Panguan

Over the years, it has been used more and more frequently. Even the incense burner alone is not enough, he often bury himself in those black mist and swamp, in the most murky and gloomy place, seeking an eternal life.

But this time, when he inserted his fingers into the ground, he didn't feel the familiar black mist with a damp and resentful smell.

Instead, it hits the light.

It was light blue light, warm and bright.

But the moment he touched it, it was as if he was scalded. In fact, he couldn't feel that kind of pain, because it was far inferior to the pain in the spirit.

But he still retracted instinctively.

At this moment, he finally understood the purpose of Bu Ning's vast formation just now, to trap him in this three-acre land, to block his way to escape into the ground, and to let him touch the ground again. Can't touch the things that feed him.

Pity. Zhang Dai thought.

Originally connected to the cage vortex, it could cause them some trouble.

But it does not matter……

It all happened in an instant—

When Wen Shi fell suddenly with a puppet thread and a long wind, his thin fingers touched the ground. The moment he lowered his head, he saw the person who was supposed to burst into death on the spot, and his fingers buried in the yellow earth suddenly twitched.

That is a common movement of puppet masters, and they are extremely sensitive to it when they smell it.

He subconsciously felt that Zhang Dai was recruiting a puppet.

But the next second he realized something was wrong!

How can this dying state control the puppet? Controlling puppets won't help at all, who can be charged by him? Who can he stop?

"Ahhh——!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the crowd who were pulling out the formation in the distance.

When he heard it, he frowned and looked, and saw a young junior kneeling on the ground holding his wrist. In just an instant, his fresh face withered, like flowers and plants shriveled in an instant.

"what happened?!"

Just during the time of questioning, there were several screams from the crowd. Several young people fell to the ground suddenly in succession, also pinching their wrists, similarly like shriveled flowers and trees in an instant.

And then more people...

In less than a second, more than a hundred people fell down in the entire Zhang family courtyard.

At the same time, Zhang Dai, who was supposed to be on the verge of death, suddenly glowed with vitality, and his spiritual spirit exploded hundreds of times in the blink of an eye, far surpassing any normal person!

It was as if all the strength of those juniors had been absorbed by him to his side.

The shaking ground stopped suddenly, and there was a dead silence in the courtyard for less than half a second. Then, there was an uproar. All those still standing were outraged by the turn of events.

Wu Yin grabbed Wu Wenkai, who was haggard and lifeless, and hid him behind her. Ling Ran made a move and went straight to Zhang Dai.

The Yang family's talisman hit Zhang Dai's head with a mighty force——

However, it was the shriveled young men behind her who fell down screaming. Blood donation seeped out from the cracks in their hair and snaked down their cheeks, describing it horribly.

Seeing this scene, those people who were on the offensive stopped abruptly and stopped the attack forcefully. The footsteps retreated several feet under the impact!

Everyone was gasping for breath, not daring to move rashly.

When I heard it, I shot it coldly at that moment!

He understood Zhang Dai's tricks at the critical moment——

When the Zhang Lan siblings first saw "Zhang Zhengchu" pointing talisman water to every talented child, what they subconsciously thought of was the fixed spirit in puppetry. He thought that "Zhang Zhengchu" was trying to plant a hidden thunder for those children, and for a certain day's needs, he could easily turn those who had tapped the talisman water into his puppets.

Afterwards, they quietly investigated and found that those who had been touched with talisman water did not show any signs of puppetry, so they thought they had wronged grandpa, so they gave up.

Looking at it now, "Zhang Zhengchu" really did something wrong, and it was indeed related to Dingling.

However, he took the opposite path——

He didn't want to turn those people into his puppets, but to turn himself into those people's puppets at a critical moment.

As we all know, the puppet itself is a dangerous existence, and when it is dying, it will even reversely absorb the spirit of the manipulator. If it is not suppressed with chains, and the coercion is not enough to crush and deter the opponent, it is very likely to be turned back by the puppet.

What Zhang Dai is doing now is this!

Because he is connected with those people and is not suppressed, all the attacks that fall on him at this moment will implicate those young people who are withered and kneeling.

"Bastard!" The other puppet masters present also recalled it.

The Patriarch of the Lin family hissed and cursed.

Zhang Dai was full of fluffy spirits, and because he was attached to others, he laughed fearlessly, his voice was like sandpaper: "I have been in the business for thousands of years, and what I know best is how to make myself live—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a very light sigh, and he was still smiling.

As for whether it was a sneer or something else, he couldn't think about it anymore.

Because the second he heard the sigh, he felt a hand on his shoulder. That hand was long and thin, like a dead branch in a snowy forest in midwinter. It looked very light, but when it was pressed down, it was like a cold mountain.

He heard a few "clicks" in his body, accompanied by severe pain. By the time he realized it, he had been pressed down to his knees, not facing a specific person, but facing the dry young men in the courtyard, facing the due west.

It was written in the judge's earliest book that Zhengxi represents the dead, and it is facing the soul voice of the deceased.