Volume 3: A drop in the ocean Chapter 17 Who has the ulterior motive to set up a trap?
When Long Yu was anxiously carrying his dying friend Sha Mo back to his palace for medical treatment in Yonghui City, there was another old friend in a mysterious cave somewhere on the cliffs of Jueming Creek outside the city, and his plight and misery were even worse.
Even if Gong Lili saw him like this, she probably wouldn't recognize him.
Mo Yi was almost unrecognizable at this time. One, two... hundreds of large and small horrific scars covered his entire body from his cheeks to his ankles. There was not a single intact skin on his body. Even his once handsome face was mottled with bloodstains that had long since dried and solidified. There was no trace of his original appearance. Not to mention the clothes he wore from the present life, which were now tattered and barely hung on his body. He looked even more miserable than a street beggar!
At this moment, every joint in Mo Yi's body was groaning weakly. The pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows when he was attacked by the evil curse spirit was gradually fading. He knew that it was the result of his body function being almost numb. Although he had long been immortal, in the five hundred years since he became immortal, Mo Yi had never been as embarrassed as he was now. He was almost beaten to a pulp by some inhuman creatures and was exhausted from parrying!
Of course, if it weren't for this immortal body, Mo Yi would have died thousands of times already...either his body would have been buried in the zombie swarm before, or his bones would have been buried in the pile of evil spirits just now...how could he have fought his way out so powerfully?
In fact, Mo Yi had traveled back to the Void World with Gong Lili before, and also ended up in the Death Stream. However, compared with the bloody storm he experienced here that day, Gong Lili's experiences were nothing but child's play.
Mo Yi woke up a moment earlier than Ying Lili. After all, Mo Yi's cultivation was incomparable to Ying Lili's. When he woke up, he was stunned when he saw the scene around him.
Jueming Creek, when this knowledge reached Mo Yi's brain, he was stunned.
His thoughts turned and he naturally understood the reason. He knew that this was due to the power of Yao Ji, but he could only sigh. There were some indescribable complex emotions intertwined in his chest. He never expected that Yao Ji's power would bring them both back here, which shattered his previous plan. He had originally planned to go directly to Shamo City.
Her hometown, but she didn't expect that she had miscalculated in the end.
But Mo Yi is Mo Yi after all. Although he was a little stunned, he quickly accepted this reality. He was about to wake up the unconscious Ping Lili beside him, but his attention was attracted by an object that seemed to fly out of thin air in front of him.
It was a wooden bird, the size of a palm, but lifelike, and more importantly, it was alive!
Although it was carved from wood, even the grain of the wood was very clear, but the bird was waving its wings alive. What's even more strange is that the bird's pair of eyes carved from wooden beads seemed to have a spirit. It stared at Mo Yi and looked him up and down intently. Mo Yi found it quite interesting. He looked back at the bird calmly, his right hand fingers slightly moving and his thin lips slightly pursed, looking innocent.
Then, the bird suddenly opened its mouth and spoke in human language: "Mo Yi! Mo Yi!"
No matter how calm Mo Yi was, he couldn't help but be a little surprised at this moment. This strange bird actually knew his name. Listening to the bird repeating his name over and over again, Mo Yi replied inexplicably, although he was not sure whether the bird could understand: "I am Mo Yi!"
"Follow me! Follow me!"
The wooden bird began to mechanically repeat another sentence. Mo Yi slowly stood up and wanted to reach out to catch the bird to find out what was going on. However, he found that the bird mysteriously disappeared at the moment when his fingers were about to touch it!
Mo Yi widened his eyes and looked around, but found nothing. While he was wondering, suddenly the voice came from above his head again: "Follow me! Follow me!" Mo Yi was immediately shocked. Could it be that this wooden carved bird was the legendary puppet wooden beast?
As the name suggests, puppet wooden beasts are strange wooden beasts into which human consciousness is forcibly injected, giving them partial human consciousness, or being remotely controlled by the owner's consciousness, and being able to complete tasks specified by the owner like living birds and beasts.
But the strange thing is that this puppet beast is an ancient thing, and it is said that it has been lost for a long time. I didn't expect it to reappear in the world at this time and place, which made Mo Yi curious again! Who is it? Who made such a thing? And why did they use this thing to guide him with such good intentions?
But he had lived for more than five hundred years after all, and had seen a lot of strange things in this world. Mo Yi closed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then he had an idea in his mind. Since someone had arranged it so deliberately, then he might as well fulfill the other party's wish and it would not hurt to meet him.
He looked at the still sleeping Ping Lili and thought that she probably wouldn't wake up for a while. This place was rugged and deserted, so it should be relatively safe. So, let him go and explore first. Mo Yi naturally had no intention of taking Ping Lili with him for such an adventurous thing.
Just as he was about to chase the wooden bird in the air and leap away, Mo Yi suddenly felt a little uneasy. He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and took out the black iron short blade that he had been using for self-defense for five hundred years. The sharp blade was unsheathed, and the cold light shone everywhere. Mo Yi quietly covered his right hand on the short blade and slowly injected the pure spiritual power in his body into it. Soon, a white light appeared on the short blade! If there was an accident, this would be enough for her to defend herself!
Thinking of this, he raised his left hand and sheathed the short blade! Mo Yi gently inserted the sheathed short blade into the jeans pocket of Ying Lili, who was lying on the boulder. Only then did he feel at ease to chase the wooden bird that was getting farther and farther away and disappear between the cliffs!
This was the beginning of Mo Yi's thrilling and desperate journey ... I wonder if Mo Yi would still be so courageous if he knew that he would be greeted by such an unknown disaster. Mo Yi probably never thought that the long-lost virtual world would greet him with such a life-or-death drama.
It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world, so Mo Yi's current embarrassment is all his own fault. Who made him so curious? Who made him so fearless?
If it were someone else, perhaps they wouldn't have the curiosity to follow the unknown puppet wooden beast into the trap! In this case, the person who carefully planned all this knew Mo Yi's character very well and calculated that he would definitely come!
All the puppet wooden beasts, stone wall mechanisms, zombies, and evil cursed spirits that he encountered along the way after entering the cave, well, these were nothing. After all, they were all defeated by Mo Yi's "Dragon Slaying Roar". Although Mo Yi paid a price of scars, after all, he, Mo Yi, is still standing here alive.
However, Mo Yi had no idea what secrets and dangers were hidden in this seemingly inconspicuous cave hidden deep in the cliffs of the Death Creek. He only knew that the cave was too deep. He had been fighting his way through it for a day and a night, but he still hadn't reached the end! Moreover, Mo Yi had no way out. After he followed the wooden puppet bird that guided him to the entrance of the hanging cave and jumped in without hesitation, the cave entrance disappeared strangely, as if it had never appeared...
At this moment and in this place, no matter how bold and arrogant Mo Yi was, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, because he didn't know what he would face the deeper he went into the cave, and he didn't know what the person who set up the plan wanted to do.
The most terrifying thing is that up to now, Mo Yi still doesn't know who the enemy he is facing is! Although he has some guesses in his heart after going through many hardships in this day and night, he can only guess out of thin air. Before seeing the figure, nothing can be done for sure!
Although Mo Yi was reluctant to admit it, his situation over the past day was exactly like that of a monkey in the palm of Buddha's hand. No matter how many somersaults he did or how hard he fought, he always felt like he was in someone's palm, being manipulated by someone.
What was the purpose of the person who led him here? If he just wanted to tease him, why did he go to such great lengths? If he wanted to kill him? Since he already knew his identity, he must also know that he was now immortal. Why did he set up such a situation?
Mo Yi couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help but doubt in his heart, should he continue to go in? What kind of secrets are hidden in the depths of the endless cave? Is it worth it for him to explore it?
Moreover, is all this really done by mortals?
This thought has appeared in Mo Yi's mind countless times, and now it popped up again without any hesitation! Maybe thinking this way would make Mo Yi feel a little relieved. No one knew that Mo Yi, who had always been fearless, was actually a little scared at this moment.
The most helpless time for a person is when he is lost and at a loss. And this moment was probably when Mo Yi was most lost.
But he is Mo Yi after all, a fearless and indomitable Nayu man. The stubbornness of the Nayu people that never gives up still supports him to move forward slowly... Although the road ahead is bound to be confusing and rugged, with the determination in his chest, Mo Yi has no intention of giving up! Now that he is here, he must find out to the end!
He staggered a few times, and the road ahead became more and more uneven. Mo Yi's brows were almost furrowed into a ball. The deeper he went into the cave, the darker the light became. At the beginning, there was still some light coming through, but now that he was deep in the cave, it was almost pitch dark. Mo Yi could only rely on the cold light emitted by the dark green blade of the long sword in his hand to guide him as he staggered forward.
Although Mo Yi was able to condense his spiritual power between his eyes with his cultivation, and could see normally even in the pitch-black night, for Mo Yi who was now exhausted, that method seemed too extravagant. At this time, spiritual power was extremely precious, and every bit that could be preserved was valuable.
Suddenly, as if he sensed something again, a cold light flashed in Mo Yi's eyes, and he subconsciously swung the dark green long sword in his hand backwards. With a clang, the dark green long sword actually hit the flying object not far from the back of Mo Yi's head!
After being blocked by Mo Yi's long sword, the unknown object strangely spun around Mo Yi. Mo Yi had no choice but to take a deep breath and gather his spiritual power into his eyes. Only then did he see clearly that the flying object was actually a black iron plate the size of a washbasin, with scattered green runes painted on it, and a white skull in the middle!
Just as Mo Yi was about to concentrate on taking a closer look at the skull, something unexpected happened! The skull suddenly opened its mouth! A faint green smoke blew out in the direction of Mo Yi, which was extremely smelly. Mo Yi quickly held his breath, but it was too late. The green smoke penetrated into his body through every pore that was exposed...
Mo Yi suddenly felt his muscles gradually become numb, and even twitched...
Oh no! This smoke is poisonous! Very poisonous!
Mo Yi was horrified to find that his body was beginning to slip out of his control!
