Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 53: Loop-24 Xuanmen Village will never be haunted again

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Beiquan didn't plan to let Wei Fuyuan do it for too long from the beginning, so he didn't mean to teach him his skills seriously.

Of course, in addition to this consideration, the more important reason is that Beiquan feels that he has no qualifications to accept apprentices at all, even if it is just a casual teaching level, he does not want to be involved in this cause and effect.

However, although Wei Fuyuan's personality is a little arrogant and a little middle-aged, he seems to be extraordinarily spiritual in some respects. After following Beiquan for more than a month, he has already mastered some methods of using his own merits without a teacher.

A layer of golden light appeared on his raised arm, as if he had put a brace on himself, which just blocked the Yin Qi from Gui Gui.

This is a technique Wei Fuyuan has found out by himself.

For him, the innate power of merit is actually no different from his hands, feet, ears and eyes. Although he can't see it, it can be completely controlled by him, but he has not really learned how to control it systematically. Just figure it out based on your combat experience.

After several weeks of "exercise", Wei Fuyuan has now been able to make the power of merit and virtue form a thin layer of shield on the surface of the body. Although there is no physical body, it is enough to effectively resist the cold and bone marrow of the ghost. Yin Qi.

The two colors, one gold and one black, were instantly intertwined and intertwined, like two snakes fighting each other.

However, Wei Fuyuan did not entangle with the ghost.

The previous experience told him that if he didn't want to be hurt by the yin qi in the ghosts, he had to use the power of merit to protect himself while minimizing the time he spent in contact with them.

He stepped back sideways, and the next second he landed, his center of gravity shifted, and a hearty leg kicked Rosen's chest.

In terms of body size alone, Rosen was much thinner than Wei Fuyuan.

The difference in height between the two is fifteen centimeters, and the difference between the two is the difference between an inverted triangle hanger and a white chicken.

For this reason, when Wei Fuyuan kicked Rosen, he still felt as if he had kicked an iron lump, causing his Achilles tendon to go numb.

He quickly staggered a step to relieve the impact, and cursed at the same time:

"Fuck!"

He called to Beiquan:

"Come on, this time is a tough one!"

At this moment, Beiquan was naturally not idle either.

Using his own blood as a medium, he was drawing a very complicated rune out of thin air.

If someone who is familiar with spells sees what Beiquan has drawn at this time, even if they don't know its true purpose, they can recognize from the symbolic structure of the rune's head and corners that what he is drawing is a nested spell.

In other words, Beiquan spliced the two runes together like a puzzle.

Ordinary people may not think it's a big deal, but in fact, to integrate spells with completely different painting methods and uses into one, and to make both work, not only requires the caster to be extremely proficient in spells, And it takes a lot of creativity to put a "genius" idea into practice in a very short period of time.

It's a pity that the four living people present, the three students were so frightened that they hugged their heads and howled, and didn't even dare to open their eyes. Wei Fuyuan was busy fighting against Rosen one-on-one, so he had no time to distract himself.

As for the ghost who "maybe" can understand Beiquan's spell, it is even more impossible to praise Beiquan with a "true genius".

However, although Beiquan's idea is very good, it is very difficult to actually implement it.

Not only can this complex nested spell be wrong, but once it is activated, it takes far more energy than drawing a spell alone.

-Oh, I really did my best this time!

Beiquan drew the last stroke, and he let out a long sigh of relief, holding the Vientiane Pen in front of him.

The mantra he worked so hard to draw is divided into two parts: the inner and outer parts.

The inner circle is of course the incantation used to seal the ghost, and the outer circle is the incantation that he is about to use to break open this space.

Although the souls of Dong Chaoyang and the young master have been taken away by him, the fragmentation space has lost its source of power and has long lost its previous stability, but its residual energy can support at least ten days and a half months, and in case it is dealt with It's not good, something went wrong when the violent breakthrough, and a space like this collapsed, but it's easy to squeeze the people inside into meat sauce.

Therefore, Beiquan did not intend to come hard.

Before entering here, in order to ensure that his little assistant can go out safely, Beiquan left a "way guide" in the real Xuanmen Village.

Now, he only needs to activate the spell to reopen the channel connecting the two spaces and bring everyone out.

Of course, the only people Beiquan was referring to were the three students who were still alive, as well as himself and Wei Fuyuan.

As for those who have unfortunately died, Beiquan is powerless.

"Xiaowei, get out of the way!"

Beiquan stopped drinking:

"Protect the three of them!"

Wei Fuyuan was waiting for his boss's words.

He didn't have to look back at all, he was short, dodged Rosen's claws, rolled around as a lazy donkey, and turned over against his opponent.

Then Wei Fuyuan pounced on the three students gathered next to him, one in each hand, picked up the two girls, and kicked Pan Xiaoyun's butt at the same time.

At this moment, the huge double-layered mantra suddenly flashed a dazzling golden-red luster.

The light first emerged from the inner circle, like a giant net, towards Rosen—or the ghostly hood attached to him, covering his face. At the same time, the outer circle began to slowly move clockwise. Turn it up.

The optical net will cover the ghost.

The rune speed of the outer ring is also getting faster and faster.

Wei Fuyuan had only seen this scene a few hours ago, and he knew what was going to happen.

"Pan Xiaoyun, hold me tight!"

He grabbed the two girls and yelled at the monitor who had been kicked hard by him.

With life and death at stake, Pan Xiaoyun's body moved faster than his brain, and he exerted 200% of his mobility. A hungry tiger jumped up and hung himself firmly on Wei Fuyuan's back.

"Don't let go if you die, if you don't want to die!!"

Wei Fuyuan finally shouted.

The next second, a monstrous wave of unknown origin came surging.

In an instant, it engulfed Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, the three students, and the ghosts shrouded in the light net, and then rushed to the golden-red spell that was still spinning rapidly.

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Tian, who stayed in the abandoned village, had been waiting anxiously for a salary increase.

He couldn't get in touch with Beiquan in the fragmented space, so he could only stay where he was.

One hour, two hours, three hours…

Tian has waited for a full five hours for salary increase, from the early morning until dawn, but still could not wait for any news of the two who entered the fragmented space.

"Beiquan, when are you coming back!"

Tian Jiaxing "teng" jumped up and shouted to the void in a milky voice.

No one answered him.

In the mountains and forests in the early morning, there was only the sound of chirping birds, and Tian Jiaxing's voice could not even startle the birds on the next tree.

At this moment, a golden-red spell appeared above the river he was facing without warning.

"Fuck!!"

Tian Jiaxing jumped up with agility that did not match his short stature at all, and stepped back to a safe distance.

In the next second, a large stream of water spewed out from the center of the rune, and rushed out a hundred or two hundred meters along the dry river in the opposite direction.

In the rush of the torrent, Tian Jiaxing saw that there were several figures churning in the waves.

Although he couldn't see the other's face clearly, Tian Raisen still took action decisively.

He raised his two short arms, two vines jumped out of his palms quickly, first circled the tree trunk beside him twice, and then chased in the direction of the surging waves like two spirit snakes, no matter what. Three seven twenty one, first entangle the group of figures and then talk about it.

It was three students, Wei Fuyuan and Pan Xiaoyun, who were intercepted by Tian Jiaxing.

They were stunned by the huge waves, and Huang Lan was directly choked and fainted.

Fortunately, Wei Fuyuan had already had the experience of the previous time, and he had good water skills. He had a girl in each hand and a girl on his back, and he was able to keep his balance by fluttering, and no one was left behind.

"Where's Beiquan!?"

After waiting for the flood, Wei Fuyuan left three students behind, grabbed the vines released by Tian Jiaxing, and climbed out of the swept away river. He opened his mouth and asked in the first sentence:

"Have you seen Beiquan!?"

Tian Jiaxing raised his chin toward his left hand.

Wei Fuyuan followed Tian Zan's instructions and looked over, and saw a figure a hundred meters away—no, to be more precise, two shadows fighting together.

At this time, Beiquan was holding on to the big golden-red net made of the spell with both hands, shrouding Rosen and the ghost together in it, trying his best not to let them break free.

"Raise!"

Beiquan didn't look back, but he shouted behind him as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

"Quick, give it to me!"

Beiquan said so vaguely that Tian Zaixian immediately understood what he meant.

He stretched out a third vine from his palm, and the end hooked up the black suitcase that Beiquan asked him to keep, and threw it out like a long whip.

The box fell exactly into Beiquan's hands.

He didn't even look at it, he grabbed the curse net with one hand and the box with the other.

I don't know how he did it. Anyway, the next second, the fascinated flag that was originally in the box was already in his hands.

"Shh", the snow-white silk banner unfolded out of thin air, like a long exercise, firmly wrapping the struggling Rosen and Gui Gui in it.

The white flag became tighter and tighter, and the overflowing black light was tightly bound in it.

"Tsk, it's really difficult!"

Beiquan smacked his tongue lowly.

He scratched his other wrist with the free hand, and a red blood line splashed out and fell on the snow-white flag.

The ecstasy flag suddenly tightened, finally wrapping Rosen and Gui Gui tightly in it.

When the white flag was released again, the black energy around Rosen had dissipated.

Rosen's feet softened, and he fell to the ground with his back up, never moving again.

Rosen, who had been dead for a whole day, finally turned back into a corpse.

"nailed it."

Beiquan rolled up the ecstasy flag, turned back and smiled at Wei Fuyuan and Tian's salary increase:

"Xuanmen Village will never be haunted again."

The author has something to say: OK! This copy is finally done!