Chapter 165 How much evil has Lin Lan committed?

The three of them looked over when they heard the sound, and saw Fu Jiuhuai and Ning Qinghe standing not far away, looking at them with a smile.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, why are you here too?"

Jia Luo was surprised and happy, and ran towards them with his short legs. Wan Yan and Wen Lingyue also hurried to follow.

Fu Jiu smiled and picked up Jia Luo. He spun her in the air before putting her down. He said lovingly, "Junior sister, we received news that you were coming to this holy mountain. How could we be at ease? Of course, we have to come to help you."

Ning Qinghe walked forward and gently touched Jialuo's head, his eyes concerned: "Luluo, you said you would come to see me when you came back from western Sichuan. If you don't come to see me, I will come to see you. Hey, we have been rushing these two days, for fear that we will be late."

Jia Luo's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded vigorously: "Second Brother, Third Brother, it's great to see you!"

Wan Yan walked forward, exchanged glances with the two brothers, and patted them on the shoulders: "With your help, our chances of winning this time are a little better."

At this moment, another voice came from behind: "Lolo!"

Jia Luo and the others turned around and saw Shi Mo, whose face was pale, and Zhao Lin walking towards them step by step.

"Brother Shimo, Uncle Zhao, why are you here?" Jialuo ran over hurriedly, his eyes full of worry.

Shi Mo panted slightly and gently touched Jia Luo's head: "Lolo, I promised the Minister that if one day you need us, our Shi family will stand behind you without hesitation. Look, the people I brought here are all masters of our Shi family!"

Zhao Lin chuckled twice and said in a deep voice: "Luo Luo, the minister has been very kind to me. Now that he is in trouble, I will definitely come to save him."

Jia Luo was deeply moved, and his eyes became redder.

Wan Yan frowned and stepped forward: "Shi Mo, your body..."

Shi Mo waved his hand and interrupted him: "Don't be so fussy, I'm not that fragile. One more person means more strength. Let's quickly find a way to save people on the mountain."

Seeing how persistent he was, the people stopped trying to persuade him.

Jia Luo walked up to Wen Lingyue, hugged his waist, and said with red eyes: "Dad, wait for me. If I can't come back, don't be sad!"

Wen Lingyue gently stroked her hair and said with a smile: "Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? How come you can't come back?"

But Jia Luo still held him tightly, as if she wanted to draw all her courage from him. After a long while, she let go of his hand and turned to look at everyone.

At this moment, her small figure at the foot of the holy mountain looked particularly resolute, with a resolute look in her eyes: "Let's go, let's set off!"

Then he turned around and waved his hand at Wen Lingyue: "Dad, wait for me, you must wait for me!"

Wen Lingyue's eyes were red, and he nodded vigorously, his voice choking a little: "Lolo, Dad will definitely wait for you, you must be careful."

Just as everyone was about to step up the mountain, they suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound warily, and saw Wen Zhi, with his clothes slightly disheveled and his hair soaked with sweat, running towards them hurriedly.

"Junior Brother!" Jia Luo's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.

Wen Zhi took a few steps to the front of the group, breathing heavily, with a look of anxiety on his face: "It was almost wrong."

"Wen Zhi, you're still alive, that's great!" A glimmer of surprise flashed across Shi Mo's eyes, his voice a little hoarse due to weakness, but it could not hide the excitement in it.

"When Luo Luo said that he couldn't contact you, I thought, I thought... I thought something happened to you."

Wen Zhi patted Shi Mo's shoulder heavily and grinned, "I'm very lucky. I'll explain the details to you after we get down the mountain. Let's go up the mountain first. This mountain is very strange. I went up several times in the past few days, but after walking for a while, I got stuck in circles and couldn't go up anymore."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look solemn.

Wan Yan frowned and asked, "Xiao Zhi, this mountain is so strange, have you found any clues?"

Wen Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head slightly: "Every time I walked to a place, the surrounding scenery became blurry and I lost my sense of direction. The fog became thicker and thicker, as if something was bothering me. I tried many methods, even relying on spiritual power to mark the path, but it was still in vain."

"I think there should be a formation, Fourth Brother, you know, I'm not good at formation, so I never got up!"

Jia Luo clenched his fists and said in a baby voice, "Whatever the formation is, we'll know when we go and take a look."

As they talked, they all went up the mountain together.

As soon as I stepped into the forest, a rotten and damp smell hit me in the face. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the sound of people's footsteps echoing in the forest.

Not long after walking, strange things began to happen one after another.

The road ahead is apparently flat and unobstructed, but everyone's footsteps seem to be pulled by an invisible force, becoming heavy and slow, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Wan Yan's eyes dimmed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Everyone be careful!"

As he spoke, he quickly formed seals with his hands, and a faint spiritual light overflowed from his palms, trying to dispel this strange binding force.

Jia Luo quickly made a gesture and threw out a talisman, which instantly emitted a golden light in the air. The light spread in all directions like a flexible silk thread.

As the light spread, the invisible pulling force around everyone seemed to weaken a little, and their feet became a little lighter.

However, this moment of relief did not last long.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, an eerie whooshing sound suddenly came from all around, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, which was creepy.

Then, dark shadows quickly emerged from the depths of the woods and surrounded everyone in the blink of an eye.

When everyone looked closely, they found that they were a group of puppet ghosts.

These puppet ghosts had erratic figures, distorted faces, empty eye sockets that shone with a cold and eerie light, and their mouths emitted constant, hair-raising roars.

A strong stench of decay emanated from their bodies, and their limbs moved stiffly yet extremely rapidly. Some of them waved rusty iron chains that cut through the air, making a whirring sound.

"With so many puppet ghosts, how much sin has Lin Lan committed?" Jia Luo gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anger.

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, took out a handful of talismans again and threw them at the puppet ghosts. The talismans fluttered in the air, and Jia Luo muttered something. In an instant, the talismans emitted a dazzling light and turned into sharp runes, whizzing towards the group of puppet ghosts.

The moment the rune touched the puppet ghosts, there was a crackling sound, which actually shattered the puppet ghosts into pieces, turning them into strange black smoke that dissipated in the air.

I don't know how long it took, but with everyone's concerted efforts, the number of puppet ghosts gradually decreased, and their offensive power became weaker and weaker.

But everyone did not dare to slack off, knowing that there were many dangers on this holy mountain, and this was just the beginning.

As the last puppet ghost was destroyed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently, and the surrounding trees seemed to be pulled by a huge force. They were uprooted one after another and fell towards everyone.