Chapter 118

With Xiaoqi, the monitoring has become a decoration. Song Li and Miao Nu didn't find anything different.

Yan Tao touched the Feng Shui array in the back mountain and carefully explored every plant here.

The person who originally arranged the array can be said to be well versed in the art of five elements and eight trigrams.

He took advantage of the local environment and took advantage of the situation to integrate all the plants and stones on the mountain with the method of five elements and eight trigrams. The array is very effective. It can hide the sky and the sea, block ordinary people, and cover the eyes of his peers and future generations.

Yan Tao rubbed his chin and his eyes showed a thoughtful look. He was kind-hearted but cruel.

He set up a cover at the periphery to warn people to retreat, and set up a means of killing at the same time.

Miao girl can think of a way to break the array. It's unique.

Unfortunately, she tried her best to draw water with a bamboo basket in the end.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, bent down and picked up seven stones of the same size, then closed his eyes and rushed into the array. At the same time, his left and right hands were separated into seals. He murmured words and read the ghost curse. Slowly, the boy showed a shallow golden light.

Holy and mysterious.

After a while, the aura in the array has reached a pressing level.

Outside the array, the Yin Qi roars and the ghost sound is fierce.

If you look carefully, you can see that the Loess under the boy's feet is shaking at a very small frequency, and dozens of dark things seem to be bound by invisible spells and dragged to the boy!

The strong wind suddenly rose, and dozens of dark things seemed to be lifted off the veil, revealing the pale ghost face below!

If there are timid people here, they will definitely be scared to pee. Yin ghosts keep their dead state, which is very terrible.

With their pale mouths open, they frantically collided with the constraints on their bodies. For a time, Yin Qi rose. At this time, Yan Tao suddenly opened his eyes, printed his hands, and shouted coldly, "tie!"

With this loud drink, the ghost howling was suddenly interrupted, and the fierce ghosts were strung into sugar gourds by Yan Tao like tigers with their teeth pulled out.

She raised her hand - pulling.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

"It hurts."

Ghosts are bullying soft and afraid of hard. They cry for mercy, "master Tao, be merciful, be merciful!"

Whining, people don't kill people or rob their homes. What they do most on weekdays scares children.

Although it's shameless, it's also to ask for some sacrifice.

Yan Tao's face was expressionless: "I ask you, what is the magic weapon sealed in the Feng Shui array?"

The ghosts looked at each other. The hanging ghost on the far left hung his long tongue, "Hoo - Big - Ye, blame - Li - don't - Bo - Ze - Da - hiss - stab - heart - shop."

The boy's good-looking eyebrows trembled, and the handsome cold eyes were gloomy. The ghosts immediately squatted down with their heads in their arms, "Lord, Lord, spare your life!"

Yan Tao couldn't bear it. He kicked one and angrily scolded in a low voice, "can you be a little chaste?!"

The wild ghost who flew out ran back and was kicked by master Yan. The peach blossom eyes stained with ice were stunned and swept to the Hanging Ghost, "keep your tongue straight and talk again!"

The hanged ghost's shoulder shook with fear and hurriedly stuffed his long red tongue into his whole mouth. When he spoke again, he could only make a purring sound

Yan Tao

Raise your feet - kick again!

The Hanging Ghost became the second.

The young man in white on the Loess pile looked at the trembling ghosts with a smile, and his voice was lazy and threatening, "want to experience the feeling of flying? I don't want to help you!"

Ghosts are going to cry. The boy is so afraid

I'm just a weak kid. Why should I bear this pain