This time the air wave was very steady, and there was no sense of weightlessness like the talisman in the first chapter. The water wave generally carried them forward for a long distance, until Siling pulled him to hug the tree trunk.

"What kind of chant did you just sing?" It was too short. Could it be that it was only half of the chant? Jiang Zhengxing became nervous because his father could shorten the chant and make it more concise. Could Siling be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?

There were a lot fewer vines at the top, so Si Ling was able to take the time to cut off the rice dumpling strings on Jiang Zhengxing's body. She couldn't hold such a dragster, so it was better to let him go quickly and let him fend for himself.

"Let me ask you a question? What kind of chant is it?"

"Fulu pays attention to the unity of mind and spirit, and sincerity leads to spirituality..." Si Ling's explanation seemed to Jiang Zhengxing to be like telling him that one should be kind and that suffering losses is a blessing.

He pursed his lips, "I really want to know which chapter of chanting you just said..."

Si Ling put the dagger away from her waist, her eyes were solemn and somewhat doubtful, "I just said Amitabha." She lowered her head and looked at the vines climbing up the tree trunk, and squeezed out the solidified wound on her fingertips again.

Blood.

In front of Jiang Zhengxing, he drew the different-looking talisman again, then clasped his hands together and said in a pious and solemn voice, "Amitabha..." With this "chanting" Jiang Zhengxing was directly swept away. He rolled on the grass.

After a few laps, he realized that he had escaped the attack range of the vines.

There was no trace of Si Ling around him. He cursed and walked out for a long time, only to find that the points he had on him were missing.

…

Taking the points robbed from Jiang Zhengxing, Si Ling carefully counted them again and found that there were only 6 points. He put the points away close to his body, chose a farther direction, and swung out again.

Even if these vines are cut, they will still automatically wrap around the objects they touch. Si Ling chose the longest one and let it wrap around his schoolbag. This is much easier to use than the ropes in the equipment. That's it.

From time to time he would have to strangle her waist, which was a bit annoying.

In the next half day, Si Ling caught a few more ghosts. However, the points hovered between two and three points. During this period, the green vines spread again. There was only water and combat food in the backpack.

A small part was consumed, and some were left behind while running away.

Based on the appetite of an adult man, they should be able to last another whole day. Si Ling unfolded the map and roughly drew a circle based on the distance he had moved so far. The range of activities on the island was still too wide.

The flag indicating the finish line should not appear tonight.

She walked about the same distance in the opposite direction to ensure that she would not be attacked by the environment and monsters at night. When she was looking for a high ground to get a better view, she found cinnabar mixed in the soil.

She was in a magic circle set up by others. Perhaps the other party was setting up the formation, or maybe they hadn't noticed that she had arrived. The formation had not been triggered yet. It was difficult to judge the formation under her feet just from this trace of cinnabar.

What effect does the magic have? She can only confirm that the area of ​​this formation is very wide. She is not sure whether she is at the edge or the center of the formation, so she cannot determine the effect of destroying the formation.
Chapter completed!