Chapter 80: A String of Bells

"Why are there no gunshots?" Master Dia was still wondering, and after a burst of gunfire, the locust grove suddenly fell silent, as if the battle was over.

But if the battle is over, why didn't anyone come out and tell themselves? Master Dia got out of the car and entered the locust grove with a platoon of guards.

"The yin qi here is really uncomfortable." Master Dia frowned, equally disliking the environment.

"What about people? Why is it all gone? Master Dia was even more puzzled, except for the pile of corpses left behind from the previous battle, there was not a single living person in sight.

He continued to walk forward with great doubts, and it took a while to finally see the figures, a dozen or so people in all. But these people seemed to be crazy, and one by one they fell to the ground, holding their necks with their hands, and they couldn't move.

"What's going on?"

If it weren't in the mountains, but on the street, Master Dia even wondered if his group was born from playing body art, but here, everything became extremely weird, weird and breathless.

Master Dia walked over and checked them one by one, but he didn't have a heartbeat or breath, and couldn't help but gasp: "It's dead, they actually strangled themselves to death." ”

Suddenly, Master Dia felt a change in the situation in front of him, as if another thousand powerful ghosts were rushing towards him, choking his neck.

"It's not good, Qimen Secret Technique!" After all, Master Dia can be regarded as a strange person, and he did not lose his mind in fright, but became more sober, and hurriedly took out a bell from his pocket and shook it, accompanied by the sound of jingling bells, the ghost finally disappeared.

"The Huaxia people are ambushing here, and Qin Xuebing is here to set up a formation!" Master Dia finally realized that it was not good, and knew Qin Xuebing from the hemp whip, he thought that the other party was a young man and should have no ability, but he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful and understand the Qimen formation.

You must know that the Qimen formation is equivalent to the upgrade of the Qimen secret technique, even if there are few people in the Qimen who can be involved, and this is the first time he has encountered it.

"Let's go!" Master Dia immediately made a decision, if he didn't leave, he might have to stay in the locust forest forever.

Looking at the subordinates who fell to the ground and pinched their necks, Master Dia ignored them and took a decisive step, he didn't want to waste his vitality on these inconsequential people, he still had to keep his vitality to fight against the formation here and walk out of this locust forest.

"Hey, someone broke the formation!"

Qin Xuebing's eyes suddenly lit up, as the master of the formation, everything in the big array was within his senses, and it was easy to find that someone had broken the formation.

"It should be Diya, this person knows witchcraft, very mysterious." The beautiful snake has fought against the Styx Cult many times and has collected a lot of information about Dia.

"More than 100 million?"

Qin Xuebing was happy, for him, Dia was a lot of money: "By the way, kill this guy, how can you get the reward?" ”

"Bring the body back, I'll take care of it for you." Beauty Snake said.

"You wait here, I'll go get the money back." Qin Xuebing laughed loudly and hurried down the mountain, he didn't want the beaked duck to fly.

"Let's go together, just see what you do with Dia."

The beautiful snake followed with a smile, and Ye Zijing also followed: "That bastard is a drug lord, you must not cheap him." ”

Master Dia wanted to leave the locust forest quickly, but things were far from going as smoothly as he imagined, and when he went up the mountain, it seemed that there were a lot of Qimen formations in the normal place, which made him difficult, especially in a formation he encountered before, there was a giant python ten zhang long, with a bloody mouth, which frightened his legs trembling, if he hadn't constantly hinted that he was deeply trapped in the Qimen formation, everything was fake, I am afraid that he would have fainted with fright.

"Go down, you have to go down as soon as possible!" Master Dia held the bell tightly, and if it weren't for this string of bells, he wouldn't have been able to break through the Qimen formation here.

Master Dia clearly remembers being in a coma in a fight with someone when he was young, and then being rescued by an old Chinese. The old Chinese was a strange man, very capable, and knew how to spell, and later he learned that these were called Qimen secret methods.

The old Chinese saw that Dia was smart and taught Dia some simple little witchcraft, but Dia kicked out to apprentice, but the old Chinese decisively refused. So Dia had a murderous intention, and took advantage of the old Chinese to get drunk and got this string of bells.

This string of bells is the beloved thing of the old Chinese, Master Dia also knows that this string of bells can enhance the power of witchcraft, thanks to this string of bells over the years, now at the moment of life and death, and relying on this string of bells, naturally afraid of losing it.

Suddenly, Master Dia felt a gust of yin wind blowing, and a huge yin qi seemed to be about to drill into his body: "It's not good, it's another Qimen formation." Without hesitation, he shook the bell with all his might, and he resisted the vitality for a moment. But he is also very uncomfortable, this yin qi is endless, and the vitality in his body is difficult to support for a long time, if it takes a long time, he will definitely die.

"Hey, this is a magic weapon?"

Qin Xuebing's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that the other party would have a magic weapon on his body, and it seemed to be a very good magic weapon: "No wonder this guy can break the formation." ”

"Aren't there many Dharma weapons in Taoism and Buddhism?" The beautiful snake was a little puzzled.

"Now Taoism, Buddha's feet can still have a few magic weapons, it's just a lie, this string of bells is different, it is a real magic weapon. After the production is completed, it needs to be carved into the formation, and then raised for dozens or hundreds of years with vitality or yin temperature, which is rare. Especially for the people of Qimen, it is not measured by money at all, and it is worth the trip to get this string of bells. ”

Qin Xuebing laughed hesitantly: "It's a pity that this idiot can't use it, causing the treasure to be covered with dust, otherwise it's really not easy to keep him." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Xuebing took out a piece of peach wood talisman from his pocket, pinched a spell in his hand, and then threw the peach wood talisman out: "Fall down for me!" ”

Before the words fell, Master Dia fell down in response, and Qin Xuebing and the others took a closer look, this guy was bleeding and out of breath.

"You Qimen people ......" the beautiful snake smiled bitterly, this kind of ability to kill people in the invisible is too terrifying, there is no way to defend against it.

"Otherwise, will Qimen fall?" Qin Xuebing sighed, it is precisely because the people in the Qimen are too weird that they are not allowed to be worldly.

Fortunately in ancient times, the methods of the people in the Qimen were strange, even if the emperor's family wanted to deal with the people in the Qimen, they had to weigh it. But now it's different, there are guns and artillery, and Qimen is scrupulous by the world, so it was wiped out.

Fortunately, it is now the new century, if it had been in the seventies, Qin Xuebing would have been dragged out to parade in the streets.

Qin Xuebing bent down and picked up the bell, the middle line was made of unknown materials, and there were three bells hanging on it, the larger one in the middle, the big one was the size of a thumb, and the two sides were smaller, only the size of the little finger.

Qin Xuebing shook it, his voice was very crisp, but he could hear that there was still a difference between the sound of the big bell and the small bell, the sound of the big bell was more empty and quiet, and the sound of the small bell was more obvious and sharp, with an obvious metallic feeling.

"It's engraved on this, it should be Pu Lao, right?" Ye Zijing pointed to the carving on the bell in the middle and said.

Pulao beast name, the fourth of the nine sons of the dragon, shaped like a dragon but smaller than a dragon, good to scream. It is said that Pu Lao lives by the sea, and is usually most afraid of whales. Whenever a whale is attacked, Pu Lao screams incessantly.

So people put its image on the bell, and carved the long wood that struck the bell into the shape of a whale, and asked it to be loud and loud by striking the bell.

"That's right, but for this artifact, what's the point of carving it?" Qin Xuebing was a little puzzled, he definitely didn't think that the production was just trying to make this bell louder through the legend of Pulao.

If that's the case, what kind of elixir to make, wouldn't it be more realistic to make a big bell directly.

ps: Thank you for the reward of the Tibetan friend "Unlimited Publisher", the first update has arrived.

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