Urban Witcher

Chengzi pouted and said, "It will take time for us to return to the sun." Then he glanced around and wondered, "What kind of place is this?"

"Don't be silly, how many of them are there?"

"I'm all chasing that evil thing. We are worried that you are still in danger here, so come and help."

While speaking, a gust of wind blows in from the door D outside the room, stirring up sand and dust, forming a whirlwind in the small room.

"There are still methods!" Ye Shaoyang sneered, and after thinking about it, the other party finally stole his magic weapon, so he must have used all the means to put himself to death.

"Chengzi Xiaobai, you stay here to protect everyone, the military advisor will follow me!"

Lin Sansheng flew in front and shattered the first wave of whirlwind, Ye Shaoyang went out with him, when he went out, he heard ghosts crying and howling wolves inside, he didn't know what happened, but with Chengzi and Xiaobai around, everything should be fine, and himself, I will never miss this opportunity to learn the truth.

The two ran towards the north, and after running several hundred meters, Ye Shaoyang asked Lin Sansheng: "How far is the practitioner from here?"

"It was two or three miles before, but now it's probably only one or two miles."

Ye Shaoyang looked towards the north, and he could vaguely see a tall sand dune on the opposite side. Guessing that the other party was probably hiding on that sand dune, he said to Lin Sansheng: "Let's take their back, so as not to be run away by them."

Immediately use the volley step, go around to the west, and walk fast on the desert. Lin Sansheng is a ghost, and speed is the biggest advantage, so he chases after him.

The two moved forward in a roundabout way, and quickly circled to the side and rear of the sand dune. When they glanced at it, there was no one in the desert, which further confirmed their guess, so they made a silent gesture to Lin Sansheng and slowly climbed up the sand dune.

The dune was about ten meters high. When the two climbed halfway, they saw seven or eight people standing on the top of the dune, facing the direction of the monitoring room.

Seen from the back, this is simply a group of primitive people: all of them are wearing only gray shorts, and their skin is dark and shiny. At first glance, they are not their true colors, but the result of long-term exposure to the sun. There is a straw hat that seems to be made of rattan, and some kind of metal pendant is tied around the neck, which is shining silver.

Ye Shaoyang looked at their backs, and immediately thought of four words: Indians.

There are six in total, all of them are men, the one in the middle is much taller than the others around him, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped in front of him, looking from behind, his arms are shaking constantly, he doesn’t know what he’s doing, The rest of the people were also standing shoulder to shoulder with him, some waved their arms and sang incomprehensible words, some held something like a snare drum in their hands and shook it vigorously.

Although Ye Shaoyang didn't know what this group of people were up to, this scene looked like witchcraft.

Lian Sansheng turned his head and glanced at him, thinking what to do now?

Ye Shaoyang also hesitated, he didn't expect that there were so many people on the other side, and now he was empty-handed, only a dagger engraved with a blood talisman, and it was only a temporary magic weapon, two against eight, if he couldn't beat it, it didn't mean Are you here to die?

At this moment, Ye Shaoyang felt a burst of warmth from the palm of his left hand, and he suddenly felt confident.

"Hiss..."

A breath of breath came from the left side, Ye Shaoyang turned his head to look, his eyes widened suddenly, it turned out to be a burning talisman, flying towards him against the wind.

Talisman? ? ?

Ye Shaoyang really didn't expect to see this kind of thing here, so he pinched a formula, slapped it with his palm, and hit it on the talisman. The flames on the talisman exploded like fireworks, and countless sparks gathered into a "decree" Words, call towards yourself.

Before he could react, Lin Sansheng was afraid that he would lose out empty-handed, so he flew in front of him, sacrificed three flowers, and the spiritual light fell, forming barriers like fences, sparks hit them, and immediately extinguished, and the paper ashes were scattered The wind blows away.

A figure came out from the side of the sand dunes. It was a middle-aged man wearing a golden Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk. He had a black beard and a standard Taoist appearance. Compared with his image, Ye Shaoyang felt that he was not at all. Taoist, just like a bum.

I didn't expect that there was a person hiding on the side of the dune, and it was a Taoist priest!

This really surprised Ye Shaoyang to the extreme.

However, their attack and defense alarmed the people who were doing the trick over there, and they turned their heads one after another. Ye Shaoyang glanced at them, only to see that several people were wearing fierce masks, only their eyeballs and mouths were exposed. Looking at himself, his eyes were full of shock, as if he didn't expect that he, who was besieged by them, would come here suddenly.

The six stood up with a huff, and turned to face Ye Shaoyang. Only then did Ye Shaoyang see that there was a person lying in the middle where the person who was supposed to be the leader was sitting, also dressed like them, and on the head was a dog that looked like The thing in the porcelain basin, this person's head sticks out inside, leaning over, the porcelain basin is full of blood.

Ye Shaoyang was startled suddenly, using human blood to do it?

Anyway, the few in front of me must be evil wizards.

"Wuliangguan, this Taoist friend, the poor Taoist is very polite." The middle-aged Taoist smiled slyly, but he held the Ziwu Jue and saluted Ye Shaoyang. Although the Ziwu Jue is a common way for Taoists to meet each other, However, it is generally the etiquette used by peers or seniors to meet juniors, and when the Taoist priest made a decision, he raised his left thumb and pointed at himself. This is what the elders mean to the juniors, and he is a bit contemptuous.

Ye Shaoyang smiled lightly, but did not return the courtesy. He put his hands on his hips, looked at him with his head tilted, and said, "When you see a mountain, it is not a mountain, and when you see water, it is not water."

The Taoist said contemptuously: "The mountain is high and everyone lifts it up, and a pavilion can fly thousands of miles."

Ye Shaoyang was startled suddenly: "Disciples of all the pavilions?"

Ye Shaoyang had never heard of this phrase before, but only saw it in books, because the sects of the pavilions had long since lost their mountain gates, and Ye Shaoyang suddenly remembered that Guanzhu Huang, who fought against him in the Qingming Realm last time, was a Taoist priest of the sects of the pavilions However, the Pavilion Sect still has a mountain gate in the Qingming Realm and is very powerful, but in the human world, there has been no inheritance for a long time.

Ye Shaoyang frowned immediately and said: "It's the first time I've seen someone claiming to be a disciple of Zhongge in the world, are you sure you are a disciple of Zhongge?"

"Only those who took the wrong name and did not report the wrong name. It is true that the faction of the pavilions has no sect, but it does not mean that the inheritance has been broken." The middle-aged Taoist smiled, "You fellow Taoists are amazing. Facing such a siege, you are empty-handed. Can get out of trouble."

"I'm also very puzzled. I'm already here, but you can still talk to me slowly." Ye Shaoyang played with the dagger in his hand, looking foolish.

——