Everything was ready and the team set off without stopping.

They had to find a safe place to spend the night before it got completely dark.

The huge and bulky ceremonial objects were all carefully placed in the car, waiting to be taken away when the emperor arrived.

Qiao Bo and his crew only picked up necessary supplies, tents and some outdoor equipment. Even so, each person had to carry more than 20 kilograms.

The things that were given to Song Ning were accepted by Qiao Bo and carried on his back with an attitude that could not be refused.

Including the weight on his body, his weight at this time has exceeded fifty kilograms.

This kind of load is fine for short distances, but it is unbearable for a long time.

Song Ning knew Qiao Bo's temper, so she could only secretly release two little paper figures to help Qiao Bo reduce his burden.

The weight on his back suddenly lightened, as if it was nothing. Qiao Bo was surprised for a moment, then he couldn't help but smile.

He quietly reached out and held Song Ning's small hand, secretly pinching it a few times, expressing his emotions implicitly.

"No thanks!"

Song Ning's eyes curved, "I told you I'm very powerful! Maybe you'll need me to protect you later!"

"Then... I'll rely on you, Madam..."

There were twinkling smiles in Qiao Bo's eyes, and his tense heart instantly relaxed a lot.

"Don't worry! I've got you covered!"

Song Ning waved his hand generously, not wanting to hide his incompetence anymore, and immediately released a few little paper men to scout the way ahead.

The crowd behind was in an uproar. Although they had traveled far and wide and dug up many royal tombs, they had never seen such a method.

Professor Zhou and Zhang Tianyi looked at each other and were secretly surprised.

They originally thought highly of Song Ning, but they didn't expect her metaphysical skills to be so amazing!

"Don't worry, everyone. The little paper people are easy to get along with. They will protect us."

Seeing that everyone was slightly afraid of Song Ning, Bai Zhi immediately spoke to comfort them.

"Xiao Ning's paper figurine technique is actually a type of Qimen Dunjia, similar to the one that turns beans into soldiers... Don't be afraid..."

The ancient Chinese secret arts have always been popular among the people. After Bai Zhi's explanation, the fear in everyone's hearts was immediately relieved a little.

"Is this the art of making paper figures? The paper figures are so magical, yet they look just like real people..."

Professor Zhou rushed towards Song Ning with shining eyes, trying to pull a paper figure over to study it carefully.

Unexpectedly, the paper man turned around flexibly and avoided Professor Zhou's sneak attack in an instant.

Professor Zhou's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he could no longer suppress his curiosity.

"professor…"

Song Ning helplessly called out to Professor Zhou who was still trying to grab the paper man, and took out another small paper man from her bag and handed it to him.

"Look at this!"

In fact, the paper man is made of ordinary yellow paper, but there is an extra talisman drawn with vermilion cinnabar on the body of the paper man.

"The most important thing about the paper figurine technique is the hand gestures and oral formulas, as well as the talismans drawn on it. The rest is really nothing special..."

Since Song Ning didn't intend to hide his incompetence anymore, he took out a few more small paper figures and handed them to He Yi.

"You can control a few paper figures to look around and practice your skills..."

When Professor Zhou heard what Song Ning said, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Will he be able to do that too? Then I..."

"You can't!"

Song Ning knew what he wanted to say, which was that he also wanted to learn the paper figurine technique.

If Professor Zhou could learn, Song Ning would definitely teach him generously.

The problem is that Professor Zhou can’t learn it!

Not everyone can learn the art of making paper figures; it has a certain threshold.

The threshold is whether the body has spiritual power.

He Yi possesses spiritual powers, there is no need to say more about this.

His father, his mother, and his stepmother are all more powerful than the other, and he himself is also a natural spirit.

The only problem is that no one teaches!

Professor Zhou is different. Not only does he have no spiritual power, his physical fitness is also poor. If he fails to learn the art of paper figurines, he will be seeking death.

Song Ning felt that she couldn't harm him.

“It’s normal that I can’t learn by myself…”

Professor Zhou was quite open-minded. "If everyone could learn this kind of secret technique, how could it be on the verge of being lost?"

"If anyone can learn it, it's done!"

Seeing that he didn't worry too much about this, Song Ning couldn't help but smile.

"Although you can't learn the art of making paper figures, you can still learn the others..."

"Oh? What?"

Professor Zhou immediately became excited, and Song Ning picked up a few simple little spells and told them to Professor Zhou.

They were all simple methods, one could even say they were folk remedies, but Professor Zhou listened to them with great interest.

The master and the disciple talked as they walked, and they didn't feel tired at all.

The mountains are covered with lush forests. It is midsummer now, and the mountain roads are not only rugged, but the plants on the roadside are still lush and leafy.

It has been so difficult along the way.

Suddenly, Qiao Bo, who was walking in front of the team, made a stop gesture, and the team stopped instantly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Tianyi immediately walked over vigilantly. Just as Song Ning was about to go over, Bai Zhi grabbed her arm.

"Xiao Ning, I think we should take another route, ahead..."

Bai Zhi pointed in the direction with a pale face, "It gives me a bad feeling..."

"and…"

"Xiaobai has been particularly irritable since just now, and seems to be reluctant to move forward..."

Bai Zhi took out a little white mouse that was curled up quietly in her pocket. At this moment, the little white mouse was inexplicably irritable and kept squeaking in the direction ahead.

The little koi and the treasure-hunting mouse didn't want to move forward. There must be something strange ahead.

Maybe the group that attacked them just now was lying in ambush not far ahead...

Song Ning's face turned serious and he looked seriously at the little white fox lying on Bai Zhi's shoulder.

"Auntie Lan, please help me keep an eye on Sister Bai Zhi. I will ask Uncle Yu to make you cakes for a month, and never repeat the same ones."

"How about it?"

The little white fox yawned lazily, "Don't worry!"

She also likes the little koi, and even if Song Ning didn't say it, she wouldn't watch Bai Zhi leave.

Besides…

The little white fox glanced at Song Ning with gloating eyes. If she had it, Bai Zhi would never have it!

If a little koi can come out easily, it is no longer a little koi.

Song Ning should worry about herself!

"Then Sister Baizhi will have to trouble Aunt Lan!"

Song Ning was clearly aware of her bad luck. "Just help me take good care of Sister Bai Zhi, and I... you won't have to worry about me."

"Who's worried about you?"

Hu Shulan was stubborn and said, "Stay away from us, bad luck is coming..."

"good…"

Song Ning narrowed her eyes. With Hu Shulan taking care of Bai Zhi, she could be more relaxed...

She wanted to see what monsters were hiding ahead!

Song Ning took a step forward, and four small flags flew down to the four directions.

As soon as the small flag touched the ground, Song Ning's fingers began to change rapidly.

"Lightning Induction Technique!"

With a clear shout, the sky above suddenly darkened.

Crash!

A blinding white light suddenly split the sky and earth, and the rumbling sound of thunder could be heard faintly.

Although she didn't know what was waiting for them ahead, she could use lightning to clear a smooth path!