If they hadn't observed clearly, they wouldn't have dared to attack Luo Zheng even if they had a hundred courages.
Ordinary Yang Hun's soul attack can hardly cause substantial damage to Luo Zheng. Such behavior is no different from seeking death.
"It's okay," Luo Zheng shook his head, he believed what the other party said.
"Click, click..."
At this time, the two armors in the basement slowly climbed to the entrance.
After finally escaping from the basement and ascending to heaven, where would Luo Zheng still want to stay?
"These two armors are very strong, leave here quickly," Luo Zheng said and was about to take Ling Shuang away.
The Jiuli people looked at each other, hesitating slightly.
They knew that the two armors could not leave the basement.
The entire basement is a very typical trap. After the wall is destroyed rashly, the two armors will be activated, and the underground passage will collapse at the same time, and all the Yang souls inside will die.
But the armor's pursuit is limited to the basement, and they can't climb out.
Knowing this, the Jiuli people would naturally hesitate.
But the little girl's brother reacted the fastest and said quickly: "Yes, get out of here quickly! This armor is too powerful! Let's go!"
The rest of the Jiuli tribe came to their senses one after another and quickly pretended to be afraid.
Luo Zheng took Ling Shuang's hand and was about to leave, but Ling Shuang suddenly stopped and said, "Wait a minute."
Luo Zheng only thought about protecting Ling Shuang's safety without thinking too much, but Ling Shuang had another thought.
This group of people is very strange.
After the basement was opened by the Ear Rats, all the foreign Yang Souls had entered, but they remained outside.
There are two explanations for this.
First, they may not know it and came after the two armors rushed into the basement. How could they dare to enter after seeing the tragic situation in the basement?
Second, they knew that such a disaster would happen in the basement, so they waited outside.
When Ling Shuang was just picked up by Luo Zheng, she tended to the first possibility. These people didn't know anything and were just passing by by chance.
But knowing that the two demon-like armors in the basement were climbing up, these people were so calm. Especially when Luo Zheng signaled everyone to leave quickly, they still had a trace of hesitation.
It wasn't until that person reminded him that the others agreed to leave.
Such acting is very poor.
"What's wrong?" Luo Zheng asked.
The Jiuli people were also slightly startled, and their expressions became complicated.
Seeing their reactions further confirmed Ling Shuang's judgment, and she slowly walked to the square hole.
"Be careful," Luo Zheng also followed Ling Shuang. He knew that Ling Shuang could not act randomly. There must be a reason for doing so, and he did not stop her.
Ling Shuang looked down and then said: "Look..."
The two armors clinging to the wall stopped moving after they were half a foot away from the entrance of the cave, and just hung stupidly at the entrance of the cave.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
When the two armors raised their heads, the red light in their eyes kept flashing, but they just couldn't come up.
Seeing such a scene, Luo Zheng squatted at the entrance of the square hole and stretched out a hand downwards.
The armor itself was not willing to give in. He actually pulled out a rusty knife, climbed up again, and swung the knife in the air.
This knife is still far away from Luo Zheng, so naturally it cannot hurt him.
"Be careful and don't mess around!" Ling Shuang said dissatisfied.
Even though Luo Zheng was confident, Ling Shuang still felt that this was a dangerous move.
Another armor directly pulled out two rusty knives and smashed them down from a height of more than a hundred feet.
The heavy body hit the ground, making a big hole in the basement floor!
After the two armors left, an even more magical scene appeared.
A trace of colorful mist gradually rose up inside the basement, completely blocking sight.
"Look! What is that!" Ling Shuang identified a small thing in the fog, but it was not clear.
Luo Zheng stared at his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems like an hourglass..."
In the center of the mist, an hourglass the size of a fist floated.
The sand in the hourglass flows very fast. When the sand in the upper part flows to the lower part, the hourglass turns around on its own, and the sand continues to flow from top to bottom.
As the hourglass keeps turning, everything in the basement is reversed by time.
The two armors returned to the outside of the wall again...
The originally broken chains were bound to them again...
The walls broken by Luo Zheng and the armor continued to look back and began to recover, and the patterns on the walls also became a whole.
The basement was originally in a mess, but now it is restored to its original state, and the collapsed passage quickly floated up and connected to the square entrance on the upper floor.
Everything has been restored, except that the dead have not been resurrected, and those dead Yang souls are still dead after all.
Luo Zheng did not rush back to the basement. The scene in front of him already showed that there was a problem with the human races above. He turned back and looked at the Jiuli people and said: "Did you know in advance?"
The Jiuli people remained silent. It was difficult for them to defend themselves, but they were unwilling to admit it.
"If you can't communicate calmly, shouldn't you take some strange measures?" Luo Zheng's voice became colder.
In the temple, he can dominate the life of any Yang soul, and there is no place to run.
Maybe these humans think Luo Zheng is kind and will not attack his fellow humans, but he does not hesitate if necessary.
"The back door of Mitian Temple cannot be opened by force. If you do, it will lead to death," the little girl's brother said.
We are all smart people. Playing tricks under such circumstances is really courting death. They can only choose to tell the truth.
"Do you have a way to open it?" Luo Zheng asked again.
Everyone in Jiuli was silent again...
If the clues were revealed, their identities might be revealed.
For these survivors of Jiuli, it is equivalent to handing over their lives to each other.
"Say," Luo Zheng spit out a word.
Ling Shuang leaned next to Luo Zheng and tilted his head slightly.
At this moment, the little human girl suddenly said: "I heard you mention Jiuli outside the temple...you have no ill intentions towards the Jiuli tribe, right?"
"Xiaoqing!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"..."
Xiaoqing's words aroused the clan members' scolding, and they were immediately frightened.
What she asked was very stupid.
If it were normal times, it might be okay for her to ask like this.
But in this context, they were the ones being forced to question by Luo Zheng, just like a child who broke a vase and first asked his parents if he would be punished if he broke the vase.
It is equivalent to telling the other party that they are from the Jiuli clan.
When they were anxious, Luo Zheng's heart was suddenly shocked, and Ling Shuang's face on the side was even more thoughtful.