Many people on the river beach are very superstitious, especially the things in the river, which will make them feel that there is a deep taboo. .
These people were really courageous. They weren't as frightened as the other folk husbands, so they sat down not far from the portrait.
Men who work by the river generally like to drink two sips to invigorate blood and remove dampness. It is late at night and there is nothing to do. A few people have made some wine and sit together drinking and bragging. They are very interested.
I watched in the dark for a long time, and I could vaguely hear their voices. However, until now, I still haven't been able to see clearly what the figure lying on the sand looks like. Anyway, there is no one anymore, so I thought, I used to sit with these folk husbands for a while and look at the portrait by the way.
The thought was settled. I just thought about getting up. The few people I had been staring at before suddenly appeared from somewhere. As soon as they appeared, they went straight to the portrait. Seeing these people show up, I hurriedly retracted back to see what they wanted to do.
When these people arrived by the river, the folks put down their wine bowls and looked at each other. A few civilian husbands can probably see that these people who appear suddenly seem to be mixed up.
The two sides said a few words, but I didn’t hear them very clearly, but a few of them were definitely threatening. At first, the people were not willing to leave, but the other party followed suit and vomited blood.
The man's companion hurriedly helped him to leave. After the man's husband left, these people circled around the portrait, took out the hammer chisel from their bodies, and chiseled them on the portrait. It seemed that they should I want to smash the portrait.
The figure should be made of clay, hollow inside. After a few hits with a chisel, a hole was immediately made in the clay.
I thought, this portrait is actually just a shell, there must be something else inside. When I thought of this, I suddenly remembered the Dragon King Temple I met in Laolongtan before. It was in that temple where Silly Spring was hidden in a statue of a god, making me feel bored.
This figure is also very large. Since the inside is hollow, there are other things. Most of these people came for the things inside.
At this moment, I suddenly saw a cloud of blood flying out of the portrait on that portrait, splashing out the blood, which directly shocked several people.
Immediately afterwards, these people were stunned at once, not knowing whether they saw something, or were frightened, and dumbfounded.
I watched intently, but the wind on the river bank was very strong. After a while, it swept over from there with a whistling wind. The wind swept the sand and messed up debris, like a thick fog. I hurriedly used it. Fanned the wind in front of her hands to disperse the dust.
The wind came quickly, and it went quickly. Not long after, the sand was blown away with the howling wind. When the dust settled, I looked up again, and I was stunned.
The few people who are empty by the river have disappeared, only the figure is left, still lying on the spot.
I don't know where those people went, but where can they go in such a short time
I was hesitating in my heart. From the south side of the river beach, another group of people came over. There were at least 20 people in this group. Under the leadership of the leader, they walked like flying, and they were next to the portrait in a moment.
"How many of them are the sixth?" The leader was an old man in his sixties. When I saw the old man, I immediately recalled that the old man was a person called Tianjimen. When I was in Liangjun Mountain, twenty or thirty people went to the Tianji Gate, and finally they were wiped out by the Qiankun Dao. This old man, whose surname is Sun, I heard from the fat man, that he is called Sun Yousheng, and he is now the brother of the Tianji Gate leader.
The people from the Tianjimen were all arrested at the beginning, and they must have been killed by the Chi Lian Chong. Now they must be doing things for Qiankun Dao. The previous few people were also from the Tianjimen, but they disappeared without a trace, making Sun Yousheng quite puzzled.
Tianjimen is considered to be a relatively large family on the river beach. In the earliest days of their family, they were warlocks of the rivers and lakes who were traveling outside, helping people to make troubles and making calculations for others. More than a hundred years ago, a family appeared in the family. Wizards, with extremely high aptitudes and many adventures in their lives, have carried forward the calculation of arithmetic calculations and passed them on from generation to generation.
Someone looked around, but they couldn't find the few people just now. Sun Yousheng was very annoyed. He might complain that these people had lost their chains, but they were missing when they were doing business.
I watched from here, and I kept whispering in my heart. It was a bit strange for the few people who disappeared just now. In such a short time, it is impossible to run so fast.
"Okay, don't look for them anymore. It's important to do business." Sun Yousheng waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and get rid of this clay statue."
The mud statue was smashed out of a hole just now. Someone heard Sun Yousheng’s words and immediately took out a hammer. This is the hammer used by masons to beat the stone. A hole the size of a bowl was smashed.
This time, there was no flying blood on the stone statue, and Sun Yousheng was eager to smash the mud statue open, urging people to continue working on it. There was another violent percussion from the person holding the hammer, banging, and this mud statue was quickly torn apart.
Although the mud image is hollow, there seems to be nothing in the hollow mud image.
"What's going on?" Sun Yousheng looked in the broken mud and said, "How could there be nothing?"
call! ! !
At this moment, the river breeze that had just whizzed over came from the north again. The wind is still very strong, rolling in with the sand, and the fascinated person can't open his eyes.
The wind is still coming and going fast, and after a few breaths, this gust of wind has blown away. I let go of my hand covering my eyes, and spit out a mouthful of sand-filled saliva. I was slightly taken aback when I returned to my sight.
I saw a person suddenly appeared on the broken mud statue. The man seemed to have emerged out of thin air, standing there quietly, without saying a word.
This man looked like a weak scholar with a frail figure. He was holding a painting in his hand, and his clothes were constantly fluttering in the breeze.
This scholar-like person appeared too suddenly. Not only I was unprepared, Sun Yousheng and the others were so close, they were also unprepared, but after all, there were a lot of people in the Heavenly Mystery Gate. When they were surprised, they immediately dispersed and faintly surrounded the scholar. In the middle.
Surrounded by so many people, the scholar was not afraid, his face was as calm as water, but he gave Sun Yousheng a faint glance.
I am also a little worried, it is really troubled now, what
Strange things all appeared out of thin air.
"Who are you?" Sun Yousheng knew that this scholar was born too suddenly and was definitely not an ordinary person. He waved his hand behind his back to signal his men not to move.
The scholar did not speak, but bent over to look at the broken mud statue, then stood up and wanted to leave.
As soon as his footsteps moved, the people around immediately forced him to take a step. Sun Yousheng asked again, but the other party still didn't answer.
At this time, both of Sun Yousheng's hands were retracted into their sleeves, and their fingers were trembling slightly. I have heard people say that the supreme deduction technique of Tianjimen does not need to use any tools, only with one pair of hands and secretly calculating in the sleeves, many things can be deduced.
The scholar seemed to be very literate, blocked by others, and did not get angry. He still stared at the people lightly.
"Make way." Looking at the people around him, the scholar refused to let go, and finally said: "I want to go over."
"Who are you and where did you come from? Don't even think about leaving here if you don't make it clear."
Facing the questioning, the scholar stopped talking. He knew that Sun Yousheng was the leader, so he turned his head and looked towards Sun Yousheng.
Sun Yousheng kept calculating with his hands inside his sleeves. In a moment, his complexion changed and his eyes opened wide involuntarily.
"It's him!" Sun Yousheng took a step back suddenly and shouted, "Don't let him go!"
As soon as this sentence was shouted, the people around were like wolves and tigers, and they all rushed towards the scholar. Because the scholar was thin and weak, his movements also appeared very sensitive, his body flashed to the side like a puff of smoke. The group rushed for nothing, and then turned around and pounced again.
The scholar shook his head, raised one hand, took out the painting in his hand, and the scroll unfolded immediately. I'm still a little far away, I can't see what is painted in that painting, anyway, I look at the black area.
As soon as the painting unfolded, the person who rushed to the front was stunned, standing still shivering, and turning around to say to Sun Yousheng: "Lao Liu and the others... seem to be... as if they are in this painting..."
"Netherworld map!" Seeing the painting in the scholar's hand, Sun Yousheng's face suddenly turned green, and he turned around and ran: "Netherworld map! He is..."
Huh! ! !
Sun Yousheng hadn't finished saying these words, the whole person seemed to be sucked by something, and the body quickly condensed into a little light, which suddenly floated into the painting.
Immediately afterwards, the people around him were like Sun Yousheng, their bodies squeezed violently by an invisible force, squeezed into a little light. Shiguang flew all into this painting, and in a blink of an eye, a dozen or twenty people disappeared, and the students around them were immediately empty.
I couldn't help but swallowed, thinking that I really encountered an evil. What is the origin of this scholar? I don't know, but Sun Yousheng just called the Netherworld Picture, which is obviously the painting in the hands of the scholar.
The scholar rolled up the painting again and inserted it around his waist. The mud figure was completely broken. The scholar looked down again and turned and walked slowly away.
However, he just walked less than ten steps away, then stopped again. At the same time, I saw a person standing in the darkness not far in front of him.
The light was a little blurry, and I couldn't see clearly. However, my intuition was very strong. I could vaguely distinguish that the person who suddenly blocked the scholar seemed to be a fake master.
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