Of course, Leng Ling'er also knew that the pills were refined for Ding Fan, and she was just taking advantage of them.
After returning to the room and taking two Recovery Pills at once, Ding Fan felt extremely luxurious.
"Ling'er, I was too reckless today and almost hurt you. Even the pill refining has to be done by you." Ding Fan said sincerely.
"Others are fine, but Fu Dongyang's body is really disgusting. From the moment of the invasion, I was ready to retreat at any time." Leng Ling'er sighed, "Oh, my life is really miserable.
It's not like you, everyone is surrounding you."
"Haha, of course I can't let everyone down. Ling'er, I have an idea."
you?
Leng Ling'er was shocked and complained: "You were almost injured today, and you are thinking about going to the ghost land again!"
Minds think alike.
Yes, Ding Fan's plan is to go to the ghost land again.
Jin Wuwei was transformed into a puppet in just a few days, and Fu Dongyang had a teleportation talisman in his hand. All the secrets could no longer be explained by the laws of the world.
The answer will definitely be found in the mysterious ghost realm!
"Even for you, I can't remain passive." Ding Fan said firmly.
"You have to rest for a few days before going." Leng Ling'er said distressedly.
"Fu Dongyang has been abandoned a long time ago, but the organization behind him will definitely be alarmed. The sooner we act, the better." Ding Fan smiled and comforted: "Besides, I was not injured."
"Okay, how long will it take?"
"Five hours!"
Leng Ling'er had no choice but to wait until she finished refining the Recovery Pill, so she wouldn't have to rest tonight.
Late at night, after setting several alarm clocks for five hours, Ding Fan decisively opened the Ghost Manual, stared at it intently for a moment, and then entered the ghost realm.
It was still the same desolate land, and the feeling of helplessness and despair came to my face. Leng Ling'er quickly said: "Xiaofan, try to reverse the meridians!"
As he was told, the aura of strangers disappeared, and Ding Fan became more autonomous. He took steps forward, drifted quickly, and soon came to the dark door.
The floating crimson lines form two words, ghost realm.
The door was opened as usual, and it was dark and lightless inside. He felt the familiar huge gravity, but Ding Fan remained motionless, standing proudly in front of the ghost door with his hands behind his back.
"Haha, the Restoration Pill is so useful, Xiaofan, you can freely stay in the ghost realm." Leng Ling'er was very excited.
"If you want to understand the Ghost Realm Scripture, you must pass through this gate."
Stepping into the ghost gate and walking on the road paved with irregular bluestones, Ding Fan could still control his actions, and even had a sense of down-to-earth under his feet that was particularly precious here.
The original feeling of stalemate and difficulty was gone. Ding Fan walked forward quickly, ignoring the road signs, and came directly to the Ghost Mist Forest.
The number of ghosts gradually increased, but they were not attracted by the aura of strangers. Ding Fan did not receive any interference and moved very quickly.
The sprinkled glutinous rice is still there, forming a winding strip of light spots, which can help Ding Fan not get lost in the ghost forest.
This time, he wanted to go further. Ding Fan walked quickly while still scattering new glutinous rice as he walked.
Seeing the forest hut again, Ling Aotian was trapped inside by the soul-sealing formation.
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss Xiaotian a little bit." Leng Ling'er said with emotion.
"Once the secret here is cracked, we can take Xiaotian out." Ding Fan said.
Well, Leng Ling'er responded, but did not bring up the idea of going to see Ling Aotian. Ding Fan usually comes to the Ghost Domain during the day, or at noon when the Yang energy is at its strongest.
I came late at night this time and I didn’t know what kind of situation I would encounter. Any further delay would be of no benefit to anyone.
Whoosh!
A lonely soul floated past, and Ding Fan subconsciously stopped, shocked.
An extremely ordinary ghost, but a familiar ghost.
Qian Liben!
The village director of Lanhe Village died because of a life loan.
As if Ding Fan felt a little familiar, Qian Liben slowly turned around again, lowered his hands in front of him, and looked at Ding Fan intently.
Qian Liben died in a car accident. He had a big black hole in his forehead, one shoulder was loose and drooping, and there was brown blood that had not solidified and was fluttering around as he moved.
The ghost forest is a strange place that makes people's brains quickly recall many things. At that time, Qian Liben suddenly rushed out of the office, ran towards the busy road, and took the initiative to end his life.
"Xiao Fan, did he recognize you? Let me go out and kill him!" Leng Ling'er said coldly.
"No, his spiritual power is not activated, he is just a puppet absorbing Yin Qi. There is no need to worry about leaking secrets." Ding Fan did not agree.
In fact, the ghosts here are basically like this, very low-level existences.
"Greed is the root of all evil, and so is greed for fame and fortune." Leng Ling'er snorted coldly.
Ding Fan ignored Qian Liben's gaze and continued to walk forward. Looking back, Qian Liben was still standing in the same place, as if there was still a shadow in his incomplete memory standing opposite.
For what seemed like a century, Ding Fan walked through the woods. When his movements became mechanical, he left a grain of glutinous rice to remember the way he came.
finally!
Ding Fan walked out of the Ghostly Mist Forest!
Ahead is a prairie, green in color, with upright roots, but no matter how you look at it, you feel that the grass is not alive at all. Your eyesight has become better here, and you can see farther and clearer, even if you step on the grass.
Some of the green grass roots that were brought out can be seen.
A khaki road stretched into the distance. Ding Fan stepped onto this road without hesitation and moved forward quickly.
The stagnant years and endless running have a huge psychological impact on people.
The feeling of loneliness comes slowly, which is generated by the long action. "Ling'er, thank you very much for being with me. Otherwise, I would not have gone this far in the ghost world."
"Xiaofan, you have told me this ten times." Leng Ling'er complained, and then reminded: "Always remember that your biggest enemy is yourself, don't sink."
After taking a shot of chicken blood, Ding Fan cheered up, put all negative emotions behind him, and flew forward.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Ding Fan suddenly discovered that there was another road sign ahead, which also suddenly appeared.
On the dark sign, there were strange words formed in the shape of pale bones. He couldn't understand it, so Ding Fan quickly wrote down the content and kept it for later analysis.
Thinking of Ling Aotian's words, Ding Fan guessed that this should be the Soul Condensing Valley.
Leng Ling'er also thought of this and frowned: "Xiaofan, if this is the Soul Condensing Valley, then it is one step closer to the Ghost King's Palace in the center of the ghost realm."
This mysterious area located at the junction of yin and yang, the center of the ghost realm is a key to unlocking the mystery.
"Linger, listen, is there the sound of water flowing?" Ding Fan listened carefully.
"It seems like behind that high mountain." Leng Ling'er analyzed.
In front of you, there is a towering mountain peak reaching into the clouds. It is too high to reach the top. It is covered with green grass and there is not a single tree in sight.