Chapter 109 Feng Shui Temple Night Talks Distinguish True From False 2

If you really want to get away with it, it's okay to be a little more ambiguous, or to make a fake joke. However, Mingyi answered the first two questions concisely and without any tricks, and the last one should be the same. Otherwise, it would not be very similar to Mingyi, and it would prove abnormal from the side.

Xie Lian and Ming Yi looked at each other calmly. After a long while, Mingyi finally spoke.

He replied in a tone that was no different from the previous two sentences: "One of the five divisions, the younger brother of the sailor Wudu, the wind division Qingxuan."

Shi Qingxuan shook his head and said, "Hey, why don't you say 'my best friend'?"

Mingyi looked at him: "Who is that?"

Hearing this, Xie Lian secretly sighed.

As mentioned earlier, although the vernacular Zhenxian is called "xian", it is not a real "xian" after all. As long as it belongs to the category of goblins and ghosts, it cannot get rid of the characteristics of this ethnic group. Three sentences are enough, and all three sentences are undoubtedly the truth. It seems that Mingyi is no problem. Unless Shi Wudu and Shi Qingxuan are not biological brothers, this kind of speechless and shocking reversal should not exist.

Unexpectedly, before he could breathe out, Mingyi suddenly shot and grabbed him by the throat!

Xie Lian and Huacheng went to intercept his hand at the same time. The three hands were like three lightning bolts. Shi Qingxuan jumped up and said, "Brother Ming! What are you doing?"

Mingyi stared at Xie Lian and said solemnly: "You asked three questions, but in the last round, I only asked one question."

Xie Lian smiled and said: "Master Geomaster, you carefully recall the rules, I didn't say that you can only ask one question in a round."

Mingyi said: "That's good. I'll ask again now. Who are you?"

Thanks for the pity: "This question, haven't you already answered it yourself?"

Mingyi said: "Maybe I answered wrong. Otherwise, I will ask His Royal Highness to explain why he suddenly designed this game and why he asked these three strange questions. Your Excellency Ghost King has a great way of luck, and it is used for this kind of fun. Going up, it's overkill."

Huacheng smiled and said: "How do you say this? I am happy to use it how I like it."

It should be noted that Xie Lian and Huacheng see Mingyi suspicious, but Mingyi sees them as suspicious. After Mingyi's sudden action, they started to speak and did not transmit the sound in the psychic array. Shi Qingxuan didn't know what they were arguing about, but he didn't dare to take off the earplugs rashly, so he said: "Stop, stop, stop. , I order you to stop immediately and tell me what happened, otherwise... or add me one!" He also unfolded his fan. Mingyi pushed him away and said, "Get out of the way! Stop making trouble!"

At this moment, a gust of overcast wind suddenly blew past, and the bonfire surrounded by the four people was brought up and down by the overcast wind, and it danced wildly. The fire shadows were messy, and the faces of the two gods, a man and a woman on the temple offering platform, seemed to be smiling but not smiling, or crying but not crying, which was extremely strange. Mingyi grabbed Shi Qingxuan again and said vigilantly, "Something is coming."

Shi Qingxuan had just been pushed by him and fell to the ground, but now he was caught by him again, and he said: "Brother Ming! You can be nice to me!!!"

Mingyi said: "No time!"

Xie Lian kept staring at the two statues, and suddenly said: "Look at their eyes!"

The four of them looked back and saw four bloodstains on the faces of the two smiling feng shui priests. Blood and tears flowed from the eyes of the clay statue.

The practice of consecration, the erection of statues that have received incense and worship, have a certain shock and deterrent power to demons and ghosts. Even if they don't retreat, they generally cannot be damaged or defiled by inhuman things. The vernacular real immortal is really good, Shi Qingxuan is still here, and it makes Feng Shi like shed blood and tears in front of Feng Shi's deity. The blood and tears flowed more and more, fell to the ground, and slowly gathered into a twisted and complex shape. Shi Qingxuan wondered: "What is that? Is it... drawing?"

He couldn't figure out what shape it was, he didn't get close, he just changed directions and tried to figure it out. After a while, Xie Lian woke up suddenly: This is not a picture, this is a reversed word!

He immediately shouted, "Don't look! It's written for you!"

Mingyi slashed out with a palm, and with a "bang", the blood on the ground and the two statues were smashed into pieces of debris. Shi Qingxuan was stunned: "Brother Ming! You...you, you, don't let my brother know, or he won't spare you!"

Destroying the statues of other priests is extremely disrespectful to that priest. But today, Mingyi first splits the plaque and then splits the image, which is tantamount to going to the door and kicking the restaurant, smashing other people's signboards and sending them two bosses to scratch their ears, saying that if people know that they can't let it go, or will it cause a bloody storm? Unknown. At this time, Xie Lian turned around inadvertently, and suddenly saw that the words on the plaque that they had smashed and put aside in the daytime were wrong. The plaque was clearly written in gold on a blue background, and it said "Feng Shui Temple", but now it turned into a blood-red, blood-red distorted character, vaguely a half of "death".

He quickly covered Shi Qingxuan's eyes and shouted in the psychic array: "Close your eyes!"

Shi Qingxuan said: "What happened?!"

Thanks for the pity: "It's nothing, even the words on your temple plaque have changed. That thing knows that you can't hear it now, so it's written instead."

Shi Qingxuan said: "Dead! Then I can't hear or see now, isn't it deaf and blind?!"

Xie Lian let go of his hand and said: "It's okay to calm down, there are us."

Mingyi grabbed Shi Qingxuan's back collar and dragged him aside. Shi Qingxuan still closed his eyes and folded his hands together: "It's really reassuring!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden burst of noise outside the broken temple. Xie Lian blinked, and the next moment, a large group of people screamed, like a dark tide pouring in.

This group of people is really strange and strange. Those who were beheaded, those who were hanged, those who were cut into the forehead with a large knife, those whose stomachs were cut open... all kinds. Although Shi Qingxuan could not hear or see, he intuitively felt that the footsteps around him were cluttered, and he was shoved a few times in the chaos. ??"

Thanks for the pity: "It's no big deal, it's the blood club fire night parade, we just leave quickly."

In some places, in addition to the daytime parade, there are entertainment programs at night. Not only the parade people have to suffer from this terrifying addiction, but many ordinary people are also unbearable, so they also imitated the dark makeup in the fire of the blood society, and went out at night to scare people. I am afraid, right now, the four of them are Just happened to bump into this wave of night tours.

Although the yin makeup of this group of ordinary people is not as delicate and lifelike as the orthodox marchers in the daytime, it is better than the number of people, dizzying, and it is very terrifying that the vision is unclear in the dark. Therefore, in a town with such a traditional entertainment, on the night of the performance of the blood club fire, the locals will close their doors and not go out. These night wanderers who were swaying outside finally saw someone in the ruined temple and found the prey. They were so excited that they rushed in more than 50 people at once, and a ruined temple was instantly crowded. The four of them were drowned in the dancing tide of demons. Thanks for their pity, they turned back frequently, only to see that Huacheng was still by his side, never more than two steps away from him, while the other two were rushed seven or eight steps away, saying: "Everyone get out!"

However, among these night travelers, some are purely for fun, while others are rogues or small businessmen, who specially seek out some foreign tourists who come from afar to see the fire of the blood club, stop them, and entangle them. Said: "Two young masters to reward you!" "We dress up so hard, we will reward you for fun!" "Yes, it's not easy for a few brothers, it's only once a year!" "Don't reward some, beware of ghosts Master is here!"

Because it's none of my business, Huacheng stood by, without any anxiety, he heard a laugh and said, "I want to see, what ghosts dare to come to me?"

At this time, Xie Lian glanced at him, and suddenly saw the edge of the crowd of broken temples, there was a pale-faced hang-neck ghost, who was smirking and wrapping a hemp rope circle around a person's neck.

Although there was a lot of noise around, everyone was dripping with blood, their noses were crooked, their eyes were slanted, and they kept pretending that you killed me, I killed you, you died, and I died. False, but Xie Lian instinctively felt that the "person" was not right, and when he raised his hand, Ruo Xie flew out and hit the head of the hanging neck ghost.

Sure enough, the hang-necked ghost screamed, turned into a puff of black smoke, and got into the crack of the ground. Others have no time to pay attention, but Xie Lian can see clearly, and said in the psychic array: "Be careful! Something is fishing in troubled waters!"

Compared with Fang Cai, there is a faint ghost in this Feng Shui Temple. Naturally, it is not a real fairy in the vernacular. Playing as a ghost all day, one day a real ghost will be attracted, and it is really worse to appear at this juncture. There are too many people in this temple, it's too messy, head to head, foot to foot, it's impossible to tell who the ghost is coming from. Xie Lian took Huacheng and rushed out of the Fengshui Temple. After asking the wind master how they were doing, they found that the mana was not good enough. In a hurry, he said to Huacheng: "Sanlang lends me a little mana, and I will pay you back!"

Of course, the phrase "returning to you" is a nonsense, and he has never been able to repay the mana he borrowed before. Huacheng Road: "Okay." He reached out and held his hand. Xie pity felt a faint enthusiasm passed over, and it happened that a few bloody people rushed out of the Fengshui Temple, chasing him. The last one ran all the way and lost his internal organs, his face was covered with corpse spots, and there was a faint layer of ghostly emanating from his body. Xie Lian raised his hand subconsciously and slapped him in the air.

There was only a loud explosion like an explosion, and at the same time, a dazzling white light lit up. After a while, Xie Lian reacted.

The place where the bereavement ghost mixed in with the crowd was only a pile of black coke-like residue. In front of the Fengshui Temple, the entire roof has been blasted away. The noisy night travelers in the temple were all dumbfounded, and they had long been stunned by the loud noise and the white light.

"..."

Xie Lian looked up at the Feng Shui Temple that had lost its roof, then looked down at his hand, and finally, slowly turned back and looked at the Huacheng behind him. Huacheng smiled at him: "Is this enough?"

"..."

Thanks for the pity: "Enough. Actually... Really, a little bit, just fine."

Huacheng Road: "It's a little bit. Do you want it? How much is it?"

Xie Lian quickly shook his head. Previously, he also borrowed mana from Shi Qingxuan, Nanfeng and others, and they borrowed it very generously. However, Xie Lian has never experienced this kind of blood that seems to have turned into electricity and is suffocating in the body. The feeling of flow. If the mana he borrowed before had to be frugal, one bite was one bite, and he didn't dare to waste it, then now, he felt that it was not a problem to eat ten bowls in one bowl.

The mana that Huacheng crossed over was too strong, enriching his entire body, so that Xie Lian hardly dared to move, for fear that with a wave of his hand, something would explode next to him. Taking advantage of the temporary silence around him, he quickly said in the psychic formation: "Master Feng Shi, where are you? I left the temple and didn't see you."

Shi Qingxuan said in the array: "Oh my mother... Why did your voice suddenly become so loud, His Royal Highness? I also left the Fengshui Temple."

Xie Lian took a little mana and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little out of control. How did you leave? Are you okay?" Shi Qingxuan is now blocking his ears and closing his eyes. Shi Qingxuan replied: "Hey, how can I leave? Brother Ming took me out. Fortunately, I didn't trample those people to death."

Immediately afterwards, Mingyi's voice also rang in the psychic array. However, what he said made the smile on Xie Lian's face condensed. He said, "It's not me!"

no?!

Damn it! Xie pity turned back suddenly and said: "Master Feng Shi! Who is the one who took you away?!"