Great Fengshui Master Huadu Happy

"Yi'er, wake up!" Gao Yang saw that Han Yi was scratched by his own corpse and slashed at him with a knife without knowing the pain. His heart ached and he dodged to the side while yelling.

The damned flute player, if I let myself catch him, I'll tear his bones out.

On the other side, Long Xiangru's petite figure shuttled through the woods, eyes looking around in the darkness, looking for the flute player.

But the sound of the flute is erratic, it seems to be in the ear, and it is far away in the sky, making it difficult to grasp its exact location.

Long Xiangru trotted all the way, searching in the woods, almost found most of the woods, but did not see anyone.When she was feeling puzzled and a little lost, suddenly there was a rustling sound from the tree beside her. The sound was so subtle that it was hard to detect under the cover of the sound of the flute.But Long Xiangru was sensitive to six senses, even though the voice was small, it couldn't escape her ears.

Before he had time to raise his head, there was a sound of wind above his head, without even thinking about it, Long Xiangru lifted his footsteps and dodged to the side.

The moment she stood still, there was a "bang" on the ground, and she didn't stand until something fell on it.

Turning his head, he saw that a stone as thick as a single person's arms fell on the ground, smashing the ground into a big hole.

After the stone fell to the ground, it made a "puff one by one" sound and turned into mist. In the mist, a talisman paper fell to the ground.

"Onmyoji's puppet spell?" Long Xiangru was well-informed, and when he saw the talisman paper transformed from the stone, he squinted his eyes and called out.

The so-called puppet spell is a low-level spell that transforms talisman paper into stones, wooden sticks and other small and large attack tools to attack and cause unexpected damage to the enemy.

But because this kind of spell is low-level, it is generally only used by low-level onmyojis. The stone transformed from the talisman paper is much weaker than the real stone, and the attack is far from enough. At most, it can only be used for plotting.In addition, this kind of spell is very difficult to draw, and low-level onmyojis do not have enough mental strength to draw it.Generally, it is drawn by high-level onmyojis and handed over to low-level onmyojis for spells.

The talisman floated on the ground, Long Xiangru just tiptoed, without raising his head, he stretched out his arms and hugged the tree trunk, sprinted a few times, and climbed up the tree like a monkey.

In the process of climbing, a few more stones fell from above, but she avoided them all.

When I went up to the tree trunk, I saw two young onmyojis aged seventeen or eighteen hiding behind the leaves, chanting mantras with amulets in their hands. When they saw Long Xiangru coming up, they were shocked and opened their mouths wide. Forget all languages.

Long Xiangru's pretty face turned cold, she reached out and grabbed their collars one by one, and threw them down the tree.

Onmyoji has always been strong in attack and low in defense. Once someone gets close, it is a dead end, let alone this low-level little Onmyoji?

How could the two of them stand up to Long Xiangru's heavy hand?It was thrown from the tree, like two kites with broken strings, and fell to the ground fiercely.

There were two muffled "bang bang", and the two fell to the ground.

Long Xiangru's body lightened, he hung on the branches with his hands, and landed lightly on the ground.

The two little onmyojis fell to the ground and screamed in pain. They got up in embarrassment and wanted to run, but Long Xiangru grabbed each of them by the collar and shouted coldly: "If you don't want to die, don't move."

Her voice was cold, and with Zecai's exposed hands, the two little onmyojis were already paralyzed with fright. They dared not move after hearing her words, and hurriedly waved their hands and shouted: "Forgive, forgive, it's none of our business!" It's a matter of ",..."

"People from the Gao family?" Long Xiangru frowned when he heard what they said.

Unexpectedly, these people are from the Gao family?

In Japan, only the Gao family's onmyojis are Chinese, and they are the only ones who can speak Chinese. The Chinese dialect of these two young onmyojis is very pure, and it looks like they are from the Gao family.

"Take me to find the flute player." Long Xiangru's voice sank, ignored their begging for mercy, kicked one of them, and said coldly.

"This..." The two onmyojis hesitated for a moment, glanced at each other, and did not answer.

Seeing that they didn't respond, Long Xiangru loosened his left hand, let go of the little onmyoji on the left, then turned his hand, grabbed his hand, twisted it, twisted his hand behind his back, and let out a "heh ......, a crisp sound.

"Hey, hello!" the little onmyoji yelled, tilting his head, tears were about to fall from the pain, nodded hurriedly: "I'll take you there, I'll take you there..."

"Let's go..." Long Xiangru let go of him, gave him a hand, and the three of them walked deeper into the woods.

The night became thicker, and the sound of the flute became more and more clear and melodious in the fog, and the sound in the night sky was terrifying.

"Yi'er, stop."

Gao Yang was entangled with Han Yi, Han Yi held a knife in his hand, and slashed at Gao Yang desperately, Gao Yang retreated step by step, but he couldn't hurt her.

Several times Gao Yang wanted to just knock her out and take her back, but after Han Yiliu's fear curse was activated, he became very crazy, not afraid of pain, unconscious, and even his strength was terribly large. Almost like myself.

Every time she attacked, Gao Yang could hear the whistling of the wind, and that kind of momentum was completely desperate.There is no room for it.

Seeing that going on like this is not an option, if Long Xiangru doesn't find the person who controls Han Yi, no matter how good and strong he is, he will be exhausted to death by Han Yi.

While backing away, Gao Yang thought of a way.

Han Yi pressed on Gao Yang step by step, accidentally tripped his foot on a tree branch, and fell to the ground.

"Yi'er." Subconsciously, Gao Yang reached out to pull her.

But the hand was stretched out, and Han Yi stood up straight, and with a slash of the knife, a cut was made in his hand.

The tearing pain came from the hand, and the blood slid down the arm and fell to the ground.

Gao Yang was startled, and before he had time to see how deeply he was hurt, Han Yi's knife struck again.

Your uncle, why hasn't Long Xiangru been found for so long?Gao Yang cursed secretly in his heart, and took a step back to avoid Han Yi's knife.

After Gao Yang avoided it, the sound of the flute paused for a while, then the sound suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound around.

Han Yi, who was chasing Gao Yang, stepped forward and froze in place, like a puppet, with his eyes open, and with the disappearance of the flute, he stood still on the spot.

It seems that Long Xiangru has done it.Gao Yang was overjoyed and wanted to go forward and beat Han Yi unconscious.

When he walked in front of Han Yi, the sound of the flute that had disappeared suddenly sounded again, the sound was sharp and piercing, not as gentle as before, as if it was about to tear everything apart, it went straight to Yunxiao.Only one sound.The long and dry monotone resounded sharply in the woods, high-pitched and abrupt.

"Oops." Gao Yang yelled secretly, and before he had time to stop his feet, he saw Han Yi, who hadn't responded, suddenly turned his hand quickly again, holding a knife and slashing towards the back of his neck.

This move was very hasty, Gao Yang didn't expect it at all, he was caught off guard, so he had to lower his body and dodge down.

But he had already walked in front of Han Yi, Han Yi's hand was opened in a semicircle, and the knife was cut back to close his hand. Gao Yang fell short, the knife cut empty, and slashed towards his neck.

"Yi'er." Gao Yang was startled, and quickly reached out to grab her hand.

But her hand movements were very fast, and Gao Yang caught the air by a hair's breadth.

Immediately, he almost emptied his heart, as if he had seen the scene of Han Yi's blood splattered on the spot, and the mood at that moment made his heart feel like a knife.

There was no time to shout, no time to reach out, no time to even open his mouth, the knife was in front of Han Yi.

But just at the moment when the flute sounded high-pitched, a broken sound suddenly appeared, and then disappeared again, without any sound.

Han Yi's hand stopped stiffly, and the knife had already touched her neck, cutting out a thin line of blood, which dripped down from her neck and dripped onto her clothes.

"Yi'er." Gao Yang used all his strength to find his own voice, yelled frantically, rushed up to break her hand, and threw the knife on the ground.

Han Yi didn't think of the sound of the flute anymore, his body went limp and he slid down to the ground.Gao Yang quickly hugged her, looked at the blood on her neck, and clenched his teeth tightly.

The man who manipulated Chanyi must die!

Then he saw Han Yi slashing his neck with a knife, and his heart almost stopped. This feeling made him very angry, and his anger burned instantly, and he squeezed "giggle" with his fingers. His face turned livid.

After tearing off his clothes, he carefully bandaged Han Yi's neck.

Fortunately, it was just a small blood seam, nothing serious.

Long Xiangru came back soon, and walked out of the forest with three people.

Gao Yang turned his head and saw a middle-aged onmyoji in her thirties, with splayed eyebrows and wearing a black yin-yang suit, in her hand, his eyes narrowed dangerously immediately.

"It's him." Han Yi brought him in front of Gao Yang and said.

The two little onmyojis stood aside timidly, their expressions of fear on their faces.

Gao Yang grabbed the knife that Han Yi dropped from the ground, and walked towards the middle-aged Onmyoji.Every step he took was very hard, and the sound of footsteps resounded in the woods, very loud, coupled with his murderous expression, made the heart of the middle-aged onmyoji tremble.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, it's none of my business, I was instructed by others." Seeing Gao Yang's appearance, the middle-aged Onmyoji's feet softened, and he knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy.

"These three are idiots. When I found him, he was about to run away." Long Xiangru was also startled by the killing intent in Gao Yang's eyes, and said something to the middle-aged onmyoji who was kneeling on the ground.

"Who ordered you?" Gao Yang strode up to the middle-aged Onmyoji, kicked him to the ground, put the knife on his neck, and asked in a cold voice. (to be continued)