Master of the city

"What array? The legendary one? " Zhang Fan's voice is full of surprise, which makes Ma Zhiyuan nervous.

"It's not clear." Zhang Fan took off his coat, tied a sleeve to his belt, and threw the other end to Ma Zhiyuan. "The fog is getting bigger and bigger. You should not lose this dress. If you lose it here, you may not be able to find it all your life."

Open the bag, Zhang Fan looked inside, but did not find any useful geomantic props, just took out two copper coins.

"Open your mouth and press this under your tongue." Zhang fanphen asked, raised his hand to put a copper coin into Ma Zhiyuan's mouth. Then he squeezed another one and put it in Shen Xiaoman's mouth.

Well, no, why is this mouth vertical? Zhang Fan didn't put it in twice. He felt as if Shen Xiaoman had crossed his head. Subconsciously, he touched the side. Instead of touching his nose and lips, he felt a mass of soft meat across the cloth.

"Ah, brother Zhang, where are you going to touch?"

A scream, followed by Zhang Fan's hand was a small hand to open, copper money fell into the fog, disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

However, Zhang Fan did not care about copper money at this time, and only two words were left in his mind - embarrassment.

It's really embarrassing. Because of the visual distortion, Zhang Fan's action of inserting copper coin is not accurate. The place he just put it in is not the girl's mouth, but the exaggerated business line. As for what you touch behind you, do you still need to ask? This red fruit is welfare. Well, no, welfare what welfare, sin, sin.

After an apology, Zhang Fan touched a copper coin again and asked the girl to reach for it. He pressed it under his tongue, and then took the two people to explore in the thick fog step by step.

This environment is the most disturbing.

In the usual maze, you can also use the compass to determine the position or something. This place is full of evil spirit, and the compass can't be used at all. When you take it out, it's just the pointer spinning around. You can only Wade with your feet first. Fortunately, the terrain here is similar to that of the previous hillside. It's flat, and there are no rocks. It's safer to walk around.

"Jingle!"

After walking for about ten minutes, Zhang Fan suddenly kicked something at his feet. After that thing flew out, there was a clear sound of gold and stone. Zhang Fan's face moved slightly, showing a "sure" expression.

Although he didn't see it, the feeling on his feet told him that what he just kicked was a small metal disc - copper coin!

Maybe, this is the one that just flew by the little girl?

Although they just walked not fast, they were not very slow. If it was the copper coin that was photographed, it only means that they were always spinning around in the same place.

"This can't be Zhuge Liang's eight array diagram. One is spinning around." Ma Zhiyuan also heard something strange from that sound, scratching his head and muttering.

"Eight arrays? What do you say about the eight array diagram? " Inadvertently, Zhang Fan's eyes brightened.

Before they came in, the double locust trees were in the southwest of the whole hillside plain. If it's the opposite of withering and flourishing here and outside, isn't the pair of locust trees in the northeast of this space?

Zhuge Liang's eight array painting is also recorded in Yang Gong Mi Lu.

The land of northeast is Gen residence, Gen people are mountains, mountains and rivers are cloud formation. Yunchui array is the combination of six arrays of eight arrays and 24 arrays. This array is the gate of great evil.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan was afraid. Maybe the three of them are lucky. They didn't trigger the attack and kill in the array. Otherwise, they would have died if they couldn't come back.

It covers three parts of the country and is named eight array.

Zhuge Kongming's eight battle plan is famous for its stone soldiers blocking the 100000 troops of the eastern Wu Dynasty. However, in contrast, this kind of over famous array, such as Yang jiuqiong's fengshui, how can we not study it?

"Walk according to the number of steps I said, not just the distance from me, as long as the number of steps is right. Left three, right two, front four, back eight... "

Zhang Fan took the lead and reported the next steps every few steps. When he took the last step according to the step of taking off the array, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear. They were in a hillside clearing that was almost the same as the outside, but in the opposite direction. And they are now seven or eight steps in front of the two locust trees.

"Look, Xiao Zhang! Look over there Zhang Fan is still looking around the environment, Ma Zhiyuan suddenly pointed to the distance and yelled out.

Zhang Fan looked in the direction he pointed out and saw a group of people lying in the middle of the hillside open space. The whole space is like a cloudy day. Although it's not bright, you can see things clearly. Isn't that kind of grass green clothes that soldiers wear as camouflage training clothes?

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to speak, Ma Zhiyuan, who was full of joy, walked towards the group of soldiers with great strides.

However, just take the first step, the original calm hillside open space suddenly strong wind, eyes everywhere is a pair of sand and stone scene.Zhang Fan has opened his mouth to stop Ma Zhiyuan. As a result, his mouth is covered with dust and gravel, and his throat is hurt. Then he is blown flat by the strong wind and turns over. After stabilizing himself, Zhang Fan finds that he is back in the heavy fog.

It hurts! Ma Zhiyuan, you are so big, can't you calm down? Think it's OK to get out of the fog? That's good. It's blown back.

Just successfully went out, indicating that the fog area here is the cloud hanging array in the eight array map. As for the gust of wind outside, needless to say, it must be the gust of the sun palace in the southeast. Zhang Fan doesn't worry that he can't get out of these two formations. What he's afraid of is that he's separated from Ma Zhiyuan and Shen Xiaoman.

The eight array diagram is very mysterious. If he goes out of the array alone and the two people are trapped inside, he may not be able to see the people inside and communicate with them. How to determine the location for them to rescue is a big problem.

"Brother Zhang, are you still there?"

Fortunately, when Zhang Fan was extremely worried, Shen Xiaoman's voice came from the fog around him.

"Xiaoman, are you ok?" Zhang Fan felt the coat tied on his belt was pulled a few times. After walking two steps along the coat, he saw Shen Xiaoman kneeling on the ground.

I don't know when, the other sleeve of the coat is tied to Shen Xiaoman's left wrist. She doesn't separate from Zhang Fan. It's all about this. Shen Xiaoman's right hand was stained with a lot of blood, and a nail was lifted directly. At this time, the little girl is holding her head high and looking at Zhang Fan with tears on her face.

There is a man lying on the ground beside Shen Xiaoman. It is Ma Zhiyuan. There are several fingerprints on his wrist, and several places scratched by his fingernails are bleeding. Obviously, Ma Zhiyuan didn't fall out of sight because Shen Xiaoman grabbed his wrist so hard that the little girl's nails were lifted.

But that's not the point. The most important thing is that there is a full foot long wound on Ma Zhiyuan's chest.

"Brother Zhang, look at Uncle ma. Will he die?" Shen Xiaoman was obviously frightened. She had never seen anyone hurt so badly.

"Don't worry, I'll see." Zhang Fan's brow is wrinkled tightly. Sure enough, there is a price to be paid for rashly advancing in the eight array diagram.

Ma Zhiyuan's chest looks like it was cut by something very sharp. The incision is very neat and smooth. Fortunately, at the same time, his body was blown upside down by the strong wind. Although the bloodstain was frightening, it was not deep. The only thing Zhang Fan couldn't understand was that Ma Zhiyuan's eyes were closed and he was in a coma.

It is reasonable to say that as a soldier, he can't bear the pain.

Maybe he walked out of the cloud hanging array once, or maybe he was on the edge of the cloud hanging array. Zhang Fan found that the effect of visual distortion was gone, which was really unfortunate.

This kind of silver needle must be taken with you. Zhang Fan stabbed some acupoints near the wound with Zhen, and the amount of bleeding was controlled. It is estimated that the blood of the wound will coagulate soon.

Seeing Ma Zhiyuan still not awake, Zhang Fan checked his head and found a big bump on the back of his head. Obviously, when the goods were overturned, his head must have hit a stone.

"I deserve it. Let you run away." Zhang Fan silently compares Ma Zhiyuan with his middle finger, and then inserts silver needles into several acupoints on his head to help him disperse blood stasis and wake up.

"Hiss --" as soon as he put the third needle in, Zhang Fan heard a voice of pumping cold air around him. He turned his head and saw that Shen Xiaoman didn't know when he touched a silver needle and was pricking his bloody right hand.

Acupuncture and moxibustion is a technical work. It needs to find the right acupoint to prick it down so that it doesn't hurt or bleed. She pricks it blindly, and the result is that her two big eyes are watery.

"Silly girl, what are you doing?"

Zhang Fan, angry and funny, pulled out the silver needle from the girl's hand, and a drop of blood came out of the pinhole.

"I, my hand hurts..." Shen Xiaoman said a word, but Zhang Fan always feel her eyes strange, hand pain on the needle? I remember I said that I couldn't prick the needle to stop the pain.

"Tell me next time, don't mess with yourself." Zhang Fan pricked a few needles on the acupoints of the little girl to relieve the pain, and the little girl suddenly took a breath, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

Wait a minute. Why do you look satisfied? Zhang Fan scratched his head again. It was the first time that he saw this kind of expression on his face.

Acupuncture combined with Zhenqi massage, the big bag on Ma Zhiyuan's head soon disappeared, and then Zhang Fan's two very impolite slaps woke him up.

It's not brother fan who is rude, but time. I really can't afford to delay it.