Of course I have my own intention of raising suspicions. The key to this so-called formation is not its appearance or its effect. The real test for me is whether it can bluff everyone.
I said with a trace of murderous intent: "Since the Feng Shui dragon vein is the key to Pingtianhai, then I will use the power of the dragon vein to level Pingtianhai."
Ito Maka exclaimed: "But if you step on Pingtianhai, Ye Xun him..."
"Ye Xun must be dead. No matter whose hands Ye Xun falls into, they will not let Ye Xun live. Since we entered Pingtian Sea, have you seen anyone who is still alive after disappearing? "
I knew clearly that what I was telling was a lie, but I still couldn't help but feel pain in my heart. I couldn't help but clench the palm of my hand that was on the knife, and the veins on the back of my hand stretched one by one.
Like a lunatic who lost his mind in hatred, I pressed the long knife tightly and shouted in a low voice: "At first, I thought that the trench extending from the outside was to cut off the dragon's veins. It wasn't until I saw this sinkhole that I realized I made a mistake, the location of the sinkhole is not the dragon’s head but the dragon’s claws.”
I said sharply: "At the beginning, there should be only tiankeng and no trenches here. The feng shui bureau where the tiankeng is under the dragon's claw is called dragon claw to shake the ghost, which means to use the power of the dragon's veins to suppress the ghosts under the tiankeng. To put it clearly, Suppress the souls of those shamans."
"If no one touches this sinkhole, after a period of time, the dead soul of the shaman will be unable to withstand the power of Feng Shui and disappear. However, during this period, someone, or rather a dead soul, sneaked out of the cave. The trench was dug and the remaining shaman spirits were released.”
Ito Moka exclaimed: "You mean to say that the direction of digging the trench is not from the outside to the inside, but from the inside to the outside?"
"Yes!" I said coldly, "You told me that a regiment of Japanese soldiers was buried in Pingtianhai. Can you guarantee that no one from a regiment of Japanese soldiers survived? At least, I felt that they were controlled at the beginning They were the ones digging the trenches."
I said again: "Old man Sun also said that the reminder stone tablets often appeared outside the Pingtian Sea. This shows that the souls of the shamans had already begun to capture strangers and dig trenches at that time. We have seen that the stone tablets are well preserved. The corpse of the Japanese is the best proof."
Ito Moka was frightened by me, and she stammered: "Then... what do you mean by setting up a big formation here?"
"The Broken Claw Startled the Dragon!" I said coldly, "The larger the dragon vein, the more similar it is to a real dragon. To be able to produce the emperor's dragon vein, it must be complete with head, tail, horns and claws. This is the dragon vein we saw. This dragon vein has never been damaged by anyone, and it already has spirituality. If one of its claws is cut off, the dragon vein will definitely shake, and then the entire Pingtian Sea will be flattened to the ground."
I said with murderous intent: "Let them follow Ping Tianhai and bury Ye Xun with any shamans or monsters!"
"No... wait..." Ito Maka said incoherently, "Maybe you are mistaken. How can you be sure that the dragon vein has spirituality, what if... I mean what if it is not what you think?"
"Impossible!" I shook my head, "Don't you see what those two monsters are?"
Ito Maka asked: "The two monsters that attacked us? What do they have to do with dragon veins?"
I said in a deep voice: "That one in the water is just a horned dragon, a small horned dragon in Chinese mythology. If I read it correctly, the flying one should be a bat dragon."
"Dragon only exists in legends. No one has ever seen a real dragon, and no one has witnessed a dragon snake transform into a dragon and fly away through the sky. However, in the legend, a dragon-shaped spirit can be transformed into a dragon-shaped spirit near a dragon vein filled with spiritual energy. Beast. According to Western terms, it is a sub-dragon. Both the horned dragon and the bat dragon can be counted as sub-dragons."
There is no concept of Yalong in Chinese mythology. I deliberately confused the audience just to make Ito Moka believe what I said. Moreover, legends are always strange and strange. Even if it is the same legend, there are different versions. Who can be sure of the origin and origin of the dragon-shaped spiritual beast
Ito Moka asked uneasily: "What do you mean by the destruction of Pingtianhai? Are you talking about an earthquake?"
"More than that. The earth dragon's turning over will inevitably cause an earthquake. However, I am breaking my claws to startle the dragon. The earth dragon's fright will not only cause landslides and cracks on the ground, but will also trigger thunder and fire, leveling the sea to the ground."
I retorted and comforted: "You don't have to worry about our safety. This sinkhole is under the dragon's claw. After I cut off the dragon's claw, no matter how the earth dragon turns over, it can't touch us. Don't worry."
When I spoke, there was an inexplicable sneer on the corner of my mouth. When Ito Moka saw my smile, she shuddered unconsciously.
She should think I'm lying to her. How can there be an absolutely safe place during an earthquake? Moreover, we are staying in a pit that is not solid on all sides. Once the sinkhole collapses, we will only end up being buried alive.
She must have thought I had no intention of getting out alive. I said from the beginning that I wanted to avenge Ye Xun. A person who is crazy about revenge can do anything, even if he involves innocent people or seeks death.
Ito Moka said nervously: "Mr. Wang Huan, please calm down first. I think... that..."
I waved my hand to stop Ito Moka, who was trying to organize his words: "I will definitely do what I promised you, and I am doing it. Tomorrow morning, when I activate the great formation to ignite the sky fire and cut off the dragon's claws, you will see for life An unforgettable miracle. When the Pingtian Sea turns into scorched earth amid thunder and fire, all the shaman spirits will disappear, and there will be no more curses in the world that can trouble your Ito family."
"But..." Ito Moka wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, she forcefully swallowed them.
But at this moment, I suddenly turned around and said, "It is a condition agreed between us that I help you break the curse. Does Miss Ito have any other plans?"
"No. I think..." Ito Moka said cautiously, "Can your formation really attract heavenly fire?"
I sneered: "Does Ms. Ito believe in Shinto?"
Ito Moka immediately nodded and said: "Of course I believe it."
I continued: "Legend has it that when Kublai Khan sent troops to attack Japan in the Yuan Dynasty, Shintoism caused the divine wind to destroy the Mongolian warships. Do you believe it?"
"I..." Ito Moka was speechless for a moment by my question.
I said calmly: "Miss Ito will be able to see the Taoist secret method tomorrow. I believe the scene then will be unforgettable for you."
After I finished speaking, I ignored Ito Moka, slowly closed my eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed my eyes and rested.
Soon, the only sounds left in the entire sinkhole were the howling wind and the crackling sound from the fire.
Although I didn't say a word, I knew very well in my heart that the real competition had begun - whoever could keep calm between me and the other party would have the upper hand. The winner will soon be known in just a few hours.
In the heart-stopping silence, I faintly heard the hands of Ito Moka's watch moving forward second by second, and there were also rustling sounds behind the stone monument, as if something was breaking free from the shackles of the stone monument. Come into the world.
When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw countless dodging figures squatting behind the stone monument facing me. The other person curled up and hid behind the stone monument. Occasionally, he leaned half of his body from behind and glanced at me quietly. When his eyes met mine, he quickly retracted behind the stone monument.
I just turned my head slightly and saw a dozen figures quickly running out from behind the stone monument in the distance. They got down on all fours and hid behind the stone monument in the front row like a civet cat, motionless.
When I shifted my gaze again, they moved forward again. They wanted me to know that they were constantly approaching me, but they avoided my gaze.
This makes people even more panicked. Because I know there are people behind the stone monument, but I don’t know where they are; I know they are approaching me, but I don’t know from which direction they will come. People have to be on guard, but they don’t know where. Just be on guard.
After a short while, I felt that the innermost stone tablets were full of human figures.
Ito Moka unsheathed her sword, held the handle of the sword in both hands and leaned behind me and said, "Mr. Wang Huan, we... we are surrounded."
I said calmly: "There's no need to scare yourself. It's not too late for you to scream when it's really haunted. It's better to sit back and relax now!"
"But... but..." Ito Moka said "but" twice in a row, but she couldn't follow the next words.
I sneered and said, "Don't Miss Ito have endless yearning for the way of the samurai? Why were you frightened by several illusions? Although it is night now, the righteousness of the formation is self-contained, and ghosts will not appear. What are you afraid of?"
As soon as I finished speaking, more than a dozen figures suddenly stood up from behind the stone tablet holding long bows. Only then did I see that those figures had no facial features, and no armor on their bodies. They were just a dark outline of human figures, with only the long bow appearing unusually distinct from head to toe.
After just one breath, all the figures put the wolf fang arrows on the bowstring at the same time, and pointed them at me, instantly locking the vital points of my body. Two of the wolf fang arrows were clearly pointed at my eyes.
When I looked at the other person, the black shadow aiming at my eyes slowly drew the bowstring. Before the opponent fired his arrow, the sound of the bow string being pulled came to my ears again and again. The wolf-fang arrow flashing coldly under the moonlight retreated inch by inch. The bow string was also pulled into a full moon shape, and there was a long hair on the bow. The arrows also retreated to the extreme.
This is the real arrow that has to be fired when it is on the string.
Thanks to all my friends for their birthday wishes, but I won’t be celebrating my birthday without adding any updates. I also know that everyone won’t bear to watch me still scribbling like crazy on my birthday! ^_^