Since we came in, Wei Ying's head has been aching.
Ever since he practiced Sly Dao, he had always been extremely sensitive to his surroundings.
weiyingThere is spirit here.
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There is a cultivator's spiritual consciousness here, and there is no resentment, not resentment.
I try to communicate with the spirit here.
xiangfenglingUncles and aunts, can you speak quietly, the one in black can hear your words.
xiangfenglingIf you quarrel, he will feel uncomfortable.
If he suffers, I will feel bad.
"Okay."
"No problem."
The other party responded with all kinds of chatter, and then spoke louder...
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Believe it or not, I told you to shut up. When Yun Shen didn't know where to go, I learned the Lan family's gag technique, and I don't know if it can be used on the spirit.
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Forget it, Hanguang-kun wants to take the piano and ask the spirit, you should continue talking.
weiyingAre you going to ask Ling?
Seeing Lan Zhan taking out the forgetting piano, Wei Ying came over.
weiyingThen help me ask, where is this place? Who made it? What's the use?
Lan Zhan plucked the strings, and after the smooth unvoiced sound, he stopped.
The strings automatically pop up intermittent music notes.
Hanguang-jun didn't know what that spirit said? It doesn't make sense.
Looking at our incredible looks, he expected us to misunderstand his words, so he had to repeat.
lanzhanHe said, I don't know.
weiyingYes, Lan Zhan. Now they have learned how to choke people.
weiyingYou ask how he died.
weiyingThe man who killed him was a man and a woman.
Lan Zhan still shook his head, that Ling still didn't know anything.
weiyingIt was the first time I saw such an ignorant spirit.
weiyingYou say, is this Nie Huaisang?
This joke is pretty cold.
Just kidding to liven up the atmosphere, I didn't expect no one to care.
Wei Ying pretended to cough, touched his nose, and continued to do business.
weiyingLan Zhan, then ask again, has a sixteen-year-old boy come in here?
The spirit finally answered a question.
weiyingYou mean, in this rock castle?
weiyingBut just now the three of us searched carefully and found nothing. He won't lie to us, will he?
The sound of the piano returned, Lan Zhan asked the spirit another question, and the spirit replied.
lanzhanAge, where do you live?
lanzhanSixteen years old, from Lanling.
xiangfenglingSixteen years old, from Lanling.
We both spoke in unison.
I also heard that Ling's reply, and thought that Wei Ying's next question would definitely be to ask him what he replied to, so I was preconceived so as not to spend more time talking.
I thought that the person who cared so much would not say the following, but the result was unexpected.
weiyingThis spirit is Jin Ling! Where is he?
Lan Zhan continued to ask Ling, asking where he was.
lanzhanStand where you are, facing southwest. Listen to the sound of the strings, sound, take a step forward, and when the sound of the piano stops, it will be in front of you.
Wei Ying did as he did, but when the voice stopped, there was a wall in front of him.
weiyingIs he in the wall?
Lan Zhan used dust to break the stone wall, and we began to dig Jinling Wazi in the soil.
xiangfenglingWhen you see the hand, keep going.
Dig to the head.
Jin Ling turned into a radish...
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