He slowly turned the east one. During his turning, thin bloodstains suddenly appeared on the talisman paper pressed on the east, as if an invisible hand was holding a pen full of cinnabar, and it was steady. Draw a sign.
The complicated patterns were completed in one go, and Xuan Min took the pen after turning the whole copper coin half a circle.
then the south;
then north;
To the west...
At the moment when the four talisman papers were completely formed, a gust of wind rose flat on the ground, roaring like a tiger and a wolf. The heavy felt curtain was stirred by the wind, and it shivered, crackling on Shizhuang's face several times.
"..." Shito Zhang felt that he was really unlucky, he wiped his face, which was a little painful, and raised his hand to lift the whole curtain up. When it arrived, the windows of the car were exposed to the wind without any cover, and the chill and fine snow rolled in by the strong wind poured in.
The fine snow was cold and thorny, blowing the stone so Zhang Jiang Shining could hardly open his eyes.
They blinked twice and covered their foreheads with their hands, and then they saw the scene on the mountain road again.
"Heh—" Shito Zhang gasped in shock.
Seeing that the gust of wind brought by Xuanmin directly copied the mountain road to the bottom, the gravel and the carriages and horses under it all floated into the air, supported by the wind, and moved toward the void on the side.
Just when the whole mess was completely suspended in the air, Xuan Min, who was still standing on the top of the gravel, raised his left foot and stepped on it neither light nor heavy.
All the gravel carriages and horses under his feet suddenly fell into the deep valley as if they had been subjected to a thousand force.
After a while, a faint "rumbling" sound came from the valley.
Shitou Zhang said stupidly, "He wants mountains?"
"Then I should drag you to go with me." Xue Xian stopped him angrily, and said, "It's probably buried on the spot."
As Xue Xian had guessed, the huge impact of the gravel falling to the ground should not be underestimated. Before they actually hit the ground, the wet mud in the valley was smashed into a deep pit, and the carriages and horses and the corpses of unknown appearance were swept away. It happened to fall into the deep pit, and the gravel happened to be piled up into a grave.
The exposed stone cores were stained with the fine snow that had been blown down by the wind. When the dust finally settled, it revealed a faint pale white, like a layer of paper money sprinkled on the loess tomb bag.
When Xuan Min took back the copper coins, he slashed a fire inch and burned the pieces of yellow paper.
It was a humble funeral...
He raised his hand to wipe off the trace of blood left on the copper coin, hung it back on his waist, and bowed to the head of the stone tomb, quietly bowing to the Buddha.
The hem of the monk's robe, like clouds and snow, was blown up and down by the wind, and with a few swipes, he disappeared into the deep valley forest.
As far as Xuanmin was concerned, it was no more difficult to climb up the cliff than to climb down. After a few ups and downs, he had already reached the level of the mountain road where the gravel had fallen. The carriage finally made a full turn and was turning this way. The voice of the scar-faced man also came along, and the leading horse only needed to move a few steps before showing his face.
So as not to be seen by the scar-faced man, Xuan Min lifted his foot and climbed up the cliff with strength. Just as he was about to go around the top, he found that there was still a pile of gravel left, and two pieces of gravel were pressing under the gravel. Personally, I can't see my face.
The pile of rubble happened to be blocked by the abrupt mountain wall, and the place where Xuanmin had fallen before could not be seen at all.
Looking at the appearance, I am afraid that after the team was smashed by the gravel, two legs and feet ran out faster. As a result, as soon as they ran behind the mountain wall, they were smashed by another wave of gravel.
The carriage looked like it was coming, and it was too late for Xuan Min to go down and draw the talisman.
Just at this critical moment, a black dragon appeared from the other side of the mountain road.
Xue Xian!
What this ancestor did was quite powerful, and he saw two mysterious thunders slashing straight down, crashing on the top of the stone that was pressing on the person. The stones cracked in response to the sound, turning into countless powders. The black dragon was wrapped in a strong wind in silence, and when the dragon head swept away, the strong wind rolled down the cliff together with people and stone powder, and passed by among the pine forests.
call-
The wind is quiet, the trees stop.
When the remaining two fell into the valley, the stone powder covered them like sand, not revealing the slightest bit.
"Yu—" The scar-faced man was startled by the strong wind, he pulled the reins, and when the wind passed, he swung the whip again.
When the manic horses walked up this mountain pass, they saw the empty ground and settled down suddenly. The horse's hooves were knocking on the mountain, walking through the mountain road that Xuan Min had handled, and turning towards the back of the abrupt mountain wall.
Xue Xian was unable to move his lower body and was unconscious. With his upper body going straight up the mountain wall, he landed himself on the upper level of the mountain road, temporarily avoiding the sight of the scar-faced man.