In an instant, the Yin energy was filled with treacherous hooks, and all kinds of evil spirits revealed their original appearance, and the scene became bloody and chaotic. The originally delicate girls, the working boys, the guards and handymen, all swarmed upstairs at the sound of the madam.
At this time, evil spirits also use various methods to show off themselves. Just like people need to show off in front of their leaders, they also use a variety of unique skills.
Some have good legs and feet and can jump over directly; some have strong intestines and can be directly hooked on the roof beams to swing over; there are also those with evil spirits floating high up and hanging in the air...
However, this kind of sudden madness, judging from human experience, will cause serious stampedes, so the evil spirits will also have a lot of trouble.
"You stepped on my intestines!"
"Where are my legs?"
"Whose head is this?"
The chaotic scene made Su Fei feel confused, and he didn't even react for a moment.
After watching it for a while, I finally decided to do something in advance.
Although things did not progress according to his plan, and he was stopped by the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple with a look, but a truly strong man must know how to adapt to changes and must have the ability to change the plot at any time.
"Don't clamp, don't clamp, it's going to explode." As soon as an evil spirit with an unstable soul finished speaking, it was squeezed by other evil things that wanted to take credit, and it exploded into a ball of black smoke.
It's such chaos that Xie Sui has lost his mind.
They have no sense at all.
At this time, the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple showed the strength of a mature Taoist priest. He directly exploded with spiritual energy and dispersed a large number of negative objects that rushed towards him. He reached into his arms and took out a handful of talismans. He didn't care how much money each one cost.
Spread directly.
They were full of fire talismans with strong yang energy, and they lit up the room filled with yin energy and made the evil spirits scream.
But it was destroyed in a moment.
This is not an ordinary treacherous hook fence, there is support from a big force behind it, and there are some precautions against some evil-eliminating tricks used by practitioners in the world.
Just like how people usually put a big vat in their yard to prevent fires, Baigui Tower also has a similar method.
They are afraid of yang and fire, so prepare more water and yin things accordingly.
So after a brief panic, the madam began to put out the fire, and several Yin Qi water snakes automatically emerged from the surrounding water tanks, swallowing all the fire talismans in the air.
"Hmph, the most indispensable thing in my house is water." The madam now looked like a dead crow, with a bird's face and a human body, ulcerated from top to bottom, and her voice sounded like a broken bellows: "No matter how angry you man is,
I'll kill them all here for you!"
When Wu Changqing saw that the talisman was not working, he directly imagined the long sword. Cang Langlang pulled out the sword and gathered Qi into the sword body. The long sword emits a light that is enough to scare away evil spirits.
"Thirty-six ways to ward off evil swordsmanship..."
Wu Changqing was flying in the air and was about to perform a powerful sword move.
Just as the name was spoken, Su Fei felt that something was wrong. He figured out that it was probably a swordsmanship that required self-sacrifice first, and he unconsciously respected the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple.
Of course, the moves in this world are naturally different from the plot in his memory. It may just be that the names of the sword moves are the same.
I was planning to see how powerful the sword moves were.
The old bustard appeared behind the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple at some unknown time, and with a palm strike, he was knocked to the ground in the lobby.
Wu Changqing panicked, got up, and held his long sword in front of him. He felt a burning pain under the back of his head.
"It's indeed an evil thing. It caught me unawares and hit me on the back." Wu Changqing's mind was a little confused, and for a moment there seemed to be some problem with his language center system.
Su Fei's eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed slightly, and it still took him a few breaths to figure out the specific location of his chin.
That should be the groove on the back of the head downwards where it connects to the neck.
Wu Changqing still had some courage and strength. He suffered losses in two consecutive moves, but was still not frightened. He jumped up again with his head held high, and threw out the sword energy with one hand without any scruples. The thrown out spiritual energy passed through Xie Xiu's body, and directly
Evaporate it.
It only took three or five breaths to regain the scene.
But in the end it was still a short-lived performance.
When a pipa played, the ghostly sound directly turned Wu Changqing's sword energy waves into feeble light and shadow, just like the moon shining in the water. When it is blown by the wind, it becomes limp and powerless. If the wind is strong, it will shatter in the water.
Then a woman holding a pipa and covering her face appeared on the steps of the second floor.
When the evil spirits below saw the woman coming out, they all gave way.
"Here comes the oiran." The madam glanced at Wu Changqing with contempt: "You are useless."
Xie Zui, who was known as the oiran, looked at Wu Changqing and walked downstairs while playing the pipa in his hand. The sound of music reached his ears and made the Taoist priest's whole body tingle.
Su Fei kept watching and saw that the pipa in the oiran's hand was made of human pipa bone, and the strings were also made of human sinew. The sound produced by the playing was not pleasant, on the contrary, it was very harsh.
But evil spirits like to hear it.
Each melody of the pipa music gave birth to a wisp of ghost, which kept winding around the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple, making the Taoist Qi Practitioner feel more and more breathless.
"Listen to my oiran's music and you will be very lucky." The oiran stopped playing, pointed at Wu Changqing, and said, "This wild Taoist priest is pretty good. He can come into my room later and put it to use."
Seeing the oiran talking, the old bustard flew to the side of the Taoist priest who was entangled with Yin energy, smiled at the oiran and said: "Since the girl likes it, I will send it to you now."
Su Fei was speculating whether the oiran was the one behind the scenes. He was not sure for the moment, but he had no time to think about it now.
He turned on the amplification technique and spread out his spiritual consciousness. He knew that almost all the evil spirits had come out upstairs, but now that the Taoist priests had been subdued, they began to go back to work.
It's time to take action, both emotionally and rationally.
"Boom~"
Su Fei drew his sword.
At the same time, the body of the madam who was holding Wu Changqing suddenly exploded. Wu Changqing, who was angrily cursing evil spirits, was suddenly stunned.
The Taoist priest of Lingxian Temple pulled out the Yunming Sword, bringing an ear-splitting thunder to the huge room.
The noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and all the evil spirits looked at the sword-drawing Taoist priest, showing great doubts.
Only one person was not quiet.
"Bah, bah, bah~ vomit~ ah vomit~"
The next moment Wu Changqing was stunned, he eagerly spat out the rotten meat that had collapsed in his mouth. The evil smell was really unbearable.
Those practitioners who were charmed were also awakened by the thunder.
Only then did Su Fei realize that the sound of thunder produced when he drew his sword had a refreshing effect.
"Isn't that a dead Taoist priest?"
"What does he mean by drawing his sword?"
"He seemed to have killed the bustard with one blow of his sword!"
"Then he is the enemy!"
Wu Changqing felt relieved and leaned against the wall behind him, catching a glimpse of Su Fei drawing his sword. He didn't express much emotion, as if this was how things should develop.
He has already figured it out, or has given himself a reason for failure.
As the protagonist, he always has to experience countless tramplings and demonstrations by supporting characters, and then finally turns the tide at the critical moment.
Now that he can't, it can only be said that the matter is not big enough, and a supporting role like Lingxian Guan is needed to control the overall situation.
When I think about it this way, it seems to make sense.
Wu Changqing took a few deep breaths and started "vomiting, vomiting" again.