Fang Jie couldn't help but his heartbeat began to accelerate when he saw the strange scene in front of him. He felt as if he was in a paused scene on TV. The shock of this feeling is difficult to describe in words, especially since he is not a spectator at this time, not an unrelated spectator.
There were more than a hundred elite border troops in the lobby on the first floor, with different levels of cultivation, but none of them could break away from the stillness. They were placed there like sculptures. Fang Jie even had the illusion that if someone pressed the pause button again now, when the screen resumed, would all the frozen people fall down and turn into debris on the ground?
It¡¯s not just the border troops, it also includes the clerk at Keshengju, Mr. Accountant, and other guests, including Wang Ding and others on the second floor.
The most bizarre thing is that stillness and movement are merged together, and only people are frozen.
The heat in the teapot was still rising, and Mo Xidao's torn clothes were still floating.
When Fang Jie looked at Mo Xiandao, he found that this fierce man seemed to be struggling. The muscles of his naked upper body were faintly moving, and there was a sense of unwillingness in his eyes that was getting stronger and stronger. But there is no doubt that he cannot break free from this bondage.
Draw the ground as a prison
Fang Jie remembered these four words deeply in his heart.
When he was chatting with the old cripple, the old cripple once mentioned these four words. At that time, Fang Jie thought that this was just the old cripple's description of that kind of living situation, and he never guessed that someone could actually achieve such an incredible level of cultivation. It is precisely because Fang Jie has an excellent memory that he has not forgotten the origin of these four words.
Zhuo Buyi
??In the copper and iron walls, Wutou draws the ground as a prison.
While Fang Jie was still in shock and unable to extricate himself, another kind of shock filled his heart. The stillness in Ke Sheng Juli is not absolute. Steam is rising, and the remaining clothes are floating There is also a person who opens the door of a room and slowly walks out. He walks with his hands behind his back and seems to be walking easily.
This person is actually able to move freely in Zhuo Buyi¡¯s prison!
When he saw this person, Fang Jie's pupils suddenly narrowed.
This man was wearing an ordinary brocade dress and did not have any luxurious or expensive accessories. Simple, yet graceful and generous. He walked to the railing on the second floor, held his hand on the railing and looked down. Then he shook his head slowly and slightly, as if saying something to himself.
Fang Jie didn't hear it, but he found that the man's eyes suddenly looked towards him. The look in his eyes was also shocked and incredible. Just as he saw that the man could ignore Zhuo Buyi's trap, there seemed to be something surprising about Fang Jie.
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Because Fang Jie stood very straight.
When everyone was settled, they maintained their gesture at the time, strange.
But Fang Jie stood very straight, his hands still shaking slightly.
When the man looked over with incredible eyes, Fang Jie was suddenly shocked because he suddenly discovered that it was not only the man upstairs who was leaning on the railing who could still move around in the room, but there was also another person who seemed not to be able to move around. Completely fixed that was himself.
"Come up"
Fang Jie heard the man in brocade clothes on the second floor say two words to him, and then waved.
Fang Jie took a deep breath, feeling so uneasy that he could hardly hold it in. He tried to move his legs forward, but found that it was as if a thousand kilograms of weight had been poured into his legs, which was too heavy to move. It's difficult, but not impossible. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to lift his foot. Although the foot was only raised a few inches from the ground, it was undoubtedly shocking enough. No one knows how deep Mo Xidao's cultivation is. At least it is much higher than Fang Jie, and at least it is much higher than most people in this room, but he can't break free.
Fang Jie only moved a step and was already sweating profusely.
The man on the second floor looked at him, the shock and disbelief in his eyes gradually replaced by curiosity and appreciation. He really didn't expect that this little person who he originally didn't even bother to pay attention to could bring so many surprises to people. Because of this inconspicuous little man, he brought down Yu Donglai, the Minister of War. Because of this little man, he controlled Luo Yao's only son Luo Wen and might even reach some kind of agreement with Luo Yao.
And today, this little man surprised him again.
Hou Wenji looked at the young man who took a step with difficulty, but his heart was actually more uneasy than his expression. He looked at the young man, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose slightly.
He waved and the other party came up to explain.
He really wanted to see if this young man could do this. Zhuo Buyi¡¯sAlthough the "ground as a prison" is not fully used, even at this level, not many people can be found in the entire Chang'an city who can escape. How can such a useless person who can't cultivate be relied on to escape Zhuo Buyi? The bondage?
"Originally, today's matter became a lot less interesting because of Bu Yi's intervention, but I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise Little guy, do you have any secrets hidden in your body? It seems that today's harvest is not only It¡¯s General Xiao Luo, but also a future General Xiao Fang?¡±
Hou Wenji murmured to himself in a very low voice, and the curiosity in his eyes became more and more intense.
At the same time, at the street entrance far away, Zhuo Buyi, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked towards Ke Shengju.
"interesting¡¡"
He couldn¡¯t help but smile, sighed slightly and said, ¡°It turns out we all made a mistake.¡±
??In Hongxiuzhao, which is farther away from Keshengju, the old cripple sat in the backyard of Hongxiuzhao and stared at the dead tree that Fang Jie had broken that day in a daze. I don¡¯t know if I¡¯m remembering something or if I¡¯m thinking about nothing at all. Just sitting there bored like this, his hand going to pick up the wine gourd suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but look up somewhere in the distance.
Drawing the ground as a prison?
He murmured four words and disappeared in a flash.
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Keshengju has always been lively, but it has never been as lively as it is today. When Zhuo Buyi came out of the carriage, the three hundred flying fish robes arranged outside Keshengju immediately started to move. Liu Duxiu, the divine eye, led a whole group of guards and immediately sealed both ends of the street, and the remaining people poured into the gate of Keshengju.
The moment Liu Duxiu led people through the door, Fang Jie took four steps.
The distance traveled in these four steps is worse than the usual two steps.
But he was already sweating profusely.
Fang Jie turned back and glanced at the flying fish-robed guards who poured into Keshengju like a tide, and then looked at the man in brocade clothes on the second floor who was holding the railing and looking down at him.
The flying fish robe guard who was the first to rush into Keshengju shouted idiotically that everyone should not move, and then he realized how stupid he was.
Liu Duxiu entered the door and saw only one person moving. So he planned to restrain the young man in frontier uniform, but before he could do anything, he saw the governor on the second floor shaking his head slightly at him. So he retreated again and told people not to act rashly.
Fang Jie wanted to give up, these four steps almost exhausted his energy.
But he doesn¡¯t know why, but he has a strong will in his heart that he is not willing to be restrained. This wish even made his consciousness a little blurry, and then his eyes gradually turned red.
Since he killed many love killers who were ambushing on the roadside on the way to the imperial capital, he has not changed like this in these days. Even he himself has gradually forgotten that crazy feeling, so sometimes when he thinks back, he feels that it was just anger that rushed into his heart, so that he went a little crazy.
But today, the red eyes appeared again.
When his eyes completely turned red, Fang Jie's body slowly straightened up. He didn't know or feel that the muscles on his body became as hard as rock at this moment. He took a big step forward, and when his feet stepped on the blue bricks, there was a soft click. The hard green bricks actually cracked many small gaps when he stepped on them.
The red-eyed Fang Jie was like a bull, walking step by step in the prison. He bypassed the immobilized border soldiers and walked up the stairs. Although the pace is not fast, every step seems solid and heavy. When he walked up to the second floor, Hou Wenji, who looked at him, even had the urge to applaud and cheer!
And on the roof of the Jinkezhai building opposite Keshengju, the old lame man hiding behind the ridge of the house had his eyes a little straight. He couldn't see Fang Jie's appearance clearly, but he could feel Fang Jie's unwillingness to surrender. And this fighting spirit seems to be becoming more and more violent and restless.
The old lame man looked at the opposite side with a solemn expression.
Walking to the door of Keshengju, Zhuo Buyi couldn't help but look back at the roof of Jinkezhai. But he didn't say anything. He only paused for a moment and then quickly walked into the door of Keshengju. When he entered, Fang Jie was already standing on the second floor. The young man with red eyes paused for a moment before choosing to continue moving forward.
Just when everyone thought he would finally reach the man in brocade clothes, Fang Jie's steps stopped again.
His eyes stayed on Mo Xidao, and then he slowly stretched out his hand and took off the arm that was still stuck in Wang Ding's throat. His movements were very slow and no one could reach him.It turns out that the arms in the sleeves of the clothes have turned a strange light red color. It was as if the blood was boiling under his skin, ready to burst his skin and gush out at any time.
Hou Wenji was startled and Zhuo Buyi was startled.
At this time, what the young man wanted to do was to stop Mo Xida from impulsively killing people?
The next second, Zhuo Buyi had reached the second floor and stretched out his hand to stop Fang Jie. Fang Jie's attention was attracted to him, and his red eyes slowly turned to stare at Zhuo Buyi's face.
He let go of his hand holding Mo Xidao's arm, and suddenly punched Zhuo Buyi's face without any reason!
Hou Wenji¡¯s eyes lit up, and Zhuo Buyi¡¯s figure flashed.
Zhuo Buyi stretched out his hand and touched Fang Jie's arm. Fang Jie's punch was deflected and hit a pillar hard. With a bang, the hard pitch pine pillar was swept away by the punch. Half of it was missing, and a large piece was missing from the thick pillar, as if it had been bitten by some monster.
While the sawdust was flying, Zhuo Buyi raised his hand and tapped Fang Jie eighteen times on his chest.
The movements are incredibly fast, as if eighteen times were taken only once.
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Fang Jie's body really couldn't move this time. If Zhuo Buyi used his mind to draw a ground under the Keshengju cloth as a prison, then this time he took action to actually put a small painted ground on Fang Jie's body as a prison. In the end, At least compared to the prison that controls all the border troops, this method that only targets Fang Jie itself seems really small, but its effect is stronger.
The old lame man hiding behind the roof opposite Keshengju looked relieved and disappeared.
And just after he had walked for a moment, an old man wearing light blue brocade clothes appeared at the spot where the old lame man had just stayed. The old man looked about fifty years old, his body was as straight as a javelin, and he had an aura of coldness and arrogance all over his body. He stopped on the roof and frowned slightly, looked around and couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"You took that woman away from me that night. Why don't you dare to face me again today?"
The old man whispered to himself, and then looked at Keshengju opposite.
Hou Wenji glanced at Zhuo Buyi with interest, then smiled and said, "You seem to care a little too much about this young man."
"You seem to have become more interested in this young man."
Zhuo Buyi replied lightly, but kept staring at Fang Jie's red eyes. The immobilized Fang Jie was still struggling instinctively, but he couldn't break free. At this moment, he suddenly wailed, the redness in his eyes receded like a tide and disappeared, and his body twitched uncontrollably a few times.
Zhuo Buyi took out the clothes on his body, and Fang Jie's body immediately fell down softly. The boy's face was as pale as snow, and he screamed and twitched violently. He clutched his lower abdomen and rolled back and forth. After a moment, he straightened up and passed out.
Zhuo Buyi knelt down, looked at Fang Jie and then frowned.
He snapped his fingers, and after a crisp snap, the stillness in the room suddenly came to an end. Plop-plop sounds were heard one after another, and no one knew how many people lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground. It's just that it didn't fall to pieces like Fang Jie imagined.
In the chaos, Wang Ding had no time to stabilize his body. Suddenly, his vision blurred, and an afterimage appeared in front of him. He raised his hand and slapped him in the face. With a bang, Wang Ding's body was as straight as a cannonball. It flew out and crashed into a table in the lobby on the first floor of Keshengju, instantly smashing the table into pieces.
Just when everyone was in shock, a loud shout suddenly came from the street outside.