This kick was so hard that it almost broke my leg bones, but Xie Zhijian and Luo Ningfeng applauded and applauded loudly.

I secretly smiled bitterly, next time Ren Luo Ningfeng said that the sky is broken, I won't do this stupid thing anymore, who knows who hurts!

In fact, this stone unicorn is carved too high, the center of gravity is slightly unstable, I just kicked on the force point between the stone statue and the ground, so that it lost its balance and will slide, with just a skill, after all, I am not Xiang Yu, let me kick hard, tired I can't kick.

But even so, my legs were shocked and painful.

But if I can break this so-called Yin Luo puzzle, my sin will not be in vain.

However, to my astonishment, the stone statue had slid away, and nothing had changed inside or outside the ancestral hall.

I turned my head to look at Luo Ningfeng, wanting to ask him what the hell he was doing.

Luo Ningfeng smiled but said nothing.

In the ancestral hall, there was a movement of Mao Xian's frugality: "You...... Who are you? ”

Luo Ningfeng stroked the few strands of bangs on his forehead very stinkily: "Da Xuankong, Luo Ningfeng." ”

Almost at the same time as he spoke, there was a sudden mournful cry in the ancestral hall, which was originally empty, like many women gathering together to cry and mourn, but in a blink of an eye, it turned into laughter, the kind of hysterical laughter......

As the saying goes, watching ghosts cry and listening to ghosts laughing, not going down to report for duty in the third watch, in fact, refers to the resentful spirits who can make a sound of emotions and joys and sorrows.

But just now they were keeping to themselves, but now they are suddenly in a collective disorder, obviously because they have lost some kind of restraint.

Although I can't figure out what kind of role the moving stone qilin plays, it doesn't affect my admiration for Luo Ningfeng, could it be that this guy's Taoism is all condensed in his eyes? Otherwise, how can you see through the key points at a glance?

In the next second, the wind suddenly rose in the gate of the ancestral hall, and the fierce momentum made me have to dodge and get out of the way to avoid its edge.

But the yin wind came and went quickly, and in a few breaths, it stopped.

Looking at the ancestral hall again, I saw that the moonlight had shone into the originally empty gate, and the scene in it gradually became clear.

Only then did I understand the meaning behind Luo Ningfeng's smile.

is just like Jiang Wen's classic line in the movie, "Let the bullets fly for a while", which is a special meaning.

I was about to praise him twice, when a black shadow suddenly flashed in the ancestral hall and rushed into the depths.

Want to run?

How could I let him slip under my nose, and at the same time as he took out two boning knives, he followed the knife and chased after him.

This blow condensed all the pent-up anger in my heart, and the two knives were burned red by the violent yang energy, and the sonic boom sound was enough to burst the eardrums, and the speed was comparable to that of a cannonball that was discharged.

The black shadow sensed something strange and had to dodge sideways.

But this pause gave me the opportunity, and I followed, taking advantage of the inertia of the sprint, to kick him hard in the waist.

Perhaps I was so angry that I lost my proportion, and in this kick, I kicked him straight up and slammed into the pillar in front of him.

There was a loud bang, and the pillars and roof beams trembled violently.

The guy hit his head upside down and stuck in the cavity, then fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions of his hands and feet, he completely stopped.

I was a little stunned, and my eyes unconsciously narrowed into a slit.

Is this Mao Xiangui? He just died?

I frowned and groaned as I withdrew the boning knife, which still radiated a scorching heat.

At this time, Luo Ningfeng and Xie Zhijian walked in with Xu Youhua, and when they saw Mao Xiangui's death, Xu Youhua exclaimed, turned around and buried his face in Xie Zhijian's arms, and his body kept trembling.

Xie Zhijian patted him on the back and comforted: "Don't be afraid, there is nothing to be afraid of the dead." ”

But Luo Ningfeng walked towards me, staring at me expressionlessly, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say anything.

I nodded at him, "Cheap bastard, it's too painful to die." ”

"Forget it, the death of a man is great, and your grudges can be regarded as cleared."

I smirked: "That's it?" ”

As I spoke, I turned around and stepped forward, raised my foot and stepped on Mao Xiangui's back, and in the click of broken tendons, a wisp of yin was forced out by the yang energy on my feet, and I copied it in my hand and clenched it hard!

"Poof!"

In the subtle crackling sound, the yin qi between the fingers escaped, Mao was noble, and the soul was scattered!

Luo Ningfeng raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much.

I now know a little bit about his temperament, he is kind-hearted, to put it bluntly, he is a little soft-hearted, although he has a peerless school, even out of the blue, but there is no arrogance of youth, and he has a quiet temperament, a little quiet and inaction-oriented, not to be a Taoist, it's a bit of a pity.

But I'm not like him, I'm not that good.

I only believe in blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Luo Ningfeng obviously didn't agree with my approach, but he just sighed lightly, and then said, "Let's go to the back first, the Xu family, young and old, may be locked inside." ”

I glanced at Xu Youhua and saw that he was still lying on Xie Zhijian, looking frightened, and I couldn't help but be a little impatient: "Okay, you are a man, the enemy died in front of you, you should laugh out loud, what are you afraid of?" ”

Xu Youhua hesitated to turn around, but he still didn't dare to look at Mao Xiangui.

I snorted, "Lead the way, go to your grandfather." ”

Xu Youhua's face finally had a little light, and he turned around and ran inside.

The three of us followed behind, through the patio planted with bamboo and plums, and into the lobby where the ancestral tablets were enshrined.

I don't know if Mao Xiangui was a thief, but he lit up all the butter and wax in the hall, and the rows of spiritual positions were still neatly placed in place, not moving at all. In front of the brass incense burner there was a long incense stick that had been burned half-burned. Green smoke rises and candles go out from time to time, adding a cold and eerie atmosphere to the lobby.

And Xu Youhua had already opened a door on the right side of the lobby at this time.

In the door, a group of men sat on the ground, and when they saw Xu Youhua, they were stunned at first, and then exclaimed.

Xu Youhua threw himself into the arms of one of the old men, crying loudly, unable to say anything, just kept shouting grandpa, grandparents and grandchildren saw each other, as if they were in another world, that scene was quite touching.

For a long time, everyone in the room walked out under the leadership of an old man who was slightly grateful, all of them looked excited, especially the old man who was the leader, as soon as he saw me, he stepped forward quickly, and he knelt down directly without saying anything: "Xu Qisheng thanked the head of the meeting for saving his life!" ”

As soon as Xu Qisheng knelt like this, everyone else also knelt down one after another, thanking him again and again, and the scene was a little chaotic.

And I just stood where I was, letting them kneel and worship, but my eyes always stayed on Xu Youhua's body.

Xu Youhua was a little panicked by me, got up and said, "I'll go find my mother......"

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to walk towards the back of the lobby.

I couldn't help laughing: "Enough, stop acting, my lord of the thatch." ”

Xu Youhua paused and slowly turned around.