Inscription of Different Cases

"A-Lang--!"

He Yijiu pounced with all his strength, but was still a step behind.Hearing the ghost howl in mid-air, its body entangled Han Lang tightly, and in the blink of an eye, it flew away with him far away.A group of people tried to catch up, when suddenly a gust of wind hit their faces, blowing through the meridians of the whole body from head to toe in an instant, and when they moved a little, they felt that their limbs were as heavy as ice, and like countless thin needles like ox hair, piercing their hearts. pain.

Those arresters didn't have much internal strength, and when they were blown by the evil wind of this evil ghost, they wailed again and again, and couldn't get up for a long time.Only He Yijiu broke free from the restraint after a yell, and pursued with all his strength.However, where is the half figure left in front of him?Only the dense drizzle continued to scatter, pouring the sky and the earth into a gray, like a white misty dawn.

"Fuck it!"

He Yijiu cursed loudly, and immediately chased after him. He couldn't listen to the cries of the people behind him, and he only thought about Han Lang being robbed, and he had to save people immediately.In an instant, he rushed out several tens of feet. At this moment, he slowed down a bit, wanting to listen to the movement in the forest by himself.There seemed to be fighting sounds coming from a distant place, and he faintly heard Han Lang yelling and cursing, but as he accelerated towards the direction of the sound, those movements became farther and farther away, and could not be heard within a moment.

When He Yijiu chased him to the place, Han Lang had disappeared, he must have been hijacked by that evil spirit and gone somewhere.He Yijiu seemed to be poured over his head by a basin of cold water, his whole body was chilling, but his eyes were burning with raging anger.He only hated himself for being negligent, which caused Han Lang to be kidnapped by ghosts, and he didn't even know where to chase after him.

Where is the evil spirit that can take away the extraordinary martial arts Han Lang without any effort, and it only takes a breath of Yin Qi to stop his steps and delay the time to save people?He Yijiu was so angry that he just wanted to scold his mother, if that evil spirit was unrighteous to Han Lang, even if it only hurt a strand of his hair, he would tear it into pieces and send him to the eighteenth floor of hell!

He had confidence in Han Lang. He hadn't experienced any hardships during the investigation before, and the gate of hell had been turned around a few times. This evil ghost should not be able to do anything to him in a short time.But it's definitely not good if it drags on for a long time, not to mention that I don't know why the evil spirit arrested him. There were so many people here just now, and they were quite weak. Why did they only pick Han Lang?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, he forced himself to run straight to the treetops, scrambling left and right among the trees, looking around.I can't wait to have wings on my back, and rush to Han Lang's side in the next moment.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dense raindrops made people feel cold.There was no one in the woods, let alone a ghost. He Yijiu ran wildly for an hour, and now his eyes were red with anxiety, and he was panting heavily like a bellows in his throat.The rain hat also ran away, and the coir raincoat on her body had long been in the way, so she didn't know where to throw it.Now his whole body was drenched by the heavy rain, his feet were covered with mud, his hair was limp by his face like frosted leaves, and the rain was dripping down.He stopped beside a giant tree, and there was still no sign of Han Lang around. Could it be that he was really taken out of the forest by that evil spirit and hid?

The world is so big, and the opponent is not human. If you want to find Han Lang again, wouldn't it be like finding a needle in a haystack?

"Bastard!"

After he finished cursing this sentence, his throat felt extremely burning, and there was even a sweet smell.Just now I ran for a long time, and I was out of breath. Now when I stop, I feel a cloud of whiteness in front of my eyes, which is completely exhausted physically and mentally.

How to do?

He faintly felt another burst of scorching heat in his dantian, exactly the same as when he was locked in the fermenting pond.

Could it be...

If you rely on it, there is hope to find Han Lang.But... But this thing just woke up recently, if he can't control it, wouldn't he lose his humanity from now on?

I still remember that when I was a child, my mother warned him in every possible way: forget his impure blood, and just live as an ordinary person.But he has never been ordinary. He has a pair of eye-catching blue eyes and is born with supernatural power.He never told others about the origin of these talents, and when he met the dead old man later, he didn't tell anyone when he beat him up with sticks.Even with Han Lang now, he still hasn't been able to speak...

He gritted his teeth again, secretly suppressing the heat back.There was a tingling feeling between the hands and feet, and the skin on the face was also tense, as if something was about to pop out, and now it slowly morphed and disappeared.

The rain has stopped now, and the sky gradually reveals a thin light.Just as He Yijiu was worrying about where to go next, the leaves above his head suddenly rustled without wind.He stopped walking, and saw a Taoist priest in fluttering white clothes suddenly falling down in front of him, and said with a smile to himself: "Ha! The poor Taoist has been looking for you for a long time, so you are hiding here!"

He Yijiu's heart is in a bad mood, because this person's martial arts must be no less than his own, or he has learned some weird secret techniques, otherwise, how could he walk up to him without arousing his awareness at all?He had never seen this Taoist priest before. He had a pair of slanted eyes and a strange face, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.His intuition told him that this person had something to do with Han Lang's disappearance, and if that was the case, then he would have to do it even if the emperor was standing in front of him.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

Although he asked this question, he was already ready for the challenge.

The other party still smiled unhurriedly, pulled out a few pieces of yellow talisman paper from his sleeve, and shook it in front of him a few times: "It's nothing, just looking at you. Oh, yes, we met for the first time in Shimorano Mountain Ryu Disciple Shen Minggui has not converted to Sanqing, but he likes to call himself poor."

He Yijiu frowned: "Stop talking nonsense, if you have something to say, don't get in my way."

"Oh, what a fierce, fierce beast." Shen Minggui unfolded the five talisman papers one by one and held them in his hands, placing them next to his face like a folding fan and shaking them, "I can smell the fishy smell on your body from a long distance away, tsk tsk , smelly and fierce."

"Grandma, who are you calling a beast!"

If he didn't feel that this person had something to do with Han Lang, He Yijiu would have rushed to smash his smug mouth.At this moment, he was still standing still, because he didn't dare to shoot rashly, and because he always felt that the other party's words had puns, which made his heart skip a beat, and even gave birth to some rare feelings of panic for no reason.

"Look at your flustered look, it's very pitiful, you must be getting angry because of the little brother of the Han family, right?" Shen Minggui smiled, seeing He Yijiu's expression froze, and then he gritted his teeth, he laughed even more joyfully stand up.

"You took Han Lang away?"

Shen Minggui blinked, his expression seemed to be looking at a fish trapped in a fishing net: "Your Excellency thinks, is it...or isn't it?"

He Yijiu was fed up with playing word games with him, the thought of "find Han Lang" had already overwhelmed all his thoughts and rationality, he immediately yelled, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed Shen Minggui's throat.As long as he catches this crazy Taoist priest and tortures him severely, he will not dare to hide Han Lang's whereabouts again.Only, only-

He couldn't move, as if a gigantic boulder had crushed the sky and covered the sky, he couldn't move, he couldn't even move a finger!

Shen Minggui continued to fan himself with the talisman paper, and looked up and down at He Yijiu who was behaving strangely.He stepped forward with one leg, split his palms outward, and opened his eyes angrily, but he couldn't move his whole body, couldn't speak, and couldn't even turn his eyeballs.This situation made Shen Minggui laugh as if he was watching a juggler in a theater, clapping his hands and saying: "You were quite arrogant just now, why didn't you move? Could it be that you are afraid of the poor?"

He Yijiu couldn't move his eyes, his whole body seemed to be tightly bound in an invisible mold, no matter how much he cursed and shouted in his heart, no matter how hard he forced his body to struggle, it had no effect.He managed to glance at the ground from the corner of his eye, and a corner of the talisman paper was faintly visible on the edge of the fallen leaves under his feet, but he couldn't see it behind him, so it must be the same arrangement.It turned out that the talisman in the opponent's hand was just a cover, and I had unknowingly stepped into the trap set by him!

Shen Minggui laughed quite unnecessarily, walked around the stiff and immobile He Yijiu as if admiring, and sighed: "Three talismans, hahahaha, three talismans can calm down you little bastard, master will definitely help you!" I’m good at praising my skills! It’s your fault too, for wasting this god-given cultivation for nothing, ordinary people can still make a few bucks here, and you, you can just stand there and be fooled by me.”

Although He Yijiu couldn't move his body, his mind was spinning fast.He has heard of Huangshanliu, it is a very tricky sect of celestial masters, because it has learned the art of controlling ghosts, it has a bad reputation among its peers, and some people even call it an evil sect.But although Huangshanliu's technique is not authentic, it strictly abides by the duty of a celestial master, does not hurt or harm people, only catches demons and ghosts, and seems to have done a lot of good things for the people.

If he was really an ordinary person, he could still use the rules to blackmail the other party and force him to let him go.But he himself... Alas, he was really caught. Looking at the spell used by this fake bull-nosed man, he knew that he couldn't lock people, but he could lock him.This Shen Minggui obviously came prepared, let alone asking about Han Lang's whereabouts at this moment, if he didn't risk his life to fight this fake bull nose, it might be difficult to even escape.

Let's accumulate strength for the time being, wait and see what happens, and see what this fellow wants to do.

Shen Minggui is indeed a nervous talker, right now He Yijiu can't make a sound, nor can he show his expression.Although Shen Minggui didn't know what the other party was thinking, he was particularly happy to enjoy this process of casually bullying the other party.He walked around He Yijiu and said with a smile: "Are you thinking about your little brother Han? I looked for him a few days ago, but he was not at home, and he was caught by a street gangster." I caught up with you. Speaking of which, I smelled you from Brother Han's room at that time, and you smelled like a beast."

As he said that, he leisurely walked forward, twisted a lock of He Yijiu's wet hair and put it in front of his nose for a sniff, and then made a retching expression: "It really stinks, it really stinks , It’s hard for Brother Han, such a handsome young man, to be with a stinking beast like you.”

He Yijiu was anxious and angry, annoyed that this guy didn't hold back his mouth, and really wanted to slap him to pieces; what was anxious was that he had lived for nearly 30 years, and no one had ever noticed his identity, even he himself had often passed away. Forget it, now that this fake Taoist priest has pointed it out, he can't help but lose his sense of control, not knowing what will happen next.

Shen Minggui stopped talking while talking, and met his eyes.He Yijiu could only see the coldness in his eyes, which was hidden behind his smile, which made one's hair stand on end.

"You said, such a good opportunity, what can I do for you?"

He Yijiu still couldn't move, his face was so angry that the veins appeared, but he was forced back by the spell.He felt this anger running left and right in his body, unable to vent, and finally got into the meridians.His dantian became hot again, and his spine seemed to be on fire. He faintly felt sweat oozing from his back, and then his calf began to tremble slightly. This slight movement did not attract Shen Minggui's attention, but He Yijiu knew it well. Find out what that means—the spell is wearing off.

Breaking free is only a matter of time.

"Oh, by the way, you must want to know where the little brother of the Han family has gone, right?"

He Yijiu wanted to say "I think", and even more wanted to stretch out his hand and cut this bitch's neck, but he could only think about it.

Shen Minggui liked his demeanor, and after staring at him for a long time, he lazily said: "That ghost was raised by a poor Taoist, but the poor Taoist has no intention of harming Brother Han, the master wants to talk to him a few words, wait for what needs to be said After all is said and done, I will send the person back intact."

Speaking of this, he felt that He Yijiu might be secretly relieved, but couldn't help but turn his words around: "However, whether he will recognize you or not is another matter."

He Yijiu's heart beat wildly, what did he mean?What does it mean not to recognize me?Could it be...Could it be that they told Han Lang about their affairs, and Han Lang would feel that he was in danger because he had been hiding something from him, so he broke off this relationship with him from then on.This is the greatest possibility, but what good does it do for this false celestial master? -- No, it shouldn't be possible.It was because I was thinking too much, they should have other purposes in looking for Han Lang...

He had just chased him down, and he managed to connect with each other, so why did these bastards deliberately stir up the muddy water?

For a while, cold sweat flowed down, but the meridians were scorching hot, and He Yijiu felt his fists began to tremble slightly.It's almost there, it's almost there, hold on for a while, and when you break through the shackles, you will definitely make this fellow regret everything you have done!

Shen Minggui probably said he was addicted, the more he watched He Yijiu suffer, the happier he felt.He didn't like those blood-splattered things, and felt that he was not in a hurry to kill this beast, but to humiliate him, ridicule him, and laugh at him.Shen Minggui had long forgotten what his duty was, and was completely obsessed with his bad taste.

"It's better, Pindao will accept you." With a frivolous tone, he tore off a yellow talisman in his hand, and approached He Yijiu's neck cautiously as if lighting a wick with a torch.It was just a thin piece of paper, but as soon as the tip touched He Yijiu, his flesh immediately sizzled, blistered instantly, turned black, and a finger-sized burn appeared.

He Yijiu was in unbearable pain, but Shen Minggui laughed like he was watching a scene: "You are much better than the fierce and angry ghost that Pindao saw two days ago, at least you don't need to kill your body first to get your soul That's enough, how about it?"

"The poor will not treat you badly."

The talisman paper in his hand moved down slowly, the tip was less than half an inch away from He Yijiu's skin.Intangible fear is the deadliest thing, He Yijiu has no idea when he will cover the entire talisman paper, it all depends on the mood of the other party.At this moment, Shen Minggui's hand had already dropped to his waist, he suddenly paused, picked up something from the side of his belt, and brought it up to his eyes for a closer look.

"Oh, Jinsiyu, is it still engraved with Liuyun Baifu?" He narrowed his eyes and smiled inexplicably, "It's just a few dozen taels in the jade shop, so it's hard for Brother Han. I'm not good at learning art, and I don't want to write a few talismans to make a magic weapon, so I gave it away like this."

"It's useless anyway, why don't you throw it away for me?"

He untied it casually, and the silk thread tied around He Yijiu's waist broke in two.A small jade pendant, but the size of a palm, he pinched it in his hand and looked at it for a few times, and was about to crush it with his palm, but unexpectedly, his undefended back was completely exposed in front of He Yijiu.

Suddenly, a strong wind shook the sky and shook the sky, Shen Minggui's eyes blurred, his shoulders were torn apart by a huge force, and the jade pendant in his hand flew out.This move was completely unexpected to him. He thought that with He Yijiu's ability, a few talisman papers could completely hold him back, but he didn't expect, he didn't expect...

A beast's roar sounded like a thunderbolt, shaking the whole forest, birds flying, and beasts humming.In astonishment, Shen Minggui only looked at a pair of giant blue eyes, staring like copper bells, and the bloody teeth below were like knives, whistling from top to bottom--