The black and white single hook jade is slowly rotating, forward and backward, two diametrically opposed hour hand trajectories, full of strange and mysterious atmosphere. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As Qin Hao's hands were not fast, but absolutely meticulous, calm and precise forbearance seals, one after another were unhurriedly knotted, the chakra in his body was like a small stream with traction, running rapidly, circling the meridians, and the blood vessels were flowing, flowing in a way that Qin Hao couldn't see or understand now.

The heart was beating slowly, and the trajectory of the chakra was gradually condensed, like a vague pattern, as if constructing a vague rune.

"Water Escape—Waterfall!"

Qin Hao said in a low voice, the complex ninja seal in his hand was finished, and the chakra in his body trembled invisibly, and then, it seemed that there was a crisp sound of "pop" in his body, and the chakra returned to silence.

"Water Escape—Waterfall (4/900)."

It is a normal result that ninjutsu does not succeed, after all, the progress bar has only reached the unit of "4", and there is still a long way to go before the complete mastery of "900".

I felt the chakra in my body, probably because of the practice mastery, the loss of chakra is within an acceptable range, and the average consumption of chakra is 100 chakra points for a practice, but I don't know, when you really master the cast, this number will increase several times.

"I hope it's not too exaggerated."

Qin Hao said in his heart, he had become more and more aware of the importance of chakra.

The cold wind blew, Qin Hao retracted his thoughts, and glanced faintly at the Leng family's stone house in the distance.

In the rapid breathing of everyone in the Leng family, in the scorching sight, the old patriarch's wood-like palm moved the iron box vigorously, and the iron lid was lifted.

The dust was sprinkled, and with a "click", the iron lid fell lightly to the ground, revealing the true face of the road inside.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the eyes of everyone in the Leng family seemed to be fixed on it—two black wooden talismans.

The two wooden talismans lay quietly in the iron box, condensing everyone's eyes and hearts.

Mysterious?

Quaint?

It seems that there is such an aura that quietly escapes, stirring everyone's minds, but. It seemed to be just an illusion, just two fist-sized, ordinary, ordinary wooden blocks that could no longer be ordinary, except for some ghostly drawings carved by children on them, except that the ugly, complex lines looked exactly the same, and even the wood itself looked different, emitting a musty dampness.

Is this really the "marrying" talisman in the story? Are you teasing me?

It was like a basin of snow water from an iceberg, pouring it on everyone's body from the top of their heads, and a chilling cold air came out from the inside out.

"Old patriarch, did you take the wrong thing?"

The third uncle opened his voice like a broken gong, lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice, his words represented everyone's thoughts.

The old patriarch looked at the two ancient talismans in his hand in a daze, and for a while he was full of thoughts, as if he was stunned, and when he heard the words of the third uncle, he slowly raised his eyes full of tears, looked around, and said indifferently: "This is the 'marry' ancient talisman, it is because of it that our Leng family is ruined." ”

"It's too ordinary."

The third uncle's youngest son still showed a strong look of doubt in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice.

"You can't see the difference, not because it's ordinary, but because you're too ordinary, too eye-catching, hey." The old patriarch sighed.

In a word, it stirred up everyone's fiery ghost thoughts, but he was lonely and threw the iron box and the ancient talisman to the ground, as if discarding dross, and said with a dead heart: "Is there really no hope for my Leng family." ”

The look in the old patriarch's eyes became lighter and fainter, and the already cloudy eyes suddenly went out, emitting a miserable gray color, as if he had lost his strength, unloaded all his hopes and burdens, and suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

He's dead!

"Poof!" With a bang, the corpse fell to the ground, and it fell to the side of the ancient talisman, and suddenly appeared in the vision of the Leng family.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

Except for the matter of Leng Jiansheng, before Qin Hao came here, before today, the old patriarch who had been alive and respected by the Leng family fell in front of their eyes, like a huge death knell, waking everyone up.

"Old patriarch?"

No one spoke loudly, everyone seemed to be frightened, and the whispers only dared to echo this voice in their hearts, there were so many things that happened today, many of them were dizzying, and many of them had no time to react and think.

Right and wrong, love and hate, greed and reason, intertwined, tangled. The atmosphere and the hearts of the people are depressed and weird.

"Old Patriarch!"

The old five tiger's eyes widened angrily, and the whole person instantly regained consciousness, and he suddenly threw himself next to the old patriarch's corpse, tears rolling down, like a child who had done something wrong.

However, his movements were like a signal, which instantly affected the people in the room, and several people rushed over together, some pounced on the old patriarch's corpse, wailing in pain, and some came back to their senses and grabbed the ancient talisman on the ground, and the Leng family with a hideous and twisted face.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The low, strange laughter that seemed to be as bad as a ghost came from the youngest son and the sixth child of the third uncle's family.

The eyes of the two people were red, and the palms of their hands were clutching the ancient talismans, as if they were holding the whole world, their bodies were trembling, and they couldn't tell whether they were afraid or excited, giving people the feeling of being insane and crazy.

"Er, bring it." The third uncle and his eldest son breathed at the same time, and their eyes suddenly moved away from the old patriarch's corpse, and they looked at the younger son, and said in a low voice.

"Hey, hey, hey!" It's just a strange laughter, or a strange laughter, the youngest son of the third uncle's family is deaf.

A chill rushed to everyone's hearts, and the fifth stood up angrily, stared at the sixth child, and shouted fiercely: "Sixth, take it!" ”

The sixth child's trembling body shook, and he looked at the fifth child with a hideous face, the blood vessels bulged out above his head, but his steps took a step back.

"Huh!"

The fifth child laughed angrily, his fingers tremblingly pointed at the sixth child, obviously angry, "Idiot, stupid." Doesn't the scar on your eyebrow hurt anymore? You're so stupid, I'm going to save you today. ”

The sixth man's body shook, and a touch of fear appeared on his face, as if he had thought of some bad memories, and the whole person was much clearer.

Lao Wu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly took a step, and slapped the sixth man in the face with a stick, his slap was extremely forceful, half of the sixth child's face was fanned, his teeth flew out mixed with blood, and the ancient talisman in his hand was taken away by the fifth child.

He no longer paid attention to the sixth uncle, and turned to look murderously at the third uncle who was blocking in front of him, and the youngest son of the third uncle's family had been pulled over by the eldest son.

"Third uncle, give it to me."

The fifth child has little patience with the Leng family now, he stared coldly at the white bandage on the third uncle's neck, and said coldly: "Fight, fight for a fart, there are two tigers blocked outside, I just gave it to you, do you have the life to take it?" ”