Chapter 12: The Black Dragon

Zhang Yingshan's heart was confused, and he couldn't help but look back.

Yin Dazi was waiting for him at this time, when he exhaled, the wind swept the sand and blew Zhang Yingshan's head and face, his eyes were fascinated by the sand, and his vision was out of order and he lost his sense of direction in an instant, and he could only hear the whining wind in his ears.

"Yingshan, are you back, can you get the dragon beard grass back?"

Listening to the voice, it was his wife Xiuqing, Zhang Yingshan was overjoyed, God was hungry and blind, looking at this time he was saved!

Turning his head and just about to answer, he only felt a chill in his back, as if something had been pulled out of his body, and he only felt dizzy in front of him.

Falling to the ground with a "boom", Zhang Yingshan suddenly woke up, looked up, and saw that there was no shadow of Xiuqing at all, and he was still on Jiming Island.

"Most of the shouts just now are the tricks of that Yindazi." Zhang Yingshan scolded secretly in his heart,

As the saying goes, soldiers are not tired of cheating, and I blame myself for being rumored, which gave him a chance to take advantage of.

When I was a child, I often heard the old people in Jiaodong City say that there is a real fire of samadhi on the top of the head of the living, and there is a bright lamp on each shoulder.

When he turned around in a hurry, the light on his shoulder was probably blown out by Yindazi.

Now that I am in the open and the enemy is in the dark, the open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to defend, and the silver dazi is full of tricks, how can I survive until dawn?

When it is broken, Uncle Zhang can't fall down, only listen to the sound of "swish" and tear off a piece of clothing, tear off two small pieces separately to plug the ears, and the rest of the blindfolded ears and nose, and directly wrap the head - first close the five senses and then say, no matter who you pretend to be behind your back, even if you shout out the flowers, anyway, I can't hear it, let that guy scream, I don't move, even if I shout my throat, what can he bear with me?

When the rooster crows three times and the morning breaks, he and I will walk on one side of the road, and who will be able to stop me at that time?

Thinking like this, I simply sat on the ground to respond to all changes.

It is said that Zhang Yingshan is also a real and even affectionate person, quite a bit of a chivalrous demeanor, and now there are chasing soldiers in front of him and intercepting them, but to him it is like a fictitious, and he is not panicked at all.

If it weren't for the dizziness at this time, I'm afraid that the eighteenth generation of Yindazi's ancestors would have been greeted again.

Looking at this side again, Yin Dazi was also stunned, he has been a ghost for so many years, and the big girl and young man who was shouted by him from behind are not a hundred but eighty, which one is not so frightened that his face is gloomy and his farts are flowing.

Today, this master is a little incomprehensible, as if he is neither afraid nor planning to escape, what is the way to wrap himself into a dumpling and sit on the ground?

Could it be that I saw my grandfather's majesty and was frightened, so I could only sit back and wait for death?

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to act rashly, who knew what kind of medicine he was selling in Zhang Yingshan's gourd.

"Yingshan, look at my mother, she can already walk on the ground." Yin Dazi pretended to be Zhang's mother's voice and shouted behind him,

Zhang Yingshan is as motionless as a sculpture.

"Although the world says that ghosts and ghosts are ghosts, this person is still so shrewd when he is alive, and he can pay it back when he dies." Yindazi just woke up,

"The old man has the heart to give him a ride on the Huangquan Road, avenged the revenge of that arrow, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart, and then borrowed his body to go to the world to live happily, and the soul was handed over to the soul of the Lord to fall, but now it seems that at present, relying on the old man's own strength to shout the soul, to say that this person still has some means, he can be good at tricks to stop the group of ghosts from rioting, just don't do it..."

After that, a whirlwind rose straight to the red line between the pine forests in the depression, although the red line was soaked in cinnabar, but it was originally just a vulgar thing used in the women's boudoir, and when it stopped the ghosts for a long time, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, only to hear the sound of "click", and the red line was broken in response.

When the ghosts saw the living people in the ghost market, they were like a group of hungry wolves seeing the meat, and they wanted to eat them alive.

But I didn't expect to fight a lifetime of geese, but when I came to Zhang Yingshan, I was pecked by the geese, and under the annoyance and anger, the ghosts rose up and were menacing.

Rao is Zhang Yingshan understood the means of shouting the soul behind Yindazi, but he only ignored this section, now the ghosts are close at hand, Zhang Yingshan is still closed and unaware, and the ghosts stretched out their hands as they spoke, like the tentacles of a hundred-legged octopus in the deep sea, and went straight to the door of Zhang Yingshan...

"Giggle!!"

At the last moment, only three loud rooster crows were heard,

The rooster crows every morning at the first rays of the sun, and as soon as the rooster crows, it will be dawn at three or four o'clock in the morning.

When the sun rises slowly, the yang energy will become more and more vigorous, and the ghosts and evil spirits will be scattered when the sun shines, so the rooster crow is also a symbol of the alternation of yin and yang in the twenty-four hours of the day.

The rooster is the most rigid and yang thing between heaven and earth, and it is said that the blood of the rooster comb is smeared on the eyelids, which has the effect of exorcizing demons and warding off evil spirits.

After three rooster crows, there was silence on the island, and in the blink of an eye, the ghosts had disappeared, and Yin Dazi didn't know where to run with his tail between his legs.

The vast islands are silent, except for the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

Although Zhang Yingshan closed his five senses, after all, he was in the tiger's den in Longtan, and he had to be vigilant all the time.

"After such a long time, why hasn't Yindazi moved at all? It's so quiet around? Could it be that the sky is already bright? It is arguably premature. ”

If you listen carefully, there is not even a trace of wind in the air except for the waves.

Zhang Yingshan didn't dare to slack off, his suspicion suddenly rose, thinking that Yindazi was scheming, could it be that he couldn't do it, and he wanted to use this method to lure me into the bait?

People's hearts are unpredictable, if Yin Dazi is still shouting in his ears at this time, Zhang Yingshan is completely sure that he will spend time with him until dawn, but at this time, the flag is silent and silent, but Zhang Yingshan can't sit still with the drum in his heart.

I simply took off the mask and looked at it, and the moon like a jade plate hung in the sky, and the bright moonlight poured down.

There were difficulties and dangers along the way, although it was tossed for half a night, but only an hour had passed, and it was still the middle of the night.

After a closer look, there was no trace of Yindazi in front of him, Uncle Zhang had the courage to look back, and couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart,

I saw that the red thread that had just been tied between the pine forests had been broken, and the ghosts bound by the red thread were nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Yingshan was horrified in his heart, the trap he had finally designed made the ghosts fall into the trap, and now the ghost door is wide open, where is my escape?

I was in a hurry, and I suddenly heard a "click" of thunder above my head, like a regretful momentum and overwhelming power.

Uncle Zhang looked up when he heard the sound, his eyes couldn't help but widen in shock, and he gasped,

I saw a behemoth swimming in the clouds in mid-air, the body was filled with water vapor, looming, the head of the snake cow had horns on its head, and the scales around the body opened and closed, like gold and stone striking each other, sonorous, and when I looked at it, it was actually a black dragon winding and circling.