"Senior sister, the thief is here, please guard the house and don't go out!"
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message to Yue Anyan who opened his eyes, quickly stretched out his hand to pull the door latch, opened the single door, and stepped out.
He saw many small things climbing over the mud-walled yard, and some got in through the cracks in the wood door. They were rats. He didn't know how many rats had entered the yard.
There was a rustling sound, a dense mass of darkness, running towards the main door.
Zhang Wenfeng was nervous and noticed that the donkey was in something wrong. Its head was tilted toward the door, and its eyes were blank.
A soft call from Yue Anyan came from the door. She spotted the rats outside through the crack of the door. She was shocked that the evil spirit she encountered this time could control so many rats. She drew her sword out of its sheath with a "clop" sound.
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"Close the door and don't let anything into the West Room!"
Zhang Wenfeng gave a low drink.
The door closed tightly with a bang, and the senior sister's message came out: "Guanzhu, be careful!"
Faced with such an abnormal situation in the yard, Zhang Wenfeng was very calm. He pinched the Qingmu Wuyou Jue with his left hand. This technique was recorded in the Mu Xing Kung Fu left by his master. He practiced it as the natal technique to ward off evil spirits and maintain stability.
Mind, timidly eliminate distracting thoughts, often used in daily practice.
The spiritual eyes swept away, and the incoming rats were frightened and stopped one after another.
Invisibly forming a circle.
He saw a layer of light gray mist covering the donkey's head.
All mice were like this. The mist swirled slowly, like a straw hat they were wearing. Under the spiritual eye technique, the light was thin and dim. He guessed that this should be a kind of soul-controlling magic. It was not very powerful, but just weird.
Hard to guard against.
Donkey still had flaws in his mind. He warned Donkey to have less distracting thoughts and to cultivate his mind carefully.
Otherwise, with Donkey's cultivation and thunder skills, it would be impossible to fall prey to such a level of evil spell.
He looked through the immortal cultivation classics and travel notes, which recorded his experiences and anecdotes of immortal cultivation more than five hundred years ago.
There are many examples in the books of how evil magic can harm people. Even under the same level of cultivation, there are many cases where powerful people are fooled and even lose their lives by being caught in evil magic.
A yellow talisman appeared in his hand, and the tone of his mouth changed. He used Yuan Qi to urge him to chant the Qingxin Jue, which was quite rhythmic and vaguely like scriptures. There was a kind of magical power. As he walked down the eaves steps, the donkey's head was gray.
The fog dissipated and the eyes returned to normal.
"Pa", Zhang Wenfeng put the protective amulet on the donkey's forehead and shook his head slightly to stop the donkey from having an attack.
Stomping his feet hard, "Boom", Yuan Qi exploded, and the ground in the yard shook.
There were too many rats, and it was impossible for him to wake them up one by one with scriptures. Moreover, the long nights and many dreams would lead to long delays, and he would be able to escape from the thieves who were secretly causing trouble. He adopted a violent method of consuming Yuan Qi, and kicked them directly and suddenly.
Coupled with his chanting of scriptures, most of the controlled rats suddenly woke up.
Make a mess and run around.
The rats instinctively sensed the inviolability of the people in front of them and climbed the wall to escape. Others who were not awake also woke up due to the collision of many rats and the interruption of the secret magic, and ran away squeaking.
The donkey trampled to death a few rats that were confused and rushed to its feet. It looked at the boss of the viewer and did not dare to pursue it on its own. It had a yellow talisman on its forehead and hung between its eyes, which looked a bit funny.
Zhang Wenfeng noticed a figure fleeing eastward from outside Chaimen.
The strange thing is that after the evil spell was broken, the guy who cast the evil spell was not affected.
He quickly sent a message to his senior sister, jumped up, and shouted to the donkey: "Chase!"
Just now, the spiritual eye took a quick look at Qi Technique and saw that the opponent's aura was not very strong, so he could not let the opponent escape.
After crossing the south courtyard wall in three or two steps, I saw a tall and thin figure dozens of feet away, rushing towards the east end of the village.
The donkey held back his anger and followed the viewer, jumping over the eight-foot-high mud wall and chasing the thief eastward.
It suddenly felt dizzy and drifting, and suddenly it appeared on the vast and boundless prairie that it had dreamed of. The sun was shining brightly, surrounded by countless beautiful female donkey ladies, all of them passionate, rubbing against it here and there, it
I almost got so excited that I put my gun on the donkey.
Fortunately, the viewer woke it up, otherwise it would have looked so ugly and shameless to be a donkey hero.
The owner of the temple once said that its mind is uncertain and it needs to be careful, stop thinking about the donkey lady, and work harder to get rid of frivolity. It is still unconvinced, and now it has learned a lesson.
It doesn't know how to deal with it. It calms down quickly after being angry. There is a big flaw in its character.
The dogs in the village were alarmed and started barking in groups of twos and threes, which soon turned into a roar from west to east.
The men who woke up picked up their hoes and shovels and got up to check, shouting to each other in the yard that the village had been robbed.
Wei Xingde, who was guarding the west room, heard a series of unusual noises, including the sound of the temple owner opening the door and chanting sutras, the sound of drawing a sword, the sound of rustling, the squeaking of countless rats, and then the barking of dogs.
Knowing that a thief was coming, I was so nervous that I grabbed the stool.
If a thief dared to come in, he would fight with all his strength. Fortunately, the oil lamp behind the bed did not swing abnormally.
He heard the neighbors in the yard on the left and right shouting greetings to each other, and he relaxed slightly.
"Taoist Master Yue, what's going on outside?"
"Don't make a sound, continue to guard and wait for the master of the temple to come back."
Yue Anyan guarded the door of the west room with a sword, stared at the door, and sent a message to warn Wei Xingde.
She didn't dare to relax at all. She didn't feel it when she was with the viewer. She only felt the pressure after the viewer left.
The barking of the dogs gradually stopped, and the men yawned and returned to the house to continue sleeping.
The sound of banging in the village came from the west end, and it was already midnight.
Wei Xingde put down the stool in his hand and sat down not long after that when he suddenly saw the light, which was burning quietly, shaking. He wiped his eyes, thinking he was dazzled by staring, but something horrifying happened under his nose.
The big orange lights swing greatly to the left and right.
That thing is coming!
"Yue... Taoist Priest Yue..."
Hearing that Wei Xingde's voice was hoarse and trembling, Yue Anyan ducked into the west room.
She focused her gaze and saw that the lights were flickering and about to go out. It was the evil thief who was performing a soul-collecting practice nearby.
It was a good plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. There were more than one thief. Fortunately, the viewer was cautious and let her guard the house and not go out.
"Shh!"
Making a gesture, Yue Anyan scanned the room with his spiritual eyes, and saw that the house-holding charm posted on the window was rapidly losing its spirituality, and its color gradually faded. The yellow charm posted on the mud wall of the bed was incomprehensible to her, and there was no wind.
Automatically, no loss of spirituality can be seen, and it can obviously be resisted for a while.
Yue Anyan took out a Yixie yellow talisman drawn by herself from her bag and recited a spell quickly.
The talisman paper stuck on the mud wall began to make a loud clattering sound. The salt particles scattered on the ground turned into a water-like liquid and slowly melted. The clear oil lamp shook wildly and might go out at any time.
Wei Xingde grabbed one of the wooden legs of the stool, veins bulging on the back of his hands. He retreated to the corner and stared at the light that might go out at any time. His heart was beating rapidly and his mind was almost blank.
After Yue Anyan finished reciting the incantation, he stepped over the circle of half-melted salt grains and walked to the edge of the bed.
The yellow talisman held in his left hand clicked and stuck to the forehead of the lying child. Yuan Qi entered and shouted: "Wake up!"
The little guy, whose cheeks were bright red as if he was about to bleed, opened his eyes in response. He was confused, and for a moment he didn't know that he was on the verge of life and death. He said blankly: "Taoist Master Yue..."
He still remembers exchanging a penny for a female Taoist priest who played tricks on him.
The yellow talisman attached to the mud wall stopped making abnormal noises, and the oil lamp behind the bed returned to normal and stopped shaking.
"It's okay. Use the salt water in the bowl to wash his face. Stay in the house and don't go out."
Yue Anyan quickly sent a message to explain in two words that the people had already rushed to the main room, opened the door bolt and rushed into the yard. Before the temple owner left, he sent a message to tell her that if something was wrong, use the Evil Talisman to save the person first.
The thief is of secondary importance, just in case the thief has a companion to kill him with a carbine.
A high-pitched animal-like cry came from outside, and the soul-collecting magic was interrupted by her breaking it, and the caster was affected.
But it didn't seem too serious, and it was very different from the backlash she knew.
Strange shouts and curses came from outside the yard: "Damn it, there's a stinky Taoist priest hiding in there, ruining the good deeds of this great immortal. You guys who are nosy like dogs and mice will regret it!"
Yue Anyan jumped onto the courtyard wall and saw a dark shadow hidden on the crooked neck jujube tree across the road. There were two yellow rays of light that flickered, showing a pair of eyeballs.
I don’t know what kind of monster it is?
Looking at each other, Yue Anyan's Taoist robe Wu Feng swayed.
She pinched the Weak Shui Yie Xie Jue with her left hand to stabilize her mind, so that she would not be affected by the opponent's magic, and could also detect the depth of the opponent's Taoism.
It's nothing more than that, a pretentious thing.
"Don't leave!"
With one step on the mud wall, Yue Anyan flew over more than three feet like a light swallow, and the cold light of the sword blade flashed in the moonlight.