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Chapter 268: Grandson, watch your moves

Looking at the poisonous arrows on the steps, Fatty and the others thought of a question.

To be able to lay such a trap and prepare so many poisonous arrows, the people who want to come to Baju must have been hiding here for a while, otherwise, they would not be able to lay so many traps at all.

Now, the enemy is hiding. They walked into the opponent's trap and stood here in the open. This is a very unfavorable thing for their next actions.

Looking at the poisonous arrows all over the ground, a flash of inspiration flashed in Taoist Priest Qingyun's mind, and he suddenly thought of a good idea.

After waving to the fat man and the old smoker, Taoist Priest Qingyun took the lead and walked outside.

Just when the fat man was about to ask why, he saw that the old smoker had followed him first.

Thinking that Taoist Master Qingyun was not a reckless person, the fat man simply quickened his pace and followed him.

The three people quickly walked back outside the factory.

Without thinking about what to say, Taoist Master Qingyun quickly walked to the weeds next to him and began to pull the weeds.

After quickly pulling out some weeds, Taoist Master Qingyun weaved them together with skillful movements this time.

Then, while the old smoker and the fat man were stunned, a decent scarecrow appeared in front of them.

"There are too many poisonous arrows. It's impossible for us to go in and break through those traps ourselves. Let's let this weedy man help us explore the path ahead and see what's hidden inside!"

Lowering his voice, Taoist Master Qingyun said this.

The fat man couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Taoist Priest Qingyun.

As expected of Lao Jianghu, awesome!
While speaking, Taoist Priest Qingyun held the Weed Man in front of him, then bit his index finger and drew a very complicated spell on the Weed Man's heart with blood.

"Use your blood to light up the weed man's eyes. Then you will be able to see through the weed man's eyes everything it has experienced!"

After speaking seriously to the fat man and the old smoker, Taoist Master Qingyun motioned for them to move faster.

Without hesitation, the two men immediately bit off their fingers and each lit an eye for the weed man.

The blood-red eyes looked inexplicably sinister from a distance.

Turning his wrist, Taoist Master Qingyun began to form seals. He stamped his right foot on the ground suddenly, hooked his sword finger upwards, and shouted: "Get up!"

At this moment, the weed man, who was lifeless on the ground, stood up staggeringly as if his body was suddenly injected with life.

"go--"

Pointing his sword finger at the location of the factory, Taoist Priest Qingyun gave a soft drink.

The weed man received the order and walked slowly towards the factory step by step.

"Taoist Priest, how did you do it? Can you actually control the weed man's actions?"

The fat man couldn't help but ask, this was amazing.

Hearing the fat man's question, Taoist priest Qingyun replied with some embarrassment: "Since I joined the polling bureau, the training the director gave me was the practice of some ancient methods.

The scene you saw is actually nothing, just an ordinary puppet technique.

My skills are still not very good, and now I can only drive some inanimate things such as paper figures, straw figures, and corpses.

According to the director, a truly powerful puppet master can turn anyone into his own puppet.

However, this approach can be regarded as evil. What the director taught me is the inheritance of the method of exorcising corpses in puppetry! "

Just as Taoist Master Qingyun was explaining these problems, the weed man had already walked into the factory and could no longer see it with the naked eye.

"Now start to close your eyes and recite the Heart Condensation Technique silently in your heart, and you will be able to shift the sight of the weed man!"

After hurriedly reminding Fatty and the others, Taoist Priest Qingyun also became anxious.

The fat man and the old smoker also hurriedly followed Taoist Master Qingyun's instructions. There was darkness in front of their eyes. After constantly reciting the Heart Condensation Art in their hearts, they still had their eyes closed, but the darkness in front of them gradually began to disappear, and there were pictures one by one. the appearance of dots.

The weed man had already reached the previous stairs at this time, and the poisonous arrows from before were still scattered on the first step.

This time, the weed man did not stop. Taoist priest Qingyun controlled the weed man and stepped onto the steps of the stairs.

Just as he stepped on the steps, another round of poisonous arrows was fired, pricking the weed man completely.

After all, it was a weed man, so it had no consciousness, and poisonous arrows had no effect on it. Taoist priest Qingyun continued to control the weed man, and the weed man walked towards the second floor step by step.

Thousands of poisonous arrows pierced the Weedman's body, and the poison continued to drip from its body, but the Weedman still walked forward firmly.

It was not very fast, and it walked up to the second floor step by step under the rain of arrows.

Only when the weeds reached the stairs on the second floor, a group of masked men in black robes and carrying samurai swords had already ambushed here in advance.

Seeing the weed man, the masked men in black robes were also stunned. They never expected that the person coming up was actually a weed man.

The leader, holding his samurai sword high, didn't know whether to slash at the weed man.

At this moment, a pair of hands pushed the crowd away, and a wretched-looking man came to the front. After staring at the weeds for a long time, his face showed a look of shock, "No, a Feng Shui master is coming. Yes, we must find this Feng Shui master immediately and get rid of him!"

Fluent Japanese was spoken from the man's mouth, and he took out a compass from his arms. This compass was different from the compass used by Wang Xiaodao and the others.

Holding the compass with a very weird gesture, a chrysanthemum appeared on the man's other hand.

As he recited the incantation, the man suddenly slapped the anus on his compass.

Almost instantly, the compass emitted a rich black light. Seeing the black light appear, a trace of fanaticism flashed in the man's eyes, and then he smashed the compass directly on the weed man's body.

Almost at the moment when the compass hit the weed man, Fatty and the others immediately opened their eyes. Taoist priest Qingyun who was controlling the weed man took two steps back as if he had been hit hard.

"That man is probably the Feng Shui master among the Eight Jus. The badge he wears only has six chrysanthemums on it, which shows that he is still the most powerful master.

The weed man has borne all the traps on our behalf. We can go up directly now, but the warriors on the second floor are in trouble! "

Taoist priest Qingyun observed very carefully, so he was able to make a choice immediately.

The moment he finished speaking, there were countless black shadows walking on the roof.

The fat man saw this scene in his eyes and said with disdain, "I didn't expect that there are still samurai in Japan, and they are still samurai of the same lineage! They are just clowns in history, which is quite surprising. Very disgusting.

If we get entangled with them, we will lose more than we gain! "

As he said this angrily, the fat man suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow approaching him from the corner of his eye.

A ninja has quietly lurked over, ready to kill the fat man with a knife.

The three copper coins in his hand had just appeared, but a dagger stood in front of the fat man.

After taking a closer look, Fatty discovered that it was Qian Kun who was hiding in the darkness and took action in time to block the blow.

The ninja who failed to succeed quickly reacted by throwing a smoke bomb and then disappeared in the smoke.

When he appeared again, countless ninjas were already standing behind him, all in fighting postures.

Qian Kun came out of his hiding place, looked at these ninjas with cold eyes, and said to Fatty and the others: "Three comrades, just go ahead and do your thing, and leave these people to us.

They are just some Japanese ninjas who are not good enough and will never achieve anything! "

His voice was very soft, but full of fighting spirit.

As Qian Kun finished speaking, the soldiers who were hiding in the grass came out one after another. Each of them held an extremely sharp dagger in their hands.

The soldiers stood beside Qian Kun and looked at these ninjas coldly.

To deal with the Japanese bastards, the Chinese will always naturally superimpose BUFF.

Holding the daggers in their hands, the warriors were all high-spirited, staring at these tightly wrapped ninjas with only a pair of eyes exposed. They wanted to pounce on them and tear them apart in the next second.

The fat man patted Qian Kun on the shoulder and said, "Battle Commander Qian, I'll leave this to you!"

He looked at Taoist Priest Qingyun and the old smoker: "Now that they have been discovered, there is no need for us to hide anything. It is almost dawn, let's seize the time and solve it quickly!"

Taoist Priest Qingyun and Old Smoker had the same idea. After the three of them looked at each other, they rushed towards the factory in tacit agreement.

Qian Kun slowly pulled out the dagger.

The ninja on the opposite side seemed not to have expected the appearance of Qian Kun and others. The leading ninja kept saying something in Japanese, as if he wanted to talk to Qian Kun.

Qian Kun simply interrupted the other party's chirping, "You bastard, can you speak Chinese?"

The stunned ninja looked at Qian Kun, his eyes full of doubts. It was obvious that he did not understand Qian Kun's words at all.

"Fuck!"

Qian Kun spit out a mouthful of phlegm, ignored the ninjas, and waved his arms: "Brothers, do this!"

This kind of opportunity to fight Japanese people is rare. No, after hearing Qian Kun's words, the soldiers rushed forward one by one as if they had been given blood.

The Japanese ninjas also came forward, but their momentum was weaker from the beginning. In addition, the warriors had superb fighting skills. Even though they only held a dagger in their hands, it was stronger than the ninja's katana. It's much shorter, and they can still firmly hold the advantage in their own hands.

The soldiers fought almost life-threateningly, and everyone's fighting spirit became stronger and braver as they fought.

The ninjas who fought against them couldn't help but feel scared, and even wondered if these Chinese warriors were crazy.

Qian Kun led his men to suppress the group of ninjas in place. They bought enough time for Taoist Qingyun and the three of them to enter the factory without anyone blocking them. And went directly to the second floor.

All the ninjas here have been sent out.

The wretched man with a badge of six chrysanthemums on his body stood at the top of the stairs with his arms folded. He didn't seem surprised at all by the appearance of the three of them.

"You three are China's Feng Shui masters?"

Holding out his index finger provocatively towards the fat man and the others, the man spoke in blunt Chinese with a strong sense of ridicule in his tone.

"It's hard for you to use crappy magic to break into this place and become an enemy of our Baju faction. You are quite brave!"

The fat man spat at him: "Who do you think you are?
When it comes to Feng Shui, we in China are your ancestors.

You despicable grandsons who have betrayed your ancestors have no shame.

Ugly in appearance, beautiful in thought, it’s you!
Are you still your enemy?Are you worthy? "

The fat man took out three copper coins, then jumped up, "Fat man, I want to see how many punches you can take from me, you bastard!"

The man obviously didn't expect that there was a soldier among the three people. Looking at the fat man who jumped up, he quickly made strange handprints and then slapped it hard on the ground.

In an instant, the ground in front of the man immediately turned into a turbid quagmire, and then a ghost soldier wearing ancient armor and a ferocious face crawled out of the quagmire.

The faces of these ghost soldiers are completely like skeletons, and the armor on their bodies is also Japanese style.

The man was very proud of being able to summon so many ghost soldiers. He looked at the fat man as if he were looking at a dead man.

"I have signed a contract with the heroic souls of the seniors of our great empire. With the help of these senior heroic souls, you will all become the dead souls of my sword!"

Looking at the extremely arrogant man calmly, the fat man didn't take these things seriously at all.

He glanced at Lao Yangui and Taoist Priest Qingyun, and said with a sneer, "Leave this thing to me, you hurry up and find the guy behind the scenes!"

Taoist priest Qingyun and the old smoker didn't hesitate. After nodding, they quickly ran towards the inside of the factory.

Seeing this, the man wanted to stop him, but the fat man stopped in front of him, "Grandson, your opponent is me, Fatty!"
A mere shady soldier wants to kill the fat man, but if he doesn't give you any clues, you really think you are invincible! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura around Fatty suddenly increased sharply, and three copper coins floated from his hand, lingering around him.

His hands shone with a faint golden light, and complex spells were constantly flowing on his body.

"Grandson, you have to be lucky. Ever since I learned the three-coin fortune-telling technique from the director, I have never had the chance to truly exert its true power.

Today, let you try it! "

With golden light in his eyes, the fat man was faster and rushed into the group of Yin soldiers in an instant.

Seeing the fat man desperately rushing into the Yin soldiers, the smile on the man's face became even bigger. He couldn't wait to watch the scene where the Fat man was torn apart by the Yin soldiers!
(End of this chapter)