Chapter 67
"What should we do now?" He Man looked at Mr. Feng coldly.
Mr. Feng obviously did not expect this situation and stood there awkwardly.
Because the stone door is closed, the air in the entire hall will become thinner and thinner. If we don’t get out quickly, we will suffocate to death in there.
"Let's find the mechanism quickly and see if we can open it," said Mao Jianming.
At that moment, we were all too busy banging on the wall, searching for the switch. After a while, no one found it.
Just as we were knocking on the wall, the room shook and countless arrows shot out from the wall. I was quick-eyed and quick-handed and pushed down He Man beside me.
Looking at the accompanying personnel, many of them were pierced through by arrows.
After the rain of arrows, I hurried to look for Mao Jianming and Zhang Song. They were hiding on the opposite side and didn't seem to be injured.
Professor Wei, however, injured his leg due to human body function.
Mr. Feng was hiding under the bodies of two accompanying security personnel. Both of them were shot into hedgehogs, but he was intact.
At this moment, I felt more and more that Mr. Feng was not a human being. He actually used others as a shield.
I gestured to He Man to look at Mr. Feng, and she also frowned when she saw this scene.
There was silence for a while, the rain of arrows stopped, and we stood up nervously.
Zhang Song and Mao Jianming walked towards me involuntarily. We got in front of Professor Wei, and he grimaced and screamed in pain.
Mr. Feng pushed the corpse away and tried to come over, but I stopped him.
At this juncture, there are people like Mr. Feng who will stab you in the back at any time, so I am determined not to go with him.
Needless to say, Mao Jianming and Zhang Song always stand by me. Even He Man looks down on Mr. Feng.
So now the hall has become two small groups, one is a five-person team headed by me, and the other is Mr. Feng himself.
Mr. Feng gave a sinister smile and snorted coldly.
Then I saw him dancing there, like he was performing a shaman act.
As he moved, a cold aura emanated.
He Man suddenly pulled my hand, pointed to the ground, and said fearfully, "It's moving!"
I looked where she was pointing, and the man who had been shot to death actually moved his head.
As Mr. Feng jumped, all the corpses began to move on the ground.
At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out and a bloody hole appeared in Mr. Feng's head.
I know it must be Zhang Song without having to guess.
After being shot, Mr. Feng looked at Zhang Song with his eyes as big as copper bells.
"Bang." Another bullet hit his chest and Mr. Feng fell to the ground.
He just died like that.
But the corpses came back to life.
They started to attack us.
Zhang Song looked at me and said, "Mr. Feng, I've taken care of it. Now it's up to you."
He Man looked at Zhang Song in surprise, not understanding why he said "rely on me", as she didn't know my abilities yet.
"South Pole Fire Bell, Gold Fire Heavenly Ding. With a single thought, the spirit takes form."
I summoned the fire bell, and the black flames illuminated the entire room strangely. The eternal lamps became dim for a moment and then went out.
I directed the flames at the corpses that had come back to life, and they burned instantly. A shrill cry from their souls filled the entire hall.
He Man and Professor Wei looked at this scene in surprise, which was obviously beyond their comprehension.
When the flames died down, all the bodies fell to the ground.
We all turned on our flashlights. These were military flashlights prepared by He Man, and they came in handy.
"Sister Man, why would you look for someone like Mr. Feng?" I asked.
It can be said that everything I encountered since I came here was thanks to Mr. Feng.
"He is a consultant for our Hongming Group. As you know, Feng Shui is very popular in Hong Kong. Mr. Feng is very skilled, but I don't know how it turned out like this," said He Man.
I can be the Feng Shui consultant of Hongming Group, so I must have the level. But in my eyes, Mr. Feng seems like a tomb robber who specializes in the business of the dead. He does not have the demeanor of a Feng Shui master at all.
"By the way, what was that black bell in your hand just now?" He Man said.
"The Art of Fire Bell, it's the Art of Fire Bell. I didn't expect the legend to be true!" Professor Wei said hysterically.
I didn't expect Professor Wei to recognize my magic, so I quickly asked him, "How do you know it?"
I looked at Professor Wei and saw that his leg was still bleeding. I took the medical bags carried by the accompanying personnel off their bodies and prepared to bandage him.
Professor Wei said excitedly, "This all started with my teacher. When I was a student, he told me that in ancient times, there was a place called Guiyu District. The people there were surnamed Gui. They were famous doctors around the Yellow Emperor and were skilled in the art of the five elements. Back then, the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou. Chiyou was skilled in sorcery and could bring the dead back to life. He continued to fight, causing great trouble for the Yellow Emperor."
The Ghost Clan's leader, skilled in exorcism, was a perfect match for Chiyou, playing a crucial role in that battle. After the Yellow Emperor defeated Chiyou, the soldiers accompanying him, traumatized by the battle, collaborated with the Ghost Clan leader to write the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon. Legend has it that before his death, the Ghost Clan leader also wrote the Yin Fu Lu, which documented a spell known as the Fire Bell Technique.
But the Fire Bell Technique is different from what you just used. According to my teacher, the Fire Bell used by the person he met that year was not black, but whitish."
When I heard Professor Wei say this, I was very excited. I didn't expect that his teacher had actually met someone from our ghost clan.
"Where did your teacher meet that person?" I asked hurriedly.
"He only said it was in Yunnan, but I don't know exactly where. Little girl, was that the legendary Fire Bell Technique you just used?"
"Yes, it is the Fire Bell Technique. May I ask, Professor, where is your teacher now?"
"He died a long time ago," said Professor Wei.
When I heard the news, my hopes were dashed and I felt heavy in my heart.
Mao Jianming saw that I was in a low mood and said, "Our goal now is to find a way out first. Otherwise, even if you know the whereabouts of Grandpa, what will happen?"
His words woke me up. That's right, we have to get out first, otherwise everything will be in vain. I can't die now. I still have to find my parents and grandfather. I must get out alive!
I helped Professor Wei bandage his wound, stood up, and slowly walked to the middle of the hall, looking at the entire hall.
Whether outside or after entering, metaphors of heaven and earth appear, indicating that the design here must be related to heaven and earth.
We found the entrance using the directions of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Kun. Once inside, the entrance was blocked, revealing a small universe where the sky was round and the earth was square. I looked at the murals around me; each one was vivid, depicting people engaged in farming.
Wait, I think I found something.
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