Chapter 1618 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 28
Song Jinhuan eventually left the house with Lao Yu.
Guided by the faint aura of the tracking talisman, they traversed hill after hill and forest after forest.
"I didn't expect the demon to be so fast!"
Song Jinhuan, riding on Lao Yu's shoulders, was annoyed by the long journey and the rugged path.
Old Yu, without blushing or panting, sensed the anger above and his heart skipped a beat. He turned his head to the left and quickly glanced over.
Hmm... I can only see her chin.
"Actually, it could go a little faster, but it would be bumpy."
His strength is by no means limited to this.
A huge figure moved through the forest, and the wind blowing in his face made Song Jinhuan unable to open his eyes.
But it's much faster than if she did it alone.
When he heard that it could be even faster, Song Jinhuan's eyes lit up.
It's just a bit more bumpy.
Those children can't be delayed.
The sooner we find it, the sooner we can have peace of mind!
Without even thinking for a moment, Song Jinhuan patted his fluffy head and said, "Then hurry up."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and charged forward with all his might.
Due to inertia, Song Jinhuan's upper body swayed violently, and she subconsciously hugged the head in front of her.
So, two hands appeared on Lao Yu's face, clinging tightly to it.
The heat from his palms, far exceeding his body temperature, flowed continuously through his face.
For Lao Yu, who was suffering from hypothermia, it was like a seed planted inside him, giving rise to new desires.
He wanted to become a human.
Like her, a person with a pulse, body temperature, and heartbeat.
After an incense stick had burned, the aura of the tracking talisman became increasingly obvious.
Song Jinhuan got off Lao Yu's shoulder, and her legs felt a little weak when she landed.
Old Yu promptly extended his arm.
Song Jinhuan then regained his balance.
Following the scent for about a hundred meters, they saw a courtyard surrounded by high walls.
Compared to the aura on the tracking talisman, the evil energy condensed within it washed over Song Jinhuan's senses first.
My heart is racing.
My hands and feet are cold.
The unease that only comes when escaping comes.
In the past, Song Jinhuan would have definitely turned and run away.
But now!
Haha, she's the female lead!
Even if Lao Yu were to die again, it wouldn't be her turn.
Force yourself to calm down.
Song Jinhuan took out a compass from his cloth bag, and the pointer spun wildly and erratically, clockwise and counterclockwise.
She walked around the wall, and when the pointer suddenly stopped, she glanced at Lao Yu.
Old Yu understood, his knees sank down, a climbing force came from his back, and then a weight came from his shoulders.
Song Jinhuan's feet were placed on top, his ankles were held in his large hands, and he exerted a slight upward force.
Her body slid upwards with the force, and with a light and agile figure, she somersaulted over the high wall and landed steadily.
However, a short while later, Lao Yu also climbed over the wall.
The surrounding area is safe for the time being.
"The Demon Lord is mighty; his conquest of the mortal realm is just around the corner!"
A deafening chorus of shouts suddenly came repeatedly from the west.
Song Jinhuan perked up and gestured to Lao Yu.
Prior to this, the two had exchanged gestures to convey their meanings, so that they could still communicate even when it was inconvenient to speak.
Old Yu understood.
So Song Jinhuan tiptoed westward.
Behind her, a figure even larger than her followed, hunching over and acting cautiously.
Brown pupils were intently fixed on the young Taoist priest in front of him.
A strange feeling stirred within the man, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
It seems he's quite adept at observing young Taoist priests.
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