Cheng Yu was on guard on the courtyard wall, but the green light shone for a while, then gradually faded and disappeared.
"..."
With the little lesson learned last time, he will not fly into the ancestral hall rashly again now.
He spread his wings and flew to a suitable eaves far away from the ancestral hall, and just summoned his soul. The ghosts of the Wujun Palace above the ancestral hall had disappeared. Looking with his soul, the main hall was still shrouded in a blue light barrier. Looking at the old Taoist on the ground, he was both angry and funny. He raised his hand to transport this guy away with his water magic.
After all, we are gay friends from the past life, and we meet again here. We are in trouble again and again, and we are saved when we should.
Before his consciousness could escape, he suddenly saw a flash of yellow light in the corner of the courtyard, and a woman in a goose-yellow shirt stood pretty in the courtyard.
Back again...
But when she came back this time, her delicate face was covered with clouds.
After taking a cold look at the entire ancestral hall, his eyes fell on the courtyard.
An old Taoist is lying on the ground...
Liu Ye’s eyebrows, which were already frowning, frowned even more tightly.
After observing quietly for a while, she became more and more confused.
Asleep?
Huang Shan moved gently to the other side of the yard and finally saw the side face of Lao Dao.
The immortal master in the mansion.
Why are you lying here?
Could it be that he was the secret master just now?
Is Shrefa trying to drive me away decently?
What’s the purpose?
"Snoring..."
"..."
A gust of evil wind blew, and the undercover servants of Wujun Palace who left quietly came back again.
More than a dozen armored and armed judges were parading around, plus a white-robed scholar standing in the sky, forming a circle around the ancestral hall, looking at a weak woman at their feet, slowly circling around the old path on the ground.
"Taoist?"
Huang Shan called Old Dao softly from a distance.
"Hulu...Hulu..."
"..."
"..."
Huang Shan stamped her foot lightly, and a circle of yellow light emitted from the sole of her foot.
He is obviously a mortal...
There is no real energy or demonic energy around
She glanced into the dark ancestral hall and finally seemed to have lost her patience.
Vigilantly bypassing the old road, he came to the entrance of the main hall of the ancestral hall. After looking up at the plaque above, he raised his feet and stepped across the threshold again.
She just entered the temple with a white light shovel, which caused a series of strange phenomena after entering.
This time was different from last time. When I stepped into the temple, there was no movement at all.
She raised her head and glanced at the ceiling caisson, then walked straight to the center with a sullen face to confess, and reached out to take out the imperial pen from the wooden box.
"Buzz!"
The main hall finally had some reaction, but it was just a tremor.
If I had known this, I should not have brought that shovel into the palace just now, not only causing the enchantment in the palace to activate, but also triggering those unknown fireball mechanisms.
Huang Shan, who was in a bad mood, raised her head and rolled her eyes at the top of the hall, carefully holding the imperial pen in her hand.
Staring at the pale golden luster of the pen, the light flowed in her deep brown eyes.
"Daddy..."
She whispered inaudibly, took out a white handkerchief and carefully wrapped it around the pen tip. She grasped the black pen barrel with her right hand and tried to pull out the pen tip with both hands.
"Ah!"
Didn't move.
"Ahhh!"
This time she used 100% of her strength, and her whole body was shaking continuously. Even her pretty face had a double image, and the face in the double image was completely different from her own.
But she is three points more beautiful than herself.
In the dark hall, the trembling Huang Shan's whole body was emitting an earthy yellow light.
The hall began to shake again, and the dense lines on the surface of the pen she was holding began to glow, and then the entire pen emitted a dark green light, dyeing Huang Shan's entire hand green.
"Open!"
Huang Shan frowned, widened her eyes, and shouted softly, and light yellow circles of light came out of her mouth, like an order.
At the same time, the broken ebony sword in the hands of the old Taoist outside the hall also emitted a green light again and began to "buzz" and tremble violently.
"Huh?"
The old Taoist's hand holding the broken sword was also trembling. He was snoring, chirping, blinking, and woke up.
What is so dazzling?
He stretched out his left hand to block his eyes and looked into the hall through his fingers.
I happened to see a woman in a goose-yellow shirt pulling out the barrel and tip of a writing brush.
"Buzz!"
A shock wave visible to the naked eye swept across the entire ancestral hall silently, and the old man's bun was blown away.
Huang Shan's face turned pale. She stumbled to hold on to the confession, but she still fell to the ground. She quickly concentrated her mind and suppressed the surge of breath in her chest.
After a few breaths, I calmed down a little, and the green light of the pen in my hand disappeared and turned black again.
She threw away the pen holder in disgust and carefully wrapped the bunch of pen hairs with a white handkerchief. Then she stood up and walked towards the palace door, but she stopped after only taking two steps.
There was an old Taoist holding a broken sword blocking the door.
"..."
"..."
"Dong...dong..."
Huang Shan secretly took a deep breath. Every time she took a step forward, a light yellow halo appeared under her feet, radiating outward.
She stared hard at the old man.
"Young mistress? What are you doing here?"
The old Taoist finally saw clearly that the bride who had just entered the Qian Mansion was inside the palace.
That burst of light in the palace just now, could it be that she snatched away my golden finger?
"Humph!"
Huang Shan snorted coldly.
‘Still pretending to be with my aunt.’
She didn't know what the old Taoist was thinking. She just walked slowly to the threshold step by step and then stopped.
At this moment, in Cheng Yu's eyes, when Huang Shan pulled out the pen tip from the pen barrel, the cyan halo of the entire hall had disappeared, which meant that the evil-proof barrier had probably been destroyed.
Huang Shan stood inside the door, with one hand behind her back, she quietly opened the white handkerchief, and pinched the bunch of brush hairs with two fingers. Leng Buding suddenly had a yellow light all over her body, and then quickly gathered between her two fingers.
"Boom!"
The bunch of light golden brush hairs spontaneously ignited, then turned into a ball of earthy yellow breath and rose from the ground, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye like a shooting star.
"Huh..."
Huang Shan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even looked at the old Taoist with a much more relaxed look.
"What's flying away? Fireworks?"
The old Taoist was startled by the burst of yellow light, and quickly took a few steps back, subconsciously holding the broken ebony sword across his chest.
Seeing the old Taoist acting clumsy and cowardly, Huang Shan became more and more confused. Who is this guy?
No matter what, tonight he carried a broken wooden sword and dared to sleep here, so he must be hiding something secret.
I must strike first and completely confuse the situation before I can escape.
"Woo!"
As soon as Huang Shan stepped out of the palace gate, a strong yellow sandstorm blew up in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
Everyone, including Cheng Yu, was caught off guard.
Even the ghosts in the spirit state in the air moved backward to avoid it.
It is obvious that the strong winds in the sandstorm will also have an impact on the spirit body.
"Sir, look at that..."
One of the patrolmen pointed at Cheng Yu and said to General Black Armored Ginseng.
Black Armor Ginseng looked in the direction of his finger, and saw the white-robed Wensheng gentleman standing on the courtyard wall, his robe sleeves swaying crazily, but his upright figure stood unyielding in the violent wind and sand. in.
"This..."
All the villains secretly smacked their tongues.
The sandstorms continued to expand in scope, and the villains retreated again and again. They were pushed out four or five times, but they still couldn't stand up.
Suddenly, a cold air mixed with the faint scent of sandalwood came domineeringly.
"See Wu Jun!"
"Hmm!"
A tall golden-armored general floated up out of thin air, and the gangsters felt a little better.
But the white shadow not far away is still standing in the sandstorm, staring at the situation on the field, not taking a step back.
In fact, facing a sandstorm that was stronger than the previous one, Cheng Yu also felt the strong wind, which made his face feel a faint pain.
But he can't retreat!
There is also a best friend from his previous life in the sandstorm, even if this best friend was unreliable in the past.
He needs to always pay attention to the situation on the court in order to take action in time to recruit people.
As Lao Pi's former friend, Cheng Yu is very experienced in this regard.
Fishing for him is not just once or twice...
……
Huo Yazi, who was in the center of the sandstorm, was completely confused. How could there be such a big sandstorm in the ancestral hall for no reason?
And the blowing makes people feel pain from the inside out, and every grain of sand seems to rub against the soul.
The old Taoist couldn't open his eyes at all, so naturally he couldn't see the sandstorms forming a huge yellow dragon, extending from Qian's ancestral hall to high in the sky, roaring and roaring, and the sound shook the sky.
"Alas! Such a soaring evil spirit...how did the Qian family offend such a person?"
Wu Jun, who was guarding the group of undercover men, sighed and had to step back.
But when he took three steps back, he found that the surroundings were suddenly calm. It turned out that the sandstorm was artificially limited to the scope of the ancestral hall.
The martial arts judges and Yin Cha next to them were all relieved. General Silver Armor Ginseng cupped his fists and said:
"It seems that everything in the Qian Mansion is going to be very bad today. I wonder what Na Wen'er would think if he saw so many of the Qian family's son-in-laws reporting to the underworld."
"Don't talk nonsense about the affairs of the world! Just fulfill our responsibilities."
"Yes! Remember Jun's decree."
In the field, Huang Shan stared closely at Lao Dao. She had turned into a ball of blazing yellow light, burning in the eye of the wind, but in fact, she was secretly prepared to scream at any time.
Cheng Yu stood in the sandstorm and felt that the white shirt of the spirit body on his body was about to be torn apart.
As for the old man in the center of the sandstorm, he was sitting on the ground with his head in his hands.
This sandstorm started too suddenly, and it looked like this old man couldn't last much longer, so he couldn't wait any longer.
Drops of water gathered around the ancestral hall, and when they were about to break into the sandstorm to fish for people, they saw a bright light like day suddenly burst out from the center of the sandstorm.
