It is also a straight north-south alley to the west of the house next to this courtyard.
In the alley, two young men who looked in their early thirties stood beside the east wall, all of whom were well-decorated and dressed neatly.
They are like people passing by without any trouble, resting here.
Among them, a young man wearing a white short-sleeved sweatshirt and a flat head holds a bracelet on his left hand but is bigger than the bracelet, more like the kind of collar worn by children, brass-colored with three exquisite and compact ones on it.
Bell. He gently swayed the copper ring, and the three small bells made a series of crisp and rhythmic sounds, but the sound was not loud, as if it was covered by a glass cover and could not spread to the surroundings.
Another young man had long hair and a cigarette in his mouth, looking up at the sky with a cold expression.
"The magic spell mark disappeared." The flat-headed young man suddenly stopped shaking the bell, frowned slightly, "That old guy really has a few tricks."
The long-haired young man took a deep breath of cigarette, pinched the cigarette from his mouth, and said in a cold tone: "I really want to kick it from door to door to check it."
"Don't worry." said the flat-headed young man: "Uncle Master should have already confirmed which one they are in."
"What are you waiting for?"
"When you go out, don't act rashly, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years." The flat-headed young man smiled and said, "This is not our place. If you cause some trouble, you can't stop it. In addition, if there is a master around you, you can help me.
, If we take action rashly, maybe we will die here instead. It's better to be safe."
The long-haired young man snorted and said, "If he had a helper, would he run around in such a mess?"
Just as the young man with flat head was about to say something, he saw two sorcerers standing outside the Guandi Temple before walking slowly through there. The middle-aged man raised his hand slightly and slashed his hand gently.
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"Well, get ready to do it." The flat-headed young man smiled.
"Do you know where?"
"I didn't tell you before, because my uncle is afraid that you will be reckless." The tone of the flat-headed young man became serious and he scolded coldly: "We are warlocks, and we cannot do things like ordinary people," he said.
This is in another place! If you leave clues, you will be tracked down by the police and you should know the consequences!"
The young man with long hair curled his lips unyieldingly.
The flat-headed young man looked around and saw that there was no one, so he took out two talismans from his pocket, chanted the magic spell, and shaking the talismans slightly, and then burned to ashes in an instant.
He squatted down, recited the magic spell silently, pinched his hand and touched the ground with his index finger.
A wave of magic energy silently crossed the barrier between the high walls and space, and forced into the house where Wang Qimin lived to the east.
Buzz...
The surrounding five elements of the heaven and earth suddenly fluctuated sharply.
In an instant, the flat-headed young man who was squatting down and lowering his head had just performed the trick, and then he couldn't help but feel like he had suffered a heavy blow. His head suddenly tilted back and sat down to the ground, and the nostrils splashed.
The blood spilled on the wet ground, and a muffled groan was heard from his mouth, then he sat cross-legged, his hands trembling violently and struggling to form a hand slap in front of his abdomen, lowered his head and opened his eyes wide, resisting the coming from
The violent invasion of the powerful magic array and the surrounding heaven and earth naturally backfire.
Seeing this, the separated young man hurriedly took out two folded talismans from his pocket, recited the magic spell silently, and stuffed the talisman into the clothes behind the flat-headed young man's neck.
At this time, the door of the house behind him opened, and a middle-aged man with glasses pushed out with his bicycle and saw a strange-looking young man sitting on the wet ground in the alley with his head hanging down, and another youth stood.
Begging slightly bent down next to him as if observing his companion, the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask with concern: "What's wrong with him?"
"It's okay, I've drunk too much." The young man with a long hair said lightly, while looking at the middle-aged man with extremely cold eyes.
The middle-aged man's mind trembled and suddenly felt extremely frightened. He no longer dared to ask anything. He hurriedly turned around and closed the door of his yard, pushed his bicycle and walked away south quickly.
The long-haired young man had sensed the location of the art array and immediately cast the art to start attacking.
Then, he couldn't help but step back a few steps and stood under the wall on the west side. He frowned and gritted his teeth and spit blood in his right palm. The five fingertips on his left hand were stained with blood on his right palm.
He used his magic, his expression was cold and his eyes were full of anger, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared! He used his blood-stained right hand to take out a small black metal object similar to a reduced gyro from his pocket and threw it onto the ground.
Gululu...
The gadget rolled under the wall on the east side and turned steadily and quickly on a few red bricks. Even the gap between the red bricks could not make it lose its stability.
At this time, in the alley to the east.
The two sorcerers who had been standing outside the gate of Guandi Temple strode to the door of the house where Wang Qimin was hiding. The young man with a muscular body stepped forward and pushed the door. Without pushing, he turned his head and said, "It's plugged in."
"Do it." The middle-aged man said lightly.
"good."
The young man retreated and took out a few talismans from his pocket. He drove over from both sides of the alley without any concern. He placed the talismans evenly on the ground at the door.
Thirteen, then took an iron nail and pressed it into the gap between the two tightly closed doors with their fingers.
When pedestrians riding bicycles and motorcycles passed by, they showed differences, but then they were watched by the middle-aged man's calm eyes, and they passed by as if they had seen nothing.
Their minds have been affected by magic.
The young man squatted at the door and turned his head and said, "Master, the power of the art array is very strong. Can Zhao Lin and Yu Lei withstand it?"
"It doesn't matter, you go and pick up your uncle." The middle-aged man smiled faintly, then narrowed his eyes and looked at the closed courtyard gate. He raised his right hand to make a decision, and raised his left hand in the shape of a palm and a sword over the top.
, slowly cut forward!
Chichichichi...
A slight wave that was within reach of the naked eye appeared in the air less than two meters away between him and the courtyard gate. The nearby one was already filled with natural backlash energy, magic energy, and magic array energy, seemed to be caused by him.
The invisible power exposed by this slowly falling palm knife was split open.
The young man turned around and walked back strode.
At this time, a taxi stopped at the south side of the alley.
A middle-aged man wearing a light-colored short-sleeved sweatshirt, military green trousers and military green camouflage rubber-soled shoes walked out of the car. He looked about in his fifties, medium
Height seems to be because of long-term farming. His face is red, his eyes are bright, his feet are big, and he is carrying a black briefcase from the 1980s. He is like a person who collects electricity bills in the countryside.
Looking up next to the car, I looked north.
Taxi reversing and leaving.
When the straw hat man was about to go to the alley, he suddenly stopped and turned around. An old man with a sloppy appearance and a vulgar man with a cigarette gun trotted over in panic and stopped after reaching the entrance of the alley.
, as if he was a little scared, he looked carefully at the north side of the alley, turned his head and asked politely in a very unstandard Mandarin, "I said, where did you come from?"
"Southern Xinjiang." The straw hat man frowned slightly. He had already walked around Yangjia Town three times, believing that in addition to himself, there was also an old man hiding in that house, and the sloppy and vulgar behavior in front of him.
The funny old guy was wandering around the town, and there was no other warlock.
"Oh." Gong Hu nodded as if he realized, grinned and showed off a disgusting irregular yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "It's a guest from afar, so I want to invite...you guys, get back."
The man with straw hat narrowed his eyes and said, "This master, do you want to interfere in this matter?"
"Yes, yes." Gong Hu nodded as if chatting with someone.
"It'll die."
"I've died several times." Gong Hu grinned.
The straw hat man was a little angry by this a bit nervous old man, thinking that this guy is really brain-sick? Does he think he can save the old man who is blocked in his hiding place with himself?
He smiled happily and said, "Okay..." While saying these two words, he pinched his hands and recited the magic spell silently. His eyes narrowed and his erection burst out, and his whole body was full of energy. In an instant, he was only three meters away.
Within a long distance, the strongest magic attack was launched.
Buzz!
The invisible magic power instantly rose up like a flat ground, and it was like a rush of overwhelming seas.
Gong Hu grinned, and took a few strokes of the void in his right hand, and shouted "Hell!" while taking a step back and sat on the higher level next to the door of a house.
The invisible majestic aura immediately stood up like a barrier in front of him, colliding with the magic waves that were roaring and thundering.
The strong magic fluctuations instantly squeezed and spread around.
However, the straw hat man's magic attack strength was obviously higher than that of Gong Hu, and he had the advantage of starting first - the violent magic fluctuations rushed through the air wall formed by Gong Hu's magic aura and swept him away.
The sparse hair on his head was dancing, becoming more and more messy, and his worn and sloppy clothes were swelling, as if they were in the strong wind.
However, Gong Hu seemed to be nothing, waved the cigarette pole and then shot into the sky, shouting: "That!"
The two magic energy fluctuations that collided with each other, as if they were guided, quickly rolled up to form a violent shock wave, rolling northward, passing through several walls in succession, and reaching the residence of Wang Qimin.
The yard of the house collapsed and burst out in the courtyard, causing the chaotic energy fluctuations there to spread in a circular shape.
Wang Qimin, who was in the room, was shocked, and a wisp of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, but a relaxed smile appeared on his originally solemn face.