The metaphysical mother returns, and the villain son stands at attention

Chapter 255: Building a Formation
The atmosphere was still not very good throughout the rest of the trip.

Gu Qingyin felt that after Huo Xingchen's explanation, not only her reputation, but also the reputation of her husband, her master, and even her son were affected?

Seeing that Huo Xingchen wanted to say something, Gu Qingyin covered the child's mouth and smiled fakely, "Be good, save your energy."

Huo Xingchen blinked to indicate that he understood.

The expressions of the others became more complicated when they saw this.

Dongfang Lingjun sighed and advised: "Qingyin, be nice to the child."

Gu Qingyin: ...Is it possible that all the words I just said were in vain?
Not only did it fail to explain clearly, it also had the opposite effect.

This road was exactly as Huo Xingchen had described. There was no major danger after passing the Ghost King's territory. The next half of the road was unobstructed, and everyone soon arrived at their destination.

It is a small valley with no trees, only low shrubs. After clearing it, it will be very suitable for setting up the formation.

"Let's take a break first." Dongfang Lingjun sat down on a rock and wiped the sweat off his face, but his eyes were always busy observing the surroundings.

Gu Ziqian was rare and diligent enough to stand on a high place and watch along.

The two of them communicated with each other from time to time.

Gu Qingyin and Huo Xingchen sat together. While taking a break, they also listened to their conversation. Although they didn't quite understand what they were saying, they pretended to understand it.

Huo Yunjing took the paper man to look for food. The supplies they brought were almost used up in the game space, and they were not sure how long they would stay in the mountains, so they had to save as much as possible.

Not long after, Huo Yunjing came back with two wreaths in his hands. Behind him, a paper man was holding a bunch of wild fruits tirelessly.

Huo Yunjing walked up to Gu Qingyin and Huo Xingchen and handed the wreath to them without saying a word.

Huo Xingchen was very surprised, "Thank you, uncle!"

Gu Qingyin was a little surprised, but she also smiled, thanked him, and took the wreath.

"Uncle Huo! Did you weave this yourself?" Huo Xingchen put on the wreath and took out his phone to take pictures. He was very happy. "Can you teach me?"

Of course Huo Yunjing would not refuse. Since there were no nice flowers nearby, he just picked two blades of grass instead. The steps were the same anyway.

Gu Qingyin didn't wear it. She was a little absent-minded looking at the wreath. Did her husband also have this skill? When he came over, she would definitely ask him.

After eating and drinking for more than half an hour, everyone started to get down to business.

First determine the range of the formation, then weed.

Everyone is a master, and they all show off their magical powers when weeding.

Magic formulas, talismans, formations, paper figures... all in action! Although the workload was quite a lot, it was completed very quickly, and it was done very cleanly.

In this area alone, don’t even think about growing any grass in the next two years.

After cleaning up the site, it was getting dark and everyone started busy setting up camp.

The original plan was for Zhang Qiuyan, Gu Qingyin and Huo Xingchen to live in the same tent, but now they know that Huo Xingchen is an adult man in his twenties, so it is not appropriate for them to live together.

Huo Xingchen was kicked out and moved in with Huo Yunjing. The remaining Gu Ziqian and Dongfang Lingjun both lived in single tents.

Four tents formed a semicircle in the open space, a bonfire was lit in the middle, and the picnic began.

Barbecue and wild vegetable soup are indispensable. The dessert after the meal is wild fruit from the mountains. It is not delicious, but it is enough to fill the stomach.

After dinner, everyone sat there and chatted for a while, then went back to their tents to sleep. Tomorrow, they would have to start setting up the formation, so they wouldn't have that much time to rest.

There was a defensive formation arranged by Zhang Qiuyan around the tent, so there was no need to worry about attacks from wild animals. After the campfire was extinguished, the tents were also extinguished one by one. Under the night sky, only the paper man was left sitting alone outside.

The paper man sat motionless until daybreak, when he suddenly moved.

First, he carefully relit the bonfire, then carried the bucket to the stream where Huo Yunjing had taken it yesterday to fetch water. When he finally brought the water back, everyone in the tent had already come out.

The first person to see the paper man was Zhang Qiuyan. She exclaimed, "How did you get into this state?"

When Gu Qingyin heard the voice, she turned around and was also speechless.

The paper man's hands were black and white, obviously having been burned by fire. His legs and body were wet, but he was able to stand thanks to his skeleton.

The paper man put down the bucket, raised his hand to scratch his head embarrassedly, and grabbed a piece of paper scraps.

Gu Qingyin sighed, "Come, I'll make it up for you."

The paper man walked over obediently, raised his hands and stood still.

Gu Qingyin kept muttering as she mended the wound, "You are paper. Water and fire are your natural enemies. Remember to stay away from them in the future and don't get close to them casually. What if you didn't control the distance when you lit the fire just now and got burned? When I come out, you will be burned to ashes and there will be no way to mend the wound even if I want to!"

The paper man listened to the lecture motionlessly.

"Alright." Repairing is much faster than redoing it. Gu Qingyin patted the paper man's head and said, "Stay away from the fire."

The paper man nodded, silently entered the tent, helped them pack their sleeping bags and luggage, and after everyone had washed up, he folded up the tent as well.

"Let's start." Dongfang Lingjun looked serious and took the role of commander.

With Huo Yunjing as the core, the other four people guarded one of the four corners of the formation respectively.

Huo Xingchen watched from a distance accompanied by a paper man.

The four people at the four corners began to carve the array patterns at the same time, occasionally using talismans to assist.

In the open space, lines of light shot out from the sides of several people, intertwined and connected with each other, and finally converged where Huo Yunjing was.

The formation pattern is very complicated. The sun rises from the east and sets in the west, and the whole process has not been completed yet.

Huo Xingchen sat on a big rock holding a rice ball, watching and eating, muttering vaguely, "How long will it take?"

The paper man cannot speak, but he has a pen, and when he hears something he will write on his body in response.

Huo Xingchen quickly stopped the man and handed him a small notebook, "Write here."

The paper man took it and wrote a line of beautiful words: If all goes well, it can be done tomorrow morning.

Huo Xingchen blinked, "What if it's not going well?"

The paper man continued to write: That depends on how bad things are. But you'd better pray for good things, otherwise we will have to stay in the mountains for a long time, and we won't be able to eat or sleep well, which will affect our health.

Huo Xingchen was amused and said, "You know a lot."

The paper man didn't respond.

The construction of the formation went more smoothly than they had expected and was completed before dawn.

They worked very hard for almost a whole day and night, and when they finished, there was a hint of fatigue in their eyes.

"continue."

After eating a little and drinking a few sips of water, they returned to their respective positions and prepared to activate the formation.

"Success or failure depends on this one move." Dongfang Lingjun said in a serious tone, "Don't be too impatient when injecting spiritual power. Pay attention to balance."

Everyone had simulated it more than once, but they still nodded seriously when they heard it, and injected spiritual power after Dongfang Lingjun gave the signal.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the light of the formation became brighter and brighter, at one point overshadowing the morning glow in the sky.

(End of this chapter)