The moon agreed, and I opened the car door and got in. I thought that after running the heater all night, the temperature inside the car should be very high, at least above zero degrees Celsius, but the reality was that I almost jumped out as soon as I got in.
Cold... it was too cold. The temperature inside the car was definitely below zero. The windows, the tables, and the chairs were all covered in frost. When I touched the steering wheel, a wave of cold air seeped into my body along my arm.
I tried to start the engine, and it worked fine. I thought the battery would have died from running the air conditioner all night. I put the car in gear, stepped on the accelerator, and prepared to find a suitable spot to set up the formation.
As soon as the car started moving, I slammed on the brakes, stalling the engine. I rolled down the window and yelled at Wang Defa, who was blocking the car, "Did you drink too much fake liquor? Are you tired of living?"
Wang Defa swayed, his face looking a bit pale as he blocked the car. He shook his head, as if trying to shake the alcohol he had consumed the night before out of his brain.
"What are you driving out for so early in the morning? Don't tell me you're planning to escape halfway?" Wang Defa asked, his gaze unfocused, after retching twice.
"I..." I was about to explain why I was driving, but I swallowed my words. Yue'er's injury couldn't be revealed now, at least not until she recovered.
"I don't have time to explain, get out of the way quickly," I said, my face darkening.
"Song Qingyun, last night I thought you were a man, but I didn't expect you to try and run away while I was drunk. I overestimated you," Wang Defa said with disdain, continuing, "If you have the guts, run me over. I don't want to live anymore anyway."
I was so angry I could have exploded. What kind of person is this? He's a scoundrel and sees everyone else as a scoundrel. This is too outrageous.
I really wanted to drive over him, but my reason told me that this wouldn't work. Wang Defa was out of his mind, and what he was saying was driven by drunken anger. Arguing with a drunkard is a fool's errand.
"Brother Zhang..."
Zhang Dabiao walked over from behind the car with a smile and said, "Old Wang, don't you think that if we brothers really wanted to leave, why would we leave at dawn? You were drunk as a dead dog last night, wouldn't it have been more convenient to leave then?"
"Then what are you driving for? Don't tell me you're going back to get supplies?" Wang Defa continued to pursue with his relentless questioning.
"I can't tell you what we're doing for now, and the car won't go far, just to the foot of that mountain over there. You can see it from here. Besides, I'll stay here as a hostage. If I don't get in the car, will that be okay?" Zhang Dabiao said, stepping forward and dragging Wang Defa away.
Although Wang Defa looked reluctant, since the conversation had reached this point, continuing to stalemate would only lead to more unpleasantness, so someone had to compromise.
I drove the car to a spot that wouldn't be exposed to sunlight and stopped, then got out to set up the formation.
The formation of the Yin Gathering Array wasn't too difficult. It was the opposite of the Six Lines hexagram. As long as it was arranged in reverse order, and Yin talismans were used on the formation base.
"Six Lines reverse hexagram, Heaven Ascends, people in the sect gather Yin wealth, formation rise..."
As the yellow paper talismans turned black, I knew the formation was complete. At the same time, I could feel the surrounding Yin energy rapidly converging into the car.
However, it was daytime. Even with the support of the Yin Gathering Array, the Yin energy was only slightly more than the Yang energy. I didn't know why Yue'er hadn't let me use the Yin Gathering Array yesterday.
After waiting for a while and seeing that Yue'er had no further instructions, I walked towards the campsite.
I didn't know how Zhang Dabiao had conned Wang Defa. When I returned to the campsite, the two of them were talking with their arms around each other's shoulders, with empty wine bottles lying at their feet.
I glanced at Wu Yun's car. The interior was pitch black, and the sunlight didn't reflect off the windows. Looking closely at the car door, I saw ant-sized insects crawling in the gaps. There was no doubt that this was Wu Yun's defensive measure.
"You two are drinking so early in the morning. Don't you know that drinking in the morning makes you drunk all day?" I said, finding ham, bread, and water from the food supplies and tearing open the packaging.
"What do you know? Old Wang was drunk yesterday, this is to help him sober up," Zhang Dabiao explained with a laugh, then clinked bottles with Wang Defa.
Faced with such sophistry, I was speechless. I didn't know where he came up with such an excuse. Wang Defa's complexion had improved considerably, no longer looking as if his mother had just died.
Seeing me looking at him, he even smiled, which left me a bit bewildered.
He had been acting as if he wanted to die or live, even threatening me to run him over, and now, in just a moment, he had transformed into a different person.
I looked at Zhang Dabiao in confusion.
Seeing me looking at him, Zhang Dabiao chuckled, "Surprised Old Wang is doing better again, right?"
I nodded, remaining silent.
"Old Wang just received a call. The reinforcement troops will arrive this afternoon, equipped with a large number of firearms, and I heard there are flying little birds too." Zhang Dabiao made a flying gesture, which left me completely confused. I quickly asked what flying little birds he was talking about.
"Rocket launchers! When those things fly out, they go 'whoosh,' aren't they flying little birds!" Zhang Dabiao said, looking at me as if I were an idiot.
Damn it, what's the connection between little birds and rocket launchers? They're completely unrelated! But it also indirectly explained one thing: that important figure in the capital was in a hurry.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have ordered people to bring a large number of firearms for support. Having firearms is a good thing, and it would certainly be more than enough to deal with the mountain spirits. But what about the other group of people?
Yue'er had said that the people who injured her were someone else. Old Heavenly Master Fang and the sleeping Taoist were not dead, but had hidden in the fake underground palace. As for the people who injured Yue'er, they had entered the real underground palace. It was still unknown which level of the underground palace they had entered.
Just having firearms wasn't enough. A large number of cultivators and people from the Yin sector were also needed. Even though ordinary people wielding firearms could fight many people, if cultivators were given time, they could set up formations to make ordinary people kill each other within the formations, and the real culprits would never be found.
I also imitated Zhang Dabiao's way of calling Wang Defa and said, "Old Wang, no matter how many ordinary people come, it's useless. There are evil spirits on Qingfeng Mountain, and there are also people whose names I can't recall climbing the mountain. That group of people has already entered the underground palace. Old Heavenly Master Fang and the sleeping Taoist, because they avoided the danger, have entered the fake underground palace and should be safe for now..."
Hearing this, Wang Defa immediately perked up, his face filled with excitement. He grabbed my shoulder and shook me, saying, "What did you say? Old Heavenly Master Fang and the sleeping Taoist are not dead?" My shoulder hurt from his grip, showing how happy he was.
I shrugged my shoulders, not breaking free, and pretended to be angry, "Let go quickly, or I won't say anything more."
Wang Defa quickly let go, then gave up his stool, pushed me into the chair, and said, "Hehe... I was just excited! Please don't mind, take your time and tell me, no rush."
"Yue'er has found out that another group of people has entered the mountain. These people are very mysterious, and their identities are still unknown. Oh, by the way, the bodies of your subordinates were eaten by one of these people... so ordinary people coming for support is not enough, we also need a large number of cultivators or people from the Yin sector."
"This... are those people not afraid of firearms?" Wang Defa asked with some difficulty.
"Do zombies fear bullets?"
"They shouldn't fear bullets, but rocket launchers should work on them, right?"
I looked at Wang Defa with the expression of an idiot and said, "If you want to bury yourself in the mountain, then go ahead and do that."
Rocket launchers are powerful, but using them underground is suicidal.
"Then... okay! I'll report to the capital again..."
Watching Wang Defa run off to make a phone call, Zhang Dabiao leaned closer and said, "There's really a group of mysterious people? You're not lying to him, are you?"
I rolled my eyes and said, "When have I ever lied?"
"My goodness, this is going to be a big mess..."