Chapter 1056: The snipe and the clam fight, Yu Ben wins
Both of them used ruthless moves, rushing to kill each other. There was no glamor or mystery like the "fighting skills" in the TV series, only gusts of sinister wind.
The thick chains in the room were affected by the rich and gloomy aura, and the earth trembled with clanging sounds. Some kind of weird aura flowed along the chains and gathered in front of the white jade coffin, as if it was accelerating to awaken the extremely gloomy ghost lying in the pass.
Yu Xing paid attention to the position of himself and the white jade coffin, and wrapped the coffin with black mist to block the power from the chain. However, he was slightly corroded and felt a little uncomfortable. He simply sat on the coffin and watched the dog-eat-dog scene.
duel.
Master Wanban held a scroll of blood-lettered scriptures, and as he turned the pages, blood filled the air. Several blurry translucent ghosts flew out of the pages, and the air was suddenly filled with resentment that had almost turned into substance.
They were obviously incorporeal, but their bodies were wet from top to bottom, as if they had just climbed out of the water, with thick rotten liquid dripping onto the ground, emitting a fishy stench.
The scriptures composed of blood characters were engraved on the twisted faces of the ghosts. As soon as they came out, they followed Master Wanban's thoughts and rushed towards Jiang Po with open teeth and claws.
Master Wanban himself held a scripture in one hand and a small knife in the other. He made a cut on the back of his hand, which had become flabby and old. Blood flowed from the wound, but did not fall down.
He stared at Jiang Po fiercely, and suddenly took out a palm-sized piece of human skin from his arms. The blood on the back of his hand moved as he pulled it. He used his fingers as a pen and began to write Jiang Po's birthday on the skin.
character!
"The skin of a dead person with an extremely yin fate, haha, Zhang Dequan, you are going to do everything that damages your yin virtue!" Jiang Po knew that Master Wanban wanted to use this object to curse her, and she was angry but also a little afraid.
After a moment of illusion, he took advantage of the flexibility of his young body to block the entanglement of those ghosts by one person. The charms flew from his fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, the nearest ghost disappeared.
Master Wanba opened and closed his lips silently, focusing on his fingertips. He did not argue with Po Jiang anymore, and seemed to be calculating something while writing.
Yu Xing listened attentively and found that the other party was indeed calculating numbers, because Jiang Po had worn Alan's skin and was rejuvenated to a certain extent, regaining her youth. Naturally, the effect that her original birth horoscope could achieve has been greatly reduced!
If you want to accurately capture the horoscope that Jiang Po and Alan are pointing to after "merging into one", you must get close enough to observe the changes in Jiang Po's fate with your own eyes, otherwise something will go wrong.
This is the reason why Master Wanban did not write the eight-character medium on human skin in advance, but only started writing on the spot after facing Jiang Po!
Jiang Po could feel the shock to her whole body. She sneered, avoided the entanglement of the ghost, waved her arm, and shadow puppets as big as a baby's forearm jumped out of her sleeves.
Their colors were obscure, and their long and slender arms covered half of their faces. Their slender smiling eyes and bright red curved lips appeared between their fingers, and overlapping high-pitched laughter suddenly appeared in the air.
As if being controlled by invisible hands, the shadow puppets are thin but standing on their own, swaying left and right and doing a weird dance. The black eyes like ink spots in their eyes are rolling around, and finally they all point to the position of Master Wanban.
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The colors on the shadow puppets became brighter, and even their auras seemed to come alive. They all spoke together, and the originally identical voices began to differentiate. There were men and women, old and young, all consistent with their respective images.
These voices were combined in high or low pitches, asking in a cadence:
"Set up the stage, look at the shadow, oh, who are you?"
One of the male shadow puppets in blue cloth arched his body exaggeratedly and took a puff from a pipe that was as long as his hand. There was actually a faint smoke floating out.
It replied: "Me, me! My wife's salesman is dead in the east of the village!"
The shadow puppet of an old woman in a dark blue dress put her hands on her waist and replied viciously: "Me, me! I tied up the abducted woman with a rope and fed her dog food, she can't run away!"
The female shadow puppet in a light-colored dress wiped the blood from her eyes and cried: "Me, me! I am blind and blind, and I am separated from my family. I was sold into the mountains by a gangster and given raw rice as a bride."
Give birth to a baby dog leash!"
Each shadow puppet has its own story, some are related to each other, and some are independent. They cry or laugh, and after finishing speaking, they dance together and assume various exaggerated poses.
Unknowingly, one more shadow puppet appeared. It was an old man wearing decent robes and full of energy.
Its hairstyle, face and clothes were exactly the same as Master Wanban's. As soon as Master Wanban saw it, he immediately directed the remaining ghosts to attack it, but they were all blocked by Jiang Po.
The old man's shadow puppet walked slowly to the front. The other shadow puppets surrounded him and asked in unison: "Oh, who are you?"
It replied: "Me, me!"
As soon as the voice, which is still the same as that of all the masters, appears, there seems to be some invisible connection between this person and the shadow puppet. It sings: "Unkind and unjust evil sorcerers, they only care about money and have no virtue. Swindling and abduction will lead to disasters.
A god in the Nu River!"
The color on its face quickly turned gray, as if there were water stains leaching out, and large swaths of blood stained the respectable clothes. The shadow puppet made a painful look: "Ah! The wicked are taken by God, and the retribution is final! Death, death.
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At the same time, Master Wanban's body was bursting with blood, and blood clots including his skin and flesh fell off his body, staining the expensive clothes and fabrics.
His face twitched, either because of pain or because he was using his energy to fight against this strange attack. The figure of Jiang Po was reflected in those turbid eyes, and the looming fate was clearly visible at a certain moment. One of his eyes suddenly exploded, but he laughed.
laughing out loud.
“I’ve got it, I’ve got it!”
Blood-stained fingers wrote the last strokes of the complete birth date. The evil storm rose. Master Wanban took the human skin and put his hands together, and the filthy and dark aura instantly soaked it.
The flexible Jiang Po suddenly stiffened, and her life seemed to be withdrawn quickly. Every joint was as hard to move as a dead corpse, and her internal organs began to rot. The ghosts took the opportunity to entangle themselves and devour Jiang Po's spirit and vitality.
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Both of them used the killing move that was at the bottom of the box, which was weird and invisible and difficult to guard against. When both were hit, one was turning into a corpse, and the other was starting to rot and fall from the surface. They were almost fighting for who would die first.
Master Wanban cherished his life after all, and turned to Yu Xing, who was sitting in the coffin watching the show: "The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman benefits. Why don't you take action now and get rid of both of us?"
He would say this, so he naturally had a back-up plan. As long as Yu Xing intervened, he was quite confident that he could ask the shadow puppet man to reverse the curse on him.
He didn't even use words to induce him, because he believed that such a good opportunity came only once in a lifetime, and Yu Xing had no reason not to take action.
Jiang Po also slowly turned her head and said in a vicious voice: "A nest of snakes and rats..."
But Yu Xing, who was sitting on the coffin, still looked as if he was watching a play with great interest and remained motionless.
The hearts of Po Jiang and Master Wanban jumped at the same time. The latter waved his arm so rotten that the bones could be seen, and Yu Xing and the white jade coffin under his butt suddenly disappeared like smoke.
Master Wanban's expression changed drastically - what was left here turned out to be just an illusion.