Today's Yang Mansion seems a little different from the past. Instead of the liveliness of the past, there is more solemnity.
The maids and slaves were all ordered to go back to the house and were not allowed to go out at will. Guards were placed throughout the Yang Mansion, armed with swords and sticks, and guarded tightly.
However, even though they held weapons, some of the guards still looked frightened, and some even trembled involuntarily!
The sky is getting dark, the moon and stars are sparse, and there is a full moon hanging in the sky. However, the Yang Mansion is extremely dark at the moment. Only lanterns can provide Yang Mansion with a glimmer of light.
Everything is foreshadowing...
It seems like something is going to happen in Yang Mansion!
………………
Yang Mansion, martial arts arena...
At this moment, some of the debris above has been cleared away, leaving a large open space.
In the center of the open space, there was a mahogany Taishi chair with tiger-head armrests, and a richly dressed man sitting on it. However, the night was too dark at the moment, and even though there were several bonfires lit around, the man's face could not be clearly seen.
This man seemed to be asleep, his back curled up, his head drooped, and his messy hair hanging in front of him! A breeze came, and the hair in front of him was lifted up, allowing people to vaguely see the face of this man.
skinny……
It's as if a layer of skin is directly attached to the skull...
Aoya...
His face seemed to be bruised and extremely dark...
The two arms placed on the armrests of the Grand Master's chair are also skinny and skinny, with no trace of flesh and blood on them. It seems that they can be broken with just a slight bend...
Is this still a human being?
or……
Or a monster?
Some of the guards around him didn't even dare to move their eyes to the man.
but……
Even such a weak person was tied up layer by layer on the Grand Master's chair at this moment.
His arms, legs, waist, and chest were all wrapped in circles of hemp rope, like a rice dumpling.
What are people afraid of him?
………………
There was a circle of people surrounding the martial arts arena, and in the center was the man who was tied to the Grand Master's chair.
"Will Luo'er be okay?"
A woman in rich clothes sobbed and said...
"Don't worry, little Luoji is destined by fate, and we have invited Taoist Priest Yuanxu, so this matter is probably no longer a serious problem!"
The bound young man in the center of the field is named Yang Luo, and he is their son.
The middle-aged man comforted him, but judging from his frown, he didn't seem so optimistic!
The middle-aged man's words gave the woman some comfort. She wiped her tears, stopped crying, stood on the side, looked at the young man on the central chair, and stopped talking!
As time passed by, the atmosphere on the field became more and more heavy...
"Master Yuanxu, time is fast..."
The middle-aged man couldn't bear it any longer and walked up to a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and speaking in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I will make my own arrangements..."
Taoist Priest Yuanxu interrupted the middle-aged man...
When the man saw what Master Yuanxu said, he stopped talking and returned to the woman again.
Nearly a quarter of an hour passed...
The sky was getting darker again, and the servants kept adding firewood to the bonfire, hoping to drive out the darkness!
At this time, the martial arts arena was extremely quiet. No one dared to speak. Even their breathing was very tight for fear of making any noise!
The atmosphere is becoming more and more depressing, the air seems to be condensed, and there is no breath of wind!
At this moment...
Sudden……
The wind is coming...
I saw everyone's clothes and belts fluttering gently, and their hair also flying up.
However, everyone did not feel any sense of relief from this breeze.
All I felt was a coldness...
Several servants began to shake violently, almost losing their balance! What's more, there were little wet marks on their pants.
"Coming..."
Taoist Priest Yuanxu shrank his eyes, clenched the sword in his hand, and whispered to himself...
I saw Yang Luo, who was tied to the Grand Master's chair in the martial arts arena, slowly raising his head...
A strange smile appeared on the mummy-like face.
"ah……"
Everyone exclaimed and took a few steps back in fright...
"Luo'er..."
Only the woman cried and tried to rush forward, but was held by the middle-aged man and could not break away.
Yang Luo seemed to have heard her voice and turned to look at her...
"Ouch..."
Suddenly, Yang Luo became crazy, his eyes turned red, and his body swayed sharply, as if he wanted to break free from the constraints. It was unimaginable that such a thin body could contain such great power!
Everyone around him was also startled by his sudden and terrifying change, and they exclaimed again...
"Where did the evil spirit come from? Why don't you retreat quickly..."
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the field, and Taoist Priest Yuanxu was seen holding a long sword in his hand. He was more than ten meters away and ran to Yang Luo in two steps.
A flurry of magic spells came out from Taoist Priest Yuanxu's mouth, and then a spiritual talisman flew out of his hand and hit Yang Luo.
"ah……"
Only a scream was heard from Yang Luo's mouth, and then he lowered his head again, and there was no sound...
it's over?
Just when everyone thought Taoist Priest Yuanxu had succeeded, suddenly, Yang Luo broke away crazily and howled again, even more violently than last time!
When the few guards who originally wanted to step forward to take a closer look saw this, they used their hands and feet again and crawled back in fear.
"This little evil spirit will definitely make your soul fly to pieces today..."
Taoist Priest Yuanxu saw that the evil spirits on Yang Luo were becoming more and more rampant, and shouted in a cold voice...
Another Dao Jue was heard, and Taoist Priest Yuanxu touched the sword with both fingers. Suddenly, the already extremely sharp sword shone with a dazzling brilliance.
"With righteousness in the body, evil spirits will not invade..."
Taoist Priest Yuanxu jumped in front of Yang Luo. He was still in mid-air. He had already raised the dazzling sword in his hand, and then slashed towards Yang Luo below.
"cut……"
Following Taoist Priest Yuanxu's violent shout, the sword came down from top to bottom, slashed from Yang Luo's head into his body.
"ah……"
Seeing this, Yang Luo's mother exclaimed and fainted in the middle-aged man's arms!
At this time, Yang Luo also let out an astonishing scream again, and then bursts of black smoke continued to appear from his body.
The black smoke above Yang Luo's head kept changing into terrifying figures, and finally, gradually faded away!
After a long time, Yang Luo's screams finally stopped, and the black smoke on his body finally dissipated.
"My son..."
The woman suddenly woke up again for some reason. Seeing that Yang Luo was unconscious again, she couldn't help it anymore and rushed forward to check carefully.
The woman looked around and searched Yang Luo several times, but she didn't see any sword marks on Yang Luo's body. She finally breathed a sigh of relief!
The middle-aged man also rushed over at this time, tested Yang Luo's breath with his hands, and found that there was still a weak breath, and finally breathed a sigh of relief!
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