Chapter 22: Blind Gua Zi (5)

Jiang Shining and Lu Yanqi were silent for a while, and turned around to look behind.
As soon as this evil barrier spoke, it seemed to be telling a ghost story.
"Yaolang is brave in your county." Jiang Shining said with a smile.
Lu Yanchi said: "This is not usually the case here. In recent days, somehow, it is always misty."
Jiang Shining laughed again: It ’s not possible to get better without fog
"No, it's just that the cub is getting cold. What are you nerds looking at?" Xue Xian wasn't angry, "Can ghosts be afraid of ghosts?"
Lu Yanqi no longer looked behind, and instead stared at Jiang Shining.
"Please make some sense," Jiang Shining said slowly. "Ordinary people are afraid of bandits and robbers. Why can't I be afraid of ghosts?"
Lu Yanqi looked down at the wound on the palm of his hand, and looked at Jiang Shining's body that was blown down by wind. He believed that Jiang Shining should be the one that is better to deal with in the ghost, and not threatening.
"It seems to come again, did you hear me?" Xue Xianyou said quietly, "Extremely light ..."
He was about to determine if Xuan Meng didn't say anything, so he said that he was facing up to the sky, facing the Xuan Mian with the hot eyes of Qi Qiao, and the two dark ink eyes couldn't move.
Hyun Mercy: "..."
His eyes fell on Xue Xian, and he closed it at a touch, and calmly and decisively reached out to cover the entire face of the evil barrier. "Only you are haunted here."
Xue Xian snorted impatiently: "Did I stretch my head out to move you? I don't want my hands!"
Jiang Shining slowly refilled the knife: "In fairness, if you fight with the master's hand with your face, it should be a loss for you, after all, your papery head will fall off."
Xue Xian: "..." There are always 250 in this world standing in the enemy camp at critical moments.
He wasn't busy pulling Xuan Mian's hand, but instead he covered his face and listened for a while in the darkness, but he never heard the chanting sound very similar to Xuan Mian. So he also had some self-doubts for a while: could it be true?
"Forget it, General Pestle is not an issue here." Xue Xian stretched out two paper claws and slapped on the back of Xuan Mian's hand, and finally swept away the obstructing bald donkey. "You keep walking, It's important to find someone, and I will remind you of any strange noises. "
As for himself, it's better to keep hatching eggs than to fight with bald donkeys.
After all, he rolled back to the bottom of the dark bag and lay silently on the golden beads, moving slightly with the steps of the bald donkey.
To be honest, Xuan Merci walked quieter than a ghost, and was flat and stable. This movement was almost nothing for Xue Xian, not a bit turbulent, but rather hypnotic. The gold beads under him were covered in a dark bag for a while, and had become warmer, closer to the temperature of Xuan Mercy. This was quite comfortable for the paper skin that was cool when the wind blew, and barely considered Liveable.
Xuanyi squatted down and looked carefully at the wet muddy ground covered with fallen leaves.
Lu Yanqi followed his example and squatted down. This boy is not very old, but he can see that he is a single-sex child, probably because of his young age. He is more inclined to come by himself than relying on others to help him. Even if he can't, you have to stare at it all the way, it seems that you can barely feel relieved.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Shining looked at the cub and couldn't help asking.
Lu Yan didn't lift his head, and said stiffly, "I don't know." The dog's eyes were almost blind and there was no clue whatsoever.
Xuan Mian stretched out his hands and stroked a few leaves in front of his feet, so that he had to shovel a moss and use sackcloth to pay attention to the fault. It is unlikely to really touch those dead leaves. Lu Yanqi also secretly touched the fallen leaves. Except for the wet mud in his hand, nothing was known. He glanced suspiciously at Xuan Merci's side face, silently purging his fingers in the corner of his clothes, and stood up.
In his eyes, Xuan Merci's move was a bit of a mystery. He is used to guarding against serious concerns and some young people's ill-familiar problems. He always feels that there are too few credible people in this world, most of them are selfish men and big fools with water in their heads.
A villain is like himself, a big fool is like his father who died early.
He acknowledged that he had no heart and lungs. He had previously yelled to let Xuan Mian take them with him, and then he began to wonder if Xuan Mian was empty. He even glanced at the black awning on the shore, intending to return to the boat when it was impossible, and waited for the fog to disperse before heading to the island.
When he returned his sight, he happened to meet Jiang Shining's eyes.
After all, he was still young, and Lu Yanqi had a guilty conscience for a moment, but he looked back with confidence. Jiang Shining has turned his eyes, waiting for Xuan Mian to speak.
Xuan Mercy stood up silently, stunned the monk's clothes that had not stained the soil, and took out a piece of rune paper from his arms.
"……"Again!
Lu Yanqi could not help but rolled his eyes: Is this monk planning to use this trick to leave the world?
Who knew that this time Xuan Merci didn't do anything about "manipulating with paper charms". When he touched the amulet, he also found out a fire inch strip, hiding in the wet and cold snow and fog. The wind twirled a fire.
Jiang Shining and Lu Yanqi looked at each other in ignorance as he lit the rune paper with fire.
In the eyes of the two, this oily yellow rune paper is no different from the yellow paper of the sacrifice of the dead. It burns exceptionally, and soon curls up into a black paper roll.
Xuan Mian's fingers trembled, and the paper roll instantly shattered into fine paper dust, which was blown to the front by the wind.
Jiang Shining and Lu Yanqi lived like two quails, one big and one small, staring at their sleeves and staring at the paper ashes falling in the forest. As the paper ash fell to the ground, a line of footprints suddenly appeared on the mud ground where no traces could be seen.
Unlike ordinary footprints that step on a pit, the rows of footprints are marked by those paper ash, and they are covered lightly on the mud, as if the owner of the footprints just touched the ground at every step.
"It doesn't look like people came out, it's touched out." Jiang Shining couldn't help but say.
Lu Yanqi: "..."
Suddenly he regretted going to the island with these people, and none of them spoke normally.
"What did you hang?" Xue Xian was so tangled in the bottom of the dark bag. On the one hand, he couldn't help but want to know what Xuan Mercy had done, on the other hand, he couldn't bear to sink the gold in the bottom of the bag. Beads. He always felt that in the time of these words, Jin Zhu was warmer, even slightly higher than Xuan Mercy's body temperature.
But the difference was so subtle that he was a little uncertain.
"Bald donkey," Xue Xian called, holding his beads.
Hyun Mercy: "..."
Xue Xian saw that he should not, and annoyed him again and again: "Bald donkey, bald donkey."
Hyun Mercy: "..."
Xue Xian rolled his eyes and called: "Xuan Mercy! Discuss something!"
Xuan Merci responded, "Say."
"Aren't you fond of tearing the hem of your clothes? Discuss it, don't you tear the hem, and tear this dark bag instead?" Xue Xian is well-founded and well-organized. "You tear the mouth of this dark bag a little short, I hold it Jin Zhu also stretched her head at the same time. "
Xuan Merci promised that there would be ghosts.
He replied indifferently: "I can't do anything, the paper skin has a weak neck, and it will be broken after hanging out for a while. I will not collect the paper man."
The implication: To stay cool while one side is almost nonsense.
He stopped talking nonsense with Xue Xian, and strode along where his footsteps were, and Meteor strode forward, and Jiang Shining and Lu Yan kept busy.
Xue Xian arrogant for a while in the dark bag, and then recklessly lied to the corpse. This evil barrier has lived for so many years. At all, I do not know how to write the words "convergence" and "safety." He rolled back and forth with gold beads twice, and finally hung his fragile neck to the pocket, but he still hugged the gold beads in his hand, and his neck was barely hung, and the Prime Minister pulled it a little. Suffering.
His tricks are far from mere mortals. After hanging for a while, he suddenly said: "There is something under the tree."
Xuanyi stepped out. He just felt that Fengshui on this tomb island was awkward and could not tell what was wrong. It seemed to have been tampered with, but no traces of artificial carving could be found on the surface. So along the way, with the exception of Yu Guang's sweeping footprints, he focused all his attention on the layout of the wild forest, never staring at the ground.
As soon as Xue Xian made a noise, he asked, "Which strain?"
"Front left, the one with the cracked trunk."
It was an old tree about three feet away from them. The branches seemed to have been split by thunder, and a large opening was opened. However, such trees are not uncommon in wild mountains and wild forests, and they are not unusual. Xuan Merci walked up and walked around, rummaged for a while at the root of the tree, and finally in a very inconspicuous place, saw a rope almost the same color as the soil. Also with a knot.
"Well?" Lu Yanqi on the side questioned and picked up the rope. Regardless of the dirty mud, he pinched the knot to identify it for a moment, and frowned, "This seems to be my family's string of money."
"Are you sure?" Jiang Shining was a little surprised. "Is it recognizable?"
"I did this knot, and it was different from the others." Lu Yan shivered the knot knottyly. "Look."
Xuan Merci glanced at the mud above his head and silently let go.
Lu Yanqi held it and showed them for a while before he suddenly responded: "Isn't all the money in my house stolen! Why does the rope fall here?"
Just when he finally realized that something was weird, he didn't know that he was hit by something.
Hearing "咚 ", Lu Yiqi couldn't respond to it. He was smashed to his knees and fell to the ground.
This unexpectedly kneeling was not weighty, and he didn't know what trap he was kneeling on. Somewhere in the ear, an organic buzzer sounded, and everyone's feet were empty.
The abrupt fall sensation was accompanied by the "huohuo" sound of rubbing stones, which made people dizzy and confused.
In the process of falling fast, Xue Xian paid his respects to Xuan Mercy for the first time. Because the bald donkey killed this day can actually control the balance in the air, I still don't know what to use to buffer the fall speed, so that when I landed, I actually stabilized my body and did not roll into a ball on the ground.
Therefore, at the moment he landed, Xue Xian, whose neck was hung from his pocket, could only feel his head slump.
It's over, it's over, it's the crow's mouth of the bald donkey, it's really broken!
Xuan Mian stood upright in the dark, faintly feeling that something seemed to be floating on the ground just now.
"Oh ..."
"His—I'm about to break my hand."
"What the is this? I fell a little dizzy."
"Master? Are you still master, Master Xuan?"
Hearing the mess around Jiang Shining and Lu Yan, Xuan Merci responded with "um", lighting a piece of rune paper.
He glanced down at the light of the paper fire, and it turned out to be exactly the opposite of the paper skin head falling to the ground.
Just the head.
Hyun Mercy: "..............."