Chapter eight hundred and fourteen perverted abuse
Lin Zichen stared at the slowly enlarging light spot, Shuten Doji? Tengu?
He couldn't be sure, at least he couldn't see anyone's figure in this light spot, until the light spot suddenly shot out a strong light and pierced his eyes. Lin Zichen felt that he was blinded by the light and raised his arms.
Covered his eyes.
Of course, ordinary bright light would not make Lin Zichen like this. He would not be afraid even of the light of Xiaoyao Compass, but this bright light was so powerful, which shows the strength of Matsui Lisa.
When he opened his eyes again, Lin Zichen couldn't help but be startled, as if he was in another space.
This space is no longer pitch black, but a night scene of Ying Kingdom.
There are some low houses on both sides, neon lights are shining in the street, and taverns are close together. Typical Yingguo music is coming from inside, accompanied by women's singing. However, this street is very quiet. In front of the tavern, there are even
no one.
Lin Zichen frowned slightly, looked around, and chuckled: "Haha, I'm afraid this is also Lisa Jing's illusion."
Afterwards, he silently recited the formation formula, but he found that for some reason, it was difficult to establish his Senluo formation in this space.
Lisa Matsui... Haha, it seems that you are the number one Onmyoji in Ying Kingdom.
Lin Zichen simply didn't waste his efforts. He believed that no matter how exquisite the formation or onmyoji was, there was always a formation opening. As long as he broke the formation opening, he could leave the illusion in front of him.
Then he walked forward while using his senses to summon Black Feather. As he expected, he and Black Feather had completely lost contact.
"Xiao Feng, are you still there?"
"Yes, Master, but I just tried to find Heiyu, but there was no response." Xiaofeng said.
Lin Zichen smiled: "This is normal. Lisa Matsui used Yin Yang magic to create the illusion in front of us, which is equivalent to the Chinese magic circle. In this magic circle, we have been completely isolated from Black Feather's perception.
But since you are already in my universe, she cannot do it."
"That's it...but Master, is this magic circle more powerful than your mystical arts?" Xiaofeng asked anxiously.
"I don't know, but looking at it now, I can't build a formation at all. Lisa Matsui... is stronger than I thought."
After saying this, Lin Zichen's heart fluctuated. At least when he was in Yanjing, he had never imagined that Lisa Song Jing was such a woman. Regardless of her experience, means or strength, Lin Zichen has now become
shocked.
"Then what should we do? Can't we get out?"
"No, there is no truly seamless magic circle in the world. Even Chinese mysticism has its entrance. As long as we find the entrance, we can get out." Lin Zichen said.
Xiaofeng felt relieved after hearing this and said: "That's it, but Master, what is Lisa Jing doing? Just playing a maze game with us?"
"Haha, of course it's impossible, Xiaofeng. Although you need to find the so-called entrance to get out of the magic circle, any magic circle is not just a maze waiting for you to find the exit. In the magic circle or in the illusion
, there will be the power exerted by the other party, or the invasion of the natural environment, you may encounter some powerful opponents. If you defeat the strongest force in the formation, you can break the formation." Lin Zichen smiled and explained.
road.
After all, Xiaofeng still didn't know much about Xuan Shu. For her, she just didn't want to be trapped in the formation with her master and wanted to leave as soon as possible to a safe place.
"Huh? So what is Lisa Matsuoi going to do? But since it's all an illusion, can we just ignore it?"
"If it is some low-level magic circle, if the warriors trapped in the formation choose to ignore it, they may be able to leave safely. But if it is a high-level magic circle, although everything that appears here is an illusion, it is real to us. If
If you are killed in the formation, you will truly die forever."
Hearing this, Xiaofeng was stunned, with a little panic in his eyes, and said: "What? It's just like the master used mystical skills to kill those ghosts and gods, right? It seems that Lisa Matsui is really powerful, and she can match your methods.
It can be compared.”
Lin Zichen smiled: "Indeed, Lisa Matsui's formation is not inferior to the formations in Xuanjutsu. This time we must be more cautious. The only thing I am worried about is Black Feather. If
He also encountered a certain formation..."
Lin Zichen's worry is not without reason. After all, although Black Feather is powerful, he has weaknesses. What if Song Jing Lisa knows this and creates some opponents who can control fire or petrified Onmyoji?
's broken.
So he also secretly decided to find a way to contact Heiyu with perception as soon as possible, and then use the power and thoughts of the soul to pull Heiyu into his own space.
After looking around, Lin Zichen finally took a step forward. After all, he couldn't keep spending time here. He had to find the entrance to the formation or the supporting force in the formation, which was his opponent.
He looked into the low houses along the street. In some houses, a family of three was eating simple meals, and in others, a mother was feeding her children. As for the small pubs, there was lively singing and dancing.
In the tavern, the men wore typical Yingguo long robes with colorful tops. The men's hair had been shaved all around, with a small braid sticking up in the middle. Some of them even had long knives hanging on their waists.
Seeing these pictures, Lin Zichen couldn't help but frowned. This was obviously not the modern Ying Kingdom. It seemed... that he had gone back about a hundred years to the Ying Kingdom in the warrior period of the last century.
Haha, it seems...this is also a memory of Risa Matsui's childhood.
He saw some singers in the tavern, playing musical instruments and singing some songs with Japanese melodies. They didn't sound very beautiful, or maybe they didn't appreciate them because of the national border issue.
Immediately he continued to move forward and found that these taverns were all similar. In that era, this should also be a relatively popular service place, where men and women drank together and made love to satisfy the pressure of these men as warriors.
Suddenly, Lin Zichen saw a man rushing out of the alley at the street corner ahead, or rather being thrown out, and fell heavily to the ground. He vomited blood and stopped moving.
Lin Zichen couldn't help frowning and walked over quickly, but the alley he faced was completely dark. In this era of Yingguo, not every road had street lights. Even the street outside was dark.
Illuminated by the long lantern in front of the tavern, there was no light at all in the alley in front of me.
Even so, Lin Zichen walked in slowly.
The moment he walked into the alley, he felt a cold feeling, as if an inexplicable cold air was slowly reaching his body from all around.
Lin Zichen pointed at a ball of gas flame. The fire ball was not big, but it was enough to illuminate the area in front of him.
He could see that both sides of the walls were covered with tattered plaster and exposed bricks. Some of the lower areas had been painted and written by children with many Japanese characters and simple pictures. It looked like a slum.
Going further, a crossroads appeared, but there were still alleys around. Lin Zichen did not make a hasty choice, but sensed the movement inside.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, turned left and ran in.
After running a few steps, he saw a woman with disheveled hair bending down and running towards him. Her hair covered the woman's face, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but through the firelight, she could see the defeated look on her hair.
The woman raised her arms to cover her chest, but there were two streaks of blood flowing under her chest.
"Master, what's going on? It's too scary!"
Lin Zichen frowned slightly and took a deep breath: "Such a strong smell of alcohol..."
The woman passed by her and ran out as if running for her life. Although the speed was not fast, it was obvious that he had tried his best.
"Asshole, how dare you run? I want your life!"
As soon as Lin Zichen finished speaking, he saw a man running out from the depths of the alley. The man was wearing a long gown with a white background and blue flowers, with a hollow underneath.
The man's appearance is similar to that of the martial arts masters in the tavern. He has a mustache on his lips and holds a long ninja sword in his hand. It is obvious that he is a samurai of this era.
Seeing the man chasing after him, Lin Zichen looked at him coldly. Although he didn't speak, he directly raised a hand.
"Where did you come from, kid, get out of my way, or I'll kill you!"
Lin Zichen ignored it and punched the man, hitting the man's heart with a pop. The man vomited blood and fell backwards, killing him with one move.
Lin Zichen can feel that this man has some strength, and he is passable even among ninjutsu masters. However, Lin Zichen has entered the dragon elephant realm now. If you use force, no matter how strong you are, you can't stop such a physical body.
strength.
Seeing this, the woman who was running away was stunned for a moment. She turned back and looked at Lin Zichen absently, with fear in her eyes, but she was much better than before.
Just when Lin Zichen was about to step forward and ask what the woman might think he was up to, he turned around and ran out of the alley.
Seeing the woman's panic, Lin Zichen did not pursue her anymore, but continued walking inside.
However, the further inside, Lin Zichen felt that the smell of alcohol in the alley became more and more obvious, and it was not the smell of wine, but the smell of alcohol mixed with food.
This kind of wine is different from Chinese liquor. The alcohol itself is very light, and the alcohol concentration caused by the brewing process is also very low. However, a wine with such a low alcohol content can achieve such a strong alcohol flavor. It is obvious that there should be a banquet here.
Just as Lin Zichen was thinking about it, he saw a few noises in front of him, and four Ying warriors in striped gowns stood in front of him.
These people looked ferocious, but everyone's face was red, and even if they didn't move, they still had a strong smell of alcohol emanating from them.
Lin Zichen smiled. It seemed that these people were drinking, and the person just now should be among them. In this way... the woman just now was injured by them.
However, Lin Zichen didn't know what they had done. After all, the woman's breasts were bleeding. This kind of injury was reminiscent of a very perverted form of abuse.
"Did you kill Sasaki?" one of the samurai said.
Lin Zichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You will be the ones who die next!"