Knife splashing

Chapter 546 You come and I go
"San'er!"

Sharifei was shocked when he saw this and jumped out.

He held the magic gun, but the flames rolled, blocking his vision and hiding the clown's figure.

For fear of accidentally injuring Lu San, he didn't dare to shoot.

All we can do is provide close rescue.

Ever since awakening his magical powers, Sharifei felt that he was able to stand on his own, but at this moment, he discovered that he had too many weaknesses.

Just like before, when he brought the amulet he snatched from Xiong Baodong when he arrived in Chang'an City, he still had no power to resist the high-level surgery.

And now, even holding a firearm puts us in a passive position.

Of course, these thoughts only flashed through my mind.

When Sharifei got closer, he suddenly drew out a sharp knife, wrapped himself in a cloak, and rushed directly into the flames without fear.

Flames roared and thick smoke billowed.

"Hahaha…"

The clown's crazy laughter came from the side.

Sharifei raised his gun and was about to shoot without saying a word.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly pressed down on his arm, and at the same time, Lu San's voice came to his ear, "Left!"

Sharifei was in tune with what was going on. He turned the gun and pulled the trigger.

boom!
With a loud bang, the surrounding flames were dispersed.

There was a scream, and a short figure flew seven or eight meters away and rolled several times on the snow. It was the clown.

Sharifei was somewhat confused.

Lu San's magical power was broken and he is now almost deaf. How did he find the other party's true identity?
But he didn't bother to ask more questions and raised his gun to shoot again.

The clown had shrapnel piercing his abdomen, leaving a huge hole. One more shot would surely kill him instantly.

But something surprising happened to him.

Despite being seriously injured, the clown was as calm as ever. He just cursed, rolled over, and used the Earth Escape Technique again, disappearing into the snow.

The speed was so fast that there was no time to shoot.

What kind of monster is this? !
A chill rose in Sharifei's heart.

He has only been practicing for a short time. Although he has the "White-Robed Great Master's Divine Mantra Bracelet" which allows him to easily enter a state of meditation, he is still just at the beginning of practicing magic.

Both the magic trick just now and this weird clown were beyond his understanding.

"over there!"

Lu San next to him suddenly pointed to the bushes in the distance.

boom!
Sharifei shot without saying a word.

Fires roared, smoke dispersed, and the grass in the distance and the trees behind were instantly blown to pieces, with wood chips mixed with snow flying everywhere.

Also flying away were the clown's severed limbs and arms.

A thick stench of corpse spread, and at the same time a cloud of black smoke billowed out, quickly falling into the darkness and disappearing.

Sharifei and Lu San were not having a good time either.

There was still residual fire on their bodies, and the cloaks and hair they were wearing were all burnt, making them look a little disheveled.

hum!
With the sound of flapping wings, several poisonous bees flew into the magic gourd.

It turned out that it was Lu San who controlled the poisonous bee and let it fall on the clown, and then he found its location by sensing.

As if seeing Sha Lifei's confusion, Lu San hurriedly explained: "This is not his real body, but a corpse puppet, so he can't detect the venomous bee hiding."

I see…

Sharifei finally understood and felt like his eyes were opened.

No wonder he is so flexible and not afraid of getting hurt. It turns out that he is a corpse transformed into a puppet and his real body is not here at all.

This is the first time I have seen such powerful puppetry.

At the same time, the feeling of dizziness came over me again.

Lu San's Cloud Thunder God Drum was interrupted, and the opponent's band's sonic illusion immediately appeared, making everyone present feel annoyed and want to vomit.

Wang Daoxuan, who was performing a ritual, was almost interrupted.

Even more unlucky was Wu Ba.

He was physically strong, but the black-faced martial artist was more skilled in martial arts. They no longer engaged in a head-on confrontation, but simply used their speed to harass him.

In the darkness, swords and axes collided, and sparks splashed.

The figures of both sides flashed, and fists and kicks were thrown from time to time. The ground rumbled and the snow whistled.

The fight was intense, but it had settled into a stalemate.

Wu Ba was also disturbed by the band. His mind was confused and his hands slowed down obviously by a beat.

How could the black-faced martial artist Xie Sanyang miss the opportunity? He crouched down, approached Wu Ba, and swung his hand to draw his sword.

Every move of Di Qing's boxing is powerful and vigorous.

But this time, he used the Ditang Knife, which was righteous but mixed with a hint of viciousness, making it hard to guard against.

If this knife hits, Wu Ba will be ripped open.

But at this moment, Xie Sanyang felt a great sense of alarm in his heart, and quickly withdrew his attack, rolling back five or six meters.

boom!
Fire exploded and dirt splattered on the ground.

It was Sharifei who fired the shot and attacked Wei to save Zhao.

At the same time, Xie Sanyang also discovered that the band's gongs and drums had long stopped, and angry shouts were heard in the distance.

"Possessed!"

"Quickly restrain him!"

I saw that several wandering soul jars beside Wang Daoxuan had been opened.

It was the Taoist who controlled the soldiers to attack the warlock of Leban.

Wang Daoxuan's choice was just right.

If we help Sharifei and Lu San, we will be put in a passive position.

If you help Wu Ba, you may not be able to get rid of Xie Sanyan.

But if you use the Chang Bing to deal with the Le Ban, the chess game will immediately become active.

Faced with the threat of flying firearms from Shari, Xie Sanyang had no choice but to retreat.

“Cross the river first!”

Wang Daoxuan looked gloomy and looked behind him.

He could have suppressed Le Ban long ago, but there was another expert on the mountain behind him who cast a spell on him from a distance, which wasted time.

Now the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, and we have been caught off guard. We must first stabilize our position and buy a chance to catch our breath.

Everyone cooperated well and rushed to the river immediately.

The blood color in Wu Ba's eyes quickly faded, and he ran away carrying Wang Daoxuan.

Soon, we saw a river about six or seven meters long.

Wow!
Without hesitation, everyone rushed into the river, braving the biting cold, running at full speed, splashing water all over the sky.

This is done, of course, to remove the smell.

After rushing across the river bank, they accelerated again, and disappeared into the vast mountains and forests amid the howling wind and snow...

On the opposite river bank, snow was splashing under Xie Sanyang's feet, and he moved as fast as lightning and came directly behind a woods.

I saw three people behind the woods.

An old man in a blue shirt carrying an erhu.

A woman holding a liuqin.

There is also a strong man beating gongs and drums.

But the strong man had already kicked over his own gongs and drums, his eyes were black, his face was ashen, and he attacked the old man and the woman like a madman.

These people were gathered together with great difficulty by the ghost troupe. They all came from side sects and had average boxing and kicking skills, but were good at sound attacks.

So, just let them assist from the side.

Seeing that the strong man was possessed, Xie Sanyang, who was still wearing a mask, made a gesture and stepped on the strong man's head. He circled the long sword in his hand around the strong man's head and then hit him with the back of the sword.

Bang!
The sturdy man closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

The soldier who possessed him was also beaten to death, and black smoke and the stench of wild beasts spread out.

Call ~
At the same time, strong winds howled around again.

But it was Wang Daoxuan's other soldiers who also launched an attack at the same time. "Humph!"

The middle-aged woman had an unpleasant look on her face and played the liuqin with her fingers.

The sound of the piano rang out, and the two streams of black smoke that rushed over quickly dissipated.

It takes a lot for someone to be noticed by the “Ghost Troupe”.

With the skills of these people, ordinary soldiers are no match for them, unless a large army is summoned.

I was careless when I got caught before.

They didn't expect that Wang Daoxuan would use the rampant troops to break the deadlock.

Crunch~crunch~
Just then, the sound of footsteps on snow came from afar.

It was the old woman, Grandma Chang, who slowly walked out of the darkness, leaning on a dragon-headed cane.

Seeing this old woman, the middle-aged woman holding Liuqin had a flash of fear in her eyes, and she quickly bowed her head and said, "Please forgive me, grandma. We are incapable."

Although this middle-aged woman was far inferior to Pei Yufang in terms of skills, she had some reputation in the underworld.

However, facing Grandma Chang was like seeing a ghost.

"It doesn't matter."

Grandma Chang said calmly: "These young people do have some abilities. I underestimated them..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned cold and he turned his head to look into the darkness on the left. "But we failed to capture it because someone didn't listen!"

Out of the darkness, another person walked out.

This man was dressed very strangely, like a peddler, wearing a felt hat, and also had clown makeup on his face.

It is the true identity of the clown dog boy.

His expression was equally grim, but he still managed a smile, "How can you blame me? I also damaged my Dharma body, but I did a great job..."

"Shut up!"

Old Lady Chang said coldly, "I told you to hold the enemy back first, so why are you still holding back? Aren't you afraid of damaging your puppet?"

"That's great. The puppet was destroyed, but the person wasn't caught!"

The previous plan was to let this clown doll take action first to hold the person back, but the other party deliberately slowed down and waited for Xie Sanyang to show up before launching a sneak attack on Lu San.

This is the case of a slight mistake leading to a huge loss.

It was this half beat that allowed Sharifei and others to be prepared.

The clown smiled awkwardly and dared not speak any more.

His several zombie puppets are mysterious, but also very difficult to refine, and require a lot of precious materials, so he is naturally reluctant to give them up.

"Humph!"

The old woman stared at him intently, causing fear to rise in Gou Wa's heart. He could not help but take two steps back before snorting coldly and saying, "I know that you were all masters in your respective fields before, and you look down on an old woman like me."

"But now that we have joined the Ghost Theater Troupe, we are no longer the scattered soldiers of yesterday. The troupe owner and his men are planning something big. If we can't do such a small thing well, we will all be punished!"

Xie Sanyang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, "Grandma, I heard that Li Yan is the most difficult to deal with, but he disappeared this time, so he should not be here."

"It's best to take advantage of this opportunity to capture the others first!"

"That makes sense."

Grandma Chang nodded slightly, turned her head and looked at everyone, and said in a cold voice: "This time, for Xiao Xie's sake, I will exempt you from punishment, but if anyone dares to hinder me again, I will never let them off easily!"

"Yes, grandma."

Everyone bowed their hands.

Upon seeing this, Grandma Chang nodded with satisfaction.

The “Ghost Troupe” was able to dominate the world and act with impunity in those days, only because everyone in the troupe, from the male and female roles to the musicians, were masters.

But the weaknesses are also obvious.

Although they seemed to have a large number of people, they were completely outnumbered when facing the orthodox Xuanmen sect. They were beaten up in turns and were in a very miserable state. Few of them survived.

This reorganization also saw lessons learned. The troupe owner secretly gathered many evil masters, and there was competition for every position.

Just like this old lady, there is more than one of her.

It's like raising a Gu, with ups and downs every year.

If you lose, you have to obey others.

But having too many people will also cause trouble. There will be good and bad people gathering together with varying qualities. Besides, you don’t submit to me and I don’t submit to you.

If you want to get ahead, you must first make others submit.

She could see that this clown, though seemingly foolish and crazy, was actually scheming and wanted to replace her, so she spoke out to suppress him.

After this incident, the team was stabilized.

Thinking of this, Grandma Chang looked towards the distant mountains, pinched the magic spell again, and slammed the dragon-headed cane on the ground.

hum!
The Longkou Sutra Wheel suddenly started spinning.

The piercing sound suddenly resounded throughout the wilderness.

"Stop arguing, stop arguing!"

The blood parrot in the sky let out a shrill scream.

At the same time, various small animals came running from all directions, rolling around in pain, and then, driven by the old woman, rushed into the vast snow-capped mountains.

“I can’t find it. I can’t find it!”

After a while, the blood parrot flew back quickly, chirping strangely.

Grandma Chang frowned when she heard this, "Go find it again!"

"Okay, stop arguing!"

The blood parrot in the sky was very impatient, but under the pressure of the sound of the prayer wheel, it had no choice but to fly back to the mountains...

Thousands of meters away, inside a canyon cave.

The entrance to the cave was covered with a black cloth with symbols painted on it, and with the dense jungle outside and the howling wind and snow, it looked pitch black.

Not only that, the fat rat Rat Two was also rolling around in the snow, loosening the snow and erasing all his footprints.

After doing all this, the two fat mice rushed back to the cave, crawled into the leather bag prepared by Lu San, and shivered with cold.

"Thanks for your hard work…"

Lu San touched the two fat rats and looked to the side with worry in his eyes.

There was a dim candlelight in the cave. Wang Daoxuan was holding a yellow talisman, chanting a spell and rubbing it on the little white fox's head.

Call ~
Suddenly, a black smoke rose up and penetrated into the yellow talisman.

Wang Daoxuan immediately folded the talisman paper, tied it with a red rope, and stuffed it into the straw man that had been prepared.

On the seventh day, the little white fox's breathing became even and he fell into a deep sleep.

"never mind."

Wang Daoxuan patted Lu San on the shoulder and wrote on the ground with his finger: I have taken away the evil curse and can use it to counter it later. How is it now?
Lu San shook his head, "I still can't hear it."

Wang Daoxuan pondered for a moment and wrote: The supernatural power has been broken, which means that the three souls and seven spirits are injured, and spiritual tea can be used to nourish them.

Lu San's eyes lit up and he quickly searched for his luggage.

Treasures that can repair the soul are rare, but they have them.

It was the Wushan Magic Tea that the Bai family gave as a gift at that time.

What was obtained from the tea fairy is still in the hands of the father and son.

After finding the tea leaves, Lu San pinched a handful, put it in his mouth and chewed it continuously, while sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Seeing that it worked, Sharifei next to him said, "Master, what do you think we should do next?"

"rest assured."

Wang Daoxuan looked up and said, "With this thing, they won't be able to find us for a while. We have enough time to set it up."

In the cracks of the stone wall above, the "Ruyi Jewel" was emitting a cool light, like moonlight, enveloping everyone.

Sharifei frowned and said, "Brother Yan, don't you know that something has happened to us? What if we are surrounded by those people outside..."

"Of course, we have to strike first."

Wang Daoxuan looked at the yellow talisman in his hand and said in a cold voice: "When it's daybreak, I'll find a chance to set up a trap. With this, I can cast a spell, and they will be the only ones who will be anxious!"

After being beaten so badly, even Wang Daoxuan, who usually had a good temper, was filled with anger.

Before I knew it, the sky was gradually getting brighter.

Sharifei and his men began to set traps.

In the distance, on Zhaogong Mountain, Li Yan also said goodbye to the Taoist priest guarding the mountain, and followed the path down the mountain...

(End of this chapter)