When Mingwei thought about the journey of gods and ghosts, the non-human things that appeared in the temple stood up one by one as if they were alive.
That feeling of knowing that there is no one around, but yet there are so many "people" standing around...
She couldn't help but take a step back, gritted her teeth and said: "You are pretending to be a ghost..."
Before she finished her sentence, the thing closest to her suddenly took a step forward and rushed toward her.
A gust of wind blew by.
"Ah!" Wen Xiuyi cried out, her arm burning with pain.
"The original meaning of witchcraft is to pretend to be gods and ghosts." Ming Wei said lightly, "As a descendant of the witch sect, it is ridiculous to say this."
She brought the flute to her lips again and started blowing.
At the same time, he started to take steps.
Those things moved forward and backward in an orderly manner according to the sound of her flute and her steps.
Nuo dance.
These two words flashed in Wen Xiuyi's mind.
She knows Nuo dance, which is one of the secret arts of witchcraft.
However, after thousands of years, this part has long been lost. She knows the footwork, but how to summon ghosts and gods through footwork, she does not know!
"This is impossible! How could you do this?"
Mingwei didn't respond to her, he just controlled these things and attacked the maze she set up one by one.
"Crack!" A formation eye burst.
"Crack!" Another array eye lost its function.
The sounds continued one after another, the dull feeling gradually dissipated, and light came in through the window.
The maze is broken.
Wen Xiuyi bit her lip hard, using the pain to wake herself up.
The trap has been set, and she even used the hidden stakes that had been hidden for a long time in the Changsheng Temple, but nothing was gained.
At this point, the only solution is to lose everything!
Wen Xiuyi pressed the button and fired another round of arrows. Taking this opportunity, she kicked open the secret door and rolled out.
"Arrow array!" she shouted loudly.
In the originally deserted courtyard, many monks suddenly appeared, some holding torches and some holding crossbows.
"Follow me." Yang Shu shouted, picked up a piece of wood that had just been broken, and threw it through the gap.
In an instant, countless arrows shot at the wooden board.
At the same time, he pulled Mingwei and knocked him out from another window.
Realizing that they had fallen into the trap of attacking from the east to the west, the monks immediately turned their bows and crossbows and pointed them at them.
Yang Shu waved his robe and knocked down the arrows one by one.
"Leave this place to me," Yang Shu said, "When you have the chance, go out and find Ah Xuan!"
Mingwei nodded: "Okay."
In terms of martial arts, she is not as good as Yang Shu. This is the best way to deal with it.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Shu kicked down a monk, took the knife from his hand, swept left and right, and knocked down the arrows.
One of the arrows was deflected by him, but it hit the target crookedly and passed through the chest of the crossbow-wielding monk.
"Ah!" the monk screamed.
There was a chance! Mingwei rushed over.
The monks wanted to stop them, but Yang Shu moved and stopped them.
Mingwei rushed out of the encirclement in one breath.
There is a formation in the temple, but what's the use for her? She has a yin and yang body, and she can tell the true direction with just one glance.
After running through several courtyards, I saw the courtyard wall was approaching.
"Woo..." The flute sounded.
Mingwei was startled for a moment and looked down.
Her flute was still well held in her hand.
"Woo woo..." The sound of the flute changed several tunes, like weeping and complaining.
The more Mingwei listened, the paler his face turned.
She couldn't help but stop and look in the direction where the flute sound came from.
The sound of the flute was exactly the same as the one she played!
Not just the melody, but also the sound waves!
How is that possible? Even Ning Xiu's sonic power is different from hers.
Could it be...
The sound of the flute caused the surrounding energy to change. The yin and yang energy that was originally clear in her eyes became chaotic. A new maze appeared in front of her, and the way out was cut off.
The other party wants to lure her there!
Mingwei gritted his teeth, took out the signal fireworks, threw them into the sky, and ran towards the place where the flute sound came from without looking back.
This person made it clear that he would not let her go. Unless the maze was broken, she would not be able to break out.
I just hope that Ah Xuan will see the fireworks and come to support in time.
Little did she know that there were two groups of people near her, but they were separated by the courtyard wall and could not see them for a while.
Su Tu got closer and saw her jumping out of the wall. His eyes lit up and he ordered the barbarian musicians who came to support: "Did you see that? Catch that woman. It's best to live or die!"
"Yes!" The barbarian musician fought and ran away, leading people to chase Mingwei.
Awan and Ji Xiaowu also saw it.
The changes in yin and yang caused by the sound of the flute invalidated the maze that surrounded them, and they finally returned to the real scene.
"Cousin!" Ji Xiaowu shouted and hurried over.
"Hey! Why are you in a hurry?" Ah Wan had no choice but to follow.
I left Changsheng Temple at dawn, chasing the sound of the flute in the dark night.
The sound of the flute seemed to lure her on purpose, always neither too close nor too far away.
When she came to a hillside, the sound of the flute finally stopped.
Mingwei stopped, looked at the empty surroundings, and said loudly: "Who is the master? Please come out and see me!"
No one answered, but the yin and yang energy surging around her told her that there was indeed a master here.
Mingwei took a deep breath, suppressed the ups and downs of his mood, and shouted: "The music you played is the secret of my master. Can you tell me what our origin is?"
Still no movement.
Mingwei clenched the flute in his hand and said, "Since you don't want to show up to see me, it would be offensive."
After that, she started playing.
When the flute sounds, the yin and yang energy is turbulent, and the cold murderous intent sweeps away bit by bit.
This is a declaration of war!
After a while, the sound of flutes over there also started ringing.
The tunes are exactly the same, but the sound waves are also completely different.
The two sound waves formed a tug-of-war, coming and going.
The more Mingwei blew, the paler his face became, and the fingers pressing the hole trembled slightly.
When the song was about to end, she could no longer restrain herself and shouted: "Master, is this you, master?"
The other party's flute sound paused for a moment, then continued playing.
Listening to the sound of the flute, Mingwei couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes.
This song, this tone, is clearly how the master taught her.
There are only three students in the school, and the younger one doesn’t learn music, so in this world, they are the only two masters who can play exactly the same tune!
But how is this possible? She has clearly found her master, Ming Zheng, who is still a toddler!
But the music doesn't lie, no one can learn it so much! Not only are the tunes exactly the same, but even the breathing habits are the same. There can be no two people so similar in this world!
"Master, come out!" Mingwei shouted, tears streaming down his face unknowingly, "Are you here too? If not, how about you come out and make me give up?"
A long sigh sounded, and the chaotic energy was restrained in an instant.
Mingwei immediately discovered where the man was. She looked up and saw a man standing quietly on a slightly higher hillside with sleeves and robes like clouds.