Qiao Youqing jumped two steps in a row, but he had a big calculation, and the first step was to use his body as bait to lure the Indians to shoot. The second step is to borrow the 'throwing force' in the body's movement inertia to force the lama monk to switch places with him.

Therefore, the lama monk died sadly at the hands of his own people.

When the British on horseback saw that the Indians had shot and killed the lama by mistake, they angrily scolded: "You damn silly pig!" ）”

One of the lamas glanced at the Indian as if he were looking at a dead man. He turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitching, muttering incantations that he didn't understand. Then, he raised his hand again, and a puff of black smoke floated out of his cuff. The black smoke suddenly became so fast that it burrowed into the Indian body without waiting for anyone to react.

The Indian froze like a sculpture for a moment, then began to tremble and twitch violently. His mouth was wide open, desperately choking his neck, breathing hard, and a hoarse scream coming out of his throat. Those eyes were wide-eyed, full of red blood, as if they were about to burst and bulge at any moment. He didn't struggle long before he fell off his horse with a thud and never moved again.

The two lamas and monks jumped off their horses and walked towards Qiao Youqing, and the Englishman followed closely behind. Qiao Youqing waited intently, turned his head to Mr. Cheng and said, "Mr. Cheng, let's go, I don't need Mr. Cheng's help here!" ”

Mr. Cheng looked at the three people and said, "But you ......."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Youqing preemptively said, "It's okay!" It's not hard for me to get out, but I'm afraid I can't hold this place......"

Mr. Cheng stepped back and said, "Then I'll call a few people to help!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

The three of them didn't chase after them, they didn't seem to care, Qiao Youqing stretched out his palm and shouted, "Stop!" Otherwise, I'm not polite！ (Stop!) Otherwise, you're welcome! ”

The British asked, "Who are you?" (Who are you?) ）”

Qiao Youqing replied, "I'm Joe Youqing. This is my place ,Please leave at once! ）

The Briton shook his head and said, "Sorry, it doesn't belong to you anymore. You should leave！ (Sorry, it doesn't belong to you anymore, you should leave!) ）

Qiao Youqing shook his head and put on a fighting posture, and one of the lamas and monks saw that they didn't talk, so he rushed forward and started fighting. Qiao Youqing dodged quickly, swept his legs, split his palms, smashed his fists, and struck back in a row, which seemed quite relaxed, but no one could help anyone for a while. The British didn't expect Qiao Youqing to be so capable of fighting, so they saw him run a few steps, fly up, and kick Qiao Youqing in the air.

Qiao Youqing hurriedly attacked with a series of killing moves, and quickly forced the lama monk away. Then the forearms of both hands were folded and raised, and there was a 'bang', just enough to block the flying kick of the British. Because the impact force was really not small, Qiao Youqing floated under his feet, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

The lama monk took advantage of the situation and cooperated with the British to continue to fight with Qiao Youqing, even if he was one against two, he didn't see Qiao Youqing fall into the disadvantage. Another monk walked to the place where the mud tower pile was placed, raised his foot and swept it, kicking the mud tower pile to pieces. Then the lama monk began to draw a circle and set up a formation, sprinkled some gold dust around the circle, and sat in the circle and 'hummed' and recited the mantra.

I don't know when, the British had already drawn his saber and kept slashing at Qiao Youqing. Qiao Youqing fought and retreated, dodging and fighting back, while approaching in the direction of the monk who was doing the method. Seeing this, the lama monk in the fight also recited a few words of mantra, and then, a faint black smoke flew quickly.

Qiao Youqing felt bad, only to feel a cold air flow rushing towards his face. Then, like a wild bull running wildly, a huge force knocked him to the ground. It hit him so hard that his eyes were full of gold stars, and his qi and blood were surging, as if even his internal organs were displaced.

As soon as the black smoke knocked down Qiao Youqing, it scattered in all directions, and at the same time let out a terrible scream. Qiao Youqing burned his chest, took out the red rope hanging around his neck, and a yellow paper talisman folded into a triangle turned into ashes and fell to the ground. This is still contributed by Mr. Cheng before, saying that he has collected treasures for decades, and Mr. Cheng himself does not have a few in total.

Qiao Youqing secretly rejoiced that without this talisman, he was afraid that he would have to follow in the footsteps of that Indian. After the black smoke dispersed, it gathered together again, turning into a child-like phantom, grinning at Qiao Youqing, but he didn't dare to approach easily.

At this moment, the lama monk sitting cross-legged on the ground took out a golden statue of the Buddha about the size of a palm. I saw him bite his finger, and the puppet and Buddha statue placed in the circle each clicked on the center of their eyebrows. Then, he used a gold vajra to scratch his eyebrows, drawing a hideous blood mark.

After doing this, he continued to chant the incantation, and the puppet placed on the ground was constantly bubbling black and screaming. After a while, the black qi turned into a male ghost and kept struggling, although the upper half of his body came out of the puppet, but the lower body continued to stay in the puppet, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Immediately after, a piercing cry came, and another black gas emerged from the puppet, turning into a terrifying and vicious female ghost. After a while, black gas came out one after another, turning into boys' evil spirits, girls' evil spirits, boys' ghost babies, and girls' ghost babies......

The lower half of their bodies are drawn into long threads connected to the puppets, and the upper body floats above the heads of the lamas. They struggled and roared, screamed, laughed and cried...... The lama monk was unmoved, his eyes closed expressionlessly, and he was 'humming' and reciting the scriptures. The golden Buddha statue seemed to sense the provocation of the group of evil spirits and began to emit a faint golden light.

With the blessing of chanting, the golden light of the Buddha statue became more and more abundant, and the ghosts became more and more frightened, and the struggle became more and more intense. Finally, with a 'click', the wooden puppet was overwhelmed and fell apart, and the ghosts scattered and fled, rampage. However, as soon as they flew to the edge of the circle, a transparent cover with a faint golden yellow color rose up, and as soon as they touched the cover, they bounced back with a scream.

The golden statue of the Buddha shone brightly, and a golden light flew up in the air, revealing a huge golden phantom of the Buddha. The Buddha's treasure was solemn, looking down on the common people, only to see him volley at the group of ghosts Chrysostom, and the Buddha's voice was like a bell rolling: "Where are the ghosts, dare to be presumptuous?" ”

The lama monk stopped chanting the scriptures and quickly wrapped the black string around the Buddha statue while reciting a mantra in a low voice. The phantom of the Buddha looked down and shouted angrily, "Bold! How dare you desecrate the golden body of this seat! ”

Prompted by the incantation, the ghosts rushed to the Buddha's phantom. The Buddha's phantom recited the scriptures, and the golden characters kept pouring out of his mouth, spinning and dancing in the circle, and more and more, faster and faster, and more and more urgent. From a distance, it looks like a huge pillar with golden light, and every time the character bumps into a group of ghosts, you can hear a burst of crying and screaming. Black smoke evaporates from the ghosts' bodies like water vapor, and if it takes a little longer, the ghosts may disappear and disappear.

The lama monk threw the vajra to the ground, and suddenly, as if a huge balloon had been punctured, the underground yin qi 'whirred' and 'whirred' like a volcano suddenly erupted.

At the same time, a similar scene occurred at the nodes in the other directions. The difference is that there are no dazzling pillars of golden light and majestic golden phantoms of the Buddha in the rest of the place. Only a group of ghosts were flying around in the glowing white circle, and the underground yin qi was constantly gushing out. At the western node, there was an accident that the lama monk did not expect. Just when the underground yin qi gushed out, it suddenly turned into countless Gengjin qi, directly strangling the group of evil ghosts who could not leave the circle.

This is the iron chisel that Yuan Jie drove into the ground, which played a key role.

The lama monk was directly devoured by the spell, and after screaming, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. At the eastern node, it is said that after Wang Ning ran away without permission, he went to the place guarded by Zhao Huiyi, and was persuaded by Zhao Huiyi to come back. Zhao Huiyi said to him: "At this moment, it is the critical time for the survival of the ancient town, if the task is completed, it will be a well-deserved hero for the town!" ”

Wang Ning replied, "Good! I'll go back at once, and as soon as this is over, I'll marry you!" ”

"Let's talk about it when the ancient town is safe, now is not the time to talk about these things!"

It turned out that he also had the opportunity to become a hero in Zhao Huiyi's eyes. Wang Ning's heart blossomed with joy and he ran away happily. However, he did not return to the same place immediately, but went back to the king's house and changed his clothes, that is, his groom outfit.

When he hurried back to the eastern node, he happened to see a group of ghosts dancing, and the yin qi was surging. He was immediately furious, quietly stepped forward, and stabbed the monk to death directly while the monk was not paying attention. He picked up the stake again, and ran into the circle to insert it back to the original point, but in this way, he was doomed to tragedy, destroying the circle that trapped the evil spirits, not to mention, and he was also killed by the group of demons.

The lamas and monks in the south cast their spells without hindrance, and it seemed to be the smoothest one. And Yan Ling in the north, when she saw the black gas in the circle turn into a ghost, she immediately made a decision to stop it. The spirits in the shadows may have sensed that the ghosts were coming, and they didn't know where they had gone......

Yan Ling held a wooden stick thick with her arm and tiptoed closer to the monk.

When she raised the stick high and was about to knock it out, she didn't know that the shadow on the ground had betrayed her. The lama monk turned his head sharply, and his eyes were fierce. Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, only to see the lama monk supporting the ground with one hand, his body hanging in the air again, his feet were impartial, and he kicked firmly on Yan Ling's stomach.

Yan Ling instantly flew out with a painful cry and fell to the ground with a 'bang'. She felt like her bones were about to fall apart, and the pain in her stomach almost made her breath stop. She opened her mouth trembling and was silent for a few moments before coughing a few times.