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Chapter 164 Cold knife light and cold
character.

Often determines the context of a person's life.

For example, people who are cautious and do not walk along the river will definitely have a much smaller chance of stepping into a trap and getting into trouble.

On the other hand, people with a fiery temperament are bound to be surrounded by dangers, because such people are too temperamental and can easily get into trouble.

Let's not say who it is.

Anyway, the showdown outside the Qian family has already begun.

After learning that Wan Duzi on the other side was an Onmyoji, Zhao Sanyuan rushed forward with his sword in hand without any fuss, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

Ever since he learned from the old commander that the shadow of the little Japanese Onmyoji was behind the tragedy at Luda University, Zhao Sanyuan secretly vowed to kill all the Onmyoji he saw.

The army has the army to deal with it, and the politicians have the politicians to deal with it. It is not the turn of the people who worry about food every day to get angry.

But when it comes to certain aspects, Zhao Sanyuan has his persistence.

At least he wanted to kill the little devil in front of him.

spell?

How could there be any pleasure like beating a little devil to death!

However, the little devil is a little devil, but he is not an ordinary little devil.

Compared with the dog inside the courtyard wall who had a weak kidney, Wan Duzi was more calm.

Facing the murderous Zhao Sanyuan, he neither advanced nor retreated. He just opened the folding fan straightly, and the flame pattern on the fan seemed to glow slightly.

The rain pattered on the fan, and a trace of arrogance lingered.

Wan Duzi flipped his wrist and rushed down the flame fan.

The black energy rose and formed one black lantern after another.

The same as before, their movement traces could not be seen at all. Every time Zhao Sanyuan blinked, they would change positions strangely, and a translucent twisted long monster sprang out of each black lantern.

If you look closely, you will find that the body of this monster that sprang out is not a smooth and complete body, but is made up of countless "three-petal mouths" that bite one after another, protruding densely packed strange teeth.

Although he didn't know what this ghost was, Zhao Sanyuan was glad that he had opened his yin and yang eyes and could detect these dangers that ordinary people could not see.

And judging from its nature, it must have caused not physical damage, but something like the impact of ghosts on spiritual fire.

With such a large amount rushing back and forth, Zhao Sanyuan thought to himself that he would definitely die on the spot and start the dinner on the spot.

But Uncle Feng will teach Duzi how to be a human being!

A thick puff of smoke spurted out, including the running Zhao Sanyuan, and all the black lanterns, without being affected by the rain at all.

Then it jumped up high and knocked the pipe pot backwards, knocking a large handful of ash out of the pipe and falling into the thick smoke.

Sparks fly!

There were huge crackling sparks everywhere in the thick smoke!
Wan Duzi's eyes were slightly stern.

With his identity, he can also see scenes that ordinary people cannot see, and he also knows that the one who protects Zhao Sanyuan is the Yanhuang Earth Immortal.

Unexpectedly, Daoxing was so powerful that he could kill all the Yin Mo Deng with one easy and carefree move.

Judging from Zhao Sanyuan's age, where did such a powerful Earth Immortal come from?

While confused, a figure emerged from the edge of the thick fog, it was Zhao Sanyuan who was glaring with anger.

He jumped out, holding the sword in hand and struck Wan Duzi on the head.

This sword was learned from Zheng Xuesong, and it is completely a pig-head-cutting move.

Wan Duzi didn't dare to take it hard, he swept back with his toes, and at the same time he turned his wrist and folded the fan to sweep in front of him.

Four hidden vortices appeared in the muddy water, and four mud pillars shot out from them to block Zhao Sanyuan's attack route.

That's it?

Zhao Sanyuan smiled grimly.

Do you really think that the Jiedao in my hand is an ordinary pig-killing knife?

blah blah-

The strip of cloth tied to the handle of the sword was torn open and floated for more than a foot long. All the obscure and mysterious spells were written on it, completely releasing the maximum power of the sword.

White bones, blue ashes, gold and iron!
The cold knife light covers the bright moon!
The mud pillars were shattered into pieces, and they were as defenseless as chickens and dogs.

After rushing through layers of muddy water, Zhao Sanyuan saw many stars shooting out before he even landed.

Paper cranes!

Paper cranes trailing traces of green light!
Just like a dog with a weak kidney, this complete calf is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is strange and sinister, with big traps and small loops inside each other.

Zhao Sanyuan didn't talk nonsense. He raised his arm and sprinkled countless paper money.

In the wind and rain, the curse of the Jie Dao circled in front of him.

"There are nine dragons above and the sun is high, and there are nine netherworlds and sea waves below!"

"It is difficult to cross the golden and silver road, and the demons retreat and block the evil bridge!"

Follow the law.

Countless paper money followed the curse and turned into an arc in front of Zhao Sanyuan, as if there was a magical whirlwind directing them.

The next moment, the paper crane hit the paper wheel like a bullet, making bursts of tearing sounds.

One attack and one defense, the fight was evenly matched.

No matter how strong the impact of the paper crane is, it cannot penetrate the paper wheel. Even if it goes around an arc, it will be blocked by the paper wheel instead.

Although the fight between the two sides was fierce, the process was very short. Soon all the paper cranes failed and were smashed into pieces. The yellow paper wheel in front of Zhao Sanyuan was also riddled with holes and was eventually washed away in the muddy water by the heavy rain.

In this battle between two different systems, it is not clear which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

Attack skillfully and defend skillfully.

However, Zhao Sanyuan is not alone.

When the paper scraps have not completely dissolved, Uncle Feng will arrive in an instant!

Even a fool can tell that the medium weapon used by the Onmyoji to perform his magic is the weird paper fan in his hand. Destroy it first!

Uncle Feng guessed right. The paper fan was indeed very important to Wan Duzi, but that didn't mean that he didn't have the means to protect himself.

The paper fan is closed, Wan Duzi's big sleeves are waving, and an imperial string is in his hand.

I don’t know what the babble is saying, but it must be some kind of spell.

After shaking the imperial string three times, a sudden strong wind blew, making Zhao Sanyuan unable to open his eyes.

I saw several ghosts being attracted by Yuzhen's skewers and blending into the churning mud in front of Wanduzi. They used strange methods to fix the ghosts in the mud and turned into several crooked clay figures.

This is not Wan Duzi's own ghost.

After midnight is the Hungry Ghost Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival.

Folk rumors say that during the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell will be wide open, and Yama will let the ghosts return to the earth to wander around. In fact, it is not so outrageous.

First of all, the Ten Palaces of Hell themselves are not the top leaders of the underworld. Even if they dare to do this, the door gods guarding the gates of hell will not let them go.

Why don't you go back to the underworld and get into trouble?
But the yin energy in July and a half is indeed very heavy, and it is the period when ghosts are most active. Therefore, it is not easy for Wan Duzi to arrest a few ghosts.

Ordinary people are full of fear of such things as ghosts, but for some people, they are used as tools for magic.

Just follow the normal process and drive the ghost to do things. What matters is that you agree with me, I bid, and you do the work. For example, the legendary pool collector is an expert in controlling ghosts.

Unlike ghosts like Qingfeng Yanhun, the ghosts of the pond collectors basically use local materials and directly make contracts with the local ghosts, which is similar to doing part-time work for the landlords. Unfortunately, the pond collectors are gradually extinct.

Then here comes the difference.

Wan Duzi's method is completely rigid and does not care about cause and effect.

Of course, the little devils don’t regard the Yanhuang people as human beings, and the Yanhuang ghosts are of course nothing. It’s your honor to arrest you.

The ghosts among the clay figures howled in pain, but could not break free. They could only attack Zhao Sanyuan according to Wan Duzi's order.

As the most disciplined fox fairy, Uncle Feng was already angered by Wan Duzi's evil deeds.

It's miserable enough to be a lonely ghost, but why the hell are you still holding me back?The price of this kind of magic must be that the ghost's soul will be destroyed, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.

Anger is anger.

Uncle Feng is definitely not a merciful protector at critical moments.

When there is no end, there will be chaos. Mercy is only for the victor. Now that the matter has come to this, it is better to give these ghosts a happy break.

"Boy! You deal with that idiot, leave these ghosts to me!"

Zhao Sanyuan responded with action.

The distance of four to five feet is completely within range.

He immediately took out his horse poker and aimed the gun, but instead of aiming at his vitals, he aimed at his limbs.It's too cheap to be killed by bullets, and the dead calf must be chopped alive.

bang bang bang-

Three shots in a row.

At such a close distance, Zhao Sanyuan was confident that he could hit the target.

Indeed, all three bullets hit Wan Duzi's body.

but.

After being shot, the opponent's figure disappeared like smoke, and then a perfect calf came out on the left and right.

Zhao Sanyuan was obviously stunned, and then he pulled the trigger again until the magazine was emptied.

However, more and more Wan Duzi are splitting up, and there are more than a dozen of them. On the surface, they are no different from ordinary people. They are all holding oil paper umbrellas and shaking imperial strings, and the ringing of bells is overlapping.

immortal?

monster?
Nothing!
It's illusion!
Zhao Sanyuan, who was in a fighting state, was always focused and his mind was spinning very fast. He immediately realized the opponent's trick, but he still didn't know exactly when the illusion was used.

With his five senses mesmerized, Zhao Sanyuan understood that he was in a very dangerous situation and could not wait for Duzi to take action first.

It is useless to retreat and dodge, because this is only a subjective dodge. If you move casually during the illusion, the direction is very likely to go in the opposite direction.

"Boy! Use Daji Water!"

A telepathic call from Uncle Feng came to my heart, and he told me how to break the illusion.

Zhao Sanyuan did not hesitate to take out several things from his arms that were incompatible with the current atmosphere.

Orange, pomelo peel, Jiye, cypress leaves.

I definitely don’t want to eat some fruit to calm my nerves at this time.

He kneaded the four things together, and the mixed juice flowed from his fingers.

Without saying a word, he applied the juice on his double eyelids, tied a sword with both hands and pointed diagonally at the temples on both sides.

"The Great Cave is really mysterious, long-refining three souls!"

"One soul quickly guards the seven souls, the second soul quickly guards the Niwan, the three souls are controlled by the heart, and the Taisu Sanyuan Lord is quickly launched!"

"I encountered an ominous dream, which is the source of the coming of seven wandering corpses. I urgently summon Taokang to protect my life and report to the emperor!"

"The five elders and nine true guards guard Huang Que, and the divine master Zi protects General Ling!"

"Returning evil into good fortune, life and death will work together!"

"open!"

With the last loud shout, Zhao Sanyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was a jet-black thing that looked like a dart shooting towards him.

Zhao Sanyuan reflexively leaned back and made a huge iron bridge move. The black dart flew past his forehead and brought out a trace of blood.

If the speed of dispelling the illusion had been slower by half a minute, it might not be as simple as a gash in the forehead.

Seeing Zhao Sanyuan avoid this fatal blow, Wan Duzi couldn't help but be surprised.

I wonder what kind of magic this kid is using?
Can those few inconspicuous gadgets break the illusion?
As everyone knows, no matter how powerful the Onmyoji is, he is just a little devil.

If it were the Heian Era, the onmyoji who had just learned his skills from Yanhuang might have been able to figure out the key.

Those kinds of things are really inconspicuous when taken alone.

But after mixing, it becomes a good product with high quality and low price, called Daji Water.

I believe many Hakka brothers will know this old custom.

This object means getting rid of filth and welcoming the new year. On the morning of New Year's Eve, children will pick various boiled leaves and boil water in a big pot. The boiled water is mixed with the aroma of various leaves. Older Hakka people will say that this is washed during the New Year. After washing with the sacred water, there will be no disaster, no trouble, clean and safe, and longevity.

Generally speaking, Daji Water needs to be mixed with more than a dozen kinds of materials to be perfect, but Zhao Sanyuan only has these on hand, but the effect of combining them with the curse is very significant.

The juice improves eyesight and eliminates spells.

This shows that the customs passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors contain great wisdom.

Wan Duzi obviously doesn't understand what Daji Water is. Even if he does, he doesn't understand why a boy from Northeast China actually understands the customs of the Hakka people and uses it to break the illusion, which is a big mistake.

the other side.

Uncle Feng has an outstanding momentum.

While tossing and turning, the clay figures collapsed one after another.

It just mixed into the muddy water, reshaped it, and continued to attack Uncle Feng. It had been repeated a dozen times.

Seeing this, Uncle Feng soared up and then fell heavily. The pipe pot in his hand turned into dust, as white and flawless as his long eyebrows.

boom--

Mud splash!

He knocked the clay figure to the ground with one knee.

The other clay figures joined forces to attack, and Uncle Feng swept back.

The immortal has retreated, but the whisk has not retreated.

Countless whiskers scattered and pierced the body of the fallen clay figurine. Uncle Feng raised his arm and pulled the ghost out of the clay figurine.

But as expected.

Wan Duzi's technique is too sinister. No matter whether the clay figurine achieves victory or not, the ghost inside will be scattered.

At this moment, the ghost that was pulled out gradually dissipated, and the painful wails also disappeared. No matter whether it was alive or dead, there would be no trace of its existence in this world.

Uncle Feng, who has been accustomed to seeing separation between life and death for hundreds of years and has eliminated countless evil spirits, has a calm face and an indifferent expression.

But if Zhao Sanyuan, who knew it was an immortal, saw it, he would definitely shrink his neck nervously.

Because Uncle Feng always has a kind smile, but when he doesn't smile, the consequences will be serious.

It is forced by the situation.

is helpless.

clear.

Uncle Feng understands.

Therefore, it must help its disciples clean up the troublesome clay men as quickly as possible, and then kill the onmyoji who deserves to be cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

Holding it out with one hand, the whisk flew into the air.

Uncle Feng breathed out his immortal energy again and stabbed away with his sword.

The whiskers are like white buds that suddenly bloom, spreading rapidly in all directions.

This move is very powerful, and the whiskers have penetrated the bodies of most clay figures, as if they were entering a deserted place.

The sword finger slashes horizontally!

The whisk began to spin instantly, and countless whiskers pulled out the ghosts one after another, and each soul flew away one by one.

The only three or two left have become useless.

On the other hand, look at Zhao Sanyuan.

After breaking the illusion, it is not settled.

After knowing that the bullets had little effect, Zhao Sanyuan sighed in his heart that it would be great if the rabbit was here. With the kind of airbending technique she is good at, it would be much easier to take down the calf.

While sighing, the work on hand was not slow at all.

A three-foot-three piece of red cloth was pulled out, which looked particularly bright in the rainy night.

After seeing Zhao Sanyuan's abilities, Wan Duzi did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all and stepped back vigilantly.

Great fire!

The strong flames pushed the red cloth forward, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a big fireball.

Wan Duzi secretly sighed at the danger. Fortunately, he had opened some distance in advance, but it was just a little distance. Although the fireball was very fast, he didn't have much time to deal with it.

He pinched off the imperial string in his hand, and a dozen small bells hit the fireball head-on. The angle of impact was very tricky, just below the middle of the fireball, because he knew that he could not stop the fireball completely, so it was better to deflect it off its path.

Just as he expected, a dozen small bells sank with great force, bursting into countless sparks after hitting them, and indeed lifted the fireball into the sky.

But it’s just about the same!
When the fireball was launched, Wan Duzi saw that there was something attached to the back of the fireball.

The curse cloth of Jie Dao.

Worse!

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