Chapter 31 Old friend, the projection of the master of the house is brutal
Seeing Xiaojun who had fled into the forest holding a dead wood stick and knocking down the crazy Wang Mazi with one stick, Wan Sanye was the first to rush forward and struggled to get up after falling to the ground.
, crying for my great-grandfather, with snot and saliva flowing out of his nose, but this cry was just the emotional release after fear, and it was much more pleasant to listen to than the previous uncontrollable cry.
The grandfather and grandson, separated by two generations, hugged each other and felt very excited. Xiaojun next to him scratched his head in embarrassment and apologized to me: "Brother Lu, I'm sorry, everyone was scared just now."
I was so stupid that I ran into the forest without any care, and only now was I scolded by Master Bird. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The fat hen above the head made a pretentious voice: "Master Bird, I told you to call me by my full name - Master Tiger Cat!"
"Oh, Lord Budgerigar..."
Fat hen: "..."
I shook my head and said to Xiaojun, who finally worked up the courage to rush back. It doesn't matter. Anyone who can defeat the timidity in his heart is a truly brave man. You did it. Xiaojun held his hands still stained with blood.
With the bloody stick on his head, Wang Mazi looked at the rolling black clouds in the sky, and asked me worriedly, "Brother Lu, how should we get out?"
Wang Mazi has successfully delayed us here for six or seven minutes. The surrounding scenery has turned into a dotted line, which is unpredictable, as if it is a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water. It is unreal. He is afraid that we will run around randomly.
When I was about to go out, I would be cut by the messy time and space in the formation, and I would be confused. I would either fall down the cliff, or fall into a pit or a dark cave in a stream, with no way out. However, I was not too anxious and looked up.
Looking at the fat hen hovering above his head, he said to the almighty tiger cat, please once again take on the important task of saving our destiny. I hope you can continue to work hard, carry forward the past, and lead us to the other side of success.
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"quack……"
The fat hen screamed exaggeratedly and said, "Little Poison, do you think I am the GPS in the maze of formations?" This ancient formation is exquisite, complex, and powerful, and cannot be controlled by anyone. What Li Zikun understands is nothing more.
It's just fur. However, if you betroth that cute little Duoduo to me, I can consider it...
Come on, it actually understands the global positioning system (GPS)?
Just threatening my sweetheart Duo Duo, this fat hen who took advantage of others' danger instantly became less cute in my eyes. People can die and their integrity cannot be lost, so I turned around and walked away, squatting on the ground.
Zamao Xiaodao, who was checking Wang Mazi's injuries, stood up and asked me where we were going. I said that I was always unlucky, and if I ran out with my head down, I might not die. He grabbed me.
, Come on, in this misty forest with rolling black clouds, where can you run? Mr. Tiger Cat, don’t be shy, it’s important to escape, we can talk about the rest later, okay?
Mr. Tiger Cat could tell at a glance that my toughness was deliberately pretending to be sarcastic. Come on, you are a little poisonous bird. If you stick your butt out, I will know what you will do. Come on.
, I won’t daunt you, just go west, that seems to be the only “door to life”.
I looked towards the leafy coniferous forest to the west and asked doubtfully, are you sure?
The west side is the passage we just came through. Can we break out of the foggy Black Bamboo Valley by walking there? The tiger cat looked at me with disdain and said, you silly boy, believe it or not. It
He spoke proudly, but Wan Sanye admired this mysterious budgerigar very much. He held his hand in front of him as a gift, said thank you for the advice, and ran towards the west with his little buttocks covered with tears on his face.
Seeing this scene, we no longer cared about the unconscious Wang Mazi on the ground, and ran away without making any stop.
When the Wan family brothers and Wan Yong saw us getting rid of Wang Mazi's entanglement and running towards the west, they also rushed over to join us. Wan Chao'an looked at the windy valley and cried out to Third Grandpa, "What should we do? We are going to die."
Are you done? I don’t want to die yet?
Seeing his useless look, Zamao Xiaodao shouted while running: "Who the hell wants to die? Shut up and save your energy!"
I don’t know why the Zamao Trail broke out suddenly. Looking at the people around, they didn’t see the shopkeeper. Seeing that Wan Yong had managed to wake up, he grabbed him and asked where Lao Zhao was. Wan Yong was in a daze.
He said he didn't know, even when he asked others, he said he didn't know. This series of things happened, which made people unable to breathe. How can they care about this? Only Mr. Wan San answered me, saying that Zhonghua is going to chase the Zhou Lin you are talking about.
He disappeared into the mountains and forests and disappeared. Later, the owner of the cottage appeared and there was no trace of him again.
Time was running out, and every minute seemed like the end of the world. We had no time to look for the shopkeeper, so we could only run.
I hurriedly ran to the edge of the coniferous forest, and I was about to reach the dense forest surrounded by black mist in another ten meters. I only heard a loud roar from the pit of bones and corpses behind me: "Want to run? Not that way.
It's easy, just stay alive..." The forest in front of us suddenly changed like a revolving lantern, turning into a high cliff. Wan Chaodong ran away very quickly, and was the first to run to the edge.
At first glance, the cliff was bottomless and seemed to lead directly to hell. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around for a few meters and screamed in shock.
I ran to the cliff and looked at the black bottomless abyss, feeling terrified. When I saw Xiaojun running next to me, I pulled off the wooden stick in his hand that was still stained with Wang Mazi's blood, and threw it forward.
It's not an illusion, spinning downwards and falling away.
After the manic roar, there was an earth-shattering sound, as if something was broken, and black energy suddenly surged in the pit of white bones and corpses. After stopping for a moment, it swept towards this direction.
The momentum was astonishing, and the leading wind blew like a knife, making my cheeks hurt.
I was terrified in my heart. It must have been that bastard Wang Mazi who delayed precious time, allowing the living soul of the hut master to fuse and condense the ghosts and ghosts in the pit of bones, and finally gained the power to control this magic circle.
The endless roars were like the rolling thunder on the horizon. We were threatened by the oncoming black air, and our hearts felt cold. There was a dead end behind us, but the road ahead was by no means smooth, so we could only grit our teeth and endure this.
Powerful, making the final struggle.
Wan Sanye has been catching ghosts all his life, and he is a veteran of countless ghosts. He glanced at the terrifying black air spreading in the distance, shook the soul-calling flag, and encouraged us loudly: "Don't be afraid, water
The car has overturned, and this magic circle has been stimulated to the extreme. After this period of time, it will naturally dissipate. And this black energy only exists with a mouth of will condensed by the last resentment and persistence. If this magic circle collapses, it will
It will naturally disappear between heaven and earth, so there is nothing to fear..."
We are all very anxious, saying that the old man is facing a fierce enemy, what should we do?
"Hold up... Chao'an, you guys, lie down on the ground!" Wan Sanye closed his eyes, raised his hips and stretched forward, swung the short flag in his hand, and hit the black air wave head-on.
call--
The black air was like a Category 10 typhoon, sweeping past us. A coldness like falling into an ice cave immediately spread throughout our bodies. At that moment, my brain seemed to freeze. I was blown back and staggered.
After a few steps, I almost fell off the cliff, but I waved my hands and managed to stabilize my body. As soon as I stood still, Xiaojun next to me actually fell to the edge of the cliff. I quickly stepped forward and grabbed him as he fell.
Xiaojun fell onto the cliff, and with a "chi" sound, his clothes could not withstand the huge force of the fall and were immediately damaged. I stretched out my other hand and grabbed Xiaojun's hand.
At this time, half of my body was hanging in the air to the edge of the cliff.
There are countless vengeful spirits trailing black smoke hovering around me. They are no better than Yin soldiers. They cannot devour flesh and blood like they do in the pit of bones and corpses, and they cannot affect real objects. Although they cannot hurt me at all, they are crazy in front of my ears and nose.
Roaring, changing into all kinds of weird images, trying to make me lose my mind and fall off the cliff.
I gritted my teeth, put my tongue on the roof of my mouth, and suddenly yelled out the nine-character mantra "solution" to put all these troubles out of my mind. Then I pulled Xiaojun to the ground with a sudden pull. I turned around and
Look, I saw Wan Sanye waving the flag and fighting with the howling ghosts, while Zamao Xiaodao used the peach wood stick in his hand as a sword and recited the secret "Dengyin Zhenjue" of Maoshan Sect.
In the second half of the night, there was a red light all over the body, and a faint fragrance floated around. The two of them burned all the energy in their bodies, vomited blood in their mouths, and stood in a stalemate with this evil wind.
Although Wan Chao'an, Wan Chaodong, Wan Chaoxin, and Wan Yong were born in the Jing Wu family and the Badong clan, they have heard about it since childhood, but they all have the physique of ordinary people and cannot be compared with this demonic ghost.
To resist, he could only lie down on the ground, and under the protection of Wan Sanye and Zamao Xiaodao, he would not let the wind blow him down the cliff. On the contrary, his little buttocks, lying on his stomach, showed curious eyes and looked at this
Horrible everything.
This demonic wind ghost shadow is not the power of the owner of the house alone, but the power of countless undead souls who have been dead in the pit for an unknown period of time.
The situation is extremely critical, the wind is gradually strengthening, and it seems to have the intention of rolling everyone under the cliff.
I summoned the golden silkworm Gu in my body, preparing to let it help me avoid these annoying cold resentful spirits, but the master tiger cat hovering in the air suddenly let out a long roar, like an eagle's cry, the sound became more and more passionate, piercing the sky,
The thick, ink-like black air surrounding us suddenly became much clearer. There were actually invisible breaths forced out of the adult's fat body, spreading the clear space four to five meters.
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It stood majestically above my head and shouted into the void: "Li Zikun, an old friend is here to visit, why don't you quickly put away this set of tricks?"
The black mist swirled, kept swimming, and finally stopped seven or eight meters in front of us. It transformed and condensed into a free black human form, staring at the tiger cat master's body as fat as a hen.
He murmured: "Old friend? I, Li Zikun, have lived in seclusion for forty years. Where can I find any old friends... Well, no, no! Are you the big traitor who suffered a thousand blows? You are..."
Before he finished speaking, a similar black shadow rushed towards it.