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Chapter 187 Bagua Liuyun
The so-called sword cuts the body, and the heart cuts the soul.

It is impossible to say whether ghosts have hearts or not, because everyone's understanding of "heart" is different.

Regardless of whether you have a heart or not, there are emotions anyway.

There are ups and downs, joys and sorrows.

Aborted babies will naturally do the same.

Although they only appear for a few dozen days, their essence remains unchanged, and curiosity is unavoidable.

But after being integrated with the great Feng Shui, they could not leave the campus.

What do you do most at school?Of course, reading and studying.

Not to mention aborted babies, not many living babies like to study, so apart from tossing the female students for fun, there is really no entertainment program.

But the campus suddenly held a large-scale performance, which was comparable to the Chinese New Year.

In the small clearing in the forest, the Yin Qi gathered, and the little fallen babies held a meeting.

The twenty or so aborted babies were nervous and looking forward to it. The leader was the biggest, but his transformed form was only the size of a three-year-old child at most. He was obviously the leader of this group of aborted babies. His skin was dark green and purple, and he had few hairs.

His expression looked very calm, unlike other aborted babies who wanted to prick up their ears and listen to Er Erzhuan.

As for whether it is as calm as it appears, only it knows.

Not long after, a fallen infant who was investigating came back, and the little ghosts were all together.

"Report to the general! I've searched around the stadium from south to north, and haven't found anything strange yet. It should be just an ordinary performance."

"Explore and report again."

I don’t know if the leader of the fallen infants has been sitting in on too many history classes at Dongda University. He likes to think of himself as a general and manages his subordinates in a militarized manner. For those who don’t know better, he would have thought that all ghosts would go to summer camps.

Fortunately, it is not a later generation, otherwise it would definitely not consider itself a general.

Make a report?
You must shout and report to the devil!

You can't say from south to north, you have to say from point A to point B. No matter what difficulties you encounter on the way, you must persevere to the end.

But the fallen baby leader is not the real devil.

It didn't deliberately make things difficult. After its subordinates detected nothing abnormal three times in a row, it felt a little relieved.

As the boss, it cares very much about the "fellow-suffering" aborted babies. It is the absolute big brother in the small group, so it must have the responsibility of a big brother.

I haven't learned anything else from living people since I woke up. I know a lot about intrigues, intrigues, and scheming. I not only need to be able to detect people, but I also need to be on guard against being tricked at all times.

The previous methods designed to deceive Lao Kang and Xiucai were all done by it. Isn't it smart enough?
Therefore, everything must be prepared. Now it is known that there are three living masters on campus, and a big Huang Xian'er has also been sent to negotiate.

Suddenly there was a show, was it a coincidence or intentional?

The leader of the fallen babies needs to know if it is a trap.

From a personal point of view, it really doesn't want to join in the fun. Even if it really wants to watch the show, it is not afraid of anything worse than ten thousand.

However, it has to worry about the feelings of its younger brothers.

It’s a rare opportunity to finally have fun watching it, and the female students are all here, so wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds to be able to watch the show and play at the same time?

The fallen baby leader turned into a wisp of yin energy and flew away, "I want to see what is being sung."

When the younger ones saw that the elder agreed, they all happily followed suit.

Not for a while.

There was a row of little aborted babies standing in the last row of the performance venue. All 27 of them were in place, including the one who had been spared by the sixth uncle.

After careful inspection and finding that there was nothing abnormal around him, the leader of the Fallen Infant was completely relieved and focused on the stage.

"Your mother and her family have seven sisters~"

"Everyone comes down below~"

"People call her Princess White Lotus~"

"Betrothed to your father Yang Tiangang~"

"A son was born in Cuihua Palace~"

"After giving birth to Prince Jingua, your name is Yang Erlang~"

"Your mother gave birth to you for three days~"

"As soon as you get to the riverside, go wash your clothes~"

"That's Jiujiang water that has contaminated all corners of the country~"

"I'm so angry about your uncle, the old Dragon King~"

"Go to Zhou Ben in front of the Jade Emperor~"

"Sent the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals to capture your mother~"

The rhythm of the musical instruments gradually became sad and melodious, and the singing voice in the corner of the stage was even more like wiping tears, touching the hearts of people and ghosts.

behind the scenes.

Lao Kang stuck out his butt and peeked out.

"Four or five, no less! One no less! All the fallen babies are here!"

Lu Xiucai was writing a message of salvation. He sincerely hoped to give the fallen babies a good ending, and he also believed that the Sanyuan brothers would not really do anything cruel.

Zhao Sanyuan closed his eyes and rested, deducing in his mind.

The time has not come, the fire is not yet ripe.

Indeed, this is a dragnet laid for the fallen babies.

As for why the problem was not discovered by them?

Of course, there is no possibility for them to discover it, because now it is just a two-person performance. No matter whether it is a talisman or a magic weapon, it is useless, so naturally there will be no difference.

If you don't do this, there is no way that the eight hundred or so scheming fallen infant leaders will be fooled.

wait.

The show has just begun.

"Tanglanglang's mountain-opening ax fell to the center of the ground~"

"Yang Erlang hurriedly picked up the big ax~"

"Pick up the big ax and run away in a hurry~"

"Walking comes fast~"

"This glass pile is next to the face~"

"I quickly raised the big ax~"

"It's like nine cows and two tigers helping me~"

The opera gradually becomes more sophisticated.

The accompaniment was so fast and urgent that the female students watching the theater could not help but pinch their fingers.

It is said that Western opera is the pinnacle of literature and art.

But our own is not bad either.

sounds so good.

The female students enjoyed it with gusto and were excited, unaware that this drama was being watched by both humans and ghosts.

Although many of the fallen babies do not understand worldly things, and some even cannot speak, this does not prevent them from resonating.

Mother and son were separated, and Yang Erlang had never seen his mother, but he overcame all difficulties for her and vowed to cut down the mountain to save his mother.

why?
Is it worth it?
The fallen babies couldn’t figure it out.

I couldn't figure out why my eyes were red.

I can’t figure out what this emotion is called and why I can’t express it.

because.

Ghosts don't shed tears.

They are dead.

But how to vent the unspeakable emotions?
In sadness and confusion, some of the fallen babies gradually walked forward, walked to the female students they had hurt, and tried to hold their hands.

They are the women with the most 'contact' in their consciousness.

The female students whose hands were held just felt a little cold, which was completely different from the pain they had experienced before.

From then on, the fallen babies understood.

It turns out that if there is no harm, the feeling will be thousands of times stronger than before.

There were also some aborted babies who did not come forward. They sat there and cried loudly, but no matter how sad they cried, they could not shed a single tear.

Only the leader of the Fallen Infants stood there, seemingly indifferent, but as the opera continued, his little fists became tighter and tighter.

"Cut it down with a big axe~"

"A big mountain divided into two pieces~"

"Go out and swim along the road~"

"I saw my mother Zhang Sanniang~"

"Don't dare to talk while standing~"

"Kneel down in front of me with an armful of armor~"

"Wake up, come on, wake up~"

"Here comes your son Yang Erlang~"

Erhu solo.

The strands are about to be broken and connected again.

Like light clouds floating indefinitely, and like rootless duckweeds without any support. "Zhang Sanniang is dizzy~"

"Suddenly I heard someone yelling~"

"When I open my eyes, I'll look carefully~"

"I saw a child kneeling in the middle of the ground~"

"I don't know where you come from~"

"Why do you keep calling me mother~"

The accompaniment tone becomes clearer, nourishing the heart.

The feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun comes to my face.

"My mother, you are always crying~"

"I am your biological son Yang Erlang~"

"Ask mother what to eat when she's hungry~"

"You are always thirsty. What kind of soup are you drinking~"

"What do you always see during the day~"

"What bed do you always sleep in at night~"

This scene made Lu Xiucai, who was observing behind the scenes, sigh repeatedly.

After I gave birth to my second son, I left not long after. I didn’t feel the mother’s love for several years, and I didn’t have the opportunity to fulfill my filial piety in front of my knees.

But in comparison, they are thousands of times happier than these aborted babies.

Lao Kang on the side was weeping and was so moved by the duo.

At this time Zhao Sanyuan opened his eyes.

There is no need to look at the reactions of the aborted babies, just look at Lao Kang and Xiucai to know that the heat is on.

He stood up and walked to the exit behind the scenes. Student Liu was doing warm-ups and was sweating profusely.

"The time has come, let's get started."

"okay!"

I saw classmate Liu holding a bundle of triangular flags and running wildly outside, as fast as a cheetah.

Taking the north corner of the stadium as the starting point, he planted the first flag, and then continued running towards the northeast corner without stopping.

At the same time, the opera has just reached its most touching ending stage.

"I'll call you mother when I say something~"

"Call me mother, I want to hear your true feelings~"

“Mom, I’m hungry and what I’m eating are pine and cypress seeds~”

"When you are thirsty, drink the empty mountain soup~"

"This banana tree I watched for my mother during the day~"

"I will sleep on this bed of ice and snow for my mother at night~"

The sound of subtle sobs is endless. Women, as emotional creatures, can empathize faster regardless of their age.

The fallen babies have long been fully involved in it. Not only were they moved by the heroic feat of chopping down a mountain to save their mother, but they also regarded Yang Erlang, whom they had never heard of, as their idol.

The fallen baby leader could no longer stand it any longer, and as expected, he lay down at the forefront of the stage just as Yang Erlang was carrying his mother back to heaven.

No matter how scheming he is, he is just a child, considered a baby in the realm of ghosts.

Under the repertoire hand-picked by Zhao Sanyuan, you will definitely be deeply involved.

Little did he know that a real dragnet was being laid outside the stadium.

When it comes to scheming, how can ghosts be better than humans?
It wasn't until Mr. Liu planted the sixth command flag that the leader of Fallen Baby felt something was wrong. Because it was integrated with the great Feng Shui, some changes in the Feng Shui pattern could not escape its detection, not to mention the fact that it had set up a large magic circle barrier.

However, this scene was so exciting and so targeted that the baby-destroying leader did not react immediately.

"It's a trap! Run!"

It shouted loudly to its companions, but the other little fallen babies were not as mature as the elder, and despite the exciting opera, they all watched the opera attentively.

After such a delay, Mr. Liu ran to the southwest corner of the stadium and planted the penultimate flag.

One less to go!
Final sprint!

It took less than 400 seconds to run more than 50 meters in one breath. It’s no wonder that the leader didn’t notice it at the first time. It was too fast.

If it weren't for the fact that the more flags inserted, the greater the change in the feng shui of the world, I would have been kept in the dark.

In desperation, the leader of the Fallen Infants did not care much. He swept towards each of the little Fallen Infants like a ray of Yin Qi, and then figured out the direction to escape.

Now only the due west direction is not blocked!

But the result was very helpless.

One step away, it watched helplessly as a male student in a red vest planted the final flag.

bang——

He bumped head first into it and was knocked away.

The Yin Qi surged, and all the twenty or so fallen babies fell to the ground.

Student Liu suddenly felt a cold wind blowing against his face and couldn't help but shiver.

Although he has no yin and yang eyes, he knows that there must be a ghost in front of him.

Is the mission accomplished?

Still listening to Sanyuan, I hurried back to the dormitory, covered myself with quilt, and slept until dawn.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes.

Zhao Sanyuan held up the ninth triangular flag and made a curse.

"Disciple invites you, the City God is here to listen!"

"Fireworks flag due south off the ground!"

"Southeast Duizawa Kataha Flag!"

"Oriental Green Lotus Treasure Color Flag!"

"Northeast Thundering Qiongwu Banner!"

"Northern Xuanying Black Water Flag!"

"Northwestern Tianshan garrison flag!"

"Western plain cloud flag!"

"Southwest Jiuli Liefeng Flag!"

"Central pentagram yellow flag!"

"I order the wandering gods on the left and right to find their positions and guard the altar!"

"rise!"

Taking the apricot-yellow flag in Zhao Sanyuan's hand as the starting point, the eight flags outside the stadium are in the Bagua direction, with dots leading to lines and lines forming planes. Evil spirits are allowed to enter and cannot come out unless the apricot-yellow flag in his hand is destroyed.

This trick is a special skill inherited by Zhao Sanyuan. He has used it several times before and it has achieved very remarkable results.

But it was only a small array used before, covering a relatively small area.

After this period of growth and the help of the two old fairies, the strength of the Bagua Liuyun Formation can be exerted to a greater extent. At this moment, Huang Xiaoliu and Mang Qingyan are consolidating the formations in the south and north respectively, ensuring that Foolproof.

Of course, Liu's speed is the key.

If it were the three brothers, they would probably have been noticed by the fallen babies as soon as they inserted the third or fourth command flag.

Links are interlocked, and one is indispensable.

"The formation is done, let's get to work, brothers." Zhao Sanyuan casually inserted the apricot-yellow flag in his back collar and walked out of the backstage to the front of the stage. He was just in time to finish the song and there was no need for the second one. The progress was better than It went even better than expected.

The female students were very surprised when they saw that it was the flower pudding boy from last night, thinking that there are other programs?
Zhao Sanyuan clapped his hands and raised his voice.

"Just now I calculated that there will be a heavy rain tonight, so the performance ends here. Everyone should go back to their respective rooms to do what they are supposed to do. Let's break up. Oh, and by the way, you must leave from behind the stage through the library path. No blind walking is allowed. ."

heavy rain?
It's almost the twelfth lunar month, and it's going to rain like crazy. If it rains, it'll also snow, okay?
Zhao Sanyuan made a random excuse, but God was kind enough to give him face, and snowflakes really fell under the afterglow of the setting sun.

It is indeed rare for snow and sunshine to coexist.

"You guys should pack up and leave. We'll pick up your things tomorrow. We can't lose them."

The performance started and ended quickly.

I'm sure I don't have any objections to the two-person team. They agreed to sing for one night, and now they can get full wages for singing one song. Only a fool refused to do this.

When the actors left the stage and the accompanists packed up their instruments, the female students could only act as tools and went back to the dormitory to sleep without knowing what was going on.

"Uncle, I told you to stop cleaning up and leave quickly." Zhao Sanyuan reminded him angrily when he saw the old man playing the pipa slowly loosening the strings of the pipa.

The old man looked dull and unmoved.

"No rush, I have to take care of my old buddy first."

Zhao Sanyuan was slightly surprised by the strong foreign accent, thinking to himself that Guanwai is so attractive now?Even old men from other places have come to develop outside the customs?
But Zhao Sanyuan didn't insist anymore. It was just a few old men. The students were leaving in an orderly manner. If the fallen babies really came to cause trouble, they would be able to protect them.

West side of the stadium.

The fallen babies were knocked dizzy by the boss's headbutt, and it took them a while to recover.

The little fallen baby who was caught before covered his head and grinned, but he suddenly felt overwhelming. Without even understanding what was going on, he was knocked by Lu Xiucai's Ksitigarbha chime, and was miraculously trapped inside the Ksitigarbha chime. , there is no clue from the outside, it is very magical.

Lu Xiucai stroked the body of the chime and sighed.

Rest inside for a while. I will send you to reincarnation soon. I have deliberately laid a trap for you in the hope that you will not hold a grudge. Just think of it as the cunning of an adult. I believe that you will find a good family in the next life.

Lao Kang also collected one of his special Bagua nectar bowls. He chose to use it because the magic power was more integrated and not so overbearing.

When the leader of Fallen Baby saw his two younger brothers being captured, he became furious!
(End of this chapter)