If you use material to describe a person's character, then Long Sihai's personality is like water.

Water is impermanent and therefore immeasurable, water is still without waves, but there is an undercurrent, water has no color, but it can transmit colorful sunlight.

And Long Sihai gave Tang Bai the feeling that this was the case.

The current Long Sihai is very calm, just like the previous Long Sihai is really Long Sihai.

It's a paradoxical feeling.

He asked lightly, "You have become a son of God?"

Tang Bai shook his head, he found that he didn't know what to say except shaking his head now? He seemed to be facing a schizophrenic patient, but this patient had a high IQ.

Long Sihai seemed to understand Tang Bai's current state of mind, he just nodded, and then walked towards the outside of the cave.

He didn't walk fast, but his steps were very steady, as if every step he took was connected to the earth.

This is a very dangerous person.

When he was a child, Tang Ruting once warned Tang Bai: The more stable the person, the more dangerous it is, because when he makes a move, he is often completely sure that he will put you to death.

This is a very reasonable sentence, as long as it is reasonable, Tang Bai remembers it very clearly.

He followed behind Long Sihai, and he didn't walk fast, and the rhythm was amazingly consistent with Long Sihai, even if the distance of his feet and the rhythm of his actions, there was no difference in the slightest.

The two of them did not speak, one after the other.

Long Sihai had a lot of things he wanted to ask Tang Bai, but he didn't ask anything.

Tang Bai had a lot of things to ask Long Sihai, but he didn't speak.

They were silent when they came, and they were silent when they returned.

Between men and men, silence seems to be a kind of communication.

Tang Bai knew that Long Sihai was not easy to mess with.

Long Sihai also knew Tang Bai's history.

When they returned to the 'Dragon Returns to the Sea', everyone looked at the two of them, their eyes full of curiosity and questions.

Especially a few women, even the desperate Suqin Fairy also showed a curious look on her face.

Curiosity is a woman's nature, and it has nothing to do with age.

Long Sihai nodded at everyone.

Tang Bai smiled at everyone.

Neither of them said where they had been, what had they done?

This makes many women even more curious.

Long Sihai said: "Three days later, I will help you perform the 'Marrying God and Returning to the Soul Technique' to save people." “

Tang Bai nodded and thanked him.

Long Sihai said to Long Wu again: "You entertain them." ”

Long Wu said 'yes' respectfully.

Long Sihai clasped his hands behind him, like an ordinary little old man, and slowly left towards the house in the backyard.

As soon as Long Sihai left, Yan Feifei immediately walked over to Tang Bai and shouted, "Stinky boy, what did the dragon turtle tell you to do?"

After she knew that Long Sihai could control her mind, her name for Long Sihai was to change her tricks and scold people.

Long Meizhu and Long Mingzhu were naturally angry, and the three women instantly became noisy again.

Gongsun Wuwu took a sip of wine and muttered: "Where there are women, there will be grievances, this is not false at all. ”

Tang Bai nodded, he was not a man who could conquer women, nor was he a man who could make women obedient, so he didn't step forward to dissuade him.

Long Wu was naturally not either, so he called the deaf uncle.

The deaf man was a middle-aged man with a broken arm, and he was not deaf.

But he spoke so loudly that it could make people's ears ring.

Therefore, the people of the Tenglong tribe called him Deaf Uncle, so he became Deaf Uncle.

When the deaf man came, the three arguing women all kept their mouths shut, because they all knew that no matter how loud their voices were, they were not as loud as the deaf man's voice.

Lombard arranged a place for the people to eat and live.

Tang Bai took advantage of these three days to take a small turn around the Tenglong Clan.

The people of the Tenglong clan are not bad people, but they live like ordinary secular people.

Perhaps, this blandness is where their minds are tempered.

The Tenglong clan is not big, but there are many extremely mysterious places, these places are guarded, and there are powerful arrays shrouded in them, and even in some places, even he feels palpitations, as if these places are abysses that can devour lives.

Tang Bai felt a pair of invisible eyes, watching his every move.

It was just a feeling, because neither his clairing eye nor the power of the Great Dao could detect this invisible eye.

But he trusted his instincts.

Tang Bai wanted to find Yue Xiaoxiao, but no matter what method he used, he couldn't feel Yue Xiaoxiao's breath, as if Yue Xiaoxiao had never been to the Tenglong Clan.

Three days, in a blink of an eye, these three days, Yan Feifei defeated Long Meizhu and Long Mingzhu with one enemy and two; it is not how bad her eloquence is, but her fists are big; if you can't scold, you can fight, if you can't fight, if you can't bite, you can take off the clothes of two women, three women are like three shrews, and they perform eighteen kinds of martial arts every day.

On the third day, the 'Soul Returning Technique of Marrying a God' had been arranged, and Long Sihai sent someone to invite him.

Tang Bai thought that 'marrying a god and returning to the soul' was a technique, but this was not the case, 'marrying a god and returning to the soul' was an ancient method that combined formation and sacrifice.

In a place where the Tenglong clan opened a pavilion, Long Sihai ordered people to set up a magic altar with a wooden frame, and on the altar, there was a nine-foot-high black wooden plaque, on which several strange ancient characters were depicted, painted with gold lacquer, and looked like a huge spirit card.

The characters on the wooden plaque, with Tang Bai's knowledge, could not even recognize a single word, and around the wooden plaque, there were seven bowl-sized oil lamps, whose burning oil exuded a disgusting fishy smell.

The four sides of the altar have been surrounded by the formation, and no one is allowed to approach.

Long Sihai, on the other hand, was wearing a strange black robe, with a disheveled head, a blue-faced and flaming ghost mask on his face, bare feet, and a pitch-black long banner in his hand, standing in front of the altar.

Before the altar, not only the incense candles and yellow paper were arranged, but also the livestock such as pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, and the five-colored rice used by the people for sacrifice.

And far behind Long Sihai, on a cold ice bed, there were two stunning women.

These two women are Zhuge Xinyue and Yu Linglong.

At this time, the two of them have no life and soul, and even the vitality in their bodies is also nothing, if it is not for the 10,000-year-old ice crystal ice that freezes the vitality of the two of them, I am afraid that neither of them will survive for three days.

At the edge of the ice bed, Tang Bai also wore a red-faced ghost mask, his hair was scattered, he was dressed in a black robe, and he was holding a pitch-black oil lamp, standing aside.

This lamp is the soul weapon he refined, the soul exorcism lamp.

Tang Bai didn't know why Long Sihai wanted to divide the two of them like this, he was like a puppet who had been pulled a string.

For Zhuge Xinyue, he can only be at the mercy of others.

Tang Bai was in a trance, Long Sihai suddenly turned his head and asked, "Are you ready?"

Tang Bai nodded blankly, he didn't know what to prepare?

He asked Long Sihai, and Long Sihai only said that he would listen to orders.

When Long Sihai asked him, 'Are you ready?', he was apprehensive.

He has practiced the "Nine Yang Sutra" and has reached the fourth level, even if he faces life and death, he can face it calmly.

His heart is like a mirror, and he is not affected by emotions such as love, affection, shock, and fear, but Zhuge Xinyue makes him feel affection in his heart, and love is afraid, and fear is frightened, and his mood is naturally affected by it.

Then, Long Sihai lit the incense candle and yellow paper, placed it in the four directions, and there were words in his mouth, the syllables were extremely strange, and every time he read a paragraph, he would bow to the four directions once.

He moves naturally and has a respectful attitude.

After doing this several times, he returned to the altar.

In his hand appeared a knife, a knife used by worldly butchers to kill pigs.

With a single knife in his hand, he cut off the livestock.

Blood spurted out.

The sky, the ground, the altar, and the black banner in his hand were all stained with blood.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and the blood on the ground formed puddles of blood, and the black flags on his body and hands were all stained red with blood, and he was like a bloody man, bathing in the blood of livestock, and dancing in a very strange way.

It's more like a constant combination of certain postures, which at first feels extremely strange, but the more you look at it, the more profound and sensitive it feels, as if he is not dancing but performing some kind of ancient ritual.

He made a strange cry from his mouth, sometimes like the roar of a wounded beast, sometimes like the shrill cry of some kind of bird.

He kept spinning around the altar, constantly dancing and shouting, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in some kind of mirror.

Tang Bai looked at Long Sihai with a strange expression, he didn't feel any energy fluctuations around him, let alone any law fluctuations in the space, and there were no divine power fluctuations.

All this looks like a funny and ridiculous drama directed and acted by Long Sihai.

Long Sihai seemed to know Tang Bai's thoughts, and walked over with a limp.

I saw him wave his hand casually, and the sharp blade in his hand swung straight towards Tang Bai.

Tang Bai was about to dodge, but Long Sihai's calm and clear eyes looked at him.

I don't know why, when Tang Bai saw these eyes, he actually understood what Long Sihai wanted to express.

He didn't dodge, and let Long Sihai's sword light swing on his body, cutting blood marks on his body.

I don't know what kind of treasure the knife in Long Sihai's hand is, although he didn't use the "Witch Body Dafa", but his muscles and flesh have long been unbreakable, not to mention an ordinary knife, even if it is a magic weapon, it can't cut his broken skin.

But the facts are right in front of you.

The blood on his body was dripping with blood, but between breaths, he also became a bloody man.

He felt as if his blood had traveled through time and space, being sucked by some powerful god.

It was as if he had become a kind of sacrifice.

Long Sihai was still jumping, but the black banner in his hand knocked on the soul exorcism lamp in Tang Bai's hand from time to time, and every time he struck, the soul exorcism lamp would flash, and the pattern on it would also change once.

After beating like this more than twenty times, a transparent figure flew out of the soul exorcism lamp, wrapped in an invisible light, and instantly disappeared into Zhuge Xinyue's eyebrows.

The computer is broken, several author friends have given up, and I don't know how long I can keep writing!