He stopped for a moment when he smelled it.
It must be because it's too much like Wuxiangmen.
Every time he walked through the long darkness, went from death to life, and then climbed out of the ground to return to the world, he would always look up subconsciously.
Sometimes I can see wild woods, the crowns are dense or sparse, and the branches are staggered. Sometimes you will see unknown tidal flats, mixed with vegetation and silt, with a damp smell. Sometimes it is a barren, only high sky.
Someone who had come to pick him up asked, "What are you looking at?"
He always doesn't answer because he doesn't know what he wants to see.
He didn't know, but he always felt a kind of long-term loneliness when he saw those grass and wild forests.
It must be at the moment of walking into this entrance, that sense of loneliness for no reason has quietly emerged again, leaving a gap and gap...
So the demon appeared again.
He knew it must be a demon. But it was so real that he froze in place at that moment, not even... not wanting to draw his hands.
Soft, weak, self-deceiving.
He laughed to himself when he heard it.
He lowered his eyes and pulled his hand away, and when he was about to pull it away, the other party suddenly pulled his fingers lightly.
It was just a momentary action, like a subconscious behavior, almost unresponsive. But when he heard it, he was stunned for a moment and turned around in amazement.
His heart was beating fast.
There was still a thick darkness behind, and nothing could be seen.
But because of that hand, he could feel the presence of another person, standing very close to him.
Wen Shi opened his mouth: "Thank you for asking?"
The other party didn't ask anything, just replied in a low voice: "Well."
It's so dark here that he can't tell the difference between the real and the fake.
Because of the movement he just pulled away, only half of Wen Shi's hand remained in the opponent's hand, and his knuckles were loosely connected. Shrink again and it will be completely separated, but there is no reason to hold it back again.
Wen Shi froze for a moment in the darkness that neither of them could see, and suddenly felt the other's fingers clasped, and said in a warm voice, "Don't move, help me lead the way."
When smelling: "What do you mean?"
The other party was silent for a moment and replied, "I don't see much."
Going this kind of passage didn't depend on seeing, as long as there wasn't too much interference, you could go in the right direction, even Xia Qiao, who knew nothing.
This reason is really strange, it's untenable, and he can refute it when he hears it, but he doesn't.
He just turned around in the contradiction that he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, grabbed the other party's hand, and walked in the darkness that didn't know the end. It was as if every single time in the past, there was such a person walking by my side.
After an unknown time, he emerged from the darkness and saw the light.
But it wasn't the sun, it was lightning.
An extremely long streak slashed down from the sky. The sky was clear and the sound was so loud that he squinted his eyes when he heard it.
"Brother, Boss Xie, you finally, uh..." Xia Qiao hurried from the side, and suddenly got stuck in the middle of his words.
Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, turned his head, saw Xie Wen coming out of the vortex-like hole, and gently released the hand that was holding him.
So what happened in the darkness just now wasn't a demon, it was real...
The thunder struck, rolling from the place where the lightning had passed to the vicinity.
My heart skipped a beat when I smelled it.
But he immediately noticed something was wrong, because Xie Wen turned his eyes in that direction after hearing Xia Qiao's words, and swiped it before landing on Xia Qiao.
It's like... he really can't see much.
"What's the matter with you?" Wen Shi asked.
Xie Wen tilted his head and coughed a few times, then turned back. This time there was no hesitation in his eyes: "It's not a big deal."
Xia Qiao: "Is Boss Xie also uncomfortable?"
Xie asked: "Also?"
"Aunt Zhang Lan—"
"Who are you calling auntie?!" Zhang Lan's voice sounded not far away. Although the tone was high, it sounded a little empty, "Call me sister!"
Xia Qiao said hesitantly, "I've called you sister, but what about Zhou Xu?"
"Then I can't control it, nephew and nephew are as you wish—" Zhang Lan said, and hesitated with a cold breath.
Wen Shi then looked away from Xie Wen and looked over there.
The "door" just now seemed to send them from the barren village to another barren village. All they could see was a high fence and wooden fence. Inside the fence was a house. At first glance, there were about a hundred households.
The difference is that the previous village was a two-story building, but the houses here are very low, with thatched eaves and rough walls. Like a mountain village house from a long, long time ago.
Zhang Lan was leaning against a thatched hut outside the fence, and his right hand was covered in blood from the palm to the arm.
Her brother Zhang Yalin stood beside her, grabbed a few talismans, and stuck them on her arm under the command of Aunt Zhang.
"When Uncle Mao and I came out, Zhang Lan... sister was about to push the door of the wooden fence, and that's it." Xia Qiao said, "From here to here, there are all cuts."
"Boss." Lao Mao had already arrived at Xie Wen's side.
His first reaction was not to look at Xie Wen's eyes, but to look at Xie Wen's hand, and then he didn't say much as if he was relieved.
Zhang Lan rushed to this side and said: "As soon as I came out with Ya Lin, I felt something was wrong. When the thunder rolled over, the spirits were shocked and all five senses were lost. It's almost a few seconds, I can't see anything, and listen to it No. By the time I can see, the man is already in front of the fence, sleepwalking to push the door."
"All five senses lost?" Wen Shi glanced at Xie Wen again.
The situation Zhang Lan said was a bit similar to Xie Wen, but a little different. He couldn't tell the difference for the time being, so he could only stare at Xie Wen to observe his state: "Can you see it now?"
Xie asked: "Don't worry."
Of course, he was not at ease when he heard it, so he closed his eyes and looked at Xie Wen's spiritual image, but he didn't see any changes. In addition, Xie asked very normal behavior at this time, it seems that there is really no problem.
They walked to the thatched hut and saw that Zhang Yalin had pasted the last talisman.
Zhang Lan's entire arm was almost completely covered with wounds, and Xia Qiao grinned.
"Don't look like that, it'll be fine soon." Zhang Lan pointed to her talisman and said, "The effect is very fast."
While speaking, her wounds were indeed healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but within a few seconds, the wounds that had been healed burst open again.
The aunt's face changed on the spot: "How is it possible?"
Zhang Yalin also frowned. His shirt was torn in several places on his arm, and the fabric was dragged and dragged. It was estimated that he had encountered a similar situation to his sister, but he was a little bit luckier and didn't directly touch the fence gate.
"It was useful for you to do this before?" Wen Shi asked.
Zhang Lan: "Nonsense!"
With a dark face, she turned her arms around and looked around, then asked Zhang Yalin, "Are you sure you posted them in the order I said?"
Zhang Yalin said, "Yes, didn't you see what I posted?"
While speaking, the wounds healed and burst again and again, and the blood seeped more.
"I won't let such a beautiful hand go to waste here, right?" Zhang Lan's face was pale.
She was about to ask her brother to change the method, when Xie Wen reached out and took off a piece of talisman paper from her, handed it to Zhang Yalin and said, "The latter one is going to be dropped."
"Why do you mess with things?" Zhang Lan's talisman paper is not something that ordinary people dare to move. Zhang Yalin looked at Xie Wen in admiration and speechless, and reattached the talisman paper that he took off to that place.
It may be because he has reattached it firmly. This time, the wound on Zhang Lan's hand slowly healed, and it did not crack open again in a large area. Part of it actually scabbed off.
In the blink of an eye, the wound was reduced by half, and the scene looked much better. Zhang Lan took a long sigh, rolled his eyes at Zhang Yalin and said, "I just asked if you had a problem with the sticker just now."
Zhang Yalin pinched the bridge of her nose and said for a long time, "Maybe, you say yes."
Zhang Lan turned back and stared at Wen Shi suspiciously: "So you didn't feel anything when you came out?"
He was not good at pretending, so he simply said, "No."
Zhang Lan immediately changed from being suspicious to staring: "Impossible, everyone present reacted, except you? Are you so stable in spirit? You don't even feel dizzy, feel sick, or feel sick?"
When smelling: "No."
Zhang Lan looked like he had seen a ghost.
Of course, she didn't know that there was a reason for smelling the time. She didn't even have a complete spiritual appearance. Where would she be shocked. Of course, Wen Shi wouldn't explain this to her.
Compared to himself, his mind is now on Xie Wen. He was very surprised by the state of Xie Wen-like this kind of situation where the spirit phase was shaken, there are nine out of ten that there is a complex and powerful formation here, maybe the entire deserted village, or even a larger place, is wrapped in it. .
The specific use and purpose are not clear, but this kind of array, is it really shocking to Xie Wen and Turin
That's not dusty...
The Zhang brothers and sisters obviously knew that the reason why they had such an accident was because there was a big formation here. Zhang Yalin asked Xiao Hei, "Can you see the formation here?"
Xiao Hei looked around, grabbed a handful of stones, and placed them half-knelt on the ground.
This posture looked familiar to him. Bu Ning, the ancestor of hexagrams and formations, often did this, carrying a few copper coins and a bag of boulders with him.
When walking, he will suddenly stand still and start to stay stunned. Of course, he often argued that it was not a daze, but a fleeting dream.
Zhong Si responded in a toned tone, "Yes, yes, it's a daydream in the blue sky."
Run when you're done.
It was the boulders that chased him, but he was very good at moving and jumping fast. Those boulders would sometimes hit others, and then Bu Ning would make up for it with his sleeves on his back.
But more often, Bu Ning knelt down on the spot, swept his long sleeves, placed a few boulders on the flat ground, and then pondered it against the grass and trees in the mountains.
In two days, Zhong Si will suddenly enter the battle at a certain moment, and he will not be able to get out without going around him for three to five thousand miles. Either throw the talisman to find Wen Shi to save him, or find Zhuang Ye.
Looking at his mood when he smelled it, Zhuang Hao was often in a dilemma under the gaze of Bu Ning. In the end, he could only use the excuse that "the junior brothers outside the mountain are looking for me in a hurry" and left.
When Zhong Si finally got around, he would give Bu Ning a long bow with a gray face and half-haired bun, and said, "Wrong, wrong, junior brother, I will apologize to you, and I won't do it again next time. ."
Then turn around and act like a fart, and dare to do it next time.
Xiao Hei is worthy of being created by Bu Ning's spirit, and he has some shadows, but Bu Ning is thin, but he is much taller.
He placed the boulder for a long time, frowned and said, "It's strange."
"Why is it strange?" Wen Shi asked.
Perhaps because of his thoughts at that moment, he subconsciously spoke to Zhang Yalin's puppet. Xiao Hei looked up at him and said, "There is a formation here, but it's very strange. I can't show it, I just feel that this formation is very contradictory."
He ordered two of the stones and said, "One side is inviting."
He pointed to other stones: "On the other hand, it drives people away."
After a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't understand, it's very powerful anyway. We're still around the periphery, and when we get inside, we don't know what's going to happen."
"Where is it?" Zhang Lan was still battling with her bloody arm. Hearing this, he pointed to the wooden fence: "In the fence?"
"No." Xiao Hei said, stood up and walked around, not knowing what he was looking for. As he looked for it, he said: "Around this village, there should be a mountain, very close, and the eye is in the mountain, but now I can't see it, it's hidden."
"What are you looking for?" Zhang Yalin asked in confusion.
"Array mark." When the little black god babbled, he had the charm of Bu Ning at the beginning, but it was not as natural and free as Bu Ning.
"Isn't this kind of formation mark revealed only half-baked or overlooked?" Although Zhang Yalin is not proficient, he can know some basic things.
Xiao Hei paid all his attention to the battle and said seriously, "I don't know, I feel that this battle is very old, and someone moved it and added something to the outside. In this case, it will be exposed... "
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.
Wen Shi looked at him, and saw that he bent over and stared at a piece of withered grass roots that could be seen everywhere, studied for a long time, and then reached out and wiped it a few times.
The edges and corners of a stone were faintly exposed under the roots of the dead grass. The moment the fingers smeared it, another bright flash of lightning fell straight down from the sky, and then the thunder exploded everywhere, with a huge prestige, pressing down from the dome.
Everyone watched Xiao Hei staring at Shi Shi for two seconds, then knelt down.
"What are you kneeling for?!" Zhang Yalin, as a puppet master, has never seen puppet kneeling for anything else, especially his puppet. So he pulled his face down on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei fell to the ground with a long body and said in a deep voice, "It's the formation of Ancestor Bu Ning."
Zhang Lan: "Who????"