Zong scolded the people, and he had to be disgusting and disgusting to watch.
He glanced out of his sight, raised his other hand and patted Xue Xian's shoulder: "I'll get off the bus."
Xue Xian was stunned for a moment, then turned his face and said, "Are you here?"
Xuan Min let out an "um", lest he would sit in this car and listen to some nonsense from time to time and say things that he couldn't think about. It would not be a problem if he didn't eat for more than ten days.
"Are you okay?" Xue Xian narrowed his eyes, "It will only take you one circle to grind this carriage again? You have time?"
Xuan Min pressed his shoulders neither lightly nor heavy, and told him to step aside from the curtain, and sat upright and returned to his position without blocking the way. Then, he took off the string of copper coins from his waist and lifted his foot over Xue Xian.
He was tall, and the roof of the car was a little short, so that he had to bend halfway, supported by the hand held by Xue Xian, and then stepped out of the car, wearing a monk's robe as if from the door Just like the wind and snow that passed by, it disappeared after a flash.
The stone sticking to the wall of the car stood there for a while, then quickly lifted the curtain, and saw that the white figure like a cloud and snow had turned down from the edge of the cliff, without a sound, not even a single gravel rolled with it. go down.
Everyone in the car was shocked by Xuan Min's dusty appearance, except for Xue Xian...
He clicked his tongue and said in his heart that it was so-so, slightly worse than himself.
Thinking of this, he still moved his body and occupied Xuan Min's original position. He lifted the curtain and stared motionlessly at Xuan Min's actions on the mountain road.
Xuan Min was steady on the top of the rubble, stepping on the tip of the stone that was not even the size of a palm, but he didn't let the rubble shake for half a minute. He raised his head and glanced at the mountain wall - between the mountain road on the upper floor and the mountain road on this layer, there was a huge missing piece of the mountain wall, and it seemed that the mountain road on the upper layer was also a little shaky. It seems to collapse.
The missing parts are now piled up at the soles of Xuan Min's feet. These rubble, about half the height of a person, fell from the top so suddenly, not to mention the wooden carriage, even the iron one can be smashed and deformed.
Except for the corner of the carriage and the blue cloth curtain covering it, the rest were pressed firmly under the stone, and it was probably out of shape. Even if people dig it out, it is definitely not neat.
Xuan Min pondered for a moment and then made up his mind.
Xue Xian was not the only one who was staring at his every move, Shitou Zhang and Jiang Shining were both leaning against the curtain, and even Lu Nianqi couldn't help but glanced at him.
"Why are you hooking your neck?" Xue Xian glanced at the boy and said angrily, "After sleeping for a few days, can your eyes see something normally?"
Lu Twenqi said lukewarmly, "Thank you for worrying about it, but unfortunately, it's more vague."
The more blurry he sees, the more blind his eyes are, the more he sees qi, and the outline formed by qi is naturally not as clear.
In fact, Xue Xian was quite curious. For his natural vision far beyond ordinary people, it was actually quite difficult to imagine what Lu Shijiu...or what the world would look like in the eyes of today's Lu Twenqi.
"As far as your distance is concerned, there is no distinction between people and animals." Lu Twenqi answered him casually, describing his eyesight.
only…
This does not sound like personal words, but more like a roundabout run on people.
"You are capable." Xue Xian snorted briefly from his nose, raised his eyes and continued to look at Xuan Min.
From his angle, his eyesight was enough to see all Xuan Min's movements.
It is said that knives, especially some legendary demon knives, need to be awakened with blood. Once awakened, they are cold and snow blades, which can cut wind and water. Xuan Min's copper coins had neither cutting edge nor sharp edge, and for some reason, he always had to wake up with blood.
Xue Xian saw that he made a cut on his finger again, and wiped the edge of the copper coin with his fingertips.
Just listening to the sound of "hum", those copper coins seemed to come to life, trembling slightly, and they made a somber sound in the wind and snow, vague and empty. Hearing this voice, Xue Xian felt a little discomfort in his ears, and frowned slightly.
Xuan Min placed the five copper coins in the center of his left hand in the center of the south, east, north, and west, and took a few pieces of yellow paper from his arms for drawing talismans, but the paper was empty and there was no pattern.
He bent down, folded the yellow paper, and pressed four sheets on the gravel under his feet in the direction of the north, south, east, and west. Then, he turned the copper coins in the palm of his left hand with his fingers, and his pale lips slightly opened and closed, as if he had read a scripture.
It's not like a whole sentence, it's more like a short word.
Those copper coins are clearly just on the palm, but they seem to be rooted and difficult to turn.
Xuan Min recited that Sanskrit-like word,