Shaking, the result was Yin Wushu's expressionless face.
Lidong: "..."
He looked back silently, and saw Yin Wushu standing behind him expressionlessly, passing him and looking down at the bronze mirror, and then snorted and said, "Continue to hold the mirror and tremble, I see if you can give me some help if you tremble all night." I trembled to tell the truth."
Lidong patted the bronze mirror clean in a desperate manner, put it back into his sleeve, and muttered with a little reluctance: "Actually, the moon is enough tonight. Last time it was not as bright as this one, so I can still find it..."
In fact, when he said this, Xie Bai knew very well in his heart that his method must be tried and tested, and there have been no mistakes a few times. Since there is such a situation that cannot be traced this time, it is likely that the other party is too special , beyond a certain range.
Whether it is beyond ability or status, it is not good news at this time.
The more dangerous the opponent is, the faster the sacrificial blood formation must be broken.
The book Xie Bai read at the beginning was found from Yin Wushu's bookshelf. Back then, there was a whole room in that courtyard that he used to store books. It was full of books of various types. Some of the books on several shelves were damaged to varying degrees, and some of them were reassembled directly from loose pages. Xie Bai looked at it. The one on the back is no exception, the back is missing a small half, which happens to be broken by the method of breaking the array of sacrificial blood.
He was about to speak, when he saw Yin Wushu raised his head and swept around, raised his hand to break a long branch from the nearby tree, and then raised his hand to hug Xie Bai to the side: "It's not suitable for you at this time, Also hold your cat tight, look honest now, don't turn your head and jump in."
After being reminded by him, Xie Bai remembered that the little black cat on his body hadn't moved for a long time, didn't even bark, it was too peaceful.
Yin Wushu turned his head and said to Lidong: "It will rain later."
Lidong: "..." This discriminatory treatment is simply too much.
To explain simply, Yin Wushu stepped into the sacrificial circle, looking as usual, as if he just stepped over the threshold casually.
As a result, the moment he entered the sacrificial circle, the whole circle suddenly ignited a fire that soared to the sky, as if all the fire that had been sucked in just now was stored and spit out at this moment. The flames illuminated half of the sky, and the flames soaring across the sky could almost reach the moon directly.
The fire was not fake at all, both outside the circle and Xie Bai could feel the heat wave coming, because of the close distance, the heat was almost scalding.
The cat, who had been quiet in his arms all this time, suddenly brushed its fur all over, purred twice in its throat, and arched its back, as if it was about to jump directly into the fire. Xie Bai raised his hand to cover its face, and held it in his arms so as not to jump into it.
He frowned and looked at Yin Wushu in the sea of flames. The man still looked calm and unhurried. Holding a long branch, he walked to the center of the sacrificial blood array, and then he held the branch and paddled on the ground. Even breaking the formation, he didn't seem to be bothered to put in any effort, the force of the branches scribbling on the ground seemed extremely light.
But every time he swiped, a "dwarf mandrill" sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened his blood-stained eyes, struggling to let out a long, piercing howl. It seemed to be firmly pressed to the ground by some kind of force, and no matter how frantically it struggled, it couldn't leave the spot for even half a step.
There were more and more "dwarf mandrills" struggling and screaming one after another. The dim moonlight in the sky began to turn red amidst the piercing roars, and the fire in the sacrificial circle was swept out of the circle by the mad "dwarf mandrill", and it seemed that it was about to burn directly along the tangled vegetation .
Lidong finally understood what it means to "spot a little rain". He took out an octagonal copper bell, scratched the tip of his index finger and dabbed a little blood on each corner of the bell, then held the bell and shook it gently for three times. Down.
As soon as the ringtone stopped, the scattered clouds in the sky suddenly changed color, and in a blink of an eye they gathered together, covering the top of the mountain with a gloomy look, as if they were about to press down in the next second. Lidong's lips moved and he silently read a few words, and then the copper bell shook again, and fine raindrops fell.
The rain was very unusual, it only fell on the top of the mountain, as if it had exerted all of its energy in this life, the rain was heavy and urgent, pouring mercilessly on the fire, and it was likely to suppress the fire forcibly The momentum is not at all like the rain that will fall on Lilan Mountain this season.
The fire picked up by the "dwarf mandrill" and fell outside the circle was cooled by the rain, and then extinguished in a blink of an eye. No place really burned, and naturally it did not spread down the mountain and cause a mountain disaster.
However, those surrounded by the sacrificial array were not affected at all, and their tongues of fire were still raging.
Thirty-one of the "dwarf mandrills" sitting around have gone crazy, and the last one is still sitting cross-legged with head bowed.
Yin Wushu flicked a long branch, and his head