The girl wanted to step forward to check the situation, but was gently stopped by Wang Jin.
He frowned and looked at the motionless clay statue in front of him, then reached out and groped in his backpack.
Several white phosphorus bombs were held down.
Although the fox Hu Xiaobei asked for help was not very friendly, he was indeed extremely powerful.
The wave-like flames directly dried the nearby ground, countless long hands turned into charcoal, and even the clouds above were blown away by the rising hot air.
Rainfall temporarily stopped where Wang Jin was.
For some unknown reason, the Mud Dragon King also temporarily stopped moving and stayed in place like an ordinary statue.
The only fly in the ointment is...
The Mud Dragon King's body is already covered with cracks.
The crack extended from the gap created by the steel cable to near the dragon-like head.
Although this thing is much harder than expected, it still cannot withstand the damage caused by the huge temperature difference.
This means that the white phosphorus bomb plan conceived by Wang Jingang was stillborn, and it is unrealistic to blow the brass whistle to invite Anne.
"call…"
The young man sighed, gently turned his hand in his backpack and pressed it on a pile of yellow paper.
Regardless of whether the Mud Dragon King will rush into the house or be directly shattered, Wang Jin has to think of other solutions.
The inhibitor cannot be used anymore, otherwise the Mud Dragon King will be crushed on the spot due to thermal expansion and contraction.
Blood poison has little effect on clay statues, and physical contact like a steel cable is not safe either.
The only suitable means is to stick amulets.
The young man squinted his eyes and took out a thick stack of yellow paper from his backpack.
Sixteen mouthfuls of awakening power talisman.
This kind of symbol has no head or tail, only sixteen "口" characters written in one stroke.
It has a wide range of functions. In addition to "awakening the mind", it can also "transform force".
"Hu Ling's explanation at the time was to dissolve the power of demons. After research, Wang Jin found that this explanation was not rigorous.
Demon power is actually a kind of concentrated pollution.
Compared with ordinary pollution, it is the difference between beer and strong liquor.
Pollution with too high a concentration will make people's health worse, so all the disciples will lose their lifespan.
According to this idea, the sixteen-mouth awakening power talisman can dispel the special pollution brought by this fairy family.
It can also restrain the Immortal Family to a certain extent.
It is simple to make and the profit is not low.
It is perfect for an apprentice like Wang Jin who has become a monk halfway.
Although he couldn't pick out any of the ten drawings that he could use at first, he learned quickly.
After a period of practice, Wang Jin’s success rate reached an impressive level...
Thirty percent.
Three of the ten talismans can work if hit accidentally.
And you don’t know which one is valid and which one is waste before you use it.
Fortunately...Wang Jin's phobia of insufficient firepower extends to this.
So he always has hundreds of yellow talismans in his hand.
"There's always something that can be used."
Wang Jin quickly approached the Mud Dragon King, holding the yellow talisman in his hands and flying up and down.
Hu Xiaobei raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Jin with interest.
This kind of scene is really rare.
With his skillful hands and sword dance skills, Wang Jin can apply talismans several times faster than a normal person.
In just a few seconds, the Mud Dragon King was piled up with yellow talismans and looked like he was wearing a new coat.
"Moved!"
Hu Xiaobei lowered his voice and spoke to remind.
Her night vision ability is much better than Wang Jin's, so she can detect problems immediately.
"Um."
Wang Jin, who still had a small half of the yellow talisman in his hand, pulled back to avoid accidentally breaking the Mud Dragon King.
"Hua Li."
Seeing the Mud Dragon King making a movement, Wang Jin roared in a low voice.
Amber light flashed past.
With the blessing of the divine power, he can forcibly activate the yellow talisman even if he cannot recite incantations.
The next second, dozens of yellow talismans fell to the ground and scattered in the wind.
These are the scraps of failure.
However, there were still more than a dozen yellow talismans that spontaneously ignited without wind and turned into ashes.
The ashes wrapped around the Mud Dragon King as if they were alive, exuding a reassuring aura.
hiss…
The clay statue swayed and moved its body, as if it wanted to continue moving forward.
It's just that this time his speed is more than a little slower. Even if Wang Jin steps forward slowly, he can surpass it.
"You can live for three days after stepping through the courtyard gate. It's still possible to solve everything within this period of time..."
Wang Jin nodded slowly.
Hu Xiaobei followed him with a frown, not knowing what he was thinking.
The Mud Dragon King is still moving forward, slowly but resolutely.
The young man followed it, pasting the charms one after another, and took a look inside the coffin as he passed it.
Then he frowned.
According to the arrangement, Liu Shuisheng should be lying inside holding the yellow talisman.
However, Wang Jin didn't intend to ask him to do anything, he just wanted to use this method to make the other party calm down.
But now, the coffin is empty.
"Damn..."
After realizing what happened, Wang Jin cursed in a low voice, turned into a blurry afterimage, and rushed towards the door of the house as fast as possible.
The only thing that could make Liu Shuisheng get up from his coffin was the noise from inside the house.
But Wang Jin remembered that he didn't put any long hands in, and the layout of the entire yard was quite reliable.
Then there is only one possibility.
"There are other entrances to the house."
Wang Jin frowned.
He didn't know anything about this kind of thing, so he couldn't arrange it in advance.
Ding--
The nailed sword cut through the air and cut open the half-open door.
Bang!
The young man kicked open the wooden board and looked inside the house.
The partition of the cellar disappeared, and the dark entrance looked like the mouth of something.
Stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere. They are slowly shrinking and drying up, and liquid is flowing out from the fractures.
A mixture of mud, water and blood dripped down, making a sickening slapping sound.
Song He was lying not far away, unconscious.
In front of him was a half-polished machete, and Liu Shuisheng was kneeling on the ground, clutching his chest.
Wang Jin can use profiling, so he can guess what happened just now.
The cellar seemed to be connected to other places, and Longhand entered the house through there.
Xiaohua and the seriously injured Song He were unable to protect themselves, and the sounds they made while struggling attracted Liu Shuisheng's attention.
So the kid rushed in with one leg lame, wielding a machete that Wang Jin had found fault with and then polished and improved.
With the help of the terrain, he blocked the long hands that were several times larger than those of other villagers, and protected the Song River by himself.
The injuries on his body made Liu Shuisheng tremble all over, but he still wanted to drag himself into the cellar.
"Little...little flower...was taken away."
Seeing Wang Jin rushing over, Liu Shuisheng seemed to have finally found his backbone.
He raised his head and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Not only are there long hands...but there are also black things..."
"This... is useful..."
Liu Shuisheng stretched out his hand and showed Wang Jin the crumpled ashes on his hand.
It's the Awakening Talisman, and it's already been used.
"Thankfully I have this talisman, otherwise we would all be in trouble."
"Thanks."
Liu Shuisheng's breathing gradually became calmer, and his speech suddenly became much more coherent.
"Um."
The young man nodded expressionlessly, then grabbed Liu Shuisheng and put his hand on his head.
Wang Jin has seen many people die in front of him, so he is very aware of the various states of people before death.
Liu Shuisheng was seriously injured, and the bones could be seen in the wounds on his chest.
It is impossible for him to suddenly get better, unless it is a comeback.
Liu Shuisheng is a man, but he is dying.
Of course, Wang Jin would not let him die.
The green god's aura surged, and Liu Shuisheng's eyes widened, as if he saw and heard something incredible.
This is also the reason why Wang Jin does not often use the green god's breath.
It is difficult for ordinary people to bear this kind of pollution, and they can easily go crazy if they are exposed to it like this.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, Hu Xiaobei knocked Liu Shuisheng out skillfully, and then got into his backpack. He seemed to be in a bad mood.
Wang Jinze took this opportunity to check Liu Shuisheng's wounds.
In addition to scratches and bruises, there were also several teeth marks.
The size is obviously too small, more like it was bitten by a child.
Deep bones are visible.
"This can no longer be called a child, more like...a kid."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes, and a faint murderous aura began to fill his surroundings.
Little ghost, disappearing little flower, black energy.
If you still can't guess who did this, Wang Jin should probably go to sleep.
"Sun Tiezui...you are really in a hurry to reincarnate."