Among the four young people in their early twenties, the one with the strongest cultivation is a young and lively girl. She has an oval face, almond eyes, and is wearing a casual sportswear.
After listening to Banzhuang's words, she hugged the white-haired old woman's arm and said coquettishly: "Oh, Granny Bai. What kind of good cultivator is there? Can he be better than me?"
It seems that she must be very favored by this white-haired old woman, so everyone else is afraid, but she is the only one with a coquettish look on her face.
Sure enough, a smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the white-haired old woman, and she reached out and patted her arm: "Yashu, she is different from you. You are my son's apprentice and we are a family. The one we are looking for
As for the little girl, my mother-in-law plans to turn her into our weapon."
arms?
Yashu was stunned and didn't quite understand what the white-haired old woman meant. But she didn't seem to give any more explanations and directly gave orders to others around her.
"Now, let's rest in the car for a while. When it gets dark, we will go directly into the villa and take the little girl away. Banzhuang, you and Yashu are now using witchcraft to impose a ban around the villa. Let them
Then I won’t be able to run away.”
"good!"
Banzhuang and Yashu took the order and left, while the other three young people returned to the car and stayed there. They did not dare to disobey the white-haired old woman's order.
These guys are planning to come and rob someone!
Soon, night falls.
In the villa, Peng Na and Wichai have prepared a large table of meals and invited Zheng Na and Wei Meng to come and eat. They are all Thai specialties, including tom yum soup, curry fried crab, Thai chicken fried rice noodles, etc.
wait……
I have to say that the cooking skills of this fat otaku are actually quite good. Zheng Na was very happy after eating, but she still muttered in a low voice: "It would be great if there were Chinese food. Brother Fu Yang is from China, and she said that I am actually
Chinese people should learn Chinese and eat Chinese food."
Well……
Wei guessed that there were a few beads of sweat as big as soybeans on his forehead, and he was speechless: "This little ancestor wants to eat Chinese food again? That's all, let's find time to learn it."
As for the ghost Puffy, he couldn't eat it, he could only smell the fragrance. He carelessly wanted to lean against the motionless scout spirit standing next to him, but when the other party gave way, he almost fell to the ground.
He complained softly: "Brother, are you too serious? We are all ghosts, and our relationship should be better, right?"
Unexpectedly, the scout spirit body wearing the costume of an ancient Southeast Asian soldier said coldly: "I am the spiritual body of a psychic, not a lonely ghost like you. Don't try to get close to me."
Fluffy held it in for a long time: "Uh... awesome."
The four living people who were eating on the table all laughed when they saw the fluffy and shriveled appearance and the seriousness of the scout spirit body.
In any case, the people in this house have lived together for a long time and have feelings for each other. The relationship is as close as good friends.
However, unexpectedly, at this moment, a very sudden voice suddenly came from outside the villa door.
"Did you have a good dinner? Little girl, you eat well. After you have eaten and drank enough, it's time to follow us on the road! Don't hang out with these ant-like weaklings."
who?!
Wei Meng's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly entered a fighting state. He shouted in a hurried tone.
"Pengsong Weichai, protect Zheng Na and her son. Be careful!"
Zheng Na and others felt their eyes blurred, as if a gust of wind had blown by. Before the chopsticks fell down from where Wei Meng was sitting on the table, he had already crossed the distance of more than ten meters in an instant and stood between the villa door and the dining table in the living room. A pair of eyes
He was full of vigilance and stared at the door in front of him.
Hoo ho ho!
Waves of violent whirlwinds rose from Wei Meng's body. As soon as he opened his mouth to spit out, a white ball of light flew out of his mouth, and then split into two directly in front of him. Each one was attached to his right wrist.
on the forehead and between the eyebrows.
The white light attached to the wrist of his right hand flashed and turned into the shadow of a short stick made of rattan. It seemed to have no power from the outside. At the same time, the mighty eyes became hollow and gloomy, with the whites taking up most of the area.
The pupils have obviously been connected with the consciousness of the spirit body and become one.
A whirlwind appeared out of thin air around his body, and his combat effectiveness was greatly improved. The figure of a thin ancient Filipino was vaguely powerful.
This is the most powerful spiritual body - Santos' spiritual and martial art!
It talks quickly to Wham.
"Master, there are strong witchcraft power fluctuations outside the door. It's you ancient Siamese wizards who are here!"
"I feel it too. It's just that I have no interaction with this group of wizards who practice ancient witchcraft on weekdays. Why did you suddenly come to your door?"
Siam is the ancient name of Thailand. Santos was a martial arts master in the ancient Philippines, so he is still used to calling the white-haired old woman, Panzhuang and others as "Siamese Ancient Witch".
A sharp force flashed through the void, and the mighty pupils suddenly shrank: "Here we come!"
Poof!
There was a soft sound, and a rectangular cutting mark suddenly appeared in the center of the thick wooden door of the villa made of red hardened teak. It was one foot high and five feet wide.
Then, this rectangular area silently turned into a pile of sawdust - as if it was instantly eaten away by the most terrifying termite swarm.
Just this move made Wei Meng's heart skip a beat, and a very bad feeling arose - the person who came here must be very powerful!
As a rectangular empty doorway appeared, a group of figures also appeared in the night outside the door.
Wei Meng saw that standing at the front and in the middle was a stooped, white-haired old woman with a height of only 1.5 meters. She was also holding a wooden crutch in her hand and was coughing constantly. She seemed very sick.
As weak.
Next to her were a serious young man in his thirties and a lively boy in his twenties. Behind her, there were three young men.
Needless to say, those who came were Bai Lao, Banzhuang and the rest. The girl who just turned the middle of the villa door into powder was the girl named Yashu.
"The three people in the front are Siamese ancient shamans, and the two in the back are head-turning masters and one is a conjurer."
Santos explained to Wham.
Needless to say, magicians are also a unique branch of witchcraft in Southeast Asia. Through some indigenous spells, they can communicate with evil beings in the void and gain power.
It feels a bit like a low-end foreign copycat version of Maoshan's Summoning God...
"Hmph! Philippine magic wand? Not bad. A bit interesting. Who is that girl? Is she your apprentice?"
Banzhuang looked at Wei Meng and the spirit Santos and said arrogantly.
His gaze crossed the other party and landed on Zheng Na, who had a nervous expression on her face. (Second update)