Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 300

The second young master, who was half squatting, heard Fang Yao say that everyone had been poisoned, and the little sentimentality in his heart disappeared in an instant!
He jumped up immediately, and said in horror: "No, no, but I heard that those infected by the stone Gu will wait three to five years before dying of illness, why do these people get sick so quickly..."

The closer they were to the edge of the tiankeng, the stiffer their bodies became. Their legs seemed to be filled with lead and bound with stones, and their movements were slow and difficult.

Someone finally tried his best to climb to the top of the tiankeng step by step, and only took a step outside. The whole person fell straight down in an instant, making a "bang" sound like a heavy object falling to the ground.

"That, that person's skin was dry and wrinkled together, as if it was sucked dry by something, and turned into a living mummy!"

A soldier who had escaped from the edge of the tiankeng half-kneeled on the ground, speaking inarticulately, his eyes full of horror.

The dry and wrinkled skin on his face slowly returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition to this person, there are many other officials and soldiers who fled back.

The members of the Li clan staying at the bottom of the tiankeng also looked ugly.

Daddy Gouwa said with lingering fears: "I also heard Brother Yang said before that after being hit by Zhaonan's Stone Gu, stones will slowly grow in his stomach, and it will take several years before he will turn into a hard stone man..."

Fang Yao frowned tightly, countless images flashed through her hot head, and she murmured repeatedly: "There is something wrong with this altar."

The dead have undergone a corpse change.

The white Gu worm that disappeared from the palm.

The plague monster that appeared suddenly.

and eerie mountain mirages.

She felt more and more that there was definitely something wrong with that dark altar!

"Then, what should we do, are we completely trapped in this ghost place..."

The second young master just thought about the scene where he turned into a stone man, and his scalp became numb, and he couldn't help crying, looking at Fang Yao and Fan Chen.

Fang Yao hung Shangfang's sword on his back, and said quietly: "What are you afraid of, don't you really want to enter that Laoshizi Tongtian Road, maybe it's down here."

"..."

Those who fled knew that there was no hope of leaving, and saw that Fan Chen, the Second Young Master of the Duke's Mansion, and the people of the Li clan all obeyed Fang Yao's words very much, so they also moved over silently.

No need to say much, everyone already understood that at this moment, they all became grasshoppers on the same rope.

There are also many soldiers who have seen Fang Yao kill a big plague demon with their own eyes, and the emperor's hand letter. Everyone is pinning their last hopes on Fang Yao.

Some people who were not injured or were injured spontaneously helped Fang Yao and the others get busy.

Soon, the first rope ladder was woven, and someone found a few scattered spears on the ground, and hammered the sharpened bottoms of the spears deep into the ground, leaving only less than a foot exposed outside.

Fan Chen used his sword to scrape out a shallow depression on the exposed half of the stick, and tied one end of the rope ladder tightly to the depression, then tied a knot that was not easy to untie.

Fang Yao picked up the other end of the rope ladder, shook it off gently, and carefully lowered it along the edge of the pit.

As the rope ladder passed through the black mist, the sections of the ladder gradually became blurred.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third articles...

Ah Wu and the others brought enough hemp rope, weaved a total of five rope ladders, and lowered them one by one at a distance of three feet.

For the sake of safety, Fang Yao specially explained that two "safety ropes" with hooks were left on the side of each rope ladder.

Seeing that everything was ready and looking at the dark pothole, many people began to feel guilty again.

"Next, those monsters below are still, are they still alive?"

"Is that Fang exorcising demon master really, really sure?"

"But if it was really that powerful, those monsters would have been dealt with just now, so why wait until now..."

Everyone recalled the previous chaos, cast a glance at Fang Yao who looked embarrassed, and became more and more flustered.

"You can stay up there, if something happens to Master Fang down there..."

Fan Chen glanced at everyone with a cold expression, but said casually, "At worst, she will become that monster and stay at the bottom."

"..."

Master Fang turned into those terrifying monsters? !
Well worth it!

Everyone who was about to retreat froze instantly.

"Do you think there is still a choice? The Tianqi Mountain altar has been poisoned by someone with a heart. If you are still greedy for life and fear of death at this time, if you don't destroy the plague demon as soon as possible and find a way to crack it, all of us will not be able to leave!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally have to accept a fact...

No one can stay out of the matter, Fang Yao is their only hope at this time, nothing will happen!

"But, but as long as someone dies, they will turn into that terrifying monster. Will all of us become..."

An accompanying attendant from the Ministry of Rites was slightly familiar with Fan Chen, so he couldn't help asking boldly.

The others also quickly agreed, and everyone was very scared. If there were more and more monsters underneath, no one would be able to come out.

Fang Yao frowned, staring at the rope ladder that melted into the fog without saying a word.

She had the same worry in her heart.

Not to mention the national teacher whose strength is unknown, just a dozen or so plague monsters are enough for them to drink a pot.

This altar is too weird, if a real person turns into a difficult plague demon after death, let alone these ordinary people, she will be worried!

Suddenly, Fan Chen tilted his head and whispered something in her ear that only she could hear.

Fang Yao's eyes flickered slightly, and said: "You don't have to worry so much, the monsters below will not appear endlessly."

She turned the long sword in her hand slightly, and pulled out a beautiful sword flower, "If the master is not mistaken, there will be no more than 28."

Fang Yao, who never knew fortune-telling, used the word "calculation" for the first time. Sure enough, although many people were skeptical, no one asked why.

After all... fortune-telling is a mystery that can only be understood in the eyes of the ancients, but cannot be explained in words.

After Fang Yao finished speaking, she took the torch in A Wu's hand first, and raised her voice: "Would you like to come down with me and follow you, if Master Ben unfortunately becomes one of those 28 plague monsters..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted.

"Let's all go down with Master Fang!"

"Yes, there are a lot of people, as long as Master Fang is protected from accidents, we may be saved!"

Everyone said something to each other, Fang Yao and the people of the Li clan were worried that these people would be like this, and it must be difficult to persuade them to go down together to deal with those plague monsters.

I never thought that such a few words would be easily resolved.

Fang Yao secretly sighed, people are afraid of death, but in a desperate situation, the ability to unite everyone cannot be underestimated.

It's just that you have to go down, but you can't go all the way down, and someone has to guard the rope ladder.

She roughly divides people into two parts, one part goes down, and the other part stays up to observe the situation below at any time.

To be on the safe side, Fang Yao and Fan Chen went down first to check the situation, and the others followed behind.

Fan Chen is very skilled in martial arts, so naturally he didn't need the safety rope buckle, he chose a rope ladder near the side and squatted down, and raised his chin towards Fang Yao.

Fang Yao's heart moved, and she walked over and leaned on Fan Chen's back. Fan Chen supported her with one hand and the rope ladder with the other, and moved down carefully but lightly.

After the other people hung the safety rope around their waists, they also followed slowly.

The hole was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and the mask was shining with golden light. Fang Yao could only hold Fan Chen's shoulder with one hand, and raise the other hand towards the torch to help find the way.

Soon, the two arrived at a place surrounded by black mist in the pothole.

Those who followed only saw the originally clear light, which became blurred and dimmed in an instant.

"Lord Fan? Master Fang!"

A soldier who followed immediately stopped, grabbed the swaying rope ladder, and shouted nervously.

"We're fine, come down!"

A familiar female voice sounded not far from the foot, and the soldier was slightly relieved.

Fang Yao, lying on Fan Chen's broad back, lightly shook the slightly deformed torch in her hand, and murmured: "It turns out that the light is severely refracted here, no wonder you can't see the bottom of the pothole..."

Fan Chen also noticed the abnormality, and slowed down his downward movement, wondering: "What is serious refraction?"

"Uh……"

(End of this chapter)