The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 76 Attacked
All the way eastward, Jiang Xin felt more and more that something was wrong.

Just like the situation in the first village, all the old people in the village were silent about what Jiang Xin inquired about, while those middle-aged people had no idea what Fengmen Village Jiang Xin was talking about.

According to the theory, this kind of weird village talk should be very popular in the village, but when it comes to the existence of 'Fengmen Village', things are extremely abnormal.

No matter how many villages they walked through, all the old people agreed that they didn't know the existence of Fengmen Village.

It's fine if it's just outsiders. These old people even hide it from the people in their own village. It seems that they are determined to make the word Fengmen Village disappear completely.

Fortunately, these old people don't seem to know how to use mobile phones. No matter how Jiang Xin was treated in the previous villages, the next village will start from scratch.

Gradually, Jiang Xin also learned to be smart.

He no longer tried to directly inquire about the existence of Fengmen Village, but made indirect remarks from the direction.

The goal of going east is too big. Along the way, Jiang Xin has found more than a dozen villages, large and small, old and new.

Some are aware of the existence of Fengmen Village, while others are completely bewildered.

The so-called old people become smart, these old people who have lived in the village for an unknown period of time have quick calculations in their minds, but no matter what, he can't compare with the development of outside routines.

With a few simple words, Jiang Xin obtained the relevant direction of Fengmen Village from the mouths of several village elders.

Mark the direction lines extending from several villages, and expand a few kilometers around the intersection point, and Jiang Xin can determine the initial search range at once.

Without much trimming, Jiang Xin pushed aside the bushes and grass, and headed towards the depths of the Taihang Mountain at high speed, but what he didn't realize at all was that an old man with some rickets also stepped into the Taihang Mountain.

At night, Jiang Xin, whose body was covered with invisible energy, rushed out of the jungle.

Among the lush mountains, a quiet village is located in it, as if forgotten by time, deep and remote.

"It should be here." After a little comparison of the distance and direction in his heart, Jiang Xin was overjoyed, moved his energy into his eyes, and looked towards the village below.

There was nothing abnormal, and there was no trace of qi in the whole village, just like an ordinary village that had been completely abandoned.

Complete preliminary confirmation, Jiang Xin stepped on a wooden board and floated directly down, slowly landing on the edge of the village.

Not long after, an old man appeared at the place where Jiang Xin was originally. Looking at Jiang Xin who had entered the village, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Invisibly, the energy of the heavens and the earth is drawn, and at the center of the deserted Fengmen Village, the power of ghosts and gods is attracted and gathered from the human world outside the Taihang Mountains.

At three moments, in the originally ordinary village, the power of ghosts and gods that ordinary people could not see directly condensed and turned into wisps of mist, bringing a sense of dampness.

In the village, some Fenghou Qimen were copied. Even if Jiang Xin could not dare to use them, she was much more sensitive to the changes in the situation than before. Before the fog completely lifted, Jiang Xin realized some changes that she didn't know about. It happened, but he was powerless to stop it. He could only watch the entire Fengmen Village being covered in fog.

Although the mist flutters in the air like strands of thin veil, it gives people a damp, oppressive, and gloomy feeling. Through this mist, the originally clearly visible houses become more and more hazy, looming.

Jiang Xin didn't try to look back to find the way, it was obviously different.

At the first sight of Jiang Xin on the mountain, he really thought that the layout of the village was intentional and used the Qimen Dunjia formation, but he dared to come in because there was no formation or qi at that time.

I don't know why the battle has started now, and if I want to stay away from it, I'm afraid it's a dream.

Unlike Wang Ye's kind of Taoist priest who has been cultivating sex on the mountain for many years, Jiang Xin knows very little about Taoism, and only understands the basics of Qimen. I learned about it with interest when I was studying mathematics in my previous life.

After 9 steps forward, Jiang Xin came to a fork in the road, took a step to the left, and when he turned back again, the street scene on the right was completely different from what he was just now, and it was not where he was just now.

"Sure enough." Jiang Xin sighed in his heart, and sat down cross-legged: "It's hopeless, just wait for death."

With his eyes slightly closed, Jiang Xin dissipated the other abilities that had been maintained in his body, and transformed his energy flow into the original image. During the circulation of Yuan Qi, Jiang Xin's whole person became a little unsteady.

In the mist, wisps of fine Yuan Qi seeped out from the pores in the heart of the river, turning into strands and connecting with the ubiquitous mist.

Yuan Qi was floating, mist was rippling, and Jiang Xin's whole body seemed to radiate out. In a state of concentration, he used human power to shake one side of the pattern.

"This is the method of the Jiang family!?"

On a hilltop outside the formation, watching Jiang Xin turn the fog in an area into his own use, the old man's face suddenly became serious: "The people in that family are still alive?"

The corner of his mouth twitched twice, and the old man stretched out his hand to grab it out of thin air. The invisible power of ghosts and gods gathered, and a face with extremely abstract lines was condensed, and he put it on his face: "The old man is not here, just to bully you, little boy!" of."

After the facial makeup was completed, wisps of black energy spread, and after a while, the clothes of the old man became weird, gloomy and cold. The next moment, a voice that did not resemble human language sang, and ghosts and gods gathered.

In the formation, the divine power was disturbed, and the originally calm mist became more violent, breaking free from Yuan Qi's control in an instant, and Jiang Xin was also startled out of the state of sedation under the backlash.

Looking at the thick fog rolling like a tidal vortex, Jiang Xin was not only not afraid, but instead laughed: "Hahaha, I just said, how could it be such a coincidence. Senior, can you come out and see me!"

"I see you big-headed ghost, let me take care of it before you talk." The old man muttered in his heart, and the speed of his speech became more and more rapid, and even the fog below became extremely fierce.

In an instant, the mist that was harmless to humans and animals condensed and roared, rolling Jiang Xin into it like a sharp steel knife.

"Really?!!!" There was a tingling sensation on the skin, and Jiang Xin's complexion suddenly collapsed, Yuan Qi circulated, and the four colors of gold, purple, blue, and white penetrated, protecting Jiang Xin in it.

"Sure enough, it's this kind of move again." Seeing Jiang Xin wrapped in the four-color halo, the old man shook his head, but grinned again: "But you little bastard, compared with those elders in your family, your methods are immature I don't know how much."

With a dance of his hand, the mist below changed again.

In the storm-like offensive, a sense of cotton and softness gradually evolved, and under the invisible pressure, the four-color qi light on Jiang Xin's body was gradually reduced to nothing.

(End of this chapter)