Inscription of Different Cases

"The old man is completely crazy." Far away, Shen Minggui stood upright with his hands behind his hands, his face was full of unconcealable smiles, "The God of Fighting is a wind gust? It can make all non-my races lose their minds, leaving only Instinctive fighting spirit, and the ghost-controlling formation that Huangshanliu has only practiced recently. Did he forget that Brother Han will also be affected?"

After that, his eyes moved aside, and fell on a figure who was running towards the dark room, and the smile on his lips deepened: "And... he will too."

When He Yijiu arrived at the place, he saw a blue ghost wrestling with another pitch-black strange bird under the command of Master Han. He looked around, but he couldn't see Han Lang, and his panic became even worse .

The blackbird was hovering high in the sky, its wings were beating steadily, and it was blowing up gusts of wind.The erratic ghost on the ground was confronting him. Suddenly, the black bird folded its wings, opened its sharp claws, and swooped down like a meteorite. The ghost tried to block its way with countless ice edges, but was crushed by its huge body one after another.For a moment, the ground trembled, and the air waves pushed away, a row of barren mountain disciples were almost shocked. Even He Yijiu, who was in the distance, staggered a bit, and his pace slowed down a bit.

He couldn't find Han Lang, and he couldn't find it—could it be that Han Lang had become someone's food?

He didn't dare to think about it, he just ran forward.But when he stepped into the entire melee area, an inexplicable hostility suddenly struck, wrapped up with the already mixed emotions in his chest, and gradually turned into a mass of surging ferocity.

Almost instantly, he bent down and turned into a giant tiger in an instant.His appearance shocked everyone on the field, and Master Han also murmured to himself with blank eyes: "Why is he here, who let him out?!"

He was distracted for a while, and it was too late to support her with spells. Qinglian was bitten on the shoulder by Han Lang's falcon, and let out a hiss.There is a long forked tongue and slender teeth in the mouth of the falcon, which are full of venom like snakes.Its bone-covered body became the best armor, Qinglian swung her blade to fight back, but the sharp blade slid away after hitting the hard rib of the falcon bird, leaving no scratches.

"This rotting corpse-like monster is disgusting." Master Han cursed in a low voice. The falcon bird half-covered in bones is really not good-looking, and it gives people a creepy impression when it gets close.However, the falcon eats souls for a living, and is itself a monster that is inseparable from the nether world. It seems that it is not weak at all against Qinglian, and even has the upper hand.

The moment He Yijiu appeared, Master Han absolutely regretted using the Battle God Xuan Fengzhen.With the addition of another irrational monster, the situation changed again and turned into a three-way melee.The falcon screamed angrily, hovered in the air, and stopped diving for a long time. The white tiger and Qinglian fought together, but were forced away by Master Han's spell.In the unprecedented chaos on the field, all the Huangshanliu disciples were stunned and didn't know how to react. Master Han was even more overwhelmed. Although Qinglian was under his command, in the eyes of Falcon and Baihu, he was an excellent prey who entered the field randomly. .

Obviously he has lost his sanity, but his hatred for Master Han still exists, and both Falcon Bird and Bai Hu have a very tacit understanding and decide to take him first.Even if the body has mana, it is still mortal with the naked eye after all.I saw that Master Han became more and more embarrassed as he fought more and more. He was in a state of shooting himself in the foot with a rock.The Huangshanliu disciples on the side had already devoted all their energy to the operation of the formation and could not help.

For a moment, they also thought about whether to terminate the formation, but when they thought that Master Han had not ordered it, and acting rashly would only incur punishment, they all looked at each other and decided to wait and see what happened.

On the ground, the white tiger attacked Master Han repeatedly, and was disturbed by Qinglian countless times, so he could only growl angrily.In mid-air, Falcon stared straight at Master Han who was dodging in a hurry, and when he finally stabilized his steps, Falcon took a deep breath.The Huangshanliu disciples on the side still didn't understand what it was doing. Seeing that Master Han had finished reciting a samadhi true fire, he couldn't help but sneered: "Why is this bird not moving? Can't it just stay in the air and be a target for Master?"

They have always accepted Master Han's argument, and naturally look down on the monster: "After all, it is a beast, how can it want so much."

However, the next moment, their faces were completely pale.The falcon bird's wings fluttered, and its mouth opened. What was rolled up around it was no longer the unformed mist, but billowing black flames, pouring down like a tsunami.There were screams for a while, not only Master Han was the first among them, but he only had time to build a pantuo seal for himself, and the disciples of the barren mountains beside him were even affected by the flames, some rolled all over the ground, some rushed to the flames on their clothes, some He even threw down the formation and was busy running for his life.

Half of the formation was broken in an instant, and Qinglian and Baihu stopped their movements at the same time, as if they had the tendency to regain consciousness.The falcon even lost half of its strength and fell to the ground from mid-air, lying on the side of the field, its body heaving and falling violently as it gasped.

Han Lang felt like he had a dream, no, it was more emptiness than a dream, like entering a space with nothing, and couldn't find the exit for a long time.The world in front of me was very chaotic, for a while there was bottomless darkness, and for a while there were crowds screaming and fleeing in the flames.People were wearing familiar clothes, and an old man who was panting behind a mud barrier not far away was also familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Who are they?

A cloud of black mist enveloped him, gradually shrinking, becoming no different from ordinary people.He stumbled to his feet, and when he raised his hands, he found that there were only joints left in his hands.

what happened?

Turning sideways, the firelight illuminated the area around him, and his face was printed on the smooth stone tablet - it was also covered by bones!Who is this? Is this him?

The effect of the formation made him unable to think, and the black mist around him still persisted, as if there was a tendency to turn into a beast again.He saw a panting white tiger lying not far away, the tiger's eyes were as confused as his own, dazed for a while, and replaced by anger for a while.

A blue shadow flickered further away, and something floating in the air disappeared.He looked over in bewilderment, an old man in a state of embarrassment spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body was covered with scars, and he still tried his best to stand up on the ground.The eyes of the two met, and the man saw him and cursed in a low voice: "Naughty animal."

These two words seem to evoke some fragmentary memories.

For Master Han, he has seen an unprecedented opportunity.Both Han Lang and He Yijiu are still awake, and they don't know where they are.He only needs to let Qinglian entangle them, and then a spell, a very simple Samadhi True Fire, and it will be over.

He showed a sinister smile, made a mudra with his hands, and shouted Qinglian's name.Qinglian didn't respond, which made him a little puzzled.what happened?Could it be that the kid was also eroded by the formation and couldn't come back to his senses, bastard, what is it like to go wrong at this juncture!Obviously, he was only one step away. After killing the two beasts in front of him, and then threatening Qinglian to undo the curse of the Han family, he, the head of the family, would still be so innocent and untainted.

"Qinglian!"

"Qinglian--"

He raised his head, but he couldn't find Qinglian's shadow.Damn it, this bastard won't find a chance and hide it again?Forget it, Han Lang and He Yijiu haven't regained consciousness in front of him, so his chance is still there.Since Qinglian can't help, then he can just burn these two bastards to death after reading the Samadhi True Fire!

He closed his eyes and muttered to himself.Suddenly a huge force struck, completely beyond his expectation, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were wide open, only to see Qinglian appearing in front of him, not only interrupting his spell, but also slammed into him , Throw him out directly!

"what--!"

The world is spinning and spinning, and my ears are buzzing.The first thing he saw was a big moon like a silver plate, the shadows of the trees whirled, and Qinglian's figure disappeared in a flash.He worked hard to open his eyes wide, his eyes wide open, and suddenly he saw a pair of head shoes appearing beside him, followed by a white shirt with gossip patterns embroidered on his belt, a dust whisk lying in the crook of his arm, and a pair of hanging eyes looking down. Mr. Han, it seems like a smile is not a smile.

It was Shen Minggui.

He seemed to be on an outing, without any sense of nervousness, leisurely stretched out a hand to help Master Han up.Master Han took a few breaths, and as soon as he stood still, he pointed at Shen Minggui's nose and began to curse.

"Where did you go? The school is in trouble, but you haven't come to help!" He scolded angrily, "I warned you earlier, if you refuse to obey discipline like this again and again, get out of my barren mountain as soon as possible!"

Shen Minggui smiled politely, but his eyes were full of sarcasm: "The Barren Mountains are not yours anymore."

"What do you mean--"

"Literally," he said, taking a step back, raising a handful of crumbs in his hand, and splashing them all over Master Han's face like heavy snow.

Master Han didn't understand for a while, so he grabbed a piece of paper, the characters on it were very familiar.He was shocked immediately, and grabbed a few more, his mouth grew bigger and bigger, his eyes became more and more rounded—that was the contract, the contract between him and Qinglian, the contract for him to become the head of the barren mountain stream!

"you you you you--"

"I'm sorry, Master," Shen Minggui bowed gracefully, "Pindao, as the head of the barren mountain stream, decided to expel you from the sect. Qinglian."

A shadow appeared behind him, and Qinglian also had a relaxed face, as if she had relieved her serious troubles: "Then I will send you down the mountain."

Shen Minggui terminated the formation, and Han Lang and He Yijiu lost consciousness. When they woke up again, they knew nothing about what happened at that time.Han Lang was at a loss and could only vaguely recall a few fragments, which were those disciples he saw on the way, the deserted mountain disciples fleeing in a panic, the bones covering his face, and the white tiger lying on the ground not far away.

Shen Minggui said that he released the monsters in the dungeon to interfere with the battle. "I was lucky this time, and I succeeded easily. Any link may go wrong. If the formation is not broken in the middle, I will have no chance to subdue the crazy Qinglian. Then you and Qinglian will only fight non-stop. Go down, until you die."

Han Lang understood roughly: "So you found that white tiger?"

Shen Minggui nodded: "He can divert your attention, make the scene more chaotic, and create more opportunities. If it doesn't work, he can also stop you or Qinglian and die instead of one of them."

Han Lang was dissatisfied with his nonchalant attitude, but the matter was over, and it was meaningless for him to object again.But there was one thing he didn't understand, what happened to the regretful smile on Shen Minggui's face when he said these words.It seemed that something he was looking forward to did not happen, which made him a little dissatisfied.

"Where's the white tiger now?"

"It's locked back. It's not okay for this kind of monster to let him run around. What if it hurts someone."

As for He Yijiu, Shen Minggui mentioned even less, only saying that he ran out during the scuffle and was also implicated.Not only He Yijiu, but also many disciples of Huangshanliu were injured this time, and several houses in the direction of the dark room collapsed.Having said that, Shen Minggui waved his hands: "It's a mess."

Han Lang hummed absently.

Ever since Master Han found out when he brought him out, his cousin had been put in confinement by the other party, and now he was able to escape.As soon as he came out, he came to visit Han Lang and saw that he had only a few fractures, which were not considered serious injuries, so he sighed one after another: "It's fine, it's fine."

"That man is right next door to you, he hasn't woken up yet," said the cousin, "won't you go and see him?"

"I've seen it." Han Lang replied.The moment he woke up, regardless of the pain on his body, he stumbled out and asked where He Yijiu was.After getting the answer, he leaned on the wall and moved into the house with difficulty.He Yijiu lost weight, but his complexion was fine, but he was still unconscious.Now Han Lang breathed a sigh of relief, because he was exhausted, he fainted on the other side's bedside, and was carried back by the servants.

"You can't wait, it's true that husband and wife love each other deeply," Shen Minggui said with a laugh, "but what about the falcon bird? Keep it from him?"

Han Lang hesitated, and then nodded slowly after a while.Ordinary people always distrust aliens. If He Yijiu knows the truth, it will be extremely difficult for the relationship between the two to maintain the status quo.And the falcon bird was his bloodline that he didn't want to admit, even though it was impossible for him to turn back, he didn't want to classify himself as the son of a stranger, a non-human monster.The matter of Huangshanliu is over, as long as he keeps it a secret, he should be able to keep this secret in the coffin.Life goes its way, everything goes back to how it was, and nothing changes.

But... He couldn't help sighing when he thought of the official position he had been dismissed from.He came here for He Yijiu, and he didn't leave any way out for himself.Now there is confusion ahead, he doesn't know where the road is, let alone where he is going.

Can it really return to the original state?

He Yijiu woke up the next day, and the two finally met each other in a sober state. They didn't even care about their injuries, and they hugged each other almost desperately.The body temperature is close to each other, and the nose is full of familiar smells. They can't say a word, and they can't help but tighten their embraces.Han Lang buried his face in He Yijiu's collarbone, listening to the steady heartbeat of He Yijiu, he felt that he had never been so relaxed.He Yijiu's nervousness after leaving, and the panic when he learned of his parentage, all disappeared.He was frightened, uneasy, lonely and lost, all of which made him face the terrifying pressure of a mountain, but he could only hold on to his tears and persevere.

He knew that He Yijiu was the same.

The opponent's body was trembling, and Han Lang's nasal cavity was also sore.All the turbulent emotions disappeared in this hug. He met Shang He Yijiu's blue eyes and heard the other party whispering in his ear: "Miss me."

Han Lang didn't hide it: "I'm thinking about it to death."

Then he started talking, and Han Lang told him everything he had encountered in the past half month, except everything related to the falcon.He said that with the help of Shen Minggui and his cousin, he learned spells and could summon a giant bird that restrained Qinglian.He Yijiu listened to his story quietly, laughed with him, felt wronged with him, and scolded Mr. Han as a dog and a jerk, then hugged Han Lang's shoulder tightly and stroked his head.

"troubled you."

He Yijiu also concealed his identity, saying that he had been imprisoned by Master Han since Anping and could not move.Han Lang defended him against the injustice, and then thought he had no news at all.He Yijiu said that he was locked up and couldn't move, and could only sing to convey his voice, so Han Lang began to scold him for his bad singing and lack of tone.The two made a fuss, and He Yijiu rubbed Han Lang's face with the stubble that hadn't been shaved for a long time, until Han Lang screamed and couldn't help but fight back.If it weren't for the injuries, the two of them would have rolled together, until the doctor who came to change the medicine coughed dryly, they stopped their movements, and separated with embarrassment on their faces.

When the injury was almost healed, Shen Minggui sent Han Lang away and came to meet He Yijiu alone.It was the same question that Han Lang had already asked: "Do you want to hide your identity for you?"

He Yijiu first glanced at him suspiciously, and then said without hesitation: "I've already covered it up, so you don't need to worry about it."

He definitely wouldn't say that the mother was skinned alive by humans because she exposed her identity back then.So what if the other party is a lover?Those who are not of our race must have different minds, and he and Han Lang thought of this point.

After Shen Minggui listened to it, he only smiled inscrutablely and didn't say anything.He Yijiu made a gesture to hit him, so he nodded to show that he knew.

Thanks to the uncle's efforts, the curse of Huang Shanliu was lifted. Of course, he did not tell the truth about Yao Yin, but only said that it was related to Han Lang.After the two of them recovered from their injuries, Shen Minggui gave them a bunch of valuable gifts, including various protective instruments, and then sent them back to Anping.But neither Han Lang nor He Yijiu had much trust in him, so they refused his company, and only asked him to prepare a carriage and some money.When they traveled to the town at the foot of the mountain, they also met Master Han who had just been kicked out of the Barren Mountains. Now he was being helped by a former friend and temporarily living in the other's house, and he seemed to be thinking about making a comeback.

But with his age and methods, he might not be able to deal with Shen Minggui long ago.

The two of them didn't have any sympathy for him, and they just wanted to pretend they didn't see him when they saw him.Master Han also ignored them, still looking at people with his nostrils, passing them like an old goose with its head up.

No one wants to look back.

In the early morning, the sun just hit the earth, and everything was bathed in peace.With so many concerns in their hearts, each with countless secrets and a story that can barely be justified, they left the barren mountain stream in a carriage and drove slowly towards Anping County.