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Seventh Uncle and I were still checking the surroundings with our eyes. Seventh Uncle looked at the corpse and asked, "Junior Brother Ling Xiao, have you heard of the 'Green Ghost Capture'?"

Ling Xiaozi was the first to not react. He frowned and was stunned for a moment, then suddenly, the situation changed as his eyes widened, and his mouth slowly opened up. Senior Brother, do not be so intimidating, the Cyan Catcher is not something that an ordinary person would be able to see. My disciple being sucked in by someone does not necessarily mean that he was killed by the Cyan Catcher! "

Seventh Uncle took a deep breath. "You'll know as soon as you see whether it's a youth thief or not." He turned his head to look at me. "What did I just see her spit into your mouth? Try your luck. "

When Seventh Uncle finished speaking, I was shocked. Spitting into my mouth? 'F * ck, I said that when I was grabbed by her neck, my entire body went soft, and I didn't even have the energy to use it. I felt a numbing sensation in my throat.

Seventh Uncle saw that something was wrong with my gaze. "Take a breath."

Is there any physiological reaction? I didn't think too much about it. After holding in a breath, I slowly descended into my Dantian. When I rose up, I felt that something was wrong. An inexplicable chill instantly spread throughout my entire body.

When this breath completely spread throughout my body, it was so cold that I couldn't even open my mouth. My entire body was trembling as I saw the skin on my arm begin to wrinkle. Not good! At this moment, I want to rub my hands to warm them. I can't, my whole body is as stiff as iron.

While still trembling, I felt a dark green lustre radiating from my body, like a firefly dancing around me. Seventh Uncle and Ling Xiaozi, who were beside me, both took a few steps back in fear.

I was so cold that I couldn't even open my mouth, much less cry out for help. Even the speed at which my eyes were rolling slowed down, gradually freezing from the cold. Ling Xiaozi was the first to react, "This is Corpse Qi. Benefactor Huang has been poisoned with Corpse Poison."

Seventh Uncle also nodded. The two of them placed me on the ground. One in front and one behind, they placed their palms on my body. After two minutes, I finally felt that my body was mine.

After finishing his cultivation, Ling Xiaozi sat down on the ground to meditate. After meditating for a while, he propped me up and smiled, "I didn't think that Seventh Uncle would have such a capable person by his side. Please forgive Ling Xiaozi for not being able to see Mount Tai." Saying that, she smiled and cupped her hands at me.

After his body recovered, he said, "Many thanks to Taoist Ling Xiao. I believe that you also know what happened to this Taoist brother's death?" At that time, life and death only lasted for an instant, and it was really too late for us to save you. "

After a sigh, Ling Xiaozi said, "Life and death are fated by the heavens to be free, maybe this is what it means to be doomed!" Both of you, I have to help the dead surpass their limits tomorrow. As for meeting Master here, I'm afraid it will be hard for Ling Xiaozi to follow you. "

After sending Ling Xiaozi off, we returned to Fat Thunder's room. There was no one on the bed; could it be that after the Green Devils disappeared, I had caused Fat Thunder to … I panicked, walked around the room, and was about to rush out.

Seventh Uncle suddenly grabbed onto my shoulder and sighed. He pursed his lips at me, and when I looked at the position of the bed, I couldn't help but shiver. Then, my heart loosened up, and I walked over and kicked the bed.

Fatty Lei stuck his head out from under the bed and saw that his nose was covered in dust. When he saw Seventh Uncle and me, he gasped, "Oh my god!" "You scared me to death. I almost lost my life."

After sleeping for the entire day, Fatty Lei was more energetic, and his expression had also recovered quite a bit. At least, he was able to hide under the bed on his own.

I sat on the bed. "Seventh Uncle, do you still want to find Dao Tomb Zhenren tomorrow?"

Seventh Uncle didn't say anything, he only shook his head with a wooden expression. I could tell that he was still thinking about the incident with the Cyan Devils.

I bent down and looked around. "Ling Xiaozi has a problem. Why did that lost daoist child sneak into Fatty Lei's room in the middle of the night?"

"What?" Someone came into my room? " Fat Lei sat cross-legged on the bed and grabbed my clothes. "What did he do to me?"

I pushed him away. With a light touch, Fatty Lei collapsed on the bed as if there were no bones on his body. "According to my analysis, the matter of the youth tripping was most likely an accident. The two of them are not related."

"That's right!" Seventh Uncle nodded. "I think so too. Huang Quan, think about it. Today, during the day, he wanted me to stay and participate in the Sect Leader Election that is going to be held in a few days' time. What was his purpose?"

When he sat up, he said, "Then there's still a need to guess, it must be to see if Seventh Uncle has the idea of spying on the Sect Leader. It's not that I'm talking, this mountain and wilderness, there's no signal, and I can't even see a single bit of meat on three meals a day. I don't even want to be a Sect Leader."

"Ling Xiaozi once said that there are a few other seniors who are studying with Seventh Uncle. Could it be that he really wants you to help him?" I asked tentatively.

"Impossible, this must be a way of saying. The seniors and juniors who studied with me have long been scattered in the martial arts world. Most of them have left the sect, and the remaining few have all started another sect, starting a new sect and fighting over the Sect Leader?" The chances are too small. "

At this point, I roughly understand Seventh Uncle's meaning. Ling Xiaozi has repeatedly reiterated the matter of the Sect Leader's election, and his goal was definitely not to be afraid of someone threatening his position. For example, how could a daoist who spent his time at the entrance to Dragon Gate Cave be afraid of others seizing the Sect Leader's position? The only explanation was that he was stalling for time.

Deliberately stalling us so that we can stay in the mountains for a few more days. The night before yesterday, when we fought against the ghost wall, I still had reason to believe that it was a trick played by Ling Xiaozi.

The next morning, I lifted my sleepy eyelids and didn't close them again for the whole night. The deterrence of the Cyan Catcher was too great last night. If I didn't have the foundation of the Spirit Communication Technique, I would have been dead by now.

Seventh Uncle walked into my room, also with thick dark circles under his eyes. He looked like me and said, "Huang Quan, I've thought about it all night, let's leave the Longmen Cave."

"Why?" I was surprised, this didn't seem like Seventh Uncle's way of doing things. Could it be that he was also afraid of taking evil spirits?

Seventh Uncle's eyes revealed a trace of despair, but he didn't answer me.

I took a deep breath. "According to the Spirit Concealment Technique, Cyan Ghosts are ghosts that are hard to come into contact with. They have long crossed over the Three Realms and ordinary magic tools cannot handle them. Yesterday, my mouthful of blood sprayed on its eyes and it disappeared without a trace."

Seventh Uncle revealed a wry smile, "You still haven't changed the problem of trying to be brave. In theory, that ghoul still hasn't met the requirements, and the fact that it showed up in broad daylight, why did it meet up with Fatty Lei in the evening, that's very obvious, but no matter what, we don't have a chance to catch ghosts right now. You still have three days.

I was also in a difficult situation, "The target of the youth catcher is obviously Fatty Lei. If we don't take care of him, I'm afraid we'll be unable to move an inch."

Seventh Uncle's lips curved up into a smile. "Don't forget, there's still that covetous Ling Xiaozi in the Dragon Gate Mountain!" At the very least, there would be one more problem! Do you have the conch pan? "

"I'm sorry, I really didn't bring it with me this time. Who would have thought that I would meet such a rare case of a young man in the Dragon Gate Sect, one that's only seen once in a hundred years?"

Seventh Uncle also said in vain, "Forget it, even with a conch disk, it's not certain that we'll be able to save him. Notify Fatty Lei, let's hurry up and go."

Seventh Uncle and I went to Fatty Lei's room. This kid was still sleeping soundly, so he went up to pinch his nose a few times. "Don't sleep anymore. Let's go?"

Fatty Lei's eyes were blurry. "Okay, okay, let's go?" Go... Where to? Wasn't he looking for Daoist Master Dao Tomb? "You're not looking for me anymore?"

I smiled, "With Ling Xiaozi causing trouble in front, before the Sect Leader's general election, he won't let us meet the Dao Tomb Zhenren?"

This time, Seventh Uncle did not inform Ling Xiaozi. He was afraid that they were from the same sect, so if he were to come up with any more tricks, he might really lose his life and return to Songhai City.

The three of us sneaked down the mountain, but we didn't find any spies, sentries, or stalkers. We turned around a few places down the mountain, changed cars, left the Longmen Cave, and after a few turns, it was already dark. Now, as long as the sun set, my heart would start pounding.

We checked into a local five-star hotel, and when we checked in, we found out that our group... One missing.

The three of us stared, stupefied. All our attention was focused on Fat Thunder and the escape route.