80. Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon
Actually, I don't know how to fight at all.
Lin Jian floated alone in front of the paralyzed crowd, her sleeves and hem floating slightly with the breeze, like a butterfly fluttering. His gaze was still clear and focused, sweeping like X-rays over the four white coats standing upright, and his expression was not revealing at all. It seems that everything is under control.
However, at this time, he was actually a little frightened in his heart.
The spell he used to make a quick witt did work, and the deceptive spell that was originally used to manipulate paper money and brooms in magic (in ancient times, Taoist priests would deliberately throw lighter paper money, brooms, dishes, etc. into the air in order to show their magical powers, and use Jianghu tricks to keep it for a long time, so as to make a profit) Unexpectedly, it was catalyzed by the BA element with amazing effect, enough to hold up an adult man. The itching in the legs has also been stopped after leaving the earth, and even has a tendency to gradually subside. But the soreness below the thighs held the ground with no sign of giving in...... If it weren't for the fact that his legs were now suspended in the air and he was completely powerless, he would probably have been forced to kneel on the ground.
The more powerful the tiger is, the longer the years of practice, the stronger the ghost's magic effect becomes. Ordinary ghosts cannot even appear directly in front of the breath of a living person, and at best can only confuse lonely pedestrians with weak yang qi with auditory hallucinations and illusions. And now the corridor is crowded with middle-aged men, the yang energy is blowing in the face between breaths, and there are even more evil things that break the yin such as glass pieces and red ropes, but these four people are unharmed, and one move actually made Lin Jian unable to react, and directly suffered a big loss.
Such a strong ghost......
"Where's the tiger behind you?" Lin Jian said.
No one spoke, the five white coats remained silent, the five masks-like stiff and rigid faces remained motionless, and the five pairs of inorganic eyes rolled up slightly, staring at Lin Jian.
Lin Jian sighed and said softly, "It seems that only I found it myself." β
As soon as the words fell, the white coat closest to him suddenly moved-he folded his legs, jumped up suddenly, and punched towards Lin Jian. This punch was extremely fast, and as soon as the fist was halfway there, the fierce wind had already swept to Lin Jian's face. Lin Jian smiled at the white coat as if nothing happened, and blew lightly into his fist. In an instant, the BA elements gathered and danced, and Lin Jian's body floated and moved, narrowly dodging the fist of the white coat.
The white coat bent his legs to the ground, and he was about to kick the ground and bounce again, when suddenly the wind sounded suddenly, and Lin Jian's robe sleeves hunted and drummed rolls, spilling out a colorful BA smoke. The smoke flew in the air, and the mosquitoes pounced on the white coat's face as if they were seeing blood, and blew into his eyes one after another. Before the white coat could react, countless dust and debris had already rushed into his eyes, covering his eyelids and eyeballs in an instant. There was a strange gurgling sound in his throat, and his body shook and he fell straight down.
Lin Jian shook his sleeves, gathered the scattered dust again, and said in a manly voice: "It is said that the ability of the tiger depends on a pair of eyes, it seems that as long as the trick is abolished, the king of the hundred beasts will have to be a little more vain." β
He lowered his head again, and his gaze swept carefully over the eyes of the remaining three ghosts, hoping to find a different shadow in their eyesβit was said that the tiger manipulated the ghosts by the pupils of their eyes. The evil tiger with human nature can even directly connect the eyes of ghosts with its own eyes, and detect news through the vision of ghosts...... But now he saw nothing, and the three men were still stunned, like dead wooden people.
Do you really want to clean up these three people one by one?
Lin Jian had a little headache. It's easy to clean up the ghost, but to get rid of the paralysis in the legs, you must find the culprit who drives the ghost. If the manipulators behind the scenes really intend to give up these four subordinates, then the sequelae of the entire hospital will really become a dead end. Helpless.
The tiger must be forced out, he thought.
Lin Jian looked up at the moon and estimated the hour by the moonlight, then he lowered his head and slowly stretched out his left hand from his sleeve. The index finger of his left hand was a little red, and he had been plucked out of the fingernails with blood. He lowered his hand and flicked his fingers, and the blood on his fingertips shot out, landing impartially at his feet.
"The wind is coming." He whispered.
As soon as he finished speaking, the corridor suddenly swished around, the wind blew fiercely, and then the windows shook, the curtains vibrated and shook, and they shook straight inward. The BA debris on Lin Jian's side swirled with the wind, diffused and contracted like a thick fog, and finally shot out in all directions, and several people hiding behind Lin Jian screamed one after another, hurriedly hugging their heads and curling up, panicked to avoid the stirring dust.
After a few minutes, the wind became louder and stronger, and the wind penetrated into the neckline of the sleeves and clothes, blowing people's clothes like waves, and the wind was full of sand and dust, and the skin was faintly painful. Everyone shrunk up and covered their mouths and noses, lest they inhale a speck of dust. Lin Jian's voice was inspired by the wind, becoming louder and clearer:
"The so-called wind from the tiger and the cloud from the dragon, now that the wind is so loud, why don't you come out for a walk?"
This sentence was driven by the wind, echoing around along the corridor and ward, and for a while the voices in the hospital were loud, and countless echoes of "why don't you come out for a walk" were remembered again and again in the wind, as if countless Lin Jian were talking in turn.
After the echo vibrated nineteen times, the wind suddenly became smaller and weaker, and contracted sharply in the direction of the corridor, but in a few seconds, the swishing sound faded into obscurity, and the high curtains fell one by one. The fierce skull wind quickly weakened, and in a moment it turned into a light stream, passing over everyone's clothes and heads like water. In the end, there was silence.
Lin Jian finally laughed, he looked sideways at the end of the corridor, and his voice was soft: "Your Excellency is finally willing to appear?" β
No one answered. A moment later, heavy footsteps sounded faintly, as if a heavy object was staggering towards the hallway. Gradually, the footsteps became louder and clearer, and the people behind Lin Jian began to gasp uncontrollably.
Half a minute later, a shadow flickered at the end of the hallway, and then there was a muffled thud on the floor, and a shadow leaped out of the shadows with the sound of a sound, and stood motionless.
Even though Lin Jian had been prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but be surprised when he suddenly saw this strange black shadow: there was neither a tiger nor a heavy object in front of him, but only a thin and small short man, his whole body was wrapped in layers of black cloth impermeable. The only eye he showed was a pair of unusually large sunglasses, but he didn't show any skin.
The short, black-clad man stood straight and straight, never moving again.
Lin Jian came back to his senses: "You are the master of these three ghosts?" β
The short man was silent, just nodding stiffly.
"What the hell are you trying to do? What does it have to do with the BA element? Lin Jian asked.
The short man's face was blocked, and no one could see his expression. But for a moment, Lin Jian felt that he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then slowly raised his right hand, which was also tangled and strong, and raised it in front of the sunglasses.
He seemed to suddenly have a strong interest in his hand, and turned the wrapped palm in front of him repeatedly, carefully studying it over and over again. After turning over ten turns, even Lin Jian couldn't bear it anymore. He cleared his throat, his voice implied intimidation: "You really don't want to give an explanation?" β
The man in black finally turned his head sideways. He glanced at Lin Jian, his palm suddenly went up, and he directly took off his glasses, revealing a pair of orange eyes. These eyes were emotionless, like a cold and godless glass bead, staring at Lin Jian without moving.
Then in an instant, a terrified roar erupted behind Lin Jian, extremely sharp and poignant. Lin Jian turned his head in astonishment, but saw the men and women lying on the ground behind him, all with distorted faces, rolling and screaming, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying. There were even a few people in the corner of the wall who had collapsed to the ground, and there was a large puddle of water under them.
Lin Jian: ......
It's embarrassing.
He turned his head expressionlessly, staring condescendingly at the little black dwarf. The little man looked indifferent, and a pair of orange eyes immediately met him. The moment the eye made contact, Lin Jian's heart jumped suddenly, and then a burst of extreme horror welled up, as if there was some deadly and terrifying threat in front of him. The panic clung to the heart like a poisonous snake, boiling blood, and then went up the spine and into the brain, creating all sorts of illusions and horrors along the way. Unexpectedly, distracting thoughts were born, and the BA elements everywhere immediately agitated, and in an instant, the cool breeze around him was encouraged, and his brain was cold, and he immediately broke out of the panic. Lin Jian's heart was beating wildly and panting violently, and she quickly opened her eyes to look at Bei Chu, who was already soaked in cold sweat.
The tiger's ability is all in a pair of eyes...... He remembered in horror what he had said a few minutes earlier.
However, it can actually rely on the tiger power in a pair of eyes to shock so many living people, this tiger is indeed extraordinary.
He gasped and flared his sleeves a second time. In an instant, the wind blew violently, and the BA elements around him were swept away by the storm, and they all poured into the rushing air current, and then collided with each other and spun, shooting out wildly in all directions.
According to the spell's conception, such a cloud of dust would be enough to block the tiger's view and even burrow into its eyes and temporarily blind it. But the tiger was certainly different: a few seconds later an even sharper wind swished and spread swiftly towards Lin Jian, and the two opposite winds collided with each other and crunched and screeched. The airflow in front of Lin Jian quickly weakened, and the hazy BA mist retreated step by step, constricting and converging towards his side, and could no longer spread out.
Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon. Tigers are really good at wind. Lin Jian thought.
But he wasn't stupid enough to compete with this short man. Lin Jian waved his sleeves for the third time - this time it was no longer the BA dust mist that came out, only the thumping sound behind him, and then the breeze came slowly, sending a broken red rope. These wisps of red thread lingered in the air for a moment, and finally spun and shot straight into the storm in front of Lin Jian.
Lin Jian folded his arms and smiled at the black cloth face that was faintly visible in the dust mist.
"Human beings are the spirit of all things, and they are not comparable to a tiger. Mr. Behind the Scenes. β