Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 301 Finding Yang Gao
"Well... the refraction of light means that seeing is not necessarily believing. For example, a pool that looks shallow may actually be very deep."

Fang Yao couldn’t explain the principle of light refraction to the ancients in detail at this time, so he had to give an example, “The black fog in the pit is like a pool of flowing muddy water, which prevents us from seeing the real appearance of the things underneath. ..."

Fan Chen looked at the twisted rope ladder in front of him, pondered for a moment, and gave a slight "hmm".

Fang Yao didn't know if he understood or not, but these were not important, before the people above followed, she leaned into Fan Chen's ear and asked in a low voice, "Why are there at most 28 plague monsters?"

Because her body was hot, the breath she exhaled was extraordinarily hot.

Fan Chen was almost unconscious from the cold and his ears trembled slightly from the heat. He secretly took a deep breath and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the fact that these people became plague demons should be related to the bracelet."

"Bracelet?"

"That woman has a black and white bracelet, and the beads are bound with black and white Gu worms." Fan Chen quickly explained, "Including the Yiping county lord and me, there are a total of 28."

"I've already said that the national teacher will definitely not have only one white Gu worm!"

Fang Yao blurted out, suddenly thinking of Yang Gao, her heart sank.

There are sixteen strange heartbeat sounds underneath. Yang Gao fell from such a high place, if something unexpected happened...

She didn't dare to imagine at all, and she was even more afraid of what she would do if she faced Yang Gao who had turned into a plague demon.

Thinking of the appearance of the old carpenter entrusting Yang Gao to her, Fang Yao felt as if a huge stone was pressing on her chest, sinking down.

"Yang Gao's kung fu is very good, nothing will happen."

"But……"

Fang Yao opened her mouth, and the moment the altar fell, she and A Wu shouted Yang Gao's name on it, but no one responded.

But halfway through the conversation, their rope ladder suddenly shook slightly.

The bottom of the rope ladder was not fixed, and the two people on the rope ladder naturally swayed back and forth, like duckweed thrown by the waves.

It was obviously not blown by the wind, and the air froze for a moment.

"Hold tight!"

Fan Chen let go of Fang Yao's left hand, and at the same time pulled out the sword around his waist, and climbed to the safety rope next to the rope ladder with one hand. Before Fang Yao could react, the two of them fell extremely quickly!
"Lying... trough..."

The sudden weightlessness made Fang Yao's scalp numb, and the hand holding the torch was tightened instantly, and the arm that was holding Fan Chen's shoulder was changed to tightly wrapping around his neck.

"Okay, let's see who this is."

Suddenly, the feeling of falling disappeared, and Fan Chen's slightly smiling voice sounded.

Fang Yao raised her head buried on Fan Chen's shoulder, and blinked her eyes.

The rope ladder had already fallen to the lower part of the pit, and there really was a hole in the bottom of the tiankeng. In front of them were no longer earth walls and stone walls, but the uneven top of the underground cave.

And not far from her and Fan Chen, there was a dark shadow climbing on the top of the cave like a gecko.

"Yang Gao!"

Even though the man's back was facing them, this distinctive woolen jacket looked very familiar to him!
"Hmm... big... teacher..."

Yang Gao uttered a few words with difficulty, his veins bulged while he was holding onto the protruding stone, and it was obvious that he was about to exhaust himself.

Fan Chen stretched out his right leg, hooked his toe lightly, and the rope ladder was hung on his toe, "Catch it!"

He flicked it vigorously, and the rope ladder flew to Yang Gao's hand precisely, and the latter grabbed the rope ladder!
"what!"

Yang Gao actually let go of his hand and fell down!
Fang Yao was so startled that she almost jumped up from Fan Chen's back, but fortunately Fan Chen had quick eyesight and quick hands, dropped the sword in his hand, and grabbed Yang Gao's arm.

Almost instantly, Fang Yao felt that Fan Chen and her were sinking at the same time.

She even heard the pitiful twisting and stinging of the sisal rope, which was as tense as her nerves to the extreme.

"Don't, mess, move." Fan Chen's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "Yang Gao, you, hurry up."

Yang Gao stretched out his bloody hands, the nails and flesh on his fingertips turned up, and he gasped as soon as he touched the rope ladder.

"Damn..."

He suddenly grabbed hold of the rope ladder, causing him to tremble in pain, but luckily he did not let go.

When Yang Gao finally stood still, Fan Chen carefully let go of his hand, and then continued down.

The karst cave at the bottom of the tiankeng is neither high nor low, about three feet. After Fan Chen landed, he patted Fang Yao's neck, which was tightly surrounded by Fang Yao, and said with difficulty: "Yaoyao, let go."

Fang Yao quickly let go and jumped off his back.

The people who followed down noticed the abnormality and quickly shouted: "What happened?"

Fan Chen picked up the sword, raised his voice and replied: "It's okay, you all come down."

Adhering to the fact that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Yang Gao came down extremely fast, he slid down while holding on to the rope ladder, and then sat down on the ground, panting for breath with his hot hands spread out.

"How did you get down?"

Fang Yao took out the unused hemostatic medicine, sprinkled Yang Gao's hands all over, frowned and said, "It's not convenient for you to bandage this hand, hurry up first."

"Then don't pack it for now."

Yang Gao was so tired that he wanted to foam at the mouth, "I have no strength in my arms and legs. Damn it, I could have jumped out, but who dragged me down!"

"It's fine..."

Fang Yao put away the small porcelain bottle that was almost empty, "Otherwise I don't know how to go back and explain to your uncle."

"Master, don't worry, I, Fatty Yang, can't die so easily."

Yang Gao comforted Fang Yao, but thinking of what happened just now, he couldn't help being afraid.

When he was dragged down, he kept waving his hands. He encountered a raised rock that he could grab at a critical moment. Worried that his body was too heavy, he stuck to it like an octopus with all his strength... …

Although he heard someone calling him, at that time he was holding back all his energy, afraid that he would vent his strength by opening his mouth.

Later, he realized that there was a rope ladder behind his feet, so he tried it carefully, but he couldn't reach it anyway, and he almost fell down.

"Fortunately, you were the ones who got down. If it were someone else, I might not know what happened..."

Yang Gao said fortunately, it was obviously cold, and his messy hair was all wet on his fat round face.

At this time, his limbs were sore and limp, and his whole body was slumped on the ground, not wanting to move at all.

Fang Yao also felt that it was really difficult for him to go up by himself, so she had to guard him first.

Fan Chen took out a fire pocket and wandered around the area, came back after a while, and said in a low voice: "We are still on the altar, there is a river below, the woman and the plague demon seem to have dispersed."

Fang Yao nodded, she actually heard the sound of running water, it should be the underground river at the foot of Tianqi Mountain.

Soon, someone came down from above, except for Ah Wu and the others from the Li clan, most of them were the accompanying officials and guards, even the second young master of the Duke's Mansion was among them.

Seeing that Yang Gao was still alive, Ah Wu, Li Dazhu and others were overjoyed.

Fang Yao enlisted the help of two members of the Li clan to get Yang Gao up first, and she let go of her hanging heart a little.

Fuel has been placed in the wolf-head torches around the altar all year round. When everyone lights the torches, the bottom of the dark pit gradually becomes brighter.

The karst cave was very large, and the inside was not too cold or hot. The altar was completely placed near the center, with no defect on one side or corner, and even the two pillars in the middle that were shining dimly stood firmly in it.

Below the altar, as Fan Chen said, is a river, the river is only one foot wide, and the two banks are very open.

Fang Yao stood on the altar and looked over. Although the underground caves are large, the terrain is also very complicated. There are no less than five forked caves that catch the eye.

And in every cave, you can hear the familiar heartbeat!
(End of this chapter)