Those final words provided more than enough hints.
First, White Robe Worshipped Ghost had always been inside the cave beneath the riverbank of the moat;
Second, it could not be actively sought out. It could only be seen when it was willing to reveal itself.
Yet at this moment, in Xiao Qian Duyue's eyes, Ji Li had already been consumed by black mist.
In her vision, Ji Li was nearly submerged in that calamity, about to be completely swallowed.
Ji Li tucked the notebook into his clothes. Unwilling to wait another moment, he turned and said:
"Back to the moat!"
Xiao Qian Duyue could not stand by any longer. She felt that Ji Li had gone mad and was hopelessly trapped in a wrong decision.
She hurriedly grabbed the sleeve he was about to leave in, tugging him back as she whispered:
"This is a trap. You'll die if you go!"
How could Ji Li fail to see such obvious intent? But what choice did he have?
White Robe Worshipped Ghost was connected to the secret from fifty years ago. It knew how Ji Li had become a statue worshipped by ghosts.
Tong En and his wife's skulls had passed from its hands. Other than the Heavenly Sea main storyline, this was the greatest source of clues. No matter what, Ji Li could not bring himself to let it go.
He forcefully tried to shake off Xiao Qian's grip, lowering his voice as he said:
"This opportunity comes once in a lifetime. Now that it's willing to show itself, there won't be another chance!"
Xiao Qian Duyue clenched his sleeve tightly with both hands and refused to let go, saying urgently:
"Don't you want to know why Mu Nianmei gave me these eyes?
Because this was a deal between her