His vision went dark and his mind immediately became dizzy.
I can't use all my strength. The trap is actually set here, the tray holding the bowl, and the "white sandalwood" is just a cover.
After trying to defend himself, how could he still fall into the opponent's trap?
At this moment, the sword on his waist vibrated, and suddenly there was a long "clang" sound, which was the sound of killing.
He Lingchuan was startled, regained consciousness, and drew his knife to chop the red lacquer tray into two pieces.
He held the knife in his hand and looked at the tray. It turned out that there was a square bronze mirror placed at the bottom of the tray so that the person holding the porridge could see it when he lowered his head.
Now there were several cracks on the mirror surface, and the shadows inside were darting left and right but couldn't get out, grinning at him anxiously.
Just now, he was almost possessed by this thing?
He Lingchuan suddenly understood how Wu Jinsong and others lost their souls. As long as they still use their eyes to see things, it is impossible to prevent them.
He strode out of the soup room, looked around, and found that it was still quiet here. He didn't notice the difference when he first came back, but now he listened carefully. There were plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and many other plants living in the Purple Bamboo Garden, and there were two shallow ponds in front of him.
It’s early summer, how come there aren’t even the chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs?
Where have all the people gone?
He kicked open the wooden door of the soup room opposite. With a bang, the door fell down.
If there were guests here, they would most likely be yelling at you, and maybe a maid would run out screaming.
But no, this quiet room was empty.
He picked eight soup rooms, but they were all empty, and there were only two people in the last one.
In fact, it is not accurate to say that it is a human being. This is just a paper man under the control of two evil spirits, stacked together and doing happy things.
There are two paper figures, one depicts a sturdy man and the other depicts a slender beauty.
Looking at their postures, it seems that they don't even realize that they are just paper figures.
But when He Lingchuan broke in, they all turned their heads and suddenly stood up and rushed over.
The big man also knocked down a screen on the way. Judging by his speed and strength, he was no different from a real person.
How could He Lingchuan be polite to him and cut his neck with a knife?
Unexpectedly, when this guy ran across the screen, he picked up the candlestick and slammed it into He Lingchuan's face.
When He Lingchuan cut off the candlestick, he grabbed a bronze stick from the bedside and swung it over.
The momentum is strong and sinking.
After more than ten rounds of table tennis, the two played each other's offense and defense.
As soon as he got started, He Lingchuan discovered that this paper man actually used the military stick method, and his momentum was somewhat like Meng Shan.
But the real Monsanto was defeated by him, how long can this fake paper man last?
Finally, He Lingchuan nailed it to the pillar with a knife, and both the paper man and the evil spirit on the body seemed to be in great pain.
He Lingchuan said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The evil spirits in the long-tusked pigs can all obey Gan Sanye's orders, so he assumed that these guys could understand human speech, so he tried to communicate.
Sure enough, after asking a few questions, the paper man smiled ferociously: "Your grandfather is a centurion under General You of the Lin Army. He is not afraid of being killed or beheaded!"
Xiao Linjun? Where have you heard this name before?
At this moment, there was some movement outside, a clicking sound.
The paper man also heard it and shouted: "Come here, the enemy is here!"
He Lingchuan slashed it to pieces with a knife, then jumped onto the wall of the soup pool with his toes, and in two leaps he climbed to the crown of a huge acacia tree.
The tree is six feet high. From here you can not only overlook the entire Zizhu Garden, but also half of the county.
The night wind was howling, and he stood on the swaying branches, unable to see any light underneath.
And the soup room of the big paper man has been flooded with more paper men.
Under the control of evil spirits, they looked around, searching for He Lingchuan's whereabouts.
He looked carefully at the portraits of these things. They seemed to be military uniforms, but the styles were unfamiliar and he didn't know which country they belonged to.
With the help of the moonlight in the sky, he also saw paper people starting to walk up the streets of Wuze County. Some were strolling, some were sitting on the roadside as if they were drunk, and some were running in groups towards Zizhuyuan, as if they were local policemen.
quick.
Chapter completed!