She looked at Mo Chuan, then lowered her head to look at the hair string on her wrist, and asked in confusion: "But didn't you say that this is just a Gu bell for communication, and it won't work if the distance is far? Then what's the point of me wearing it?"

Later, Lin Wu still has to go look for those archaeological team members. He doesn’t know what kind of danger he will encounter. Maybe it is related to magic.

In this situation, if there was an extra way to ensure safety, she was not crazy and would of course be happy to accept it, and then go back and pass it on to Bai Jing.

After all, she is a Xuanshi and Bai Jing is not. It is inevitable that she lacks some self-protection power in the current situation, and this thing is exactly what she needs.

But the problem is, this thing doesn’t work!

Mo Chuan glanced at Lin Wu, and Lin Wu inexplicably saw a bit of disgust, headache and helplessness in that glance at her stupidity.

"You must think your master is so bored that you would hang so many useless Gu bells on your hair?"

Lin Wu understood: "This is the advanced version of the Gu Ling. It is different from the ordinary version. It is not limited by distance, right?"

After a pause, Lin Wu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then in the morning, Master...why didn't you use this? And you told me that you couldn't contact the leader of Gugui Village to come back? Did you do it on purpose?"

Given this man's criminal record, Lin Wu felt...it was very likely.

Since there was this thing that could contact those people in Gugui Village, why didn't she use it at that time? ? If she used it, she would just spend more time to follow them to Gugui Village, and then find a way to go back to Zhangjia Village through Jiuhe Village.

Although the process was a bit troublesome, at least Mo Chuan didn't have to use magic when his injuries were not healed, which could avoid affecting his recovery, and she wouldn't owe him a bigger favor.

“………”

Mo Chuan choked and tapped Lin Wu's forehead with his fingers, then spoke amid her cries of pain.

"You are not very skilled, but you have a lot of random thoughts. A Gu bell is a Gu bell. It is made of the same kind of Gu insect. How can there be any difference? Compared to this, why don't you think this bell is different from the Gu bell I showed you during the day?"

Lin Wu was stunned and subconsciously looked down again.

The bell on the wrist is equally small. It is silver in color, and there seems to be some ancient and special engraved patterns on the surface. It hangs there quietly, making it look particularly delicate and mysterious.

Mochuan's chilly voice followed.

"Master is not ill, why would I wear a lot of Gu bells on my forehead? Of course, it's because the bells on my body are different. And this is a tomb bell, a magical instrument made with Master's blood and ten...secret methods. If you are in danger while wearing it, it will protect you. Master will also know because of it and rush to find you in time."

"really?"

Unlike what Mochuan said, Lin Wu himself couldn't figure out what was going on and looked at Mochuan with some suspicion.

“………”

Mo Chuan sighed softly and said patiently, "Seriously. Wear it well and don't take it off."

Then this is indeed a good thing, she will let Bai Jing put it on when she returns.

Lin Wu bowed earnestly to express his gratitude.

Mo Chuan waved his hand, "Okay, let's go."

Lin Wu turned around and went back to the room to get her bag. After coming out, she said goodbye to Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan was a little worried, and finally reminded Lin Wu again to make sure to wear his hairpin properly.

Lin Wu waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

She would never let Bai Jing take it off.

When Lin Wu stepped over the crack, Mo Chuan's throat suddenly tightened. He didn't look at Lin Wu any more, and immediately waved his hand to close the crack and erase the magic.

The next moment, Mo Chuan fell down on the table, supported his body with one hand on the table, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

As his breathing suddenly became rapid, Mo Chuan's calm black eyes gradually turned red, and he became full of hostility.

After a long time, the dangerous aura surging around Mochuan was finally suppressed. When he opened his eyes again, his eye color returned to normal.

“Given my current condition, I won’t be able to suppress my injuries after I remove the seal on that place…” Mochuan frowned.

If that's the case, he has to go back and recuperate.

But there is still...

Mo Chuan raised his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the air, and murmured, "I wonder if my little disciple is willing to go back to the Thirteen Ridge with me..."

…

The other side.

Lin Wu had just landed and wanted to look back at Mochuan, but when he turned around, he saw that the crack had closed.

There was not a trace of magic in the air, and it disappeared quickly.

"What the hell?" Lin Wu muttered, "It was you who insisted on taking me in as your apprentice, but you disappeared faster than me. If someone didn't know, they would think you hated me so much that you didn't want to see me again."

This made Lin Wu a little suspicious. Was the person who had insisted on accepting him as a disciple really Mo Chuan himself? Glancing at the hair string on his wrist, Lin Wu shook his head and turned to walk in the direction Mo Chuan mentioned.

Lin Wu didn't have a usable compass at the moment, his cell phone was out of battery, and he couldn't look at the electronic satellite map, so he didn't know where he was exactly.

Fortunately, what Mo Chuan said was true. After walking for about twenty minutes, Lin Wu really saw the village monument of Zhangjia Village!

She immediately quickened her pace.

It was late at night and the village was quiet and deserted. Lin Wu didn't see anyone after entering Zhangjia Village.

Following the route in his memory, although Lin Wu walked quickly, it still took him more than half an hour to finally reach the B&B where he had stayed previously.

But Lin Wu found something wrong.

There are many cars parked outside the B&B, and all the license plates are from other places, indicating that many people from other places have come.

It was late at night and everyone was asleep, but the first floor of the homestay was brightly lit. There were vaguely a lot of people walking around, and the noise and voices were quite loud, so it was actually quite lively.

Lin Wu rummaged through his bag but couldn't find a mask, so he just turned up his collar to barely cover the lower half of his face.

When we entered the B&B, we saw six or seven people sitting in the lobby, looking exhausted and like they had just arrived. The staff were busy serving them food.

There were several large black bags neatly arranged on the open space next to them, obviously containing important equipment.

Because those people were talking, Lin Wu came in low-key, and she was wearing local clothes, so no one paid attention to her. The staff just glanced at her, and seeing that she was familiar with the place, they hurriedly left to do their work.

Lin Wu went straight up the stairs and stopped at the corner.

There was a hall on the side of the stairs. The voices of the people sitting there came into Lin Wu's ears intermittently. The word Lin Wu heard most clearly was "archaeological team".

Is this the rescue requested by the archaeological team?

Lin Wu glanced at it and went upstairs thoughtfully.

There were people walking around in the corridor on the second floor, in groups of three or four, smoking and chatting outside the door, but they looked more like they were standing guard, and they had weapons hidden on them.

Lin Wu frowned, tilted his head slightly to look outside, and found that there were also some on the corridor on the third floor.

A quick glance at all of them showed that they were obviously not the same group, probably... three parties.

It's only been a short time, are there so many people here? (End of this chapter)