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Just as we had finished discussing, footsteps suddenly echoed nearby. Ma Rulong and I exchanged glances, both understanding each other's thoughts. This ghost really didn't take us seriously, daring to cause trouble at a time like this? After some private deliberation, we agreed that when the ghost got closer, we would give it two slaps first to settle the score!
Qin Senior Sister, who was holding her phone to illuminate our surroundings, immediately directed the light toward the source of the footsteps. Before long, I saw a girl walking slowly towards us. Her face was extremely familiar; it was Zheng Xuejie, who had gone missing earlier.
Qin Senior Sister exclaimed in surprise and immediately wanted to run over. I quickly grabbed her and said, "Have you forgotten the lesson? She might be a ghost in disguise!"
Qin Senior Sister paused, recalling what had happened before, and instinctively took two steps back. At that moment, Zheng Xuejie suddenly spoke up: "You little brats really have some guts to oppose me!"
Her tone was somewhat strange and didn't match Zheng Xuejie's usual mannerisms. Moreover, what she said was quite baffling. If the Zheng Xuejie before us was actually Yin Ling in disguise, there would be no need for her to expose herself with her voice. So there was only one possibility: this was indeed Zheng Xuejie, but she had been possessed.
After carefully sensing her presence, I detected two distinct sources of Yin Qi emanating from her. One was relatively faint, while the other was much stronger.
Ma Rulong seemed oblivious to this detail and shouted, "If you have the guts, come at us! What kind of skill is it to play tricks like this?"
Zheng Xuejie sneered and replied, "You disturbed my peace and still dare to speak so boldly. If it weren't for your connection with that old man, I would have killed all of you by now!"
Ma Rulong scoffed, "If you could kill us, would you still be waiting until now? Resorting to such despicable means to plot against others?"
"Don't believe me?" As Zheng Xuejie spoke, I suddenly felt countless streams of Yin Qi surging in from all directions. These Yin Qi came from various burial items underground, like ants emerging from their nest. The White Olive Amulet vibrated continuously as if sensing immense pressure. The incoming Yin Qi enveloped us layer upon layer, and terrifying roars, murmurs, and whispers filled our ears.
Ma Rulong trembled all over; he looked around in panic and instinctively moved closer to me. The only one who didn't understand the situation was Qin Senior Sister; she shivered and muttered about how suddenly cold it had become.
It was easy to imagine that we were surrounded by a large number of Yin Ling. The ghost was right; if she wanted to kill us, she could have done so long ago.
At this moment, Zheng Xuejie spoke again and asked, "So what now? Do you still not believe me?"
Ma Rulong's face was slightly pale, and it was evident that he was somewhat frightened. But for some reason, even though his legs felt weak, he still held his head high and said, "It's just a few hundred Yin Ling, aren't they all captured by me? If you have the ability, return the compass to me, and we'll settle this once and for all!"
This statement was clearly an attempt to save face. In reality, even if he got the compass back, Jiao She Ling would not be able to handle so many Yin Ling at once. Although they were weak, there were simply too many of them; the numerical advantage could easily compensate for their lack of quality. I couldn't help but complain to Ma Rulong, "Where did you get so many Yin Ling? Did you dig up their graves?"
Ma Rulong looked quite troubled as he replied, "Every year I can only capture about a hundred; the rest just appeared out of nowhere. Don't ask me; I have no idea how this happened."
I was slightly taken aback. Could it really be possible for Yin Ling to come and go freely here? Ma Rulong's words made me doubt whether that master had brought many Experts to transform Wangsheng Mountain solely for the purpose of guiding the spirits. Now it felt like he was using the guiding ritual as a cover to hide some secret within the entire mountain.
Unfortunately, although Ma Rulong had undergone the Extradition Ceremony, he knew nothing of the underlying details; asking him would be pointless.
The most important thing right now was how to get through this crisis. From our brief interaction, it seemed that this ghost, skilled in transformation, did not harbor much malice. She had attached herself to Zheng Xuejie to meet us for some other purpose. With this in mind, I said to Zheng Xuejie, "You are indeed impressive; we are ashamed in comparison. However, Master Ma has inherited his master's legacy to save the world and guide the spirits; he has endured hardships without any merit. We have no enmity between us, so why must we force each other? How about this: you let us go, and we won't take the compass."
"No way! My compass..." Ma Rulong hurriedly began to speak.
I kept signaling him with my eyes, but it was too dark here, and he was too preoccupied to notice my hints. He shouted that either we return the compass or face mutual destruction!
Zheng Xuejie mockingly said, "If that old man were still around, I might believe you. But if it's just you little guy trying to bring me down with you, you don't have that capability."
She kept referring to an old man; I wasn't sure if she meant Ma Rulong's master. However, seeing that her tone was aggressive yet she hadn't done anything too terrible gave me a glimmer of hope. I said, "He's just hungry and talking nonsense. Just let us go; I promise we won't come back after we leave!"
Ma Rulong panicked, but I was prepared. As he tried to speak again, I quickly covered his mouth. Ma Rulong struggled fiercely; despite his weight, he had considerable strength. I was sweating profusely and almost couldn't hold on. At that moment, Zheng Xuejie suddenly said, "If you want to leave, that's not impossible... but you have to take me with you."
"You?" I looked at Zheng Xuejie in confusion. What did the ghost attached to her mean? Did she also want to leave? But Ma Rulong had mentioned earlier that due to the damage to the Golden Curse, some Yin Ling had already escaped from here. If she wanted to leave as well, no one could stop her; why go through such trouble?
I suspected she might be trying to set a trap for us and said, "The talismans above are already broken; can't you just leave directly? Why do you need us?"
"That place only allows weak souls to escape; I can't do it. We must open the gate of the forbidden area to get out!" Zheng Xuejie said, "However, if you are willing to help me erase all the talismans above, that would be a solution."
"Absolutely not!" Ma Rulong shouted as he forcefully pulled my hand away. "The master said that only the Golden Curse can suppress the Yin Ling here. If we destroy it, Wangsheng Mountain will cease to exist. I can't let my master rest in peace, so give up on that idea. Even if I die here today, I won't agree to it!"
"What nonsense is this Wangsheng Mountain? It's a blatant deception! That old man is truly not a good person!" Zheng Xuejie suddenly said angrily. "In any case, you either erase the Spell or open the gate here; otherwise, prepare to be trapped here for a lifetime!"
After saying that, Zheng Xuejie began to slowly retreat and soon disappeared without a trace, leaving only her voice in the air: "Also, don't try to find my things again, or I'll kill you directly! That little snake and I are old friends; nothing will happen to it here. As long as you open the gate, I'll return it to you!"
"Return it now! Without a compass, I can't open the door!" Ma Rulong shouted, but there was no response; that ghost seemed determined not to say another word.
Ma Rulong sat down on the ground in despair and slapped the floor hard. Qin Senior Sister shone her phone light in that direction and confirmed that the person had really left before asking me what we should do now.
I thought for a moment and then looked down at Ma Rulong, asking, "This doesn't seem as simple as you said; shouldn't we talk about the truth?"
Ma Rulong raised his head to look at me and said, "What truth? I've told you everything I know; do you not believe me?"
I replied, "You're just talking nonsense. The Yin Ling here can appear on their own; why didn't you tell me earlier? With so many Yin Ling, where did they come from? Is the Extradition Ceremony really about guiding spirits?"
"I don't know!" Ma Rulong stood up angrily and said, "The master only told me this much; I don't know anything else. If you don't believe me, that's fine, but don't act like I'm in cahoots with that ghost!"
Seeing that he was genuinely angry, I realized my tone might have been a bit harsh and said, "It's not that I don't believe you; it's just that this place is too strange. If we can figure out the truth, it would benefit us."
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