Chapter 176 Tracking Gu

Lin Zhao saw I wasn't talking and whispered, "Chen Shuyu gave me Tracking Gu. Should I put it on these tourists first?"

"Do it!" As I nodded, Lin Zhao quietly opened a porcelain bottle. A string of small insects, like summer flies, flew out of the bottle, silently landing on the tourists.

I watched as a fly touched the neck of a tourist in the front row, bit through their skin, and burrowed in.

The tourist in front of me didn't notice anything.

Lin Zhao said, "Including the driver, there are twenty-four people in this car. I was afraid of accidents, so I released twenty-four Tracking Gu. Now only three have returned!"

I asked, "What does that mean?"

"One of the Gu worms was either swatted to death or crawled somewhere else." Lin Zhao finished and glanced at the ground.

Under our feet was the luggage compartment of the long-distance bus.

Could there be someone down there?

I quickly asked, "Is Chen Shuyu's Tracking Gu only useful on people?"

Lin Zhao said, "Chen Shuyu told me that the Tracking Gu can bite through anything. If the target's skin is too thick, the Tracking Gu won't work."

I glanced at Ye Yang, and he nodded slightly. He understood that I wanted him to protect me.

I pretended to be asleep, leaning against the car seat, and focused my mind under the car.

Do warlocks have the ability to "see through boxes"? The answer is "yes."

Most warlocks know the secret arts of seeing through the air and guessing objects in boxes. However, warlocks aren't deities. To do this, two prerequisites must be met: there must be something in the place they want to see as a guide to receive their spiritual consciousness.

This guide is either a companion they arranged in advance or a spirit talisman.

The other prerequisite is that there are no warlocks or deities of the same level interfering; otherwise, the warlock is easily backfired.

There were spirit talismans in my suitcase. After I calmed my mind, boxes quickly appeared before my eyes.

Soon after, I saw the box specially placed in the corner.

As my spiritual consciousness pushed forward, the zipper on the box was slowly pushed open a crack with a finger. Before long, I saw an arm stretch out of the box.

Seconds later, a person crawled out of the old-fashioned leather suitcase sideways, climbing onto the adjacent suitcase with both hands and feet, sticking to the suitcase, and fiddling with the combination lock on the suitcase.

I was slightly stunned, but the person suddenly turned around and collided with my spiritual consciousness. I suddenly sat up straight with a jolt.

Ye Yang immediately supported my arm, and a burst of true energy entered my body.

Half the people in the carriage turned to look at me. Lin Zhao quickly explained, "Sorry, my brother doesn't sleep well and always has nightmares. He was just frightened by a nightmare."

Most of the tourists just smiled kindly. The old man sitting in front of me twisted around and said to me, "Young man, you shouldn't go to the mountains like this. Otherwise, you'll be in for a lot of trouble!"

I deliberately asked, "Are you a fortune teller, old man?"

"I'm a doctor!" The old man said with a smile, "You're burning the midnight oil for extended periods, so you have insufficient vital energy! Weak energy makes it easier to be haunted by ghosts!"

"Others can't see anything when they enter the mountains, but you'll be like you've opened your Yin-Yang eyes when you enter the mountains. Maybe you'll see something?"

"If someone tries to talk to you, will you open your mouth? If you don't speak, they'll keep following you. If you open your mouth, maybe they'll tell you something?"

"Knowing too much about some things means you're not far from death."

I sneered, "I say, old man, you're so old. Is it interesting to scare people like this?"

The old man said helplessly, "Young people nowadays just can't listen to old sayings. Those who don't listen to the elders will suffer!"

My face sank, "Old man, if I were your age, I would definitely go around talking nonsense seriously. Maybe I could scare a few fools to death."

"If you want to talk, I'll listen as a story. If you're going to tell me that I can save you or something, then don't say it. I don't have that kind of money!"

The old man was so angry that his face turned green. He snorted coldly and turned around.

Lin Zhao secretly made a gesture behind the old man, asking me if I wanted to probe his background.

Just as I was about to speak, the old man in front of me opened his mouth, "Young man, if you don't want to listen to my kind advice, fine, but what do you mean by gesturing behind my back?"

"Your family education isn't very good!"

Lin Zhao was flushed with anger. I raised my hand and slapped the old man on the back of his head. The old man screamed and slumped on the seat in front of him.

I grabbed his collar and pulled him up again, "Old fart, I'm telling you, you better not pretend to be unconscious. If you pretend to be unconscious, I can slap you awake. Do you believe me?"

"You..." The old man trembled with anger, "Do you even know how to respect the old and cherish the young?"

"I respect your ass!" I raised my hand and slapped the other person's face again, "I wouldn't respect a damned liar like you."

The old man's face changed instantly.