Chapter 75 Zhoutian Demon Searching Formation "Why are there dark circles on my face? Didn't I sleep well?" Uncle Ming asked.
Yin Xiu shook his head, "It just hit the door frame."
Hong Sheng's fists were indeed exaggerated, each punch was like a brick, so much so that after one night, there were still marks on his face.
Is it possible that the name Double Flower Red Stick also gave him some luck blessings? While they were chatting, Nangong Baixing walked over slowly, with his hands behind his back, followed by several Taoist priests.
Everyone quickly saluted him respectfully.
"Master!"
Nangong Baixing waved his hand, jumped to the high platform that had been carefully arranged, and after looking around for a week, he said loudly: "The Zhoutian Demon Searching Array has been set up, and the next step is to set up the four spiritual officers."
Every time Nangong Baixing spoke to someone, he pulled a flag of a different color from the stand and threw it into the corresponding person's hand.
"Xiao Ming, hold the sword and guard the Qinglong position.
Ah Fa, take the gourd, Suzaku.
Ah Sheng, the fan, guards the white tiger.
Ayou, you use the ruler and Xuanwu position. "
Everyone immediately responded: "Yes!"
Yin Xiu had his own mission. He carried the long sword and asked Afa: "Uncle Master, this formation seems a bit complicated."
Afa disagreed, shook his head and said: "What is written in the book about Kun Kun Li Li Gen, let alone you, even I was confused when I read it, but you will understand if I put it another way."
As he spoke, he squatted on the ground, picked up a branch and drew a picture.
"You see, Chen Bin is breaking up with her now, and the breakup fee has not been agreed upon, so the two societies plan to negotiate.
When we set up this formation, the other party thought that only our leader and Chen Bin were in the teahouse, so he called a large group of men to come down and kill them, and even offered a reward.
Who knew that we were already ready to kill our friends? Everyone was waiting for them with their guys.
The flag officer in the middle, our uncle, is the person whose prefix is us.
The four spiritual officials in the four corners are the four "fit people" whose prefix is "we". As soon as these Han family members enter the teahouse, they will be surrounded by us and chopped into pieces. Do you understand now? "
Yin Xiu nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up, "Uncle, you still speak clearly!"
"That's natural."
Afa nodded proudly, "I've long said that those books and scriptures should be revised. It's great for someone like me, but there are always a lot of them. What young man won't feel sleepy after reading them?"
"That's that."
When the two were having a heated conversation, Nangong Baixing came down from the high platform at some point and said to them, "What are you talking about?"
"We are discussing Taoism, uncle." Afa said quickly.
"It's good to explore more. Taoism is the law, and it can't be explained without explanation."
Nangong Baixing nodded and looked at Yin Xiu again.
"Are you Xiao Ming's apprentice?"
Yin Xiu saluted, "Yes, Grand Master."
Nangong Baixing nodded, took off the sword that was on Yin Xiu's back, and held it in his hand.
"Is this the black sword enshrined in the Heli Sheng Temple? I had a chance encounter with it in my early years, but my old friend at that time was no longer there." Nangong Baixing's hand slowly stroked the blade, as if Talking to an old friend.
Then he raised his head and looked at Yin Xiu, "How did you get this knife? I remember this is He Lisheng's gang treasure, right?"
Yin Xiu said with a smile: "I explained the pros and cons to the person in charge, and after a passionate and intimate exchange, he agreed to lend me the knife."
As he said this, he rubbed his slightly blue wrists. No. 72 grappler was indeed difficult to deal with.
Afa interrupted: "Uncle, is this the knife that stabbed the zombie king to death?"
Nangong Baixing shook his head: "The rumors are getting more and more mysterious. I have heard many theories today. Some said that this knife was used to chop off the zombie king's head. How could it turn into a zombie if its head was cut off? It is also said that the black knife is made from the spine of the zombie king. How magical and evil is this? I remember that I clearly said that according to his life, this sword was the sword of a certain famous frontier general. He killed countless enemies in his life, so this sword was extremely evil and could be used to deal with the zombie king. How come the rumors became more and more outrageous? "
When the two heard this statement, they suddenly realized.
What Yin Xiu didn't expect was that Nangong Baixing rubbed the knife in his hand for a while and then handed it back to him.
"Uncle, don't you use this knife?" Afa asked.
"No, I'm old, so this knife is a bit heavy for me. You young people are stronger and more suitable. And I originally borrowed this knife just for insurance."
Nangong Baixing patted Yin Xiu on the shoulder and left with his hands behind his back.
Afa glanced at him and said: "Since the uncle said you can use it, then you can use it. It's just such a heavy knife, so be careful not to slip to your waist."
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The night wind blew from all directions, and several Taoists gathered in the middle lit the Kongming Lantern.
As the sky lantern slowly rose, the Zhoutian Demon Searching Formation unfolded. Yin Xiu felt that the pores all over her body were opening in an instant, and faint purple energy began to gather from all around to the center of the formation's eyes.
He couldn't help but feel that the spiritual platform was clear and clear, his body and mind entered an unprecedented state of relaxation, and he was particularly sensitive to the surrounding disturbances.
Except for the four spiritual officials who were guarding the four corners, they were muttering words and following the flag officer's orders from time to time, stepping on the steps and reciting mantras. The rest of the people were all focused attentively, as if they had disappeared from here.
"The heavens are moving and the earth is moving, the Supreme Lord is as urgent as an order, please give me an order!"
Nangong Baixing threw a handful of glutinous rice onto the candlestick. The candle flame that was originally swaying in the wind suddenly expanded, like an explosion, and tongues of flame spurted forward.
As soon as the flames returned to normal, the howls of wild beasts could be heard all around.
Yin Xiu knew that it was the cry of zombies.
Chen Bin, who was sitting in the middle of the formation, now looked even paler than before.
Because of the corpse poison in his body, he had only a few days to live.
Although he had promised to be a bait before, being thrown here and hearing the howls around him still made him feel scared.
To make matters worse, for some unknown reason, his face began to turn blue, and even his hands were itchy and he kept scratching the ground.
Nangong Baixing frowned and glared at him, then grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and sprinkled it on him, which made Chen Bin calm down a little.
Then he began to concentrate on casting spells again, and the Bagua array on the table began to rotate slowly, making a series of worrying sounds.
Even though they were far away, Yin Xiu could still hear clearly the sound of wooden springs and gears rubbing against each other.
Amidst this strange and sacred sound, a bright moon has climbed into the sky, casting a layer of silver light on everyone.
(End of this chapter)