Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 275: Falcon Delivers Message

Spiritual consciousness turns into a blade! Thinking of this, Xiao Cao couldn't help but look forward to it. At the same time, he also knew why the master didn't come out of retreat and rush to the battlefield.

Instead, he was in a half-asleep and half-awake state, because the master's cultivation had reached a critical moment.

"Should we block the information channel of the Huawai Taoist Temple?" Xiaocao muttered, feeling conflicted.

In response to his dilemma, the old patriarch simply woke up Yihuo, who was sleeping with his wife in his arms, and asked him to control the mechanical iron eagle to carry him towards the No. 2 underground palace camp.

"Chief, what happened to Little Wolf and the others?" asked Yihuo, whose leather armor was in disarray, on the back of the Mechanical Iron Eagle.

"Little Wolf and his companions were besieged by a group of ghosts. The battle was very fierce. If it weren't for Tu Lao and Fang Kuai who came to support them in time, I'm afraid they would have suffered heavy casualties."

"A swarm of ghosts besieged us? Wait, Liangshan didn't go?"

"Liangshan is currently at a critical moment of cultivation, so I didn't go there, but I mobilized the power of incense and vows to heal the wounds of the boys. The situation was relayed by Xiaocao."

After hearing this, Yihuo thought about it and said affirmatively: "The reason why Liangshan didn't go was that he had not practiced until the critical moment. The main reason should be that the group of ghosts that attacked Xiaolang and others were not very strong."

The old patriarch heard this and said puzzledly: "But if the ghost group is not strong, how could there be so many seriously injured people reported by Xiaocao?"

"The strength is uneven, the combat experience is not rich enough, and they are risking their lives to rescue." Yihuo gave a fair evaluation based on his understanding of the hunting team.

Upon hearing this, the old patriarch fell silent, thinking back to the past, weren't they the same? Especially the latter, the enemy was not afraid of you fighting to the death to rescue them, but was afraid of you moving forward bravely.

Because once you risk your life to rescue someone, you will reveal your flaws and become a burden.

This is the weakness of the human race and the main reason for increased casualties during war.

Defending on the wall is a different concept from defending on a high ground. In the former, rescue can be done by just throwing the wounded off the wall.

As for the latter, due to limited space, if the injured person is thrown out, he will become a target, so he can only be handed out layer by layer.

In this way, saving one person will affect the front line, and the battle line will fall into a brief period of weak attack power, resulting in a situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak.

As a result, we are at a disadvantage.

Under the cover of moonlight, the forest seemed particularly quiet and eerie.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the quiet night.

The source of the noise was an exhausted army in a hasty retreat.

The faces of the soldiers were filled with anxiety and exhaustion, their leather armor was stained and stank, and their bodies were covered in dirt and blood.

They carried the wounded and carefully moved between the trees, fearing that their comrades on the stretcher would fall off, further injuring them, or disturbing the herds of predators lurking in the dark.

The wounded lay on stretchers, pale and breathing weakly.

Their eyes reveal their desire for life and decadence.

This defeat dealt a severe blow to their self-confidence.

The soldiers comforted them from time to time and encouraged them to hold on, as if this could alleviate their pain, but wasn't this just self-consolation?

The surrounding trees swayed gently in the breeze, making rustling sounds, as if cheering for the army.

This is the scene of the hunting team's retreat. In their view, tonight's battle was undoubtedly a disastrous defeat.

This led to the entire team being filled with an atmosphere of decadence.

In fact, they did suffer a crushing defeat. If it weren't for the soil and blocks coming to support them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

(A book friend once gave a bad review, saying that there were many fierce battles but only injuries and no deaths. Bihua also considered this issue and made various explanations in the book, but finally decided not to write about death if possible, because life is precious.)

The crescent moon hangs high above the dark sky, casting a faint and soft silver light, adding a bit of mystery and unknown to this quiet night.

Above the sea of ​​forest, there is a vast expanse of desolate trees, which sway gently in the breeze, as if telling an ancient ghost story.

Suddenly, a sound of flapping wings came from the sky, making Lin Hai even more restless.

With the help of the moonlight, one could vaguely see two old men, riding on a mighty black iron eagle, galloping from afar.

The jet-black iron eagle's wings sparkled in the moonlight, as if it was covered with a layer of silver armor, appearing extremely powerful.

The figures of the two old men, against the backdrop of the Iron Eagle, appear tall and mighty.

They were wearing leather armor, had wild hair, and their faces were somewhat deformed by the howling wind, but their eyes were always bright and looking forward.

When the Iron Eagles flew over, the surrounding trees seemed to feel their momentum and bowed their heads as if to pay tribute to the two old men.

When the Yilang and the others saw the Iron Eagle, the old patriarch and Yihuo, who were roaring towards them.

They were like children who had lost a battle. When they saw the tall and strong elders who always protected them from the wind and rain and guided them, they felt a sense of security, but also lowered their heads in shame.

Then, after a rude scolding from the old patriarch and Yihuo, they regained their confidence.

Sometimes, it's so magical that the effect of persuasion with kind words is not as good as that of scolding.

"A high-level ghost that controls a group of ghosts? A small demon? That's impossible." This was Yihuo's reaction after listening to Yilang's story.

"Liangshan should have some clues on this matter. Let's wait until he comes out of seclusion. Let's rush to the underground palace first. I believe Xiaocao has already brought Xiaola and the others to wait in the underground palace." The old patriarch said and winked at the two of them.

Yihuo and Yibao understood each other and turned the topic to the wounded, secretly keeping an eye on their surroundings.

However, what they didn't know was that Cube was surrounding the team, vigilantly searching for something.

A strange "ga ga" sound broke the tranquility of the brightly lit camp.

The bear that had just fallen asleep suddenly jumped up from the gondola, making a strange "ga ga" sound.

With a whoosh, a black spot flew onto the raised arm of the orphan bear.

He carried the falcon to the simple wooden table, took it down with a little unfamiliarity, quickly opened the small bamboo tube on its foot, poured out the roll of paper, opened it and took a look. His face changed.

It was a falcon message sent by the Left Wolf, which briefly described their own situation and asked the Left Bear to be extra careful.

The same situation also occurred in the temporary camp of the hunting team led by the remaining snake.

As their strength increased, they were no longer as cautious as before. After hunting during the day, they returned to the underground palace camp to rest, setting up a temporary camp anyway.

If Yilang and his men had rested in the underground palace, the attack by the group of ghosts tonight would never have happened.

In the final analysis, it was the increase in strength that gave them the illusion that there would be no major danger even if they spent the night in the hunting grounds and forests, so they set up a temporary camp and only set traps around it.

After all, they became complacent due to their increased strength.