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About an hour later, Ma Rulong found another position. Without him saying anything, Jiao She Ling had already burrowed in. Ma Rulong's expression was gloomy because after several explorations, Jiao She Ling's Yin Qi had already diminished by more than a quarter. Some might say that there is still three-quarters left.
The human body contains a lot of blood, but once a certain percentage is lost, death occurs. Complete blood loss leads to a desiccated corpse...
The same goes for ghosts; if too much Yin Qi is lost, even if it is not all of it, their existence becomes extremely unstable. A slight mishap could cause them to shatter like dust. And those with greatly diminished power cannot recover on their own, which is akin to death. So it is understandable that Ma Rulong would be worried.
But the current situation is that someone must sacrifice themselves for the others to survive.
I comforted him, saying, "As long as we survive, it will grow back slowly; one day it will recover."
Ma Rulong looked very sullen and said, "What do you know? It has become what it is today entirely by drinking my blood. Do you know how much blood it takes to recover?"
I was taken aback and said, "How did you feed blood to Yin Ling? That's taboo! Aren't you afraid it will backfire one day?"
Ma Rulong snorted and said, "What you're talking about is superstition; that's just the belief from Thailand, right? What I practice is the true path, the authentic Maoshan ghost-rearing technique; it's not on the same level as your little ghost!"
Being humiliated like this was quite awkward. If it weren't for the fact that our chance of getting out depended on him and Jiao She Ling, I would have given him a good beating—just because he's fat doesn't mean I won't hit him!
After a while, Jiao She Ling emerged from the mud wall. After communicating with it mentally, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Ma Rulong's face. He shouted, "Quick! Quick! Bring all the sanitary napkins and stick them here; this is the spot!"
Although I didn't quite understand the situation, I followed his instructions and brought the sanitary napkins from around us to stick at this position. Using sanitary napkins for positioning—if those Maoshan experts found out, they would probably spit blood in anger. While busying myself, I asked, "Are you sure this is the exit?"
Ma Rulong confidently replied, "It's about eighty to ninety percent accurate!"
After Jiao She Ling burrowed into the mud wall, it saw two wooden doors. However, due to the power of the talismans on the doors, it couldn't push them open and could only return alone.
I stared suspiciously at the ordinary mud wall for a long time; how could such a plain place hide two doors? But even if this were true, how would we get in? Ma Rulong had previously said that even digging a hole would be useless. The formation alters space; what we see now as a mud wall might very well be another location rather than reality!
After expressing this doubt, Ma Rulong thought for a moment and said, "I do have a method, but I'm not very sure; we can only give it a try."
I asked, "What method?"
Ma Rulong explained that the Qimen formation alters space; it sounds impressive. But in reality, it's still a type of illusion—just a more advanced one. If we don't focus on this false appearance, we can avoid the power of the formation and find the true entrance.
To put it simply: close your eyes, don't look or think about it; just keep walking forward with determination. As long as your mind is strong enough not to be affected by illusions, you can walk out!
In many remote areas in the past, there would always be a patch of forest or a mountainous region where once you entered, you could never find your way out. No matter how you walked, you would eventually return to the starting point. In folklore, this is called the Ghost Wall. Some of these places are indeed haunted by spirits, but more often than not, they are naturally formed.
It could be a mineral deposit or a natural formation created by the terrain, and whether it’s a metallic magnetic field or a formation, both can confuse the human eye. In such situations, you cannot rely on your eyes to find the way out. You must abandon your five senses and think of yourself as blind. A blind person never gets lost; they may take the wrong path, but even taking the wrong path is better than being unable to escape.
Ma Rulong made it sound simple, but in reality, it is very difficult.
Because escaping has become an obsession in our hearts, even when doing other things, we cannot help but think about it. It is too difficult to walk toward a mud wall without thinking that there is a wall ahead; I admit I cannot do it. Qin Senior Sister cannot do it either because those who are easily swayed tend to have more complex thoughts and are more susceptible to obsession.
Ma Rulong thought he could give it a try, but I thought it would be better to let Ajan Master try first.
Firstly, Ajan Master does not understand Daoist Arts and is a practitioner himself, so he is less affected by obsession. Or rather, he can control his thoughts better than we can. Therefore, his chances of success are quite high. Additionally, there’s a bit of selfishness involved.
Although the Old Ghost attached to Zheng Xuejie promised that even after escaping, it would not kill Ajan Master, it had previously controlled Yin Ling to kill cleanly and efficiently. I do not dare to trust such an existence. For Ajan Master's safety, it would be best for him to leave first. Second Uncle is waiting outside with many people; as long as Ajan can join them, their combined strength should be able to deal with this Old Ghost.
I couldn’t directly tell Ma Rulong about this selfishness, but I had to do it. One Ajan has already died because of me; I cannot let another die; otherwise, I will never forgive myself!
To reassure Ma Rulong and prevent him from doubting me, I provided another reason: even if this truly is the gateway, we are still unaware of other dangers. After all, Jiao She Ling only took a glance and quickly returned due to the power of the talisman. It cannot identify which forces might harm people, while Ajan is a practitioner with strong abilities; if he encounters special circumstances, he can respond in time and will be much safer than us.
This reasoning was excellent; even Ma Rulong believed it wholeheartedly and even shyly asked, “Will this be taking advantage of him too much?”
I feigned seriousness and said, “I mentioned before that someone must sacrifice themselves for this to work. I believe Ajan will agree!”
Ma Rulong patted my shoulder with emotion and said, “Then this matter will be left to you!”
I pretended to be calm as I walked over to Ajan Master and explained the situation. Although this Ajan Master spoke decent Chinese, getting him to understand how to "pass through" a mud wall took quite some effort. Zheng Xuejie remained aloof throughout, neither participating nor interjecting; she seemed only interested in waiting for the outcome.
To increase the chances of success, I specifically found an opaque black cloth to blindfold Ajan's eyes. Then I brought him just one step away from the mud wall and said, “You are about four or five steps away from the wall now; just keep walking forward. If you feel something in front of you, reach out and pull it apart.”
Ajan nodded in understanding. I patted his back and said, “Go ahead.”
He followed my instructions and stepped forward; with one step he was right in front of the wall. We all watched nervously, fearing that failure might occur.
Fortunately, when Ajan took his second step forward, he suddenly disappeared completely. Under the dim light of our phones, his disappearance was so abrupt that we had no time to react. Qin Senior Sister gasped in surprise while Ma Rulong exclaimed joyfully, “It worked! It worked!”
At that moment, Zheng Xuejie slowly approached us.
We instinctively moved away from her slightly, fearing she might act violently. Just then, Qin Senior Sister suddenly asked, “Why do you insist on having her body?”
Zheng Xuejie turned to glance at her. Qin Senior Sister seemed a bit frightened and wanted to step back, but she didn't. Gathering her courage, she stood still. Zheng Xuejie stared at her for a few seconds and then unexpectedly explained, "To endure my existence requires a very special constitution. Her body has two souls coexisting for a long time, which is different from ordinary people, so I can attach myself to her body. If it were someone else, their essence would have been completely drained by me by now, turning them into an immobile corpse."
Qin Senior Sister gasped and looked her up and down with increasing concern. Zheng Xuejie understood what she was worried about and said, "Don't worry, as long as you leave this place, I will definitely keep my promise and return her to you. A mere physical body is nothing in my eyes."
To be honest, it was quite surprising that she could explain so much to Qin Senior Sister. I had asked similar questions before but was ignored. Perhaps it was because Qin Senior Sister is a woman and was genuinely concerned? Or maybe freedom was just around the corner, making Old Ghost in a better mood?
Regardless of the reason, it wasn't a bad thing for us. Just then, a creaking sound suddenly came from ahead, and a door appeared in the once-solid wall. I even saw the silhouette of Ajan Master walking outside the door.
It was incredible; a door had truly been opened! From the inside, it looked like a wall, but from the outside, it appeared wooden. This bizarre scene completely overturned my worldview. At that moment, I suddenly remembered the Japanese manga "Doraemon." This robotic cat from the twenty-second century has a space door that allows one to travel anywhere in the world when opened. The similarity to what was happening before me was striking!
So what do people say science is? What is theology? In the end, they are all the same.
At the moment the door opened, Ma Rulong dashed forward. His reaction was quick, but before he could take more than a few steps, someone grabbed him by the collar and threw him back. Zheng Xuejie's figure strode forward and seemed to magnify infinitely before my eyes. As she passed through the doorway, she let out an extremely terrifying howl.
I saw two talismans attached to the door quickly ignite, transforming into golden flames that scorched her.
Qin Senior Sister screamed Zheng Xuejie's name in fright and tried to rush over to help extinguish the fire. I hurriedly pulled her back and held her tightly.
At the same time, all the Yin Spirits in the underground space began to move. An overwhelming amount of Yin Qi surged like towering waves toward the golden flames!
They resembled moths rushing toward a fire, utterly reckless!
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