The lightning in the sky suddenly disappeared. Ding Fan felt that his body relaxed and the pressure was reduced by half.
At this time, Wu Yahuan and Chi Li had just finished measuring the circumference. When they looked up, they also found that the lightning was gone. They asked in surprise: "Xiaofan, why has the scenery in the sky changed?"
"It's nothing, the pattern we used to create the lightning illusion was destroyed." Ding Fan didn't tell the truth this time. There must be a good treasure hidden in the three-dimensional triangle. There is only one key, but Wu Yahuan can't let Wu Yahuan miss it.
"Can you remove the sea water? I'm always worried that I will fall into the abyss." Wu Yahuan said.
"Yes, I was busy at work. When I suddenly remembered that I was in the sea, I was shocked." Chi Lihan said with a face.
"It's a joke!"
Ding Fan jumped off the ladder. He had already felt that whether it was the illusion of sea water or the illusion of dark clouds, they were all constructed from the huge runes on the ground.
The ladder belonged to Wu Yahuan and Chi Li. It was not a perfect hemisphere and the height had to be measured. The two rushed to work and after a fist fight, they finally decided to win two out of three games. Chi Li won and happily climbed up the ladder and left.
The sea water.
Ding Fan searched the ground carefully. In the past few days, his Dharma Eyes had been severely depleted. He even wiped the Qiming Ointment every night but it didn't replenish it. He was really worried that it would fade away and turn into a spiritual eye.
Finally, Ding Fan discovered a hidden ravine on the ground, which was as thin as a hair and actually filled with a powdery substance.
The smell of the powder is like sandalwood, if there is any, it feels very familiar!
This is the material used for the runes on the walls of the entryway!
Ding Fan felt so happy that he hurriedly took out a small glass bottle and a thin silver needle, squatted down, and collected these materials patiently and meticulously.
Soon, the sea and sky disappeared, and the tomb became pitch black again!
Wu Yahuan and Chi Li had finished their work, but they saw that Ding Fan was still scratching and pulling things on the ground with his butt stuck out, his expression extremely focused, as if he had forgotten about them.
"It's so dark, can you see clearly?" Chi Li asked in a low voice.
Wu Yahuan made a gesture of hissing at her, and the two quietly walked to the next tomb, deciding to finish the work in advance. However, when they saw the situation inside, they were shocked and stepped back.
"Xiaofan, there is someone inside!" Chi Li couldn't hold back and exclaimed.
"No one, hallucination, please wait for me for a while." Ding Fan replied without raising his head. There is absolutely no one here, not even ghosts.
Even if there is a ghost, the fourth-level spirit ghost from before will regard it as a delicious meal and eat it all.
The two women did not dare to act rashly and were afraid of disturbing Ding Fan, so they retreated to the previous tomb chamber, lit their headlamps, and leaned against the wall to chat and relieve their boredom.
"There are really people there!" Chi Li said again.
"Xiaofan said no, it means no." Wu Yahuan said firmly.
"Hey, you are really Xiaofan's biggest fan." Chi Li pushed Wu Yahuan.
"Dirty, don't touch me." Wu Yahuan frowned and said, "Fucking with you makes me feel like I have become Xiaofan's bodyguard, and my price has dropped!"
"Hey, I thought I had become a millionaire by hanging out with Huanhuan!" Chi Li said shamelessly.
Wu Yahuan chuckled and asked Chi Li what Ding Fan did after work. Chi Li didn't hide anything. She stayed in the office most of the time and emphasized that she rarely went to the fashion department.
Chi Li also said that in her opinion, Ding Fan just likes to joke, he doesn't behave frivolously on weekdays, and he doesn't show the slightest interest in the models.
Wu Yahuan nodded while listening, and asked about the female employees in the office.
Chi Li patted her chest and assured that those women were either older or engaged, while Xiaofan was the closest to her and kept a distance from others.
"Huanhuan, be more confident." Chi Li smiled evilly.
"I'm just bored!" Of course Wu Yahuan refused to admit it, and said proudly, "I know best who Xiaofan is, not to mention that he went down the mountain under the orders of his master."
"Don't be too happy too early, there is another person who is a dangerous person." Chi Li reminded mysteriously.
Wu Yahuan's face was gloomy and he said displeasedly, "Under the guise of taking in Xiaofan, you let him work for you. How hypocritical!"
Huh? Chi Li was stunned and scratched her head, as if they were not talking about the same person! Wu Yahuan regarded Bai Yifei as an imaginary enemy, but Chi Li always felt that the relationship between Cai Cai and Ding Fan was a bit inexplicable.
Forget it, change the topic!
Chi Li asked Wu Yahuan again how she should spend so much money, let alone speculate, Wu Yahuan simply ignored her!
It took a full hour for Ding Fan to complete the collection. He had almost a small bottle, and he was so happy that he turned over a dozen somersaults in the tomb.
These materials must not be underestimated. Used to draw runes, Ding Fan can build a small detention-type magic circle. Level four spirit ghosts are trapped in it and have difficulty escaping.
The laughter of the two women could be vaguely heard. Ding Fan did not go out to join them, but came to the fifth tomb alone, the female dormitory in Xuanwu Qisu.
The majesty rushed towards him like a tidal wave. Ding Fan couldn't help but take a few steps back. This tomb was actually a place where a monk like him could not set foot!
Under his eyes, the entire tomb chamber appeared in a perfect circle, with rising clouds and mist surrounding the green hills on the ground.
On the surrounding walls, according to the positions of the twelve earthly branches, stood a phantom woman. She was extremely beautiful and gorgeously dressed in different colors. She often made enchanting dancing movements, and phantoms rippled out from the corners of her skirts.
The scene above the head is actually the same as the scene below, but just the opposite. It is like a huge mirror, faithfully reflecting the bottom, as if there are inverted mountains above the head, which can be smashed down at any time.
Ding Fan still released Leng Ling'er. Feeling the scene in front of him, Leng Ling'er also let out a cry of surprise and hid behind Ding Fan.
"Ling'er, don't hide, help me see how to break the restrictions here." Ding Fan said.
Leng Ling'er poked her head out from Ding Fan's shoulder. She looked like a naughty girl playing hide-and-seek with her beloved man, which made Ding Fan laugh.
As the leader of a party, Leng Ling'er is a hundred years old, but her character and mind are not much better than those of a young girl.
The reason is also very simple. Mortals have aged for hundreds of years, not only their bodies but also their minds. But Leng Ling'er has been practicing in seclusion for at least eighty years. To her, time is just a number, and the worldly things she has experienced are not.
many.
Leng Ling'er's sudden appearance made Wu Yahuan and Chi Li, who were waiting outside, tremble again. They huddled together pitifully. Chi Li trembled with her lips and said, "I just said, there is someone inside! No, it's a ghost!"
"Stop talking, I scared you to death." Wu Yahuan complained.
At this time, Leng Ling'er was discussing with Ding Fan how to break the restriction, "Xiao Fan, you are surrounded by the images of the Twelve Streams Girl in the Sky, and below you are Wu Mountain."
"I know they are the Twelve River Girls, how come their images appear here?" Ding Fan inquired.
"I think what the fourth-level spirit ghost said may be true. The female slayer was once buried in this demon tomb. Otherwise, there would be no need to use the Twelve River Girls to seal it." Leng Ling'er analyzed with a trembling voice.