I saw the Taoist priest looking around the place, but did not go in. Instead, he found a stone on one side, took out a few objects from his sleeves, and placed them on the stone. The two of them took a look and saw that

A few pieces of yellow paper, a tube of brush, and a plate of cinnabar. The Taoist priest picked up a piece of yellow paper, folded it a few times, then tore it up casually, tearing each side a few times, and then opened it. This yellow paper

He actually tore out a person in the shape of a paper man! Han Yiming immediately got up and saw the white paper man when he met the golden dragon. The magic was also magical. Could it be that the Taoist priest used the paper man to cause trouble?

The Taoist priest tore up a paper figure and took it out. He picked up a red pen, dipped it in cinnabar, drew a few strokes on the paper figure, put a few dots on the paper, put it on the ground, and blew on the paper figure.

The person did not turn into a human being as Han Yiming thought, but floated up and floated into the woods. It turned out that the Taoist priest used the paper man to go in to check, and Han Yiming was also very careful about the woods.

So I watched carefully. The paper man floated into the bushes and disappeared. The Taoist priest and the two people waited for a while, but neither saw the paper man coming out or anything unusual. They all knew about the paper man.

After entering the bush, it was like a mud cow entering the sea. The Taoist priest did not lose heart, took another piece of yellow paper, made a paper man, and sent it into the bush.

After several times like this, there was no response. Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu looked at each other. They were eager to see what the Taoist priest could find out, so they waited patiently. The Taoist priest had used up several pieces of yellow paper, but there was still no answer.

Any response, knowing that although this Taoist priest has Taoism, it is just that, and it is not enough to go in and cast spells. The Taoist priest was not discouraged, turned around and pulled some grass from the ground, tied it up locally, and passed

After a moment, a straw man appeared, the size of a palm. Even though he was far away, Han Yiming could clearly see that it was a straw man!

The Taoist priest stretched out his finger, bit it into the mouth, and dripped blood on the grass man. Han Yiming had only seen a very small part of Lingshan's magic. Han Yiming was convinced that the Lingshan magic he had never seen was even more magical. Those that had disappeared

The spells of the masters are also extraordinary. However, Lingshan's spells are all derived from self-cultivation. It is rare to use objects to perform magic. But even so, it is known that he is using his own spiritual energy to strengthen the magic power of this straw man.

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I don't know how many drops of blood he dripped on the grass man. The Taoist priest took back his hand, made a gesture on his chest with one hand, and made circles in the air with his other hand. Neither of them said a word, watching what he did. I don't know if he made the gesture.

After several circles, he suddenly pointed at the straw man, and the straw man slowly straightened up. The Taoist priest pointed at the bushes again, and the straw man moved towards the bushes. The straw man was not moving slowly, and he had moved there in the blink of an eye.

But when he got to the edge of the trees, he stood still.

The Taoist priest murmured to himself: "Can't you even get in here?" Han Yiming knew that he wanted to see what was in the bushes. Unfortunately, his paper man disappeared as soon as he entered, but the straw man was gone.

It was impossible to get in. The Taoist priest was also an old man. He did not go directly into the bushes like Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu did during the day. Instead, he wandered around outside and did not dare to get involved easily. It can be seen that he was not really a gangster as he appeared during the day.

He is a godly man who eats a lot of food. But given his moral character, he would not even dare to go into the bushes.

The Taoist priest turned around twice, but finally did not dare to go in easily. The two people here also knew that he could not go in, so his Taoism was no better than the people in Lingshan. Just then, the Taoist priest stepped forward and picked up the straw man. He walked to the other side and put it down, and said to himself: "I have to use you once. Otherwise, I will lose my old face." What he meant was that he could not go into the bushes and had to use this straw man. Come to pretend to be a ghost. Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu looked at each other and smiled slightly to see how he would do it. Such a thing, under the nose, would not be chaotic. The Taoist priest put the straw man on the ground and closed his eyes. God, I don’t know what to do. Han Yiming was just guessing when suddenly Shen Ruofu pulled his sleeve and pointed forward.

A hand stretched out from the grass on the far side, stretched out in front of the straw man, grabbed the straw man, and retracted it. This was really unexpected. Where did such a hand come from, and the Taoist priest still Unconsciously, whether because he was too absorbed or not thinking at all, the straw man was grabbed by that hand. Han Yiming glanced at Shen Ruofu and saw a slight smile on the corner of Shen Ruofu's mouth. Suddenly I understand that that hand is either a supernatural hand or Qingzhubiao's hand. Qingzhubiao had been very disdainful of the Taoist priest during the day, so when he saw him acting strangely, of course he was rude.

Before he could laugh, Han Yiming already felt a heavy pressure on him. He looked towards the trees and saw that the dark trees had unknowingly become more murderous. It was still extremely dark, but there were traces of restlessness coming from it. After escaping, Han Yiming felt a coercion approaching from the front, which made him unable to speak or act. Even his breathing became cautious. That Taoist priest was so clever that he naturally noticed this strange thing and had already jumped out. He fled away, his Taoist robes fluttering, and he disappeared after a while.

What is entrenched here is really not something that the people of Lingshan can afford. Everyone remembers the scene of slaying the dragon. Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu looked at each other. This was really beyond their control. It was not that they did not help, but that they did not know how to do it. How to help? Where to help? Qingzhubiao had already disappeared without a trace. Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu also quietly retreated. After walking out for about ten steps, the pressure was gone. Both of them breathed out, Shen Ruofu Ruofu said: "This is really not something we can afford. Let's go." Han Yiming said: "Well, let's leave early tomorrow morning. It's really not good to bother us here anymore, so it's better to leave early. !" The two turned around and walked a few steps. Han Yiming suddenly felt a bang in his ears, and a sharp cry pierced into his head.

Han Yiming stopped suddenly. The cry was so familiar. He had heard a child crying with extreme sadness more than once. Shen Ruofu turned around and said, "Junior brother, let's..." But he stopped immediately. Mouth. No matter how carefully Han Yiming listened, he could still hear it? The cry was like the sound of wind, fleeting, but it could not be heard more clearly. Suddenly he understood many things, and turned his head to look into the dark trees. Shen Ruofu said: "Junior brother, what's wrong?" Han Yiming said: "Xiao Guai, I know where Xiao Guai is. It's right here. The master hid it here!" Shen Ruofu was surprised. "My master hid the little boy here?" Han Yiming said, "Yes, there is no other explanation. I have never understood why the Venerable Master is the ruthless leader and has no mercy for the White Dragon Golden Jiao. I didn't investigate Xiaoguai to the end, and just let it disappear. At this time, I knew that Xiaoguai was here. This place is really wonderful, no one will see Xiaoguai here anymore," Shen Ruofu said. "Lingwu is also a supernatural beast, why doesn't the Venerable..." Han Yiming said: "There must be a reason for this. Lingxin is also a supernatural body, and it must be related to her, but we don't know it. Lingwu is not Have you been following Ling Xin all this time? Perhaps it is because of Ling Xin that its aura is not noticed by the venerable." Shen Ruofu said: "Yes, junior brother, are you..." Neither of them said a word, looking at each other. At one glance, I know what the other person is saying, and I understand it in my heart.

After a pause, Shen Ruofu asked: "Do you think it's feasible?" Han Yiming was a little unsure. After a moment, he said: "I don't know. Why is this dragon here? We don't know anything. Master, uncle." Sending little darling here is indeed a good way to save little darling. But I don’t know if we can have the skills of our uncle to rescue little darling.” Shen Ruofu said: “Junior brother, this is something to talk about later, I ask. Just tell me, even if you rescue Xiaoguai and take him with you, and His Holiness comes to your door, how will we... how should we respond? I don’t think we have the cultivation and Taoism of our master’s generation to be able to compete with His Holiness.” Han Yiming was silent. This was also the time he arrived. Xiaoguai was with him. The Lord would come to the door sooner or later. They really had no way to resist the Lord. But should they just let Xiaoguai stay here? There is no room for two in one mountain. Tiger, how can this place accommodate two dragons?
Chapter completed!