Chapter 22: Illusion Technique
Pick it up, it's still the cold female voice, "No. 1234, there are some supernatural conditions near the western suburbs of Xinhua Road in your city, you are looking for an opportunity to explore there in the past two days, understand?" β
Qin Tian was already somewhat familiar with her style of acting, and replied directly: "Understood! β
After a day's military training, Qin Tian found an excuse and walked out directly through the back door, it was already dark.
He stopped a taxi on the side of the road and sat straight in the back seat, before he could report the name of the place, the middle-aged driver turned around and asked in Mandarin with some meaning of the Shijiazhuang dialect: "Little brother, where are you going?" Do you want to take a bath? β
"Huh?" Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, and only after a while did he come back to his senses, "Don't wash or wash, go directly to the western suburbs of Xinhua Road." β
"Where are you going? Our circle has been discussing for the past two days that there is something evil there, this big night, you go alone? The driver seemed a little surprised when he heard the name of the place, and asked suspiciously.
Qin Tian scratched his head, "My family lives over there, something is going on here, go directly, it's okay, just put me down at the intersection." β
"Okay, sit down!"
After seven or eight minutes, the taxi stopped at the entrance of Xijiao Village, Qin Tian stepped out of the car, and looked at the dark and gloomy area of Xijiao Village, with sporadic lights on three or two companies, showing a little gloomy.
"What the fuck!" Qin Tian suddenly heard a curse from behind, and he turned around to find that it was the taxi driver, the driver turned around, and the rear half of the car poked into the gate of Xijiao Village and turned off.
"Boom~", "Boom~" The driver fired twice, and the sound showed that there was nothing abnormal, but it couldn't be started alive or dead, the driver poked his head out and handed Qin Tian a cigarette, "Little brother, please trouble, can you help me push it?" β
"Okay." After all, it was sent by someone, Qin Tian responded, walked to the back of the car and pushed his right arm, and the moment the rear of the taxi broke away from the entrance of Xijiao Village, "boom~buzz~" was activated.
"Thank you, you can go home too!" The taxi driver thanked him, stepped on the accelerator, flew away, and muttered, "It's his mother's evil nature!" β
Qin Tian turned around and walked into Xijiao Village, Xijiao Village covers a large area, most of them are old-fashioned bungalows with one floor, and after walking three or five steps, Qin Tian saw the big word "demolition" on the wall, and thought that this was a demolition site.
As soon as his eyes opened, a brown demonic qi pillar stone was lit up in a place far away, the demonic aura was extremely high, almost stabbing the sky, Qin Tianyi smacked his lips, this seems to be a big guy.
In the dark, he identified the way, walked towards the demon pillar, and passed by a house with lights on, which seemed to hear Qin Tian's footsteps, and the next moment he turned off the light source in the house, and there was a little bit of a rumour.
After walking for more than ten minutes, an uncovered open space appeared in front of Qin Tian's eyes, in the middle of the clearing, a big tree hugged by ten people stood quietly, the bark was dark gray, the crown was dark green, and from a distance, it seemed that an inky cloud had gathered at the top of the tree.
An old locust tree that I don't know how many years it has grown!
There were two forklifts under the tree, there was no one in the car, both turned off, one of them was digging on the old locust tree, stuck three or five inches, I don't know what happened, the felling did not continue, some sap flowed out under the gap, solidified on the trunk, like tears, also like blood.
The summer wind blew, the leaves swayed, and the sound of Suo Suo continued one after another.
Qin Tian frowned when he heard the sound of the touch of the locust leaves, knowing that there seemed to be some other sound in the rope, he moved the tips of his ears, closed his eyes and listened carefully.
"η°η°~"Woo~""η°η°~""Woowoo~"
Qin Tian's scalp exploded, and he opened his eyes suddenly, he heard a sound similar to a child's crying, the night was deep, the breeze was cloudy, and the child's whimpering voice kept coming out, rendering this open space like a ghost.
Qin Tian's gaze came from top to bottom, and he saw that the hairs in the clearing were standing up, and countless white ghosts gathered around him, as if they were enjoying the shade under the tree, and they were only revealed under the void eyes.
With a "poof", Qin Tian unfolded the Blazing Sun Sword Finger, and only then did he relax a little.
The locust tree belongs to the ghost wood, the yin wood, this yin can be solved from the glyph, can also be solved from the story, and I don't know how many midnight ghost stories have chosen the locust tree as a supporting role.
Qin Tian sank his mind, took a deep breath, and looked towards the canopy again, where the sound of sorrow came from.
About seventeen or eighteen meters high, the old locust tree split two branches, from these two onwards there were a large number of branches and leaves and small branches, overwhelmingly extended, the two slightly larger forks sat a little boy with a bare buttocks, a face with tears and laughter, the skin was as brown as the rolling demonic energy, and the skin was all wrinkled like bark.
"Giggles~ Someone is coming! ~Woo woo~ Someone is here again! The little boy seemed to be aware of Qin Tian's gaze, and when he looked at it, the corners of his mouth were grinning, the two rows of sharp teeth were white and porcelain, and the inside of his mouth was dark red, as if he had just drunk a full cup of blood that was almost coagulated.
The little boy sat on the tree and waved his hand, and the dense souls under the tree seemed to be guided, holding their rotten fingers and claws, and grabbing Qin Tian with their withered bodies.
Qin Tian's entire body felt a kind of coldness, and his mind moved, he took out his pocket, took out a piece of paper, and pointed it at the long ghost that was coming towards him.
The first soul took the first step to see the paper that Qin Tian was lifting, its eyes glowed with yellow light, and it pointed to the paper, and its voice was like rotten wood: "Fake, fake!" β
Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, and took back the things in his hand to take a look, "MD, I took it wrong!" What he had in his hand was a hundred-dollar bill, and he took another look at his left pocket, and this time it was right.
He stepped forward, and the dense ghosts seemed to be greatly frightened, and they all took several steps back, their eyes showing fear.
What Qin Tian was holding this time was the spell he had uncovered on the 404 door of the women's dormitory earlier.
With the blessing of this rune paper, Qin Tian took a step forward, and the group of ghosts retreated, and in a breath, he was already less than twenty meters away from the ancient locust tree.
Taking another step, the boy sitting on the branch smiled at him, raised his right hand, and with a "whoosh" sound, a rattan rose from the ground, and it was whipped towards Qin Tian like a whip.
Qin Tian's right arm moved forward, "snap", and the next moment Qin Tian took a step back, baring his teeth and exhaling in pain, looking at his right forearm, a blood mark was vividly visible.
The boy made a gesture of his hand, and the rattan grew violently, and the tip reached the boy's mouth, and the little boy stretched out his crimson tongue and licked it, and his face showed a satisfied affection.
Qin Tian stepped on his feet hard, took seven or eight steps forward, and before the rattan returned, he had already reached the shade of the tree, and the tail finger of his right hand was a little weaker at the little boy on the branch, and the blue wave dragon was tightly wrapped around the little boy, and he tightly bound it, Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, and continued to walk forward, but in the next moment, he suddenly retreated.
"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh"!
I don't know how long this ancient locust tree has been rooted here, the underground rhizome has spread, and it has just stretched out seventeen or eighteen roots, and the roots are as fast as lightning and pumped towards Qin Tian.
Qin Tian has gone too deep, this retreat is not timely, seeing that he is about to be pumped in the face by the rattan, he quickly pinched Xuan Du, his eyebrows were hot, Teacher Guo's virtual soul met those vines, Wan'er's virtual soul appeared in front of him, these two souls isolated the attack of the rattan, and those rattans with teeth and claws seemed to hit a glass wall and were fixed in mid-air.
Illusion skills, the end of the world!
"Woo woo~" Although the little boy on the branch was bound by the Bibo Dragon, he still seemed to be in command, and more vines cracked out of the ground, one of which was particularly thick, pumping on Teacher Guo's void soul, directly shattering the invisible barrier, and crashing into Qin Tian with the sound of the wind.
"Whew! ~γAhem, cough, cough! Qin Tianzheng gasped heavily, seeing that this thick vine was in front of him in an instant, he almost closed his breath, he moved the five fingers of his right hand again, and waved forward, a long white tail with a faint fragrant wind blew across the surface of the giant vine, and the giant vine was like a drunken python, shaking left and right twice and falling to the ground.
Illusion, Soul Whitetail!
"Ahem," Qin Tian coughed twice more before he gasped, he retreated twenty meters away in fear, and the dragon-shaped black qi on the little boy on the branch under his eyes also dissipated on its own when it was time, it giggled, and a mockery appeared on its face. After a while, its little tiger teeth bared up, staring at Qin Tian with hatred, and there was a long resentment in his eyes, "Human! Damn it!! β
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