??uuuuu The feeling of defeat had also calmed Lin Feiyu down, and he admired Uncle Hai even more. When it came to something outside his own field of expertise, he really ought to listen to the expert.
"Uncle Hai, how is Zhao Yi?" Zhao Qian asked worriedly. After all, Zhao Yi was her younger male cousin, and she did not want the Zhao Family to gain another coffin.
Uncle Hai reached out, as if he wanted to perform a divination, but I stopped him and said, "Qian, don't worry. Zhao Yi is shouting his head off, and he's not a very courageous man. At most, the lightning struck beside his feet and scared him half to death. If it had really struck him, he'd already be dead. How could he still be making a sound?"
"Mm. Brother Xia must be right. We'd better hurry up," Lin Feiyu chimed in. He knew that the most important thing now was to spare Uncle Hai as much effort as possible.
Her momentary panic had almost made Uncle Hai's situation even worse. Zhao Qian was clever as ice and snow, and she understood at once, feeling deeply guilty.
However, seeing that our group still had to continue forward, she did not say anything more. Cursed trash.
When we were almost at the mountaintop, Uncle Hai stopped us. He took out his Eight-Trigram Tortoise and a paper effigy, formed several hand seals, and had each of us hand over a strand of hair. He tied the paper effigy and the Eight-Trigram Tortoise together, then released the tortoise.
The Eight-Trigram Tortoise stretched out its head and looked back at Uncle Hai in a remarkably human manner. Then it struggled up another path toward the mountaintop. We were all somewhat curious, but Uncle Hai merely beckoned us