Once everything was ready, 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 instruments were all carefully placed in the car, waiting to be taken away when he came.
Qiao Bo and his men only picked out the necessary supplies, tents and some outdoor equipment. Even so, each person had to carry more than 20 kilograms of weight.
The things that were given to Song Ning were directly carried on Qiao Bo's back with an attitude that did not allow them to be refused.
Including the weight on his body, his weight now exceeded fifty kilograms.
This kind of load is fine for short distances, but it will be 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 became lighter, 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 little hand, secretly pinching it a few times, expressing his emotions implicitly.
"You're welcome!"
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..."
A smile flashed 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, and directly released a few small paper people 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, secretly surprised.
They already had a high opinion 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.
"The paper figurine technique that Xiao Ning uses is actually a type of Qimen Dunjia, similar to the one where beans turn 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 alleviated.
"Is this the art of making paper figures? The paper figures are surprisingly so magical, yet they look just like real people..."
Professor Zhou rushed to Song Ning with shining eyes, trying to pull over a paper figure 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 a talisman drawn with vermilion cinnabar on the body of the paper man.
"The most important things about paper figurine art are the hand gestures and oral formulas, as well as the talismans painted on it. The rest is really nothing special..."
Since Song Ning didn't intend to hide her incompetence, she took out a few more small paper figures and handed them to He Yi.
"Control a few of the little paper figures and observe the surroundings, and practice your skills..."
When Professor Zhou heard Song Ning's words, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"Can he do it too? Then I..."
"You're not!"
Song Ning knew what he wanted to say, which was that he also wanted to learn the paper figurine technique.
If Professor Zhou is able to learn, Song Ning will definitely teach him without hesitation.
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 power, there is no need to say more.
His father, mother, and stepmother are all more powerful than the other, so he is naturally a natural spiritual being.
The only problem is that there is no one to teach us!
Professor Zhou is different. Not only does he have no spiritual power, his physical fitness is also not good. If he rashly learns the art of making paper figures, he will be seeking death.
Song Ning naturally couldn't harm him.
“It’s normal that I can’t learn nature…”
Professor Zhou was quite open-minded. "If this kind of secret technique is accessible to everyone, how could it be on the verge of being lost?"
"As long as someone can learn it!"
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 paper figurines, you can still learn other things..."
"Oh? What?"
Professor Zhou immediately became excited, and Song Ning picked up a few simple spells and told them to Professor Zhou.
They were all simple methods, even folk remedies, but Professor Zhou listened with great interest.
The master and the disciple talked as they went along, 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 also lush and leafy.
It was so difficult to get here all the way.
Suddenly, Qiao Bo, who was at the front of the team, made a stop gesture, and the team stopped instantly.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Tianyi immediately leaned over alertly, but just as Song Ning was about to lean over, Bai Zhi grabbed her arm.
"Xiao Ning, I think we should change the route. In front..."
Bai Zhi pointed in the direction with a pale face, "This gives me a bad feeling..."
"and…"
"Xiaobai has been particularly irritable since a while ago, and seems to be reluctant to move forward..."
Baizhi took out the little white mouse that had been quietly curled up in her pocket. At this time, the little white mouse was inexplicably irritable and kept squeaking in front of it.
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 is lying in ambush not far ahead...
Song Ning's face turned serious and she looked seriously at the little white fox lying on Bai Zhi's shoulder.
"Auntie Lan, please keep an eye on Sister Baizhi for me. I'll ask Uncle Yu to make you a month's worth of cakes, with different ones every time."
"How about it?"
The little white fox snorted lazily, "Don't worry!"
She also likes the little koi. Even if Song Ning didn't say it, she wouldn't watch Bai Zhi go away.
Besides...
The little white fox glanced at Song Ning with a gloating look. If she had it, Bai Zhi would not have it!
If a little koi can escape 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 don't have to worry."
"Who's worried about you?"
Hu Shulan was stubborn and said, "Stay away from us, or you'll be plagued by bad luck..."
"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 fell to the four directions.
As soon as the small flag touched the ground, Song Ning's fingers began to move rapidly.
"Lightning Induction Technique!"
With a clear shout, the sky above suddenly darkened.
Crash!
A dazzling 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 thunder to clear a smooth path!
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