Chapter 222: Bad Luck Strikes
At night, the poisonous fog came as scheduled, engulfing the vast land of Wuzhou.
The inn was deserted and quiet in the night, only a dim oil lamp was lit in the lobby, and it was as if everyone was asleep.
In the room, Xia Qing was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she had really fallen asleep, but her eyelids were beating from time to time. The furnishings in the room have not changed, but there are a lot of translucent silk threads, which are the mechanism killing array laid by her aunt Yu Qiniang herself. The old shopkeeper fell asleep on the chaise longue, Tang Banbei, Yu Qi Niang and Zhao Dazui lurked around, and there were occasionally a few dings in the darkness, and Lu Madman was still pondering his nails.
After making sure that Xia Qing really escaped from the ghost mansion and was almost taken away by a bad luck, Yu Qiniang didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly took precautions. According to the old shopkeeper's words, the living are targeted by the yin, this is a life and death disaster, and if you can't survive it, your longevity will be gone.
Xia Qing didn't feel a little sleepy, and wanted to turn over and sit up to practice several times, but he had to continue to lie down with his eyes closed when he remembered his aunt Yu Qiniang's instructions.
In the darkness, the voices of Tang Banbei and Yu Qi Niang were faintly heard.
"Qi Niang, aren't you leaving?" asked Tang Banbei in a low voice.
"Old drunkard, what about you, don't leave either?" Yu Qiniang asked rhetorically.
"Huh. ”
Tang Banbei smiled, "I don't care, anyway, the ancient Yue Kingdom has been destroyed for so many years, and there is no hurry to restore the country for a day or two." You're different, admit defeat, don't make people laugh, the Zoroastrians are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain. ”
"That's right, admit defeat to the gamble, but don't agree on when to leave. Besides, even if you really regret it, what if the gambling contract is important or Qing'er's life is important?" Yu Qiniang snorted.
Tang Banbei was speechless, underestimating Yu Qiniang's shamelessness.
After the Battle of Wuzhou City, Shangguan Yuhong has been leading Zoroastrian people to stay at the foot of Bijia Mountain, waiting to return to the Zoroastrian altar with Yu Qiniang. In order to let Yu Qiniang, the holy aunt, return to Zoroastrianism, Shangguan Yuhong really fought hard and suffered serious internal injuries. If you hear Yu Qiniang say this, I don't know if I will be angry to death.
"What's so embarrassing about this, in my opinion, just kill that Shangguan Elder all, and the world will be quiet. Hehe, Qi Niang, do you want me to help you?" Zhao Dazui took over the conversation, crackling and pressing his fingers, in the past two days, the murderous aura has become more and more intense. After the murderous heart is aroused, it is difficult to calm down.
"Dead mouth, don't mess around!"
"Hehe, my favorite thing is messing around. ”
......
The voices of the three of them were intermittent, and although they all deliberately lowered their voices, they still reached Xia Qing's ears.
"Auntie is leaving?"
Xia Qing couldn't sleep even more, and suddenly remembered that when she came back from Wuzhou City, her aunt had been standing at the door of the inn waiting for her, holding a package in her hand, looking like she was going to go far away. Soon, Xia Qing remembered the gambling contract between her aunt Yu Qiniang and Shangguan Yuhong. If Emperor Zhao Zixuan of Dakang wins, Shangguan Yuhong will immediately lead the Zoroastrians to leave without saying a word, and will never come to harass them again; on the contrary, if Zhao Zixuan loses, his aunt will go back with them and take charge of Zoroastrianism again.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the Dakang Dynasty has strong national strength and is prepared, Zhao Zixuan cannot lose, 100% want to invade Wuzhou, it is just the length of time it takes; however, the result is so unexpected, the head of the Heavenly Master Xiahou Xuanfeng suddenly killed, ruining Zhao Zixuan's dream.
"Damn!"
"Is Shangguan Yuhong's dead old woman lucky, or an unpredictable prophet?"
Xia Qing flipped through it, originally, he thought that the unexpected victory in Wuzhou City was a great thing, but now he was worried, and he was reluctant to let his aunt leave like this.
The cold wind howled, and the poisonous mist in the air rolled up.
The world is quieter, I don't know when it started, the tinkling sound of the Lu madman is gone, and it seems that this madman is also tired.
Xia Qing's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he felt a faint but familiar aura, somewhat similar to the breath of the old man who burned paper, but more dignified and gloomy.
Here it comes!
The old shopkeeper is right, the master of the ghost mansion is really here! This time, who will come?
Xia Qing got up nervously, lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep, unable to understand why the ghost mansion was so endless.
Tang Banbei, Zhao Dazui and the others also calmed down, and they also sensed something unusual.
The wind kept blowing, and the air was getting colder and colder. The gloomy aura became stronger and stronger, but there was no one in sight, and after waiting for a while, Xia Qing was a little puzzled, and was about to quietly get up to see what was going on, when Aunt Yu Qiniang's voice sounded in her head, "Don't move, there are two yin chases, just outside the inn." ”
Two at once?
Xia Qing's heart was jumping, and he was concentrating on it carefully, and sure enough, he noticed that two yin winds were circling the inn. The two yin cha also seemed to sense something, knowing that the inn was dangerous, and they kept going around outside but didn't come in.
The old shopkeeper seemed to be asleep, and there was no reaction, and the chaise longue under him creaked and swayed;
Lun Lunac did not make any sound and seemed to be asleep too;
Xia Qing's eyelids kept jumping, and he felt that he was being targeted by two cold breaths, becoming more and more dangerous. Fortunately, I was a little relieved to think that my aunt Yu Qiniang, Tang Banbei and Zhao Dazui were lurking nearby.
"Qing'er, don't worry, the yin errands must leave before dawn, they can't afford it. Yu Qi Niang's voice continued to come, and said: "Calm down, lie on the bed and don't move, it's troublesome to startle the snake." Your yang life is far from coming, no matter why these yin errors come to you, you must teach them a hard lesson, so that they will never dare to beat your idea again. You don't have to answer, just understand and nod. ”
Xia Qing nodded and continued to lie on the bed and pretend to be asleep.
"Yang Shou is not over, how does my aunt know?"
"My aunt also knows divination, or did the old shopkeeper say it?"
Xia Qing couldn't calm down at all, and after thinking about it, his heart suddenly moved, recalling Mr. Shuijing's movements, and then playing one trick after another. Slowly, many points of light appeared in front of my eyes, like the vast stars in the starry sky, connected with thin wires and connected into a huge net.
Destiny Skynet!
Before the yin was about to strike, Xia Qing was suddenly touched by her aunt Yu Qiniang and wanted to see her fate.
Under Xia Qing's operation, the Mingge Skynet was magnified level by level, and successfully found Yan Guo and Xia Wangfu. Then, Xia Qing was stunned, he couldn't find the corresponding point of fate at all, and instead there was darkness, as if he had jumped out of the net, or his fate was covered.
"Huh......"
Xia Qing flipped out the "Wordless Book of Heaven" left by Mr. Shui Jing, and didn't say anything on it, "It's strange, what's going on?"
Xia Qing frowned, and before he had time to think about it, there was a sudden storm outside the door. The two Yin Cha, who had been wandering outside the inn, finally couldn't hold their breath anymore and floated in with the yin wind.
Xia Qing's eyebrows beat wildly, Yu Qiniang and the others were silent, and the recliner under the old shopkeeper suddenly stopped shaking.