Panguan

Of course he won't withdraw when he smells it, he is thinking seriously whether it is more convenient to carry it or hold it.

Thinking of this, he had already bent slightly.

Just as he was about to reach out, he felt a flick of two fingers on his forehead.

"Salute indiscriminately." When Xie Wen's voice whispered in his ears, a gust of wind swept by, and the cloth of the burqa lightly brushed the side of Wen Shi's face.

He squinted his eyes, straightened up, and saw that the person on the couch was already standing by the door.

The wide red robe was draped over him, and the exposed half of his neck was haggard, and from the fingertips under the sleeves, it could be seen that the half of his body near the heart was not much better.

He put his withered hand behind his back and pushed open the door.

Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, then dragged Zhang Yalin to her, hurried out of the door with a few puppets, and started to walk down the mountain.

Xia Qiao hesitated, followed by Bu Ning.

"Master, you..." Bu Ning was still a little worried when he went out.

"Not at all." Xie Wen replied.

"Oh."

He had just finished answering, and came over when he heard it.

Xie Wen still had cloth strips hooked on his fingers, he lifted it up to cover his eyes when he smelled it, and said, "Don't stare, I asked you to recite it last time, and you were unwilling to ask me to climb—"

In front of him, Bu Ning stumbled over the threshold, held on to the door frame with a "bang", and turned his head to take a look without saying a word.

Xia Qiao nodded quietly from behind, indicating that he was telling the truth, it was a long story, don't ask.

The siblings of the Zhang family had already walked up the mountain road, and they were startled by the movement again, and looked back for no reason.

Bu Ning already had a proper demeanor, and walked towards them in a gentle manner: "It's nothing, please lead the way."

Wen Shi withdrew his gaze from his senior brother's back, gave Xie Wen a blank expressionless look, and said, "Then you go ahead, I'll watch."

His tone was cold, but his neck was bloodshot. Probably annoyed, the hand hanging by his side was pinching his knuckles.

***

The village at the foot of Songyun Mountain is still deserted, dilapidated and lonely.

There is no moonlight here, the sky is full of dark clouds, the thunder continues, and the strong wind does not stop.

When they came, they didn't think the sight was unusual. Now, Wen Shi and Bu Ning both remembered those nights many years ago.

When Bu Ning foresees a catastrophe, the mountain will also look like this, with wind and clouds, thunder and lightning. In the middle of the night, the doors and windows of every household in the village are closed and no lights are seen. At first glance, it looks like no one lives there...

"Here, it's right here." Zhang Lan braved the wind and walked to a farther place. The black passage they had come in still swirled around her like a vortex.

Xiao Hei squatted down almost close to the vortex, and pawed a few times in the ground: "It's right here, there is something under here, but it's too deep, and you can feel it when you get close, and you shouldn't be able to dig it out."

Zhang Lan nodded, pointed to his younger brother and added: "He released all six puppets, and the thing can't be disturbed, so it's firmly stuck inside."

Zhang Yalin wiped his face, he didn't know if he wanted to thank her more or hoped that she would stop talking.

He choked for a long time, and muttered: "After all, Zhang Wan was the one who set up the formation."

A woman who was almost able to become the head of the family would not obviously lose to them no matter what.

"Let me try." Bu Ning came over, half-kneeling by the whirlpool, leaning over to listen to the sound from the ground.

Those are the sounds of formations, and those who are proficient in formations to a certain extent can hear the layout of the entire formation just by the sounds of formations. It is much easier to break it again, and you can cut directly to the key.

After listening for a long time, Bu Ning said, "No wonder..."

"No wonder what?" Wen Shi asked.

"No wonder the puppet can't be shaken." Bu Ning straightened up on the ground and said, "The array is not difficult to solve, but the things underneath are hard to get. Actually, it has nothing to do with this array, it is a letter from the arrayer."

When I heard it: "What kind of letter?"

Bu Ning pointed to himself: "It's almost the same as me, with a little bit of spiritual appearance."

It's just that in order to support the entire mountain sealing formation, he divided half of the spirit into it. Ordinary people only need a small part to leave letters, and only certain people can open the left letters.

Zhang Yalin and Zhang Lan obviously understood, and they retreated: "If you believe it, it will be a bit troublesome. How will you know who it is for? Don't we..."

Before they could say the words "The Blind Man Touching the Elephant", they saw Xie Wen break three dead branches from a nearby tree.

He patted Wen Shi's shoulder lightly, and pulled Wen Shi behind his back. Then he raised his sleeves and inserted the three dead branches into the soil one by one at the place where he was standing when he heard it.

Then, he pressed his long and thin hand heavily on the ground——

In an instant, the situation changed.

The ground snaked in hundreds of fissures from beneath his palms. In an instant, like a thousand-pitched giant lotus blooming, there is a terrifying abyss between the petals.

Countless black mist rose from under the abyss and shot straight into the sky.

Then there was the thin and thin sound of climbing, as if ten thousand insects had come out of their holes.

The black mist surged and merged, and everyone avoided on different plots while vigilantly looking for the source of the climbing sound.

The next moment, they finally saw clearly.

They were countless Huigu, stretching their spider-like hands and feet, twisting their necks, crawling up from the ground.

In just an instant, he rushed to the collapsed land.

My day!

Zhang Lan vaguely heard his younger brother being rough, the two straightened the puppet thread, held the talisman paper, and faced the group of filthy places

Creep out of the monster.