that moment, I seemed to hear rustling sounds in the dark tunnel, as if something was starting to move. No way? Is it really that effective?
"Never mind, I'm going to escape now. By the way, there's someone in our team who can communicate telepathically. If you hear his voice, don't be too surprised."
This was just an illusion, a technique of Li Su's; but I was very much alive!
With Wind Walk activated, I dashed toward the end of the tunnel.
All the tunnels looked quite similar, with a turn leading to the end. However, based on my previous experience, before I could even make the turn, I would usually be teleported away.
But this time, when I reached the corner, I realized that I wasn't teleported and could actually go around the bend.
Could this be the exit? No way, am I really this lucky?
I quickly stopped my steps as I turned the corner, rushing forward into the unknown ahead; dying in there would not be unjust!
As I turned the corner, what greeted me was surprisingly a room, with a wooden door separating it from the outside world.
Could it be that someone really lives here? Damn, do demons have such heavy tastes? Thinking of those fairies in "Red Bean Affection," they are all vegetarians!
With a flip of my hand, three Flying Swords flew out from the Seed Bag.
How can one catch a tiger cub without entering the Tiger's Den? I still need to venture in!
Cautiously, I used the Flying Sword to pry open the door. My greatest fear was that a long-tongued ghost would suddenly appear behind it.
However, nothing strange happened. After opening the door, I saw a bed and a coffin inside the room!
What a refined taste! If you want to sleep, just get on the bed; if you want to die, there’s a coffin right here. Am I overthinking this?
Compared to the coffin, I should check what’s on the bed.
It was an extremely old-fashioned bed, even with a canopy. A curtain hung down from the canopy, enveloping the entire bed.
I might as well use the Flying Sword to probe; this way, if something like a Zongzi jumps out from inside, I’ll have time to react.
The Flying Sword gently lifted the curtain.
To my surprise, there lay a skeleton inside!
"Dead person?" I muttered to myself. "Could it be that this is really just a tomb?"
Just as I was wildly speculating, the coffin beside me suddenly opened.
"Ah~~~~" A pair of hands stretched out from inside the coffin. From the sound, it seemed that the owner of those hands was yawning, and judging by the voice, it was a Sister!
I immediately gathered all the Flying Swords in front of me for protection.
However, the Sister in the coffin yawned and then pulled her hand back. After that, I heard a voice.
"Are you asleep?" I thought, both amused and exasperated. Is this all just for my benefit? Is it really appropriate for you to act this way?
I cautiously moved step by step toward the coffin.
Inside the coffin lay a delicate girl, curled up within it. Among all the Sisters I had seen, she was the most petite.
Is this Sister a human, a ghost, or a spirit? Given how she was breathing so easily, she couldn't possibly be a Zongzi, could she?
Forget it; it's better not to provoke her.
Just as I was about to turn and leave, I suddenly heard a voice coming from inside the coffin.
"If you dare to leave, I'll eat you right away!"
Eat.
So, talking and threatening to eat people—she must be a spirit.
"What do you want?" I couldn't show weakness and immediately responded, "Are you a spirit?"
"Yes." The voice surprisingly had a childish tone that sounded somewhat unsettling.
"I am a spirit. What about you? Are you here for Tomb Raiding? No, someone like you wouldn't dare to raid this kind of tomb. Oh, I know! You're an Archaeologist?"
Silence fell in the room. I stopped talking, and that Sister also fell silent.
"Ah~~~" Suddenly, the Sister let out a yawn. "Hey, is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
A doll-like voice claiming to be a great aunt feels off, doesn't it? Where did that sense of incongruity go? Come back! It's haunted!
I reached into the Seed Bag and pulled out a piece of bread, tossing it into the coffin without looking back.
"This isn't meat," the doll-like voice muttered before starting to devour the bread.
"Aren't you afraid it might be poisoned?" I probed.
"I'm not afraid of poison, but if you have the guts to poison me, I'll use you as my meal. There's hardly any meat around here," the doll-like voice said with its mouth full, speaking unclearly.
"I've already given you food. Can I ask you a few questions?"
"Go ahead."
"How do I get out of here?"
"Just walk out."
What a useless answer; why would I ask if I could just walk out?
"Is this tomb yours?"
"No." The doll-like voice swallowed a bite of bread. "Hey, do you have any water? I'm really thirsty."
I took out a bottle of water and tossed it to her.
"Who exactly are you?" I finally decided to turn around and take a look at the source of that doll-like voice.
"Who are you and me?" the girl said in a plaintive voice, sounding somewhat aggrieved. "I came down early just for you, and you didn't even recognize me."
Recognize her? Who exactly are you?
Turning around, I saw the girl sitting on the edge of a coffin, one hand holding a piece of bread and the other a cup of water, looking at me with puffed cheeks.
"Master! You actually didn't recognize me!"
Shaoming?
The girl was actually Shaoming? Are you kidding me? How could she be here? Is this a dream?
I knew that Shaoming had transformed into a girl before, but at that time, her face was a mess from crying, her hair was disheveled, and she was wrapped in a bathrobe. It was completely normal that I couldn't recognize her just now!
"Uncle brought me here and told me to wait for you. He wants you to take me with you to find Blood Cultivation; that thing is useful for both of us." Shaoming explained seriously, no longer joking. "It's really frustrating when people are more popular than you! If Uncle were my master, that would be great. He even bought me clothes as a meeting gift!"
Shaoming proudly showed me the clothes she was wearing.
It was a short-sleeved dress with a wide neckline, just with a shorter hem. The overall design was adorned with red and embroidery, making her look quite cute.
"You heartless person, is it just one piece of clothing that makes you betray your master?" I said as I poked her smooth forehead with my finger, not pleased.
Although Shaoming had already formally become my disciple, seeing her looking more mature than I was made it hard for me to consider myself her master. But now that she had transformed into a girl, I felt no such reservations.
Shaoming hugged her head in grievance: "What about you? How long have I been waiting for you here? If it weren't for Uncle saying you'd definitely come, I would have left."
"Why would I return? Why are you sleeping in a coffin instead of a bed? Are you trying to scare me? Someone like you should be expelled from the sect!"
"The bed has skeletons in it! You go sleep there! Also, hurry up and expel me from the sect; I'd love that!" Shaoming retorted.
"Hey, I'm not going to do that. I want you to serve me tea and water, or I'll go complain to Fox Fairy Grandmother about your disobedience."
"You think you're tough!" Shaoming stomped his foot and gritted his teeth.
"By the way, does Luan's uncle have to take this path to the tomb?"
"No, he just wants me to stay put because you would come."
"Damn it, Golden Peng, you have such great powers, why didn't you leave any information behind?"
"Master," Shaoming suddenly looked up at me, "my leg is numb; I can't move."
"Then you can stay here."
"No." Shaoming shook his head and then opened his arms toward me. "You come carry me."
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