Chapter Four Hundred and Nine: Reappearance of Female Ghosts
Lang Zixuan was also reciting the Calming Mantra at this time, her eyes were closed tightly, and she did not look at the illusion in front of her. However, the non-greedy monk behind her had already been hit by the move, and suddenly hit Lang Zixuan on the shoulder, causing Lang Zixuan to be shaken.
After two shakes, although my shoulder was in pain, it also accelerated the power of breaking the curse, and I suddenly woke up from the hallucination.
Lang Zixuan came to her senses and turned around. At this time, Monk Bu Greed had already struck with his second move. He grabbed her breasts with both hands and shouted: "What a monster, let's see if I don't crush your head!"
Lang Zixuan slapped him across the face, the second one struck first, and with a crisp "snap", the monk who was not greedy was beaten and turned over and fell to the ground.
Lang Zixuan scolded: "Smelly monk, you dare to pinch anywhere. If you dare to be rude again, I will crush your balls!"
When he raised his eyes, he saw Lang Shuoyang and the two-headed nun still had their names listed together, and then he remembered that these people had been bewitched.
She shouted: "Shuoyang, use the soul-awakening spell!" Then she bit the tip of her tongue and applied the true Yang saliva on the forehead of the monk who was not greedy. When she turned around to look, Lang Shuoyang had also smeared the True Yang saliva on the two-headed nun.
However, the nun was very agile and had to wipe it twice, which really took some effort. It was even more difficult to wipe Miffel. Miffel’s withered whip made her unpredictable and difficult to get close to.
Fortunately, she thought her legs were stuck and sat on the ground without moving.
Lang Shuoyang used his divine light to explore and blocked Miffel's long whip. Lang Zixuan took the opportunity to fly over and smeared her forehead with his true Yang saliva. Then he shouted: "Clean on the outside and clear on the inside. The seven orifices are bright. The voice of the god comes, calling.
If you are lost, the Emperor of Heaven ordered me to send you a voice." Then he roared loudly, and the sound passed directly to the eardrums, like a thunderbolt, like a wake-up call.
This is the sound of Tianluo. If they had not used the real saliva to protect their brains just now, they would have been under the curse and confused, and they would not know how to take precautions, which would definitely damage their brains.
The three people were shocked by the sound of Tianluo, and they all stopped. At the same time, Lang Shuoyang took the opportunity to go over and slap a soul-awakening spell on everyone's head!
Miffel's head shook, the quagmire in front of her disappeared, the monster disappeared, and then she woke up, and the two-headed nun also understood. The non-greedy monk on the ground also got up, covered his mouth, and spit out a groove in his mouth
Teeth, cursed: "The monster just now was so powerful, it knocked off my teeth with just one claw!"
Miffel knew that she had been hit, and the two-headed nun also noticed it, and quickly said: "Are we hit by the psychedelic array?"
Lang Shuoyang nodded and said: "I felt something was wrong as soon as I came in, but I didn't see anything wrong. You can tell by looking at the patterns on the ground."
Just when everyone was about to lower their heads, Lang Shuoyang suddenly realized: "Oh, don't look at it, it will cause hallucinations again!"
Everyone was startled and quickly raised their heads.
Lang Shuoyang said: "This pattern is actually a secret curse. If you look at it for a long time, you will have hallucinations and be brought closer to its world by the secret curse. This must be a shocking design!"
Miffel said angrily: "This Weitian is really very scheming, thanks to him he can create so many mechanisms in such a short time!"
Lang Zixuan said: "Now we have exhausted a lot of physical strength. He is doing this to waste our physical strength. He must be hiding on the last floor underground, waiting to enjoy the benefits and deal with us!"
Lang Shuoyang said: "But that's not necessarily the case. He has produced so many things in such a short time, and it has also consumed a lot of energy. If he kills people and seizes the temple in such a high-profile manner, he will know that he will attract a large number of opponents and spend his true energy to form an array.
I guess if he’s not planning to die together, or he’s not here, he’s already run away!”
Lang Zixuan frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "What you said is not unreasonable. As a human being, we will never do anything to kill fish or fish. Could it be that he deliberately led us into the collapsed tower, but he has already left?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "No matter what, we have come here. Yi Nan might still be here. We must reach the end of this road!"
A few people took a short rest, cheered up, and went down another level to the twelfth floor.
Walking down the steps step by step, suddenly there was a faint sound of piano in my ears, which was intermittent and desolate.
Lang Shuoyang stopped, raised his hand and shot out a silver needle, hitting the switch and turning on the light.
Looking at the twelfth floor of the fallen tower in front of us, it is about 190 square meters. It is filled with colorful gauze, which divides the room from all sides. It makes people feel very hazy. Through the gauze, there are five women sitting on the floor, all
Playing with an instrument.
Judging from the appearance of these five women, they are exactly the five real female ghosts who followed Wei Tian in the city hall building. They include Xue Baochai, Jia Yuanchun, Miaoyu, Jia Qiaojie, and Li Wan. The only missing one is Lin Daiyu.
As soon as the five girls saw that Lang Shuoyang and the others had come down, Xue Baochai smiled, played the Yao Qin in front of him, made a soft sound, and said: "Dear Masters, we didn't have enough fun in the city government building that day. Today we compete again, there is no difference.
Yes, it’s still the Female Evil Formation, you can use whatever you want!”
As she said that, she played the Yao Qin again, making a sweet sound. Next to her, Jia Yuanchun held the Pipa in his hand, and started to play with his slender fingers.
Miaoyu held a reed flute in her hand and started playing it regardless of the sound Xue Baochai was playing.
Qiaojie placed a guzheng in front of her, caressing it with Qiao's fingers, making a sweet sound.
Finally, there was Li Wan. The instrument in her hand seemed out of place with the beauties. She held a saxophone and played it again. The tune she played was "Going Home" composed by the famous American saxophonist Kelly King. It was melodious and beautiful.
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These people were doing their own thing, and several pieces of music that had nothing to do with each other were mixed together, making the listeners upset.
Lang Shuoyang silently recited the Calming Mantra, stretched out his hand to hold Miffel, and a burst of pure Yang energy was injected into it. Miffel, who had been a little disturbed by the sound, suddenly felt refreshed. She looked up and saw that Lang Shuoyang was just holding her hand.
He couldn't help but feel happy. In the past when he was in danger, Lang Shuoyang always went to save Wanrou or Yi Nan first, but this time he held his own hand, not even Lang Zixuan's master, which proved that the fire child has become more and more fierce.
Pay more attention to yourself!
In fact, Lang Shuoyang knew that although Lang Zixuan's Taoism was not as profound as his own, it was enough to protect himself, but he was afraid that Miffel was not sure enough and would be confused by the sound of the piano.
The two-headed nun also recited a mantra to protect herself, but the non-greedy monk was a little confused at this time. While scratching his head and head, he suddenly stretched out a hand to hold him, and a burst of energy stabilized his mind. He raised his eyes and saw,
But it was Miffel, who couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart. But he didn't know that it was Lang Shuoyang who told Miffel to hold him back. At this time, the five of them had gone through so many difficulties together, and Lang Shuoyang would rather spend more real energy on his own.
Let no one make a mistake.
The five people walked forward hand in hand. Suddenly, the room was full of colorful ribbons, and the music of the five female ghosts changed. The sound was as unpleasant as a cat scratching glass or an iron spoon scraping a bowl. The ribbons suddenly wrapped around everyone.