Sumo dragged the piano with his left hand, and took a half step back with his right foot.
Seeing Sumo pushing away, the man was delighted, and immediately yanked me forward, dragging me into the darkness.
When Su Mo lowered his waist, his right hand lightly flicked on the surface of the piano. The sound of the piano turned into a sharp blade and struck the man's back.
"Ah!" The man on the back of the attack cried out in pain, and immediately threw himself forward.
The strength to hold my hand disappeared. I looked at the body of the man who fell on the ground, and the dark green piano sound that Sumo illusioned gradually swallowed, and finally disappeared into the darkness.
'Dang Cang, Dang Cang, Dang Cang... "A few consecutive piano sounds, from the darkness, struck me and Sumo with fierceness.
Su Mo stood up, holding the Qin in his left hand and flew up.
The sharp sound of the piano struck me head-on, and I was so scared that my hair was standing up.
Lifting his foot back again and again, he tripped on something on his heel, and immediately fell back behind him.
Raising my hands subconsciously, my right hand touched the door, and I immediately held it. The body swayed back and forth, then stood firmly.
'Boom! Bang! Bang! …'Several collisions exploded in front of me, and my skin was sore by that extra effort.
Half-squinting, I hurriedly stepped back a few steps.
The black sharp blade kept hitting me, and the dark green sharp blade of Sumo standing behind me flew out, defying all the attacks for me.
Suddenly, I just felt the sound blade flying in the air. While I was standing in the middle, I suddenly felt like I was standing on the vent, a little messy in the wind.
The two piano sounds in my ears were mixed, and the mixed piano sound became another, stimulating the magic sound of my eardrum.
But I only dared to stand straight in the middle, not daring to make any movements. I'm afraid that if I move, Su Mo will cause trouble.
I don't know how long the magic sound I listened to, but Sumoqin's sound suddenly changed.
With a sound of'Dang Cang', the Guqin in Sumo's hand flew forward very sharply.
The dark green aura cuts through the darkness, bringing out a meteor-like glow in the sky.
My waist suddenly tightened, and when I turned my head I saw the turquoise robe on Su Mo.
Sumo hung in the air for a while, and Sumo led me in a circle in the air. The sound blade that escaped several attacks, and then he took me with a vigorous figure and flew up in the air.
Stepping on the sound blade from the opponent, he was as light as a bird.
"..." My heart hung tightly, both joy and fear.
But looking at Su Mo's indifferent and relaxed appearance, the worries in his heart gradually eased.
"Ah!" In the darkness, there was a stern cry.
Then I heard the sound of something cracking, and the sound blade that hit us disappeared.
Sumo took me down, and when my feet touched the ground, my heart was at ease.
The dark green aura flew back from the darkness, and the black channel gradually disappeared after it flew over.
The last passage that I saw just now, as Sumo's piano flew out, it reverted to a wall.
"This..." I looked at the wall in front of me in astonishment. I have encountered a lot of ghosts, but I still feel surprised because of this.
Su Mo smiled softly at me, reached out his hand and patted my head gently. He said: "Go back!"
"Huh?" I didn't understand what he meant, and when I opened my eyes again, I found that I was still lying on the bed.
I was stunned, lying on the bed, looking at the room that was still calm as promised. "just… "
I haven't figured out what happened just now, but suddenly there was a roar outside.
No matter how hard it was to squat in the room, I immediately got up from the bed. Turned around and ran outside the house.
When I walked to the door, I stretched out my hand to support the door, but then subconsciously stopped.
"The dream just now..." I stood at the door and raised a foot, but it didn't fall.
Looking at the aura of different colors flashing outside, I just looked up in a daze.
What am I doing out? What can I do? In addition to being the burden of Xuan Cang and the others, letting them protect me, I can only look at it like a fool.
"How long will you stay here?" someone asked me suddenly behind me, the voice of a child.
I turned my head in astonishment, and when I saw the child, my whole body suddenly became cold.
His eyes widened, and he looked at the boy who appeared behind me incredulously.
His bare head, and the khaki Lama costume he was wearing.
This child... It turned out to be the little novice monk I met when I went to Tibet to play.
Thinking of the painful memories when I was in Tibet, when I saw this child again, I couldn't help trembling in my heart.
I looked at him in horror and walked outside the house subconsciously.
"You... Why are you here?" I am not curious, why this kid can enter the room without me checking.
This is not difficult for them who possess supernatural powers.
Plus... If I remember correctly, this child's body is already dead!
Now he is standing in front of me, it should be only his spirit body!
He finally became the Shen Tu Sword, and I thought he would become one with Shen Tu Sword from now on, and there would be no harm to others.
But all this is just my guess after all, I don't know the truth at all.
Xuan Cang would not take the initiative to talk to me about things, and I... didn't want to ask Xuan Cang about things that Xuan Cang didn't want to say.
"Are you afraid? What are you afraid of..." The little novice monk looked at me with a smile in his eyes.
It seemed innocent and harmless, but I couldn't believe the harmlessness in his eyes.
This child is the most evil and evil I have ever seen, and also very cunning.
"Why are you here?" I turned my back to the door. Insistently asked him why.
The little novice monk grinned and said in a relaxed tone: "Someone called me out, and I came out!"
He shrugged indifferently, compared to the violent feeling on his body when he saw him in Tibet before. At this time, the breath on his body seemed to be less fierce.
"Who... who called you?" I tilted my head and looked at him inquiringly.
He pursed his mouth, poked his left cheek with one hand, and wrung his brows in thought.
It seems that he is really working hard, thinking back to who called him before.
Just when I looked at him, he was trying to think back. I suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind me, and I couldn't help but shiver.
The little novice monk who was tilting his head thinking about something suddenly turned cold.
He lowered his head and clamped his chin, his eyes showed a violent expression, and he stared at me firmly.
Looking at him like this, I seem to be back when I was in Tibet. He got in the middle of the road in this way, blocking the direction of our escape.
I didn't dare to move, because the feeling behind me was no less than the feeling the novice monk gave me.