Before his voice had faded, Fourth Master Gray squeaked again, "Besides, you already changed rooms. Who could find that tunnel? Don't be so cautious that you hold everything up for nothing."
Luo Bin fell silent.
He could not explain it. It was a diviner's intuition.
There was another reason he had not cast a hexagram, and it was simple.
The dead had no fate. It was difficult for him to divine the whereabouts of a corpse.
A Living Buddha or a Sinpo was powerful enough to throw his hexagrams into chaos, or even inflict severe backlash.
He continued south with the rats, but the feeling of being followed would not go away.
Although Fourth Master Gray had given no warning, Luo Bin was already certain that danger was drawing near!
By now, he had almost reached the bottom of the Dergé Thangka Temple's hillside. Luo Bin stopped.
"Little Luo, why have you stopped again?"
Fourth Master Gray squeaked again, sounding especially displeased.
Gu worms crawled out over Luo Bin's body and hid in the folds of his monk's robe.
Taking three steps sideways, Luo Bin settled into position.
It all happened extremely quickly. In just a few seconds, Luo Bin was ready for battle!
A short distance away, someone stepped out from beside a boulder.
He was tall and dark-skinned, his frame so large that even his monk's robe did not look loose.
He carried a thick iron rod, and Luo Bin could just make out its pointed tip.
"What the hell? He actually followed us here?" Fourth Master Gray's squeaks were full of disbelief.
Luo Bin's eyelids twitched.
There was something faintly familiar about this man's face.
Soon, Luo Bin remembered.
This was one of the three men who had hunted him back then.
The Iron-Staff Lama!
"Lama Master