There were more and more embers floating down from the sky. Standing in the dark corner of the alley, Chen Xian had to pat his clothes from time to time. Although the embers did not do much damage to him, they still felt uncomfortable when they landed on his clothes. .
At this time, a strange cold wind was already blowing in the alley.
This gust of wind is like a sudden outsider. It is in the opposite direction to the cold wind that has been blowing in the alleyway. They are incompatible with each other fiercely. The position where the two gusts of wind meet is just placed by Lu Yisheng on the wooden man.
That's right, that wooden man is the boundary between wind and wind.
"There's too much yin here... It's a bit difficult to control it..." Lu Yisheng's hands were tied together, his face was flushed as if someone had strangled his neck, and his forehead kept sliding down as he spoke. Cold sweat, "Don't lose the chain...Little Luban, get up quickly..."
The wooden man slumped on the ground motionless, with his head drooping listlessly. The whole wooden man seemed to be autistic, but what was different from before was that after the Lu Yisheng curse was cast, hundreds of signs appeared on his body. There are black lines like a network of blood vessels, and the facial features on its face are also lit up with red light.
I don’t know if Lu Yisheng made it this way on purpose, or it has always been a magic weapon that looks like this since ancient times. The red-lit facial features of the wooden man look like the facial expression of a linear man, probably like this: (ーー).
Before Chen Xian felt a little tired and drowsy, but after witnessing Lu Yisheng cast a curse to control the wooden man, the expression on Chen Xian's face became more subtle. He only felt that the comedy shows on TV were not as exciting as Lu Yisheng's performance, because He discovered that Lu Yisheng had a hidden skill... Yan Yi.
In the dark alleyway, Lu Yisheng was in a stalemate with the wooden man.
Lu Yisheng ヽ (#Д′)?: "What the hell are you doing to me!"
Wooden man (ー_ー): "..."
Lu Yisheng ヽ (#Д′)?: "I'm so upset!"
Wooden man (ー_ー): "..."
Lu Yisheng ヽ (#Д′)?: "I have to let me get off the stage, right! I will light you with a lighter now!"
Blockhead(·_·):"… "
When Lu Yisheng said that he wanted to use a lighter to light it, the expression on the wooden man's face changed. It seemed that he didn't want to talk to Lu Yisheng but had to talk to him. The wooden man reluctantly got up from the ground, then crossed his arms Looking down at Lu Yisheng.
Although it only had a simple expression on its face, Chen Xian could still feel the provocation.
"Is this your magic weapon?" Chen Xian asked cautiously.
"... Ah yes, it looks okay? Isn't it very spiritual?" Lu Yisheng blushed with shame, but still pretended to be calm, "Our family's magic weapon is like this, boss Don't overthink it."
"It's okay, I don't think much about it." Chen Xian nodded seriously, expressing that he would never think too much about it, but the corner of his mouth curved slightly into a beautiful arc, and he couldn't help laughing.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yisheng was also a little annoyed, and angrily walked up to the wooden man, pinched its waist and lifted it up.
"If you keep blinding me, believe it or not, I'll burn you?"
The wooden man thought for a while, then nodded to express his belief.
"Now I'll send you a task, you do it well, if you can't do it well, don't blame me for using you as firewood." Lu Yisheng snorted coldly.
Hearing this, the wooden man's head was like a spinning top, turning 360 degrees continuously for more than ten times.
Lu Yisheng didn't understand the meaning of the wooden man, but Chen Xian did. It means...
If I don't want to do it for you, find someone else.
So far, Chen Xian has almost understood that this wooden artifact seems to be very spiritual, it has independent thinking ability, almost a living life.
Since it has the ability to think... then as the instinct that life should have, it should also have...
Thinking of this, Chen Xian slowly walked towards Lu Yisheng.
"How dare you play tricks on me, you little thing?!" Lu Yisheng shook the wooden man crazily with his hand, cursing ten thousand times in his mouth, "If it weren't for Lao Tzu, would you be able to live so well? I'm not four or six, so I..."
The wooden man was unmoved, and he didn't take Lu Yisheng's words seriously at all, his head was still spinning 360 degrees in the mocking top.
But suddenly, the movement of turning its head stopped without warning, and it found that its head was being held tightly by a cold hand, and there was an extremely dangerous feeling coming from that strange palm .
"If you're disobedient, I'll eat you." Chen Xian half-bent and whispered next to the wooden man's ear. From a certain angle, his voice was so gentle that he couldn't hear it at all. A threatening taste, "I haven't eaten a magic weapon made of wood... I'm still curious about your taste."
The wooden man gave up all struggling movements in an instant, and stayed obediently in Chen Xian's palm, until he let go of his hand to release the wooden man, it remained motionless.
Lu Yisheng looked at it gloatingly, and asked, "Are you obedient now?"
The wooden man nodded hurriedly, expressing that he was absolutely obedient.
"Let me tell you, this is the boss I know. He eats everything, whether meat or vegetables. If you don't listen to me... hehe, you can wait to serve him as a supper!"
For Lu Yisheng's action of threatening the wooden man, Chen Xian expressed his approval, and he didn't mind at all that he became the monster that would eat everything in his mouth. In Chen Xian's view, this wooden man is just one word, owe!
Talk to it nicely, it doesn't care at all, it won't take you seriously at all, only when you turn against it and give it a hard time, this little thing is willing to communicate with you properly.
"I'm not asking you to die. Anyway, you know what to do. I won't force you to do anything." Lu Yisheng said, took out the bamboo piece from the paper man's body from his backpack, and handed it to the wooden man , "I suspect the talisman on it is a ghost-controlling talisman. You should smell it carefully and try to find out the person who cast the spell along this talisman."
The wooden man took the bamboo piece clumsily, put his head on it and pressed the talisman tightly, and the red light on the five sense organs also became flickering, like some kind of high-speed machine, and the frequency of the light flickering was very fast.
This state lasted for about half a minute. The wooden man seemed to remember the scent of the talisman on the piece of bamboo. It slowly moved its head away, looked up at Chen Xian and Lu Yisheng, and nodded emphatically.
"It's done!" Lu Yisheng's eyes lit up, and his expression was very proud, "Boss, my magic weapon is awesome!"
"Well, great." Chen Xian nodded and smiled, "With your help, I'm more sure about this case."
Maybe because he could hear Chen Xian's sincere tone, Lu Yisheng also smiled a little embarrassedly, scratched his face and said, "I'm just playing a supporting role, you are the leader."
At this time, the little wooden man standing on the ground suddenly turned around, raised his arms high like antennas, and then suddenly pointed to the exit leading to the central garden, with the red light flashing on his face, There was also a beeping electronic notification sound in the body.
"In front?" Lu Yisheng asked.
The wooden man nodded.
"Is it far?" Lu Yisheng asked again.
The wooden man thought for a while, then nodded and shook his head.
"You can explain how far we are from the goal." Lu Yisheng said with a frown.
"It's good if it can sense the position of the target. It's understandable if the distance is uncertain. Let's go and have a look." Chen Xian said, raised his hand and rubbed his stomach, feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
What's wrong with me
Chen Xian was a little puzzled, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.
It seems that since the last time I ate that sha, my stomach is not quite right. I always have a feeling of food accumulation. Is it sick
"Boss? Are you feeling unwell?" Lu Yisheng asked worriedly. Seeing that Chen Xian was holding his stomach and his expression was not normal, his heart sank.
Under the current situation, if something happened to Chen Xian, then he might have an accident with Chen Xian... He didn't have the confidence to escape through the housing area alone.
"It's okay, maybe I have a little food accumulation." Chen Xian said, and took out a plate of Jianweixiaoshi tablets from his pocket.
When Lu Yisheng heard this, his heart was even more suspenseful, and countless pictures of Chen Xian turning into a paper man flashed in his mind.
Could it be that he was poisoned by eating those things
"What's wrong?" Sensing the change in Lu Yisheng's eyes, Chen Xian couldn't help asking, "Is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me?"
"Boss... do you feel tired?" Lu Yisheng asked cautiously.
Chen Xian just thought about it for a while, and then he saw what Lu Yisheng was worried about.
"No."
Chen Xian said, and then he seemed to feel that his answer was not perfect, and it was not enough to push back the bad luck in Lu Yisheng's words, so he finally added a word in a correct way.
"roll."