Chapter 212 Bone Flute
He used a lot of bells in his formation, and the small hammers in these bells were removed, which looked like small bells, which also meant to confuse the real ones.

The sound of the bell was too upright to be used in his formation, so the next best option was to choose those copper bells that resembled the bell.

"You're here, why don't we start."

Cheng Wu was still thinking, Zhong Xiaoyan had already seen him, she walked over and reached out to pat Cheng Wu's shoulder, Cheng Wu was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and nodded hastily when he heard Zhong Xiaoyan's voice.

"Oh, let's get started, I'll go get ready."

Cheng Wu nodded, and walked into the village in a hurry. When he walked in, he saw the eight-sided drums surrounding the edge of the village, his heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead for no reason.

Cheng Wu forcibly suppressed his anxiety, and quickly walked into one of the rooms.

He rented this house early in the morning. This is a house located in the center of the village. He buried a black tuning fork under the floor. The tuning fork is an evil weapon. The problem in the village is that he uses the tuning fork A sound evil formation arranged.

"Whether it works or not this time, we can only fight."

Cheng Wu took a deep breath, and he took out a bone flute from his bag. The bone flute exuded a cold white light, and just looking at it gave off an evil spirit. Cheng Wu held the bone flute, his hand slightly Trembling, but still brought the bone flute to his mouth and began to blow.

With the sound of the bone flute, the bells outside the house trembled rapidly, and the sky seemed to darken with the sound of the flute.

It's evil spirit, thick and strong evil spirit!
"The evil spirit is so heavy in an instant, what kind of magic did he use?"

Sensing the sudden strong evil spirit around him, Ren Xifeng couldn't help frowning. He seemed to sense a bloody smell from the evil spirit around him. Blood always carries a hint of taboo for Feng Shui techniques.

The combination of blood and curses always represents evil.

"I don't feel very good. The evil spirit here is cold and sticky, and I always feel goosebumps keep coming out, and ghosts are crying and howling in my ears, which makes me upset."

Li Yang flinched. He took out the compass and looked at it. The needles on the compass were spinning randomly, and it was too chaotic to distinguish clearly.

In the sky, the dark clouds gradually covered the last ray of light, and it was clearly still morning, but it seemed that it was already night.

"Boom-"

A bell rang, and the noisy sound in the ears was immediately suppressed. The surrounding people only felt that the surrounding chill seemed to be dispelled. Dispel outside.

"Boom-"

Another bell rang, and at the same time, a burst of dense drums also rang. Listening to the sound of the bells and drums, everyone felt like they were in a Buddhist temple, as if they could vaguely hear the sound of Buddha.

The anxious feeling in my heart was dispelled, and the whole person seemed extraordinarily peaceful.

The ringing of bells, crying, and whimpering flute were all suppressed by the sound of bells and drums, and the black clouds in the sky had all dispersed. The entire village was filled with the sound of Buddha, as if emitting a faint golden light.

In the room, Cheng Wu was still playing the bone flute, but the ground he was stepping on began to crack, the cracks were huge, as if it would become a huge hole and swallow Cheng Wu at any moment.

(End of this chapter)

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