Chapter 382 Reporting
The two glanced at each other clearly, and stopped the topic tacitly.
Li Ang stepped forward, came to the edge of the ice layer, and pulled the two girls up from the river with his thoughts, "How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"
The girls folded their hands in front of them, their lips were purple, and they said tremblingly, "It's so cold."
"Take this."
Li Ang took out two warming talismans from the talisman plate and handed them over, "Also, don't take off the knee mask."
He turned to look at He Fanshuang, "What about you?"
He Fanshuang was submerged in the icy river water just now, soaked from head to toe.
"I have it myself."
He Fanshuang took out a few warm talismans from his talisman plate and stuck them on his wet clothes, and a warm mist immediately rose from his body.
It looks like a steamed bun just out of the cage.
Li Ang hesitated: "Uh, why don't you wring out the clothes first? You'll catch a cold."
He Fanshuang was shrouded in mist, and said lightly: "I'm in good health, I'm fine, Ah Chi—"
She closed her eyes abruptly and sneezed, transparent snot flew out and hung down her nose.
Silence.
Li Ang looked at the snot that was swaying under his knees, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Are you really all right?"
He Fanshuang tried to calm down, raised his hand and wiped his nose, as if nothing had happened, "It's okay, ah-"
The sneeze was louder this time, and the knee mask covering her head almost flew up. Li Ang quickly reached out and pressed the red knee mask to prevent it from flying away.
"Stand still."
Li Ang shook his head helplessly, circulated the sea of energy, and released the power of thought.
He Fanshuang obediently stood where she was, letting Li Ang Nianli grab the corner of her clothes and wring them dry.
Wow-wow-
After the clothes were wrung out, the effect of the warming talisman became more pronounced. Li Ang helped He Fanshuang wring out his hair, and then put on a warming talisman, and then he did the same to himself.
"Hiss."
He rubbed his icy arms, looked at the dark upstream of the river, and muttered: "These paper figurines were originally going to take you deep into the dark river."
He Fanshuang narrowed his eyes and said softly, "What's in there?"
"have no idea,"
Li Ang shook his head, "Forget it, too much curiosity is not a good thing. Let's go back to the ground."
As the saying goes, with great ability comes great responsibility.
Li Ang had just been taken away by the Book of All Souls for three years, and he still had moss in his body that might get out of control at any time, so he didn't want to put himself in danger at all.
"Follow me, the exit is here."
He brought He Fanshuang and the others to the drilling hole in the lower reaches of the glacier. Many parts of the passage have been blocked due to soil subsidence.
He Fanshuang used the Soil Melting Talisman to melt the soil above, and Li Ang released his mind, digging upwards, and wrapped the mind thread around the other two girls, leading them all the way up.
Digging up was much more troublesome than drilling down. It took Li Ang about half a quarter of an hour to crawl out from the ground.
"You guys."
Pei Jing looked at Li Ang, who was covered in mud, in astonishment, "What did you do?"
"Long story short, long story long."
It was too troublesome to explain, Li Ang shook his head, patted the dirt on his body, and dragged He Fanshuang and the others up from the ground.
The sky is getting brighter, and a round of morning light passes through the canopy, illuminating the dense forest.
The knee masks worn by He Fanshuang and the three of them burned themselves the moment they came into contact with the sun, forming a flame without temperature, which was annihilated into ashes in an instant.
Two tearful girls wiped off the dust on their faces and threw themselves into the arms of their parents.
Li Ang boarded the compartment, found the medicine bag he was carrying with him in the compartment, poured some iodophor on the wound on He Fanshuang's palm, and wrapped three circles of gauze on it.
"Wait a minute if someone asks,"
Li Ang reminded in a low voice: "Just say that the wound was cut by the thread."
"Um."
He Fanshuang nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said softly: "You were in the ground before, remind me not to take off the knee mask, do you know that the red knee cloth will burn by itself in the sun?"
"Is this?"
Li Ang didn't want to, and couldn't tell He Fanshuang the information about the Book of Spirits, so he could only say, "It's a wild guess.
I saw stories from the pre-Sui period in banned books.
A scholar went to Chang'an to take part in the imperial examination. On the way, he encountered a heavy rain and lived in a wealthy family.
As a result, the scholar failed the imperial examination. After leaving Chang'an frustrated, he was still warmly received by the family and claimed to recruit him as their son-in-law.
The scholar said that he had to obtain the consent of his parents first, but he couldn't bear the repeated demands of the woman's parents. Finally, he held the wedding with great fanfare in the local area, and returned to his hometown with the welcoming team.
After the convoy had driven some distance, the bride, wearing a knee pad, told the groom that she had been dead for many years and was now a ghost.
If the groom can insist on going back to his hometown to hold the wedding and still doesn’t look at her,
Then she can return to the world and become a living person.
The groom was shocked, but still agreed to the request, and never peeked at the bride.
Until the motorcade stopped at the door of the groom’s house, the groom got out of the car to greet the bride, and inadvertently glanced at the face below his knees.
As a result, the bride who was still normal just now turned into a skeleton in an instant, and the decayed bones fell out of the car and scattered all over the ground.
And the bridegroom also died of terror not long after. "
In the pre-Sui period, this kind of unresolved strange stories were very common.
Some are really mutations caused by aliens, while others are human tragedies caused by demon monks.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound of trampling horseshoes came from far to near, and a group of soldiers from the Zhenfu Division rushed over.
Accompanying them was the flying sword piercing the sky—Cui Yixian, Xuegong Jianxue Siye, also came to the scene.
"you."
Cui Yixian fell from the sky and landed in front of the carriage,
He glanced at the disheveled Li Ang, and said in a complicated way: "Another mutation?"
"Um."
Li Ang nodded helplessly, picked up three paper geese from the ground, handed them to Cui Yixian, and briefly introduced what happened.
He Fanshuang, Pei Jing, Sun Xinzhi and others added on the side.
“.”
After listening to the statement, Cui Yixian closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Where is the tunnel?"
"Over there at the rear of the car."
Li Ang pointed to the direction of the tunnel, and said: "There is still a faint light strip I left behind in the dark river. At that time, the three paper figurines were heading in the direction of the countercurrent. I suspect that there is something deeper in the dark river."
"Okay. You guys wait here for a while."
Cui Yixian patted the scabbard lightly, turned into sword light, and fell into the tunnel.
Pei Jing immediately turned her head and said coldly to Sun Xinzhi: "Judge Sun, when I return to Chang'an, I will report to the Zhenfu Department and explain what you did just now."
"Pei Silang, please go ahead."
Sun Xinzhi didn't show any panic on his face. He spread his hands and said calmly: "No matter what judgment the Zhenfu Department's superior makes, I will accept it with humility."
(end of this chapter)