Inscription of Different Cases

The black mist dissipated, Han Lang knelt down, and the rest of the guards rushed forward to hold him down.Master Han watched all this with cold eyes, and instructed someone to pick up Han Lang's hair and pull his face to face him.

"Where did you learn this spell?"

Han Lang remained silent.

Master Han sneered, nodded slightly, and the guard slapped Han Lang on the face: "Master asked you something!"

This bunch of bullshit things.Han Lang cursed in his heart, squinted at Master Han, and said coldly, "Where's He Yijiu?"

"Let me just say it straight, Han Lang, who do you think you're talking to? That shameless scum who fascinated you? I told you earlier that if you want him to live, it's best not to talk to me." play tricks."

Han Lang remained silent, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva.He has made up his mind that he wants to fight this dead old man to the end. He has suffered enough grievances, so what's the point of suffering more?

The cousin struggled a few times, and pleaded with Master Han, "Oh, it's your grandson after all, you can't treat him like this."

Master Han snorted, and looked Han Lang up and down with eagle-like ruthless eyes: "Grandson? A bastard born with a wild woman of unknown origin has ruined the blood of my Han family and is not worthy of being my grandson!"

"you--"

Han Lang was furious, but Master Han remained calm and composed: "You think you are really here to be the head of the house? Heh, even if you really become the head of the house, in the Han family, you can't help being lawless."

Could it be that he wants to tell the truth in advance?Han Lang thought to himself.After finally trying to hold back his anger, he remained silent and his mood was hard to calm down.Today's situation is obviously unexpected, and his plan with his uncle will be disrupted. I don't know if Master Han will notice his identity, and even if the other party doesn't find out, will he still feed himself to Yu Yu in advance? ghost?

Thousands of calculations have been made, but this cunning old man has made a fake He Yijiu, so he can only take one step at a time.

"Don't think I don't know what tricks you're playing," Master Han said, and glanced arrogantly at his cousin, "You taught him his spells?"

Biao Shu was eager to cover up for Han Lang, so he could only half-truth and half-false: "Yes, it's me, it's some tricks I created myself for him to use for self-defense."

Master Han frowned, he could still feel an inexplicable evil spirit on Han Lang's body, but it was not as obvious as a real monster, rather faint and unpredictable.Could it be that this guy had an affair with that surnamed He before, and accidentally got infected?Thinking of this, he was even more nauseated. A feeling of nausea rose from the bottom of his heart, and he slapped Han Lang once again: "You bastard who hangs out with men! You're an idiot!"

Han Lang even laughed angrily, and looked at Master Han with a hint of sympathy.What kind of ignorant and ignorant person must be to cling to these rules that should have rotted in the coffin long ago?

Han Lang's eyes made Mr. Han even more irritable, like a clean freak who was splashed with mud, so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and even said three "you" before being choked back.Finally, he completely lost his patience. He had long since neglected to care about the demonic aura and the look in his eyes. He just wanted to make Han Lang and other bastards completely disappear before his eyes.

"Take him to the darkroom! Lock him up!"

His disciple Huangshanliu hesitated: "Master, it's not like the dark room can't let people enter..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Let you go!"

Han Lang was dragged out in a hurry. The dark room was built next to Master Han's residence. The door was surrounded by countless iron chains and covered with talismans. It looked terrifying.Han Lang couldn't resist, before he was pushed in, he saw a white shadow outside the house, Shen Minggui was standing far away under a tree in a Taoist robe, as if he was smiling at himself.

Then the door slammed shut and everything was quiet.

Han's dungeon.

Huangshanliu not only catches ghosts, but also collects them.The ghosts are enslaved, and the demons are all imprisoned here, waiting for them to have a more terrifying end than death.The folks say that the barren mountains are expelling demons and defending the way, and they are chivalrous and righteous, which is based on the justice of ordinary people.But demons also have the justice of demons. From their point of view, Barren Mountain Liu is just a group of evil spirits who do whatever they want and kill indiscriminately.

This time, all the monsters Master Han caught along the way were beaten back to their original forms and imprisoned in the dungeon.The iron bars of the cell are all specially made, engraved with spells, to forcibly suppress the magic power of the monsters to a minimum, making it impossible for them to escape.Some little demons with low cultivation levels have lost their spiritual consciousness in this environment, acting like ordinary animals.As a result, the roar of wild animals often came from the dungeon, and there was a foul smell everywhere, making people sick.

However, these days, there are always people humming strange tunes in it, like a piercing magic sound, which is very annoying.

"The maniac inside has started again."

"God, can he stop for a while."

The two Huangshanliu disciples who were in charge of guarding the place discussed, one of them was carrying a food box with some raw meat in it, and was throwing it into the cages one by one. "I see, if he keeps humming like this, he can be heard outside."

"This lunatic. Is he really a tiger demon? Why do I think he is a monster transformed from a pipa?"

"It's still a broken pipa."

The two laughed together, smiling, and one of them sighed helplessly: "Oh, it's been so long, non-stop, and this is the tune I usually dream about."

As he spoke, he hummed for a while, and was immediately stopped by a person: "Don't stop, just calm down for a while."

"What the hell was he singing about?"

"It seems to be a popular song in Beijing a few years ago, Partridge Sky?"

"Oh my god, I can't even hear him in that tune."

The two walked while talking, and it didn't take long before they reached the last cage.This is the deepest, darkest, and dampest part of the dungeon.What came oncoming was a strong musty smell. The iron bars of the cage reached the roof, and there was nothing inside, only empty walls.The roars of all kinds of beasts came from all around, but there were no beasts in this last cage. There was only a half-naked man leaning against the wall, with his hands behind his head, and he was still singing at his throat with ease.

It was still the partridge sky.

"Hey! Stop fucking singing, it's annoying!"

The man stopped and glanced at the two of them indifferently.The two of them only saw a pair of blue eyes emitting a strange glimmer in the darkness, then the man got up and walked over slowly.As he approached, both of them couldn't help taking a step back.The man didn't look too scary, and his figure was only a little taller than ordinary people. His hair was disheveled, and the muscles on his chest were covered with tattoo-like patterns, some of which even extended to his face.A pair of round ears stood on the top of his head, his eyes were blue and the pupils were shrunk to a tiny point - a pair of tiger eyes through and through.

The man came closer, a long tail was trailing behind him, and the stiff white hairs were propped up like sharp knives.The pitch-black patterns stretched like vines along his chest, half of them disappeared on his back, and half of them disappeared deep in his hip bones.When he looked at the two, the bridge of his nose was slightly wrinkled, his mouth was open, he was panting heavily, and his sharp canine teeth were looming.Although he was in human form, he had an obvious animal appearance, and the two even felt that he would turn into a fierce tiger and pounce on them in the next moment, directly biting their heads off.

"Who said... tell me not to sing?"

His voice was hoarse, and he seemed to have difficulty enunciating words.The two held their breaths, their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats.The man stretched out his hand, the sharp nails made people feel frightened, but he aimed at the raw meat in their hands.One of them immediately understood and threw the piece of meat in, and was caught by the man in an instant.But he didn't stuff it into his mouth, he just squeezed out some blood, as if to moisten his throat.

"You can sing whatever you want, you can sing whatever you want," said a Huangshanliu disciple, knowing that it was impossible for the man to come out, but he was still under the pressure of the other party, and he was terribly afraid, "We... let's go first."

"Wait," the man called to them, "what day is it outside?"

"It's...it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival."

The man stopped answering, with a gloomy look on his brows.As soon as he turned around, his tail slammed heavily on the iron railing, making a loud "crash".The two disciples ran away, running out of the dungeon, and one of them covered his heart and said: "He is so arrogant, he has been arrested, and he will die sooner or later!"

The other said: "No, don't you think this one is different from the previous ones. It's not like we haven't seen a tiger monster before, but it's the first time that it has such a demonic aura."

"Take care of him!"

"Moreover, there are not many monsters left in the same batch as him, but the master has not mentioned how to deal with him. Maybe he will be kept in prison forever."

The other was startled: "That's what's going to kill you, listen, and start singing again, you madman!"

"Stop singing."

He Yijiu stopped in an instant, the two food deliverers had just left when a man in white clothes stood at the door, he looked very familiar.

"Fake cow nose," he coldly spit out the other person's nickname, his voice was still hoarse, but there was a low roar in the depths of his throat, "what's your business?"

"No matter how much you tip off the news, he won't be able to hear it outside."

He Yijiu's upper body bowed slightly, his back raised subconsciously, and he showed a fierce look again: "Stop reading jokes, talk about things if you have something to do, and get out if you have nothing to do."

"Pindao took a lot of effort to sneak in here. Thinking about Brother Han nagging you every day, I came to see if you are dead or alive. Since you have such an attitude, then I will go out?"

He Yijiu didn't answer, Shen Minggui smiled helplessly: "Forget it, I didn't come here to argue with you. Time is running out, Han Lang has been sent to the ghost master, and he will be sacrificed soon."

He Yijiu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Shen Minggui briefly explained the situation, and as soon as He Yijiu finished listening, he immediately shouted: "Then what are you doing in a daze, let me out, I will take him out of this damn place right now!"

Shen Minggui laughed "ha": "Don't be stupid, you dare to appear in front of him like this?"

He Yijiu slapped the iron railing heavily: "What the hell did the old man do? I can't change back."

It took him a lot of effort to become the current appearance of neither human nor demon, and he could never regain his human form.Moreover, it is extremely laborious to maintain this appearance, as soon as his emotions are agitated, he will reincarnate into a white tiger, lose his sanity, and deny his relatives.

The only thing he could remember was a trace of Han Lang's smell, but he couldn't control himself. If this appearance appeared in front of Han Lang, he didn't know what he would do, so he was extremely afraid.

He Yijiu lowered his head, staring at his hands in a daze.As Shen Minggui said, he didn't dare, didn't dare to get close to Han Lang, let alone let the other party know his identity.will be disgusted.He is sure.He is not a simple and harmless little demon like Skink, and Han Lang is not a simple friend.Those who are not of my race must have a different mind, that's how his mother died back then.Now if it's him... He has kept it a secret from Han Lang for so long, once he is exposed, he will definitely be disgusted!

Seeing that he had figured it out, Shen Minggui smiled again: "Be safe and don't be impatient, it's not easy for the poor Daoguang to come in, let alone let you out. On the day of the sacrifice, Brother Han restrained the ghost, and when the whole barren mountain was in chaos, the poor Daoist Only then can you find a chance to let you go, so you should prepare yourself and wait a little longer."

He Yijiu gave him a vicious look, picked up the piece of raw meat and bit it, as if what he tore apart was Shen Minggui -- and the flesh and blood of those damned Han family members.Then his body suddenly swelled, his body was burning endlessly, and the bones all over his body creaked, as if they had been dismantled and then reassembled.He gritted his teeth in pain, and his consciousness drifted away little by little. The last thing that appeared in his field of vision was Shen Minggui's leisurely smiling face.

An earth-shattering roar of a tiger came, like a ladle of clear water being poured into a hot oil pan, the entire dungeon exploded into a ball, and countless monsters either struggled to escape, or made noises to cater to them.The white tiger leaped forward and slammed into the iron railing heavily.The severe pain caused by the talisman made him fall back, but he refused to let go, arched his back and flew forward again, his sharp teeth were like knives, and Shen Ming could only return a few inches in his stinking mouth.

"Oh? You just mentioned a few words to Brother Han, and you can't control it anymore?" Shen Ming retreated and backed away, standing at a place where the white tiger would not attack, with a sneer in his mouth.He stretched out his hand, pretending to touch the white tiger's nose, but he didn't touch it, "Poor, poor, such a fierce and precious beast, but it's still a pawn at the mercy of others."

"Wait until that day, no matter if it's him...or Brother Han...no one can stop him if he goes crazy in the end. I don't dare to dedicate myself rashly. I'm afraid I have to let you go up to die first."