"Uncle, I want that white rabbit lantern!" Zhuer shouted, pulling Ji Xiaowu's sleeve.
Ji Xiaowu was half-dead: "Don't you have it?"
Pearl said: "But that lamp is more beautiful! Uncle, can't you guess it?"
Ji Xiaowu was angry: "Don't use aggressive methods on me!"
"Oh." Pearl pursed her lips, "If I had known that I would shamelessly follow my aunt, she would have guessed it. Even if she couldn't guess it, my uncle would have bought it for me!"
"I'm telling you not to use provocation! Children are so thoughtful." After Ji Xiaowu scolded him, he turned around and shouted, "Boss, how do you guess that lamp?"
The boss came over with a smile on his face: "Sir, this lamp has to answer three questions. Look here!"
Ji Xiaowu racked his brains to guess the lantern riddles when he suddenly heard the faint sound of a flute.
He was startled for a moment, then suddenly picked up Pearl and ran to the small teahouse where Ji Ling and his wife were resting.
"Uncle, you can't be so mean if you can't guess it!" Pearl shouted.
Ji Xiaowu ignored her and ran into the teahouse in one breath and put Zhuer down.
"Brother!"
Ji Ling looked at them strangely: "What's wrong? Are you running in such a hurry?"
Ji Xiaowu pushed Zhuer to him: "Give it back to you! My cousin may be in trouble, I'll go check it out!"
"Hey, what do you mean?"
Ji Xiaowu had already run away in a hurry. When he left the teahouse, he turned around and said, "Go back early!"
…
The little white snake came out and the poisonous insects were wiped out.
It licked it with satisfaction, and just when it was about to take credit, it suddenly twisted and rolled up.
"Sir!" Little White Snake was shocked, "My, my belly..."
Its bulging belly was bulging as it ate, as if those poisonous insects were still alive.
Mingwei frowned: "Come back!"
The little white snake endured the pain in its stomach and flew back.
Mingwei quickly opened his fingers and fed it blood and essence.
"Have a good rest and digest them before we talk."
"Yes." The little white snake shrank back.
In the dark hall, Wen Xiuyi's laughter became more and more proud: "Do you think that after losing once, I will still be unprepared? Your spirit is not afraid of poison, so I will kill it! Feed each of these Gu insects
After taking the secret medicine, give it a good tonic, it’s just too much, be careful of it exploding!”
Ming smiled: "You are quite smart, you can think of all this."
"Compared to Miss Mingqi, she's just average."
"It's just so so." Yang Shu sarcastically said, "Without the Gu, do you think we will be afraid of you?"
"Huh!" Wen Xiuyi said coldly, "You'll know if you try it."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strong wind, and the sound of sharp weapons piercing the air rang in his ears, and there were more than one place.
It's an arrow formation!
Yang Shu took off his outer robe, shook it vigorously, and knocked down all the arrows.
"Let's see how many times you can block it!"
After Wen Xiuyi said that, the arrow formation was launched again.
Yang Shu concentrated his attention and pushed Mingwei behind him. He knocked down the second wave of arrows, figured out where they came from, then rushed away and struck out with one palm.
"Crack!" Something was shattered by the wind of his palm.
Wen Xiuyi's laughter sounded from the other side: "You want to arrest me? I'm afraid His Royal Highness the King of Yue doesn't have the ability."
But I heard Mingwei chuckle: "Are you very proud?"
Wen Xiuyi said: "Miss Ming Qi is not convinced? Then come and help His Royal Highness the King of Yue to stand up!"
"Don't worry," Mingwei said, "I'll have something to play with you soon."
Her tone made Wen Xiuyi feel a little scared. But after thinking about it, she felt confident again.
Last time, there was a lack of intelligence. I didn’t know that Mingwei knew the art of poison, so she was able to counterattack. This time, I was so fully prepared, how could I fail?
However, she soon discovered that there were many more people in the hall.
——No, it’s not a human being!
Mingwei's faint voice sounded: "Your witch sect's inheritance is really cut off. The most fundamental ability to communicate yin and yang is only left with this. In the final analysis, this trap uses the flow of yin and yang to confuse our five senses and make us
Our judgment failed. Ha..."
She laughed: "What is a witch? A communicator between heaven and earth, ghosts and gods. Spirituality, Nuo dance, and divination are the foundation. The art of insect poison is just a side channel! But among the first three, which one do you know?"
Her tone was calm, but she sounded authoritative, as if what she said was right.
Wen Xiuyi was very uncomfortable. She was a descendant of the Wumen generation and had outstanding talent. She had always been the only one who could teach others, but now she was being taught by a girl who was about the same age as herself.
"It's so true, how could you?" she said sarcastically, "Everyone in the Taoist sect knows that ancient witchcraft has been extinct for more than a thousand years, how can people today get a glimpse of its true appearance? Our witch sect has left this legacy behind.
It’s not easy, so why should you point fingers?”
Ming smiled: "I really want to give you some advice."
Wen Xiuyi was startled, and suddenly felt the yin and yang energy around her turning crazily, and the things Mingwei had released before were rushing towards her.
"Between Yin and Yang, gods and ghosts travel!"
…
"Donor, please stay!"
Su Tu heard the sound and without hesitation pulled out the short blade from his waist and stabbed the opponent.
The monk didn't expect him to take action without saying a word. In a hurry, he rolled up his robe and retreated quickly.
At this time, the sound of the flute stopped.
Su Tu was even more anxious.
If that woman really fights with someone, now is the best time for a sneak attack.
"Donor, what are you doing?" the monk shouted.
Before he finished speaking, Su Tu slashed away with his sword.
He was so fierce that the monk had no room for disguise, so he had to shout: "Stop him!"
Many monks appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Sutu.
Su Tu showed no fear and took out his whistle and blew it.
Anyway, he is leaving Yunjing today, so it doesn't matter if he causes trouble. If he can take this opportunity to kill that woman, he will make a lot of money!
On the other side, Ji Xiaowu walked around the courtyard wall.
"Where is it? Where is it?"
As soon as the flute sound stopped, he became even more anxious.
"Is the beating over or beating to death?" Ji Xiaowu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I don't care, let's talk after we go in!"
He climbed over the wall and went in. There was no one around.
Yes, there is a lantern riddle party in the front, who is there in the backyard?
While Ji Xiaowu was mumbling something, he was looking around in a daze.
I ran through several yards and saw no one.
"That's weird, where are the people? Even if it's busy outside, you won't be able to find anyone, right?"
"Idiot!" A female voice suddenly sounded, "You are still a master disciple of Xuandu Temple. Didn't you realize that you were trapped in the formation?"
Ji Xiaowu's hair stood on end as he turned around and looked around: "Who? Where is the monster!"
"You are a monster!" the other party yelled, "Miss Ming is so smart, how come she has a stupid cousin like you?"
Ji Xiaowu looked over following the sound and jumped up with a "drink".
I saw a monk's body hanging on the wall of the courtyard over there, and standing next to a beautiful girl with her hands on her hips like a teapot. (To be continued)