Zhao Zichen looked disgusted: "Why did you draw such an old-fashioned thing?"
Zhao Menglin was startled and quickly grabbed Zhao Zichen.
"Children are not allowed to talk nonsense. Watch carefully."
Zhao Zichen made a sound, and then found Yang Haoran looking at him with a smile.
"Zhao Zichen, come here and stand inside.
Remember not to move around, otherwise something terrible will happen and I won’t be able to save you!"
Zhao Zichen's face darkened, and he regretted that he had talked too much.
I wanted to say no, but when I saw Zhao Menglin's gloomy face, he looked like the bottom of a pot.
I can only sigh, it seems there is no way to escape this disaster!
So he reluctantly walked into the cinnabar-painted hexagram plate and looked at Yang Haoran with pitiful eyes.
"Should I just stand still? Is there really any danger?"
Yang Haoran smiled with a playful look on his face: "Don't worry, as long as you obey, there will be no danger.
Now you sit cross-legged on it, memorizing double lotus, and then no matter what happens, just close your eyes and ignore it."
Zhao Zichen shivered, always feeling an ominous premonition.
He said weakly: "What is double lotus? I don't know how to do it either!"
Yang Haoran looked at Fan Tingting: "Tingting, help him, remember to be gentle."
Fan Tingting walked towards Zhao Zichen with a strange smile on her face, which made Zhao Zichen immediately alert and feeling guilty.
"Hey, sister Tingting, you look so cute, you won't trick me, right?"
"Don't worry, I'm being kind. You sit cross-legged first."
Zhao Menglin couldn't bear to look at him and quickly turned around to look around.
Zhao Zichen helplessly sat cross-legged, but his legs were spread out.
Fan Tingting walked over and moved Zhao Zichen's right foot to his left thigh.
Then he crossed Zhao Zichen's right leg and placed it on Zhao Zichen's left leg.
Zhao Zichen screamed: "Be gentle, good sister, I hurt!"
“It was a little uncomfortable the first time, but it got better soon!”
Well, there are adults all around, and Fan Tingting's words remind people of evil scenes.
It's almost impossible to look straight at it.
Yang Haoran smiled straight at Zhao Zichen. Double lotus is also called happy sitting. The biggest advantage is that the person sitting cross-legged is not allowed to move his body.
Even if Zhao Zichen wants to escape, there is still a process.
"You can close your eyes, remember what I said, and don't move no matter what you hear or see.
Otherwise, if you are in danger, no one will save you!"
Zhao Zichen has long lost his arrogance and decided to be a low-key, good boy.
Zhao Menglin asked worriedly: "Master Yang, is there really no danger?"
Yang Haoran laughed: "Of course not, I'm just afraid that he will be disobedient."
Zhao Menglin nodded, with an expression of understanding.
My grandson is indeed too naughty, and a little lesson wouldn't be a bad thing.
Yang Haoran walked to the front of the hexagram plate with a serious look on his face, stretched out his palms and turned them into sword fingers.
Under the influence of the true energy, Yang Haoran's clothes rustled automatically without any wind.
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and no one dared to act rashly.
Yang Haoran took the Nine Palaces hexagram steps and walked around the hexagram plate.
While walking, he kept carving void talismans with his sword fingers in the void.
Those void talismans that ordinary people couldn't see were all attached to the hexagram disk outside Zhao Zichen's body.
Soon, the weather that was originally sunny suddenly became covered with dark clouds.
The sky dimmed momentarily, blocking the sunlight, and the temperature dropped rapidly at the same time.
There was a whistling of the mountain wind, which made everyone feel a chill, and they quickly tightened their clothes. Shuhuangla Bookstore
Zhao Menglin looked at his grandson nervously, for fear of something unexpected happening.
Zhao Zichen closed his eyes tightly and his body was trembling.
He swore that he would never talk carelessly again.
There was a whistling sound in Zhao Zichen's ears, and then Zhao Zichen felt that he was in a whirlpool.
To outsiders, it looked like Zhao Zichen was swept away by a whirlwind.
The whirlwind brought up the leaves on the ground, and strangely connected them together, wrapping Zhao Zichen in the heart of the whirlwind.
Zhao Menglin couldn't help but clenched his fists, worried about his grandson.
Yang Haoran has been paying attention to the situation in the hexagram plate.
What others saw was just a whirlwind, but what he saw was a thick black air.
Yang Haoran suddenly stopped and carved a bloodline talisman in the void with his sword finger.
It hit the whirlwind with a swish.
At the same time, the raging whirlwind suddenly stopped, and the leaves that had been rolled up fell to the ground.
Everyone else looked confused, but Yang Haoran chased the black energy like lightning.
The dark clouds in the sky quickly dispersed, and the warm sunshine once again shone on the earth.
The scene was quiet and no one acted rashly.
Although Zhao Menglin wanted to see Zhao Zichen's condition, he could only endure it for fear of ruining Yang Haoran's plan.
Fan Tingting was also a little confused, blinking and waiting for Yang Haoran's return.
It didn't take long before a dark shadow suddenly arrived, it was Yang Haoran.
Zhao Menglin hurried over and wanted to ask about Zhao Zichen.
Yang Haoran has already taken the initiative to speak: "Zhao Zichen, you can get up!"
Zhao Menglin felt happy, turned around and ran towards Zhao Zichen.
Only then did Zhao Zichen dare to open his tightly closed eyes, looking like he was still frightened.
I wanted to take my legs off, but I cried out in pain again.
"Ah, it's broken, it's broken!"
Fan Tingting looked disgusted and stuck out her tongue.
"Look at your coward, you're not as good as me!"
Zhao Zichen's face turned red, and he released his double-legged posture with a grin on his face.
Zhao Menglin happened to be next to him and was about to help Zhao Zichen up.
As soon as Zhao Zichen moved, he screamed loudly.
"No, don't move me, my legs are numb!"
Fan Tingting was laughing at the side, with a proud look on her face.
Yang Haoran waved to Fan Tingting: "Tingting, come here."
Fan Tingting walked to Yang Haoran's side obediently.
Blinking his big eyes, he asked: "Brother, what on earth are we doing here?"
Yang Haoran smiled faintly: "Find something to give to you, I guarantee you will like it."
Fan Tingting looked surprised: "Give it to me? What good things can be found in this place? Is this a tomb?"
At this time, Zhao Zichen had already stood up with the help of Zhao Menglin.
He looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
"Mr. Zhao, would you like to see where your original ancestral grave is?"
Zhao Menglin was shocked: "You found it so quickly?"
Yang Haoran nodded: "It was originally just one place, but it was just a series of tombs, so it was difficult to find."
Zhao Menglin quickly led Zhao Zichen to Yang Haoran's side.
"Since it is my family's ancestral tomb, I should naturally visit it and pay homage to my ancestors."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Menglin ordered the two tombkeepers to get the sacrificial supplies.
