"Third Master, it's not good! Many disciples have fainted." A disciple hurriedly rushed in and found Zhang Liang. "What's going on?" As soon as Zhang Liang stood up, he felt that the world was spinning, and then he sat down on the chair.
He held his forehead and shook his head vigorously.
"Junior brother, what's wrong with us?" Yan Lu and Fu Nian came over. They also felt extremely uncomfortable, and they were about to faint if they were not careful. "Maybe they were poisoned." Zhang Liang felt that he was starting to sweat.
And the clothes were all soaked.
"Ah!" Shaoyu and Tianming suddenly fell to the ground, and the lunch boxes in their hands suddenly fell. "What's wrong with you?" Shi Lan also had a lunch box in her hands. Suddenly her feet slipped and her head began to feel dizzy.
.
"What's wrong with us?" Shao Yu touched his forehead and felt uncomfortable. "I don't know, this seems to be some kind of yin and yang charm." Shi Lan opened his palm and took a look. Sure enough, there was a black spot, and it began to spread into a line.
, begins to stretch toward the heart.
"Hurry up, we can't let anyone enter Confucianism." Shi Lan ran over. Although the speed was very fast, it was much slower than before. "Xiao Zhi, Fatty Ding, how are you doing?" Tian Ming knew that these two
Someone is protecting him secretly.
"We...we can't do it anymore." Thieves Zhi and Shopkeeper Ding fell from the tree, and they were also dizzy. "This is a vicious Yin-Yang curse seal, I can't break it." Shi Lan was very anxious, why?
Could it be like this? Who placed the curse?
"Let's go see other Confucian disciples." Shao Yu supported his body and walked inside. As soon as he walked into the door of Xiaoshengxian Manor, he found that the ground was full of Confucian disciples lying upside down.
"What's going on?" Xunzi walked out holding on to the wall. He was also spinning and feeling extremely uncomfortable. "Uncle Master, what's going on with us?" Fu Nian also walked over holding his chest.
"What should we do now?" Zhang Liang also appeared. Now all the active Confucian disciples gathered in the lobby, thinking about what to do next. "Could it be him?" Zhang Liang thought of what Fake Zilan said when he left.
It looked like it was indeed him. "I didn't expect that we Confucian disciples would actually fall into the Yin Yang family's curse seal?" Yan Lu gritted his teeth and had to persist, otherwise he would really fall into coma.
"Shi Lan, what should we do now?" Shao Yu could only place his hope on Shi Lan. "I don't know how to solve it." Shi Lan lowered his head. This curse seal is like a yin and yang magic hand seal, which can make comatose people fall into illusions.
Among them, he gradually lost himself and finally committed suicide.
"Everyone must ensure that they cannot pass out, otherwise they may not wake up once they become unconscious, and may even do things that are detrimental to themselves." Xunzi also felt that this was the vicious yin and yang phantom mudra of the Yin and Yang family, so he must ensure that he could not pass out.
"Take this." Zhang Liang took out a dagger from his sleeve.
This? Everyone looked a little strange. Could it be that they wanted everyone to commit suicide? "Once you feel that you are dying or about to faint, then make a cut and use the pain to relieve yourself." Zhang Liang knew what they were thinking just now, and now he himself
They were all speechless.
"Okay!" Shao Yu took the knife and stabbed his arm hard. Then he watched the blood flow out and became more conscious. Shi Lan didn't say anything, just took the knife and slashed it.
The blood was pouring out, and she also found relief.
"This method is really good." Yan Lu also felt that he was feeling much better. Everyone had some blood, and now they are basically better. "It hurts." Tianming covered his arm, feeling that it really hurt, even though it was just that
It's a small cut, but it really hurts.
"It's useless." Shao Yu glanced at him. Even the old man Xunzi was not afraid of pain. Why was this man so afraid? It was really useless.
"But it really hurts!" Tianming pursed his lips, feeling the burning pain. "Stop arguing, what should I do now?" Zhang Liang was mainly thinking about this. It seems that the effect of this yin-yang magic hand seal has not been fully exerted.
Come out, otherwise all Confucian disciples will commit suicide.
"It depends on God's will." Xunzi stood up and meditated and said slowly.