I couldn't help but shiver. I carefully looked at the little zombie's eyes. The feeling of seeing an evil sacrificial spirit was gone. The little zombie's eyes seemed to have shrunk and returned to their original size.
Could it be that I'm hallucinating?
I hesitated for a while and stared at the little zombie for a while. I didn't have that feeling again. I shook my head and confirmed that it was just a hallucination. "Why didn't you respond when I called you?"
The little zombie blankly looked at me as if he didn't understand what I meant.
From the first time I had met this kid until now, he had been bewildered. I had asked him twice, but he didn't answer me. Feeling helpless, I had to give up and take him out of this place.
I asked him to follow me. This time, the little zombie nodded and followed me. We walked toward the hole on the ground.
When I reached the entrance of the cave, Nangong told me that when I reached the door that I had entered from, I only needed to hold the shell coin that I had found earlier in my hand and infuse it with my witchcraft energy. Then, I would be able to walk out of the invisible door.
I nodded and said goodbye to Nangong. Then, I held Zhang Kanwen and jumped down from the hole.
At this moment, my cultivation had already completely recovered. It wasn't difficult for me to jump a few meters down. After the little zombie and I landed on the ground, I turned around and waved at Nan Gong, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, before stepping on the path back to the cave.
The doors of the Sacrificial Hall were still open. We didn't have to worry about getting out of the hall quickly.
After we got out of the hall, I turned around to check. My heart was still restless.
Too many things had happened in this Ancient Sacrificial Hall during the past day.
Han Wennan had plotted against them. The Metaphysics Society had captured them. Lu Zhenyang had ambushed them. Han Wennan and Lu Zhenyang had become the sacrificial offerings for the Blood Sacrifice Cave. They had met the woman who looked exactly like Ye Pianpian. They had witnessed a terrifying battle and killed the evil sacrificial spirit. Then, they had killed Lu Zhenyang to take revenge for their parents.
I didn't have time to think about all the things that had happened one after another. When I got out of the mysterious Ancient Sacrificial Hall, I couldn't help but sigh.
Of course, it wasn't the time to sigh. Zhang Kanwen was still badly injured and there might be other unknown things in the mysterious tomb of the Shang Dynasty. I couldn't stay here any longer. It was better to get out of here.
After asking Zhang Kanwen and confirming that my fast movement wouldn't affect his wounds, I sped up. In less than half of the time it took me to arrive at the entrance of the Sacrificial Hall, I pushed the door open just like last time and arrived in front of the long stone path.
When I arrived here, I immediately remembered the murals. However, it was strange that I couldn't find any murals on the square stones. There wasn't even a trace of them.
I gawked. I didn't know if I had seen it wrong before or now. Luckily, I still had some photos on my phone. I took them out and checked. The photos hadn't disappeared. I could confirm that the murals I had seen earlier were real.
Nangong had said that there was something important hidden in the mural. I had planned to take a few clearer pictures on the way back, but now it seemed that I wouldn't be able to.
Although I didn't take any more pictures, I was now even more certain that there was something hidden in the murals.
Walking along the stone path, I quickly reached the place where we had first arrived. It was pitch-black, exactly the same as when I had arrived.
I followed Nangong's instructions and easily guided my shaman energy into the shell coin. Then, my eyes brightened. When I opened them again, I was already in the ruins of the Shang Dynasty's royal tomb.
In the absolute darkness of the royal tomb, I didn't have any concept of time. I didn't know how much time had passed outside. However, from the looks of it, it should be daytime outside.
There were four people standing in front of me. Two of them were wearing staff uniforms. They should be the staff of the ruins of the Shang Dynasty's royal tomb. The other two looked like tourists.
The four of them opened their eyes wide as if they had seen a ghost. They stared at us.
It was an unspoken rule that the Metaphysical world didn't want to affect the secular world. I waved my hand, and a wisp of shaman energy appeared out of thin air. It divided into four parts and surged towards the four people.
As I quickly chanted, a spell was attached to the shaman's aura. Very quickly, it entered the eyes of the four people and disappeared. Immediately after, the four people closed their eyes and fainted. Only then did I hastily leave.
The spell I had just used was a low-power spell that could cause amnesia. It simply erased their memories for half an hour. It wouldn't cause any harm to them.
If there were four people in the deepest part of the royal tomb, there would only be more people in other places.
I didn't dare to delay any longer. I used my fastest speed to rush out and return to the surface. Then, I hurried back to the hotel that I had stayed in previously.
Many people saw me during this process. However, with my speed, they only saw an afterimage. In the end, they would think that their eyes were playing tricks on them.
I didn't mind it. I was still worried about Zhang Kanwen's injuries. After returning to the hotel, I asked him if he wanted to go to the hospital.
Although cultivators had strong recovery abilities, for external injuries like Zhang Kanwen's, the hospital was more professional in dealing with them. That was why I asked him.
However, Zhang Kanwen shook his head. "It's fine as long as he recovers on his own. It's inconvenient to go to the hospital." He insisted that I take him to his room.
After settling him down, I was still worried about another matter.
When I entered the Shang Dynasty's royal tomb, it was the end of the second month of the lunar calendar. The beginning of the month was also the middle of the month when Xiao Jin would transform. At that time, I took him to a remote place nearby and told him to transform and hide there. I told him to wait for me to come out and pick him up.
I looked at the time. It was the third day of the third month of the lunar calendar. In other words, I had stayed in the Shang Dynasty's royal tomb for three days. Xiao Jin was hiding in the wilderness alone. He was probably getting anxious. This matter couldn't be delayed. I had to go and pick him up immediately.
I didn't even have time to return to my room. After taking care of Zhang Kanwen, I immediately set off again to the valley where Xiao Jin was staying.
Anyang wasn't a prosperous place, but it had a lot of people. There were many populated areas near the city. The valley where Xiao Jin was staying was very far from the city. It was more than one hundred kilometers away.
After rushing for more than two hours, I finally reached the place. I lifted my head and saw that the ravine was in a mess. It was obviously caused by Little Gold's transformation. However, I couldn't see Little Gold's silhouette.
I closed my eyes and used my wizard energy to sense. My heart sank. I couldn't see Xiao Jin's aura around!
My eyes couldn't see every corner of the valley, but my wizard energy couldn't miss a single spot … In other words, Xiao Jin was gone!
I couldn't help but frown. Where did he go?
I hesitated for a while, but I didn't think about the worst. I walked around the valley. During the whole process, I didn't stop and used my wizard energy to sense. I was sure that I had covered the entire mountain range around the valley. However, it was all in vain. After walking around, I still couldn't sense Xiao Jin's aura.
At this moment, I finally panicked. Xiao Jin's personality was similar to that of the zombie. They were both silly and simple-minded. I had told him to stay here and wait for me to come out. Logically speaking, he wouldn't go back on his word. But now, he had disappeared …
If Xiao Jin didn't run around, it meant that he had encountered some unforeseen event.
Anyang City was part of Henan Province. In the nine prefectures, Shaanxi and Henan were the most prosperous places in the world of Metaphysics. Although there weren't as many cultivators as there were hairs on an ox, they weren't rare.
Could it be that when Xiao Jin transformed, the cultivators nearby sensed him?