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I panted heavily, my eyes fixed on Zhang Er's hand.
His cloth pouch is obviously the same as the one I put the book in, both are waterproof, and the scarlet rice is still blood-stained and extra viscous.
And his energy became more and more full, except for the embarrassment in his clothes, his whole body had recovered to seven or eighty-eight.
?The 25th Essence Qi is the essence of longevity, the 25th Essence Qi is abundant, and the Yangshou is sufficient, and the 25th Essence Qi is lacking, not only shortens the life span, but also makes people very tired.
Blood is the essence of human beings. At this moment, I realized that I have seen through the principle of life stealing.
It's just that there are still details, such as the runes on the longevity bowl, which are things we don't know.
The merchant had studied those talismans, but did not get any results.
Between thoughts, I pulled out the mourning stick again in my hand.
"Uncle Zhang, this is Yangjiang. Do you still remember how we met when we met for the first time?" My voice was almost hoarse.
Zhang Er narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression suddenly became much colder.
"Patriarch Feng introduced you to me. I will give you a pen and a Tiangan inkstone. You taught me to believe in feng shui and fortune-telling." I said word by word.
"Without you telling me and teaching me, I couldn't break the Yangjiang situation with an umbrella. Many people would die in Neiyang City."
"You have saved people, and Yin Yang is so obsessed to you, is it so obsessed that you can kill people without blinking an eye?!" At this point, my eyes were red and burning, and it was difficult to hide the emotional fluctuations in my heart.
"Are you going to preach to me? Are you preaching like Li Yinyang did back then, or like Yuan Huashao? Li Yinyang will say that my nature is not suitable, and Yuan Huashao may lie to me to die." Zhang Er shook his head, his voice was even louder. It was sarcasm.
He put away the cloth bag containing the longevity rice, held the Tiangan inkstone in one hand, and a seemingly ordinary pen in the other hand, but I know very well that the pen used by Zhang Er must not be simple.
"Neither of them, I have already told you, you have to make atonement, Mr. Yin made atonement in Ji Niang Village, you have to make atonement for what you did. You have to give an explanation for those innocent lives!" I said Steady his mind, he scolded sharply.
"Hahahaha! Confession? Redemption? It seems that you want to hand me over to the errands. Do you know what show I'm watching?" Zhang Er said coldly: "I know those errands were sent by you. Look Come on, in order to let me relax my vigilance, knowing that there is a problem, you still let Yangcha continue to act and follow the path I arranged, but do you know that they will not survive tonight, I have prepared enough people to light candles, enough Let them run into each other and kill each other!"
Zhang Er's words made my heart even colder.
Someone was lighting a candle and bumping into each other, and the janitor had a gun in his hand. This really happened, and that was the big trouble.
However, my face didn't change much, I just shook my head.
Zhang Er's expression also changed. He frowned, and said coldly: "Sixteen, why are you still pretending to be calm? You have died so many accidents, are you not panic?"
"Oh? Or, have you prepared some backhand?" Zhang Er asked suddenly.
I didn't answer him again, but stepped forward suddenly, shouted loudly, and swung the mourning stick in my hand towards Zhang Er viciously!
"A blow to the head!" My voice almost broke.
Zhang Er's face was gloomy, he didn't dodge, but suddenly raised the pen in his hand, and stroked towards me!
His action seems to be to draw a symbol!
It's just that he and I, and the position of Li Yinyang's talisman are different.
If Li Yinyang and I were to write, we would definitely write towards the point where the opponent's offensive is most ferocious.
? Protected by the fate of Mr. Yin Yang, and then blocked by special symbols.
But Zhang Er is not Mr. Yin and Yang, he is at most a Mr. Fengshui, and he has just been bumped by Mr. Yin and Yang.
Where does he know about yin and yang, and how can he write symbols directly with a pen?
Doubts are only for a moment.
I saw Zhang Er's body suddenly sideways, just avoiding my stick, and the pen in his hand quickly fell to the back of my hand.
I didn't stop, and I didn't care about him at first, and the blow to the head that failed was another slap to the side.
This twitch went straight to Zhang Er's chest, and he would definitely be severely injured.
Seeing that the pen is about to fall at the same time!
Suddenly, I felt a strong heartbeat!
The next moment, Zhang Er's body suddenly tilted, and the whole person seemed to lose his balance, and fell backwards.
This time, the mourning stick just hit him on the shoulder.
?There was a muffled click, Zhang Er let out a muffled snort, and he fell heavily on his back to the ground.
The pen in his hand suddenly flew towards another location, and fell to the ground with a "snap!"
This scene made me dumbfounded for the first moment, but I immediately realized it, and my heart was filled with chills.
I stared at the pen, and said hoarsely: "Can it kill me?".
Before the words fell, I swung the mourning stick again, and this time, I slashed towards Zhang Er's leg!
Will the old fox Zhang Er suddenly fall down?
The only explanation is that the pen can kill me just by touching me, so I feel terrified, so under the protection of fate, he will fall down inexplicably.
Zhang Er's face was extremely gloomy.
His legs retracted abruptly, his arms propped up on the ground, he rolled sideways, and dodged my blow again.
I raised my hand again and slashed at him fiercely!
He dodged again and quickly got up from the ground.
With a backhand, he pulled out the broken bronze sword from before, and slashed towards me!
There is a deadly mushroom poison on this copper sword.
I immediately thought that the pen just now should also have the poison of corpse head mushroom.
I paused and charged down, then retreated abruptly, dodging Zhang Er's attack.
Staggering back a few steps, after stabilizing my figure, I said in a deep voice, "Uncle Zhang, the pen in Mr. Yin Yang's hand can cut off people's misfortunes and fortunes, but Mr. Feng Shui doesn't have this ability. Poison, if you want to use poison to kill people, that's just your imagination."
"You missed a lot of things. If you didn't mess around like this, I wouldn't give Shen Ji the Tianyuan Physiognomy." I said seriously with a firm tone. And in this discourse, I have a pun in my words, and there is also a purpose!
Zhang Er's complexion suddenly changed again.
In addition to the embarrassment of being exposed by me, his body trembled violently.
During the speech, I also adjusted my breathing, stepped forward again, and swung another blow!
At the same time, I shouted: "Maybe Uncle Zhang, you don't know Tianyuan Xiangshu, but you should know Jiang Pan! He is a good friend of my grandparent Li Yinyang and grandparent He Zhi!"
"Actually, what you want is not all geography, but because you can't find yin and yang techniques! You want Yuan's yin and yang techniques, and this Tianyuan phenomenology must be what you desire!"
I spoke very quickly, and when my voice fell, I approached Zhang Er again.
Zhang Er's eyes turned red in an instant, he suddenly raised his hand, and the Tiangan inkstone was thrown at the mourning stick I swung! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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