The place where Lord Ruyue and Xie Zhe are is almost isolated from the world. Wuyong used the old locust trees to adjust the feng shui, and set up inconspicuous barriers around the courtyard to separate the small room from the outside world.
The spiritual veins were opened. Regarding everything that happened there, Han Zhang and Ling Hu outside had no idea at all.
For the two of them, the courtyard was eerily quiet. Especially after the commotion caused by the two resurrected stone lions, the surroundings seemed even more dead. No matter how they called the other two, they could not get any response. This made
Their panic reached its extreme. Finally, Han Chang also set his sights on the locust tree in the backyard.
"The spiritual power here... is very strange." He touched the tree trunk. "The yin energy is too strong, as if it is holding something back."
Ling Huan asked: "Do you also know Feng Shui? I don't know very well, but I remember the elders said that locust trees cannot be planted in the backyard."
"Are you sure it can't be done? Then there must be something wrong with this layout. But we don't dare to do anything easily. If it causes more trouble, it may not end well. However, why is this tree built into the wall?
?”
"Aren't they afraid of bugs crawling into the house?"
Ling Huan didn't understand either. They stood at the junction between the locust tree and the wall, helpless. After a while, Ling Huan conveniently put her right arm on the tree trunk. As soon as she did so, she suddenly withdrew her hand.
Han Chang asked her, "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
"It seems... like I got an electric shock. Maybe it's static electricity?"
Having said that, even Ling Huan was not sure. The static electricity was just a hit, but she felt a strange numbness flowing between her arms. Even if she moved her hand away, this feeling stayed for a while. She
Looking at the old locust tree, he hesitated and stretched out his hand again.
Now she was sure - there was indeed something unusual. It was like a warm breeze, a stream of heat, flowing freely under the skin and flowing between the muscles. After being heated for a while, it became cool and elusive again.
Hanshang also saw something, so he did not disturb her and let her continue to figure it out. Linghua withdrew her hand, feeling that her arms were still shaking slightly. This time she came forward, put her ear against the tree trunk, and listened carefully to what was inside.
sound.
"..."
Han Zhang wanted to ask, but in order to avoid disturbing her, she closed her newly opened mouth. After a long time, Ling Huan withdrew her ears and looked at the big tree with suspicion.
"I always feel...it's very noisy inside."
"It's very noisy?" Han Chang was puzzled, "How to make a noise?"
"All kinds of sounds... very strange, hard to describe."
"Let me listen and see."
Han Sheng also put his ears up and pressed against the tree just like Ling He did before. He suddenly understood what Ling He meant by "noisy", but the sound he heard was not as clear as Ling He's. This is
The disturbing sound of spiritual power, which ordinary people can see
He couldn't see it, and even he could only hear a little noise, such as different musical instruments that were damaged to varying degrees, playing tunes without melody at the same time. He frowned, took two steps back, and stared at the locust tree.
I looked at the tree for a while.
"Well... there's nothing we can do."
"What?"
"You give way. Stay as far away as possible." Han Chang raised his hand, "I'm going to burn this tree."
"Eh? Okay...you should also be careful."
Ye Lingquan quickly took a few steps back and looked at Han Shang cautiously. He raised his hands and pressed his palms on the tree trunk. There was no blazing fire as expected, only a piece of charred blackness began to spread from the place he touched. At the same time,
Thick smoke and a choking smell began to fill the courtyard. Ling Yu remembered that Han Zhang really didn't like open fires.
Yes, the front yard is only a temporary helpless move, not to mention that it is more open and will not burn the house. If there is an open fire burning here, I am afraid it will soon affect the buildings in this area and the sleeping residents.
They will also suffer disaster, and the fire will attract distant night watchmen. This kind of quiet burning is also a smart move.
The entire towering tree lost its vitality under her gaze. The green leaves that had not been green for a long time in spring turned withered and yellow one by one. The leaves that had lost their moisture were dry and hung on the branches with their last strength. When
When the whole tree became charred, it seemed to have shrunk unconsciously, and the parts where Han Chang's hands touched were already covered in layers of gray. When the breeze blew, ashes would dance with the wind.
Click...
"etc!"
Ling Yu seemed to hear something. The small "clicks" continued one after another and became clearer and clearer. She looked at the tree and could not see any changes from the outside, but the sound did not stop. She immediately stopped it.
He stopped Hanshang and tried to pull him up. He didn't seem to notice it, but there was a broken sound... no matter how you think about it, it was an ominous sign.
Click!
This time, there was a loud and ear-piercing noise, and even Han Zhang noticed it. Rather, what concerned him more than the sound was the scene in front of him. They all saw that the locust tree suddenly cracked from the center, from top to bottom.
, like a pair of giant
The big hand seemed to have broken it open. The inside of it was also charred black, but there was a strange light coming from the roots. Ling Huan no longer hesitated, rushed forward, grabbed Han Zhang and pulled him back. The two backed away.
After a few steps, I felt the brilliant blue color
It became more and more intense. Soon, there were crackling sounds like firecrackers exploding, one after another, and the burst of light was so intense that people could not open their eyes. They simultaneously protected their eyes and waited for the burst of light to dissipate. At the same time, the huge tree
The tree was torn apart like this, torn into several petals and pushed to the ground. The completely black wood began to slowly dissipate, turning into black carbon powder all over the ground. When I opened my eyes again, there was no trace of the existence of the tree at all.
.
Except for the deep holes in the ground and the recently collapsed wall.
The entire wall studded with trees collapsed, and Lord Ruyue pulled Xie Zhe, who was coughing, to poke his head out. And at the top of the pile of bricks, the shadow of a fifth person appeared at some point.
"Azhe! Lord Ruyue! Are you okay?"
Ling Huan ran forward, and Ru Yuejun signaled to her that the two of them were fine. But even so, they both had some injuries on their bodies. Although it was not serious, it could be seen that they had gone through a hard battle, and the exposed skin was covered with trauma.
and bruises. Xie Zhe shouted to her:
"Don't come here!"
"How……"
"Stay away from here!!"
Ling Huan quickly figured out why he said that. From the inside of the collapsed wall, countless pairs of eyes stared at them. At that moment, Ling Huan only felt creepy, and his legs were so weak that he almost forgot how to walk. Fortunately, Han
Zhang reacted quickly and pulled her away from the ominous devil's cave.
"Don't go there! They can handle it themselves!"
Having said that, both Xie Zhe and Ru Yuejun came to the open area. The puppets walked stiffly into the courtyard. There was nothing broken on their bodies, only a few cracks appeared on the surface. They moved with extremely slow speed.
Moving at a very fast speed, they gradually filled the whole courtyard and surrounded several people. A rough estimate was that there were probably hundreds of them.
"This, these are..."
"It's hard to explain," Xie Zhe stood next to Han Zhang, "They are both alive and dead... they can use magic."
"It's just some simple spells and little tricks."
Although Kisaragi-kun said so, half of her arm was broken. There was no flesh and blood, but there was a section of gray bone, which made people feel numb. For her, this shouldn't be considered very painful, but it was.
It will cause inconvenience in movement. After a brief separation, the four people reunited and looked at the self-evident common enemy.
Hanshang's face looked a bit off.
"You, you are..."
He looked at the one-eyed visitor for a while, and his eyes were full of things that were unfamiliar to his friends. Was it with anxious doubts, or with surprise and panic? They had never seen Han Shang show such an expression. His tone was also the same.
, not as calm and calm as before. He shouldn't be like this, it's not like him.
"You smell like warm wine!" He suddenly raised his voice, "Who are you?!"
Although it was a shocking question, in fact, the answer was self-evident. The eyes of several people looking at the man suddenly became as shocked as Han Sheng had been before. Xie Zhe sighed secretly, he had not been directly with the man just now.
Fighting, but I should have guessed after thinking about it
It was only right to reveal the other party's identity. Once his identity was almost completely confirmed, and when he thought about Mutsuki-kun... he couldn't help but clenched the hilt of the sword tighter. And Mutsuki-kun's long hair that he said was "kept as a souvenir" was still there.
Stuff it in their luggage.
"谰." Lord Ruyue revealed his identity.
"I thought it was obvious to you from the beginning."
"Where is he?!"
"Is this...the attitude of a fox asking for help?"
"Answer my question!!"
I don’t know if his throat was really thirsty or if he was just a frivolous person. He picked up the wine bag on his waist and took a few sips without answering his question. He waited for him to slowly remove his hand from his mouth.
When he moved away, he said:
"I don't think I've ever met your fox brother."
His mouth is full of false lies.
Needless to say, they all firmly believed that Chen must know the whereabouts of Wenjiu. Otherwise, how could he match the word "Wenjiu" in Han Shang's mouth with "Brother Fox"? What's even more annoying is that he probably is.
Said that on purpose
At this time, even Xie Zhe was a little sulky. He first glanced at the puppets nearby. They were relatively quiet for the time being and did not intend to act rashly. Then, he moved his eyes to Zhen, looking up and down, and said:
"You seriously injured my mentor and deceived my friend's brothers with your slanderous words. We should settle these accounts with you now."
"Mentor?" Zhen looked slightly sideways, "Who is it?"
Lord Ruyue scolded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense to this bastard, it's just a waste of time. Anyway, this spiritual vein has been destroyed, and they can no longer use this place as a warehouse with peace of mind!"
The cold wind blows in waves, seeming to overflow from the holes that once took root in the ground. The courtyard now looks dark, and the dim moonlight falls softly on the ground. In the faint light, Xie's expression is elusive.
"You seem to have made a mistake... I kindly tell you: this is not a warehouse."
"That's..." Ling Huan couldn't think of any other possibility.
"It's a 'flower shed'," Zhen replied seriously. "Don't you think they are waste products left by the Wuyong family that haven't had time to deal with? They will be sad if they know about it. Now, they are just flower buds.
That's all...weaker,
They are full of hope and have infinite possibilities. We are not transporting them outward, but transporting them inward. But thanks to your blessing, this place can no longer be used. The entire house has set up appropriate formations to cultivate them.
It took a lot of effort..."
Xie Zhe knew very well that in order to avoid trouble, he would destroy the entire place including them.
"By the way, there is one thing that I am a little concerned about." Chen rarely said more words than before, "According to the information from my subordinates, there were supposed to be four of you to deal with... But now there are four, which seems to be different from the outdated information provided.
