Chapter 846

"Chuan'er." He called his eldest son to the side and whispered with his back to the crowd, "In your opinion, how are we to leave this ghost city?" "It is not yet known." He Lingchuan told the truth, "We have too little intelligence in our hands."

He Chunhua also let out a heavy sigh, looked carefully at his eldest son's brows and eyes, and then pointed to the small room in front: "I will close the door and think of a way; you all guard outside and don't let anyone in."

The city wall construction of Panlongcheng was very perfect; inside the sandwich wall, there was not only a passage that could accommodate two or three people walking side by side, but there were also equipment rooms at intervals to place weapons and sundries. The one He Chunhua went to was one of them.

He Lingchuan, however, followed closely: "What way can one person think of? It is better for many people to discuss together."

With two fingers hooked lightly behind his back, Qiu Hu and the others followed quickly.

He Chunhua stopped and pulled a long face: "I told you to guard; this is an order!"

Zhao Qinghe immediately stepped forward and stood between the two: "Young Master, stop!"

"At such a critical moment, why are you still closing the door, Dad?" He Lingchuan said nonchalantly, "Time is precious; collective wisdom and discussion is the right way!"

In extraordinary times, he could guess what He Chunhua wanted to do by closing the door.

If he wasn't asking Naluo Heaven to point out a clear path, he must be wanting to secretly perform a divine descent summoning ritual, right?

The Panlong ruins were full of strange things everywhere, and it was difficult to handle them by human power alone; He Chunhua mostly wanted to rely on the power of the gods.

He Lingchuan absolutely could not let him contact Naluo Heaven, lest he ruin his own good deeds by this "God of Fate."

He Chunhua pointed at He Lingchuan and ordered: "Stop him." He himself strode toward the secret room.

The surrounding soldiers immediately stepped forward to block.

But it was truly narrow here, and the numerical advantage of the Heishuicheng army couldn't be brought into play; Qiu Hu took the lead in making trouble, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked down two of He Chunhua's personal guards.

He Lingchuan's body was like a swimming fish, and he drilled through the gaps in the crowd with a whoosh. Zhao Qinghe wanted to stop him, but was bullied to the front by Qiu Hu, who punched him straight in the bridge of the nose.

Zhao Qinghe had to tilt his head to dodge.

He Lingchuan casually threw away a soldier and swam over the passage like a gecko. He Chunhua's vision blurred, and his path was actually blocked by his son.

"Dad." He Lingchuan smiled at him, "Why the rush?"

The eldest son could actually still laugh at this time? That expression was malicious in He Chunhua's eyes.

Why must he block himself; was this the moment to reveal his true colors? He took a deep breath: "The monsters outside are eyeing us covetously, and we still can't leave Panlongcheng; aren't you in a hurry?"

"It seems Father already has a plan; tell me about it, and we will formulate a plan together." He Lingchuan said softly, "Just like before."

The two words "before" instead reminded He Chunhua, making him feel a mix of emotions.

Before, where was there any before? Before, it was always him making the decisions, and the eldest son just listened.

He Chunhua looked left and right; the Heishuicheng army was separated by the Rongshan people, Qiu Hu forced Zhao Qinghe back and occupied a favorable position, and instead, it was He Lingchuan who was closest to him.

He understood; these guys had premeditated this long ago.

A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him; he immediately calmed down and scolded Zhao Qinghe and the others: "Put away your weapons! At a time when we should be thinking together and exerting force in one place, how can we draw swords and guns against our own people?"

He Lingchuan clapped his hands and laughed: "Dad is wise; that is exactly the truth."

As soon as he said "wise," He Chunhua felt he was mocking him.

But both sides put away their weapons and were no longer at daggers drawn.

He Chunhua's expression immediately softened: "Chuan'er, among the teams present, which one do you think is the strongest?"

He Lingchuan thought for a moment and didn't hide it: "Tiangong."

Although He Chunhua brought the most men, under the current circumstances, the Tiangong was probably the most capable of resisting the monsters.

He Chunhua also agreed with his point of view: "Perhaps we should join forces with the Tiangong?"

"People in the city will figure it out sooner or later; if they want to survive, they have to huddle together." He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, "The remaining teams will all gather at the city gate sooner or later, whether it's the Tiangong or the Baling people."

"Can there be a way out by guarding here?"

"Why not?" He Lingchuan looked up at the sky, "After dawn, can't the Panlong ruins return to normal?"

After dawn? He Chunhua felt as if he had been enlightened.

Yes, which change in the Panlong ruins recently didn't happen in the dark night?

Since these monsters came out of the red light, they were probably also undead.

If they hold out until dawn, perhaps all of this will vanish like smoke.

Hope is such a precious thing; he had been a bit discouraged earlier, after all, these three hundred people were just a piece of cake in front of hundreds of monsters; how much sense of security could it bring him? But if they only had to hold out until dawn, there was still a chance!

He Lingchuan saw his expression soften and knew he had temporarily dispelled the idea of asking for divine help.

Temporarily.

There was some movement on the distant battlefield, which immediately attracted the attention of father and son.

I don't know which team was fighting the monsters, and then some dim light appeared and flew in a certain direction.

Yes, earlier the Heishuicheng army killed two monsters using the terrain, and He Lingchuan also discovered that a little faint light floated up from their bodies and flew away on its own; it looked weaker than the light of fireflies and was dark white with a faint blue tint.

He saw clearly from the city wall that these light spots were all going in the same direction.

Dead monsters, dancing light spots...

What is this supposed to mean?...

The Tiangong group killed a few monsters in one breath and also discovered the faint light flying away from the monsters' bodies.

This scene was very worth discussing. Zhang Lianhai pointed to the faint light, and a lamp spirit clone followed, flying alongside the faint light.

He wanted to find out where these faint lights finally went.

After more than a hundred breaths, the lamp spirit returned gracefully and leaned against Zhang Lianhai's neck; the latter soon showed surprise: the faint lights that floated up from the monsters' bodies after they died actually all went to one place.

Not the temple, not Zhong Shengguang's former residence or tomb, but General Red's cenotaph! Those many rays of light sank into the cenotaph and disappeared, as if it were a black hole buried underneath.

Zhang Lianhai didn't hesitate for long before making a decision: "Set off, go to General Red's cenotaph."

It was unclear whether those faint lights were attracted there or forcibly extradited, but the key to breaking the situation seemed to be hidden there.

The attendants were shocked: "My lord? It's dangerous."

They were now hiding in a relatively safe tower and hadn't attracted much attention from the monsters. Wouldn't it be better to hide here and let other teams feed the monsters? To go from here to General Red's tomb, they had to cross the entire Panlongcheng; how many ghost things would they encounter on this road?

"Hiding here is just waiting for death; those monsters will eat everyone else and will find us sooner or later." Zhang Lianhai was very calm, "If we want to escape alive and complete the mission entrusted to us by the Tiangong, we must figure out the mystery in this city. Do you still remember the vows you made before leaving the Tiangong?"

The attendants were startled and said in unison: "Go through fire and water, and die for the Tiangong without regret!"

"Let's go."

Taking advantage of the monsters under the tower walking away, they quietly slipped onto the street and moved forward all the way under the cover of the shadows of the buildings.

Zhang Lianhai and the young attendant were surrounded in the middle, and other attendants guarded them tightly.

This journey was unexpectedly smooth.

Most of the monsters seemed to have been attracted to the northwest corner, because there were beast roars shaking the sky there. Occasionally, a few blind ones wandered over, but they were all quickly sniped by the Tiangong attendants before they could let out a howl.

Zhang Lianhai speculated that there was a large number of humans gathered in the northwest corner, either the Heishuicheng army or the Andong people.

If it were a team with few people, the monsters would have eaten them up in a few bites and couldn't have lasted this long.

Instead, many faint lights flew over everyone's heads and went to the east, which showed that the monster camp was also being slaughtered.

The battle over there must be unbearable to look at.

The Tiangong group acted even more carefully, throwing all their previous arrogance to the nine heavens. Once entangled by monsters, their end would not be much better than the army in the northwest corner.

Zhang Lianhai didn't even dare to release the lamp spirit anymore; although this thing was easy to use, it was too bright and eye-catching, and it would also attract the attention of monsters.

The scouts he sent out returned and reported a piece of good news:

"The red pillar of light in the temple pool is no longer sending out monsters."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. These monsters were powerful and large, and their numbers could erupt; who could withstand it?

It seemed they weren't endless either; fortunately, fortunately.

The young attendant whispered: "Calculated this way, about seven or eight hundred monsters came out of the red light?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed and couldn't help rubbing his arms: "So cold!"

The temperature difference in the desert was indeed large, but what season was it now? Zhang Lianhai suddenly felt something was wrong: ever since the monsters appeared, the temperature in Panlongcheng seemed to be going down all the way.

After the young attendant finished speaking, it started to snow in the sky.

At first, it was sparse, melting as it fell on hands and faces; but before they could walk forty or fifty zhang, the cold wind howled in the city, and it was actually a heavy snow!

The strong wind rolled the snowflakes and slammed them into people's faces.

Everyone was slapped so hard they couldn't open their eyes, and someone bumped into a pillar on the side of the street.

"Go, go quick!" Zhang Lianhai couldn't care about hiding his skills and hurriedly summoned the lamp spirit. As soon as the latter appeared, the strong wind within ten zhang stopped, and the road ahead became much clearer.

But Zhang Lianhai's expression didn't relax at all. Abnormalities must be caused by demons; this wind and snow came so strangely, he was afraid there would be some trouble.

Sure enough, the scout who had been giving them directions on the roof suddenly disappeared.

It was the young attendant who discovered it first: "Eh, where is he?"

Looking left and right, the scout was not in the team either.

Everyone suddenly felt their hair stand on end. That guy was diligent and never lazy; how could he disappear just like that? After walking another dozen zhang, the attendants behind reported loudly: "My lord, Xu Xi is also missing!"

Xu Xi was the person Zhang Lianhai designated to stay behind; he was skilled and bold, commonly known as the one who stays behind to fight the wolves. His cultivation wasn't weak; how could he disappear without a sound?

Zhang Lianhai stood still and pointed to the lamp spirit; this little thing immediately split into two, illuminating everyone both in front and behind. He ordered everyone: "Take care of each other in pairs; if something happens, shout."

Everyone paired up and looked after each other.

After walking another dozen zhang like this, the light behind suddenly flickered. Everyone turned their heads sharply and saw the lamp spirit floating in the air suddenly rush toward the back... of an attendant!

The attendant turned around immediately, but saw nothing.

(End of chapter)