022 Isolation (2)
"Hey, I don't take you to bully people like this!" Feng Yixiu exclaimed in surprise and dodged back, avoiding Feng Nanxi's fist.
"Bullying? Are you joking?" "It's only now that I said bullying, it's too late! The good days of the sleeping god are in the future! Yaya is the person he protects Feng Nanxi, this guy is in the opposite tune, fortunately, the difference between the two is only a few months, and Yaya has only been quiet for a few years when they serve at the same time.
Feng Yixiu pouted dissatisfiedly, and no longer challenged Feng Nanxi's patience, otherwise he would be the one who was abused, and since he was a child, he didn't get a favor from Feng Nanxi.
Feng Xinya no longer needed to be distracted, her consciousness skipped everyone, and she pulled the handle to push the car door. The tail that was as smooth as jade spun, and the whole person got out of the car and stood there straight, half a head taller than Feng Nanxi. The scattered black hair swayed gently with the wind, the face that was not hidden when he took off his glasses was calm and cold, and the light in his eyes did not dare to be looked at directly, and the white dress with excellent texture and silver snake tail made it even more noble and indifferent. Feng Xinya did not deliberately control the spiritual power, and the invisible spiritual power aperture escaped like a wave. Feng Yixiu, who was closest to him, only felt the pressure of a thousand catties, bowed his body to resist, and the sweat on his forehead couldn't stop pouring out.
Feng Xinya seemed to feel it, and her tail moved forward lightly, standing beside Feng Nanxi.
Feng Yixiu couldn't stand it anymore, and knelt on one knee with a thud, and then, one after another, at the entrance of the entire village, only Feng Xinya and Feng Nanxi were standing.
Feng Nanxi was confused, looked at Xinya for some reason, and whispered in her ear: "What's the matter?"
Xinya smiled slightly, and said in a mischievous whisper: "Have you ever heard of the coercion of the bloodline? There is this in the secret spell, this is it!"
Fengxin Ya is not polite, waiting here to see the excitement, always looking for trouble for himself. When their father was there, they didn't dare, and after their parents had an accident and were infamous, these people changed their ways to find trouble. Although there are only a few dozen families in Hefeng Village, there is no simplicity under the creation of the times, because of the interests and some grudges accumulated by the ancestors, the evil of human nature is revealed under the blue sky and white sun.
"Well, don't go overboard, they are all people with one village and one surname!" Feng Nanxi didn't refute it, these people just owe a lesson. He was worried about Feng Xinya, everyone had a mobile phone in their hands, or took a photo and uploaded it to the Internet, and then passed a few unclear words, and the first person to be attacked would definitely be Xinya.
"I'm measured, don't worry. Feng Xinya never relaxed, and a few people with ulterior motives swept past her consciousness, smiling and pulling Feng Nanxi to the ancient temple.
The two walked away, Feng Yixiu stood up with sweat on his face, and smiled bitterly. I have read the ancient books in the ancient temple, and it mentions the coercion of blood, so it's okay now, and you can bear it in the future!
"Asura, help me take a look, my phone doesn't work!"
"yes, yes, I just took a picture, but now it's all black!"
"Go, go!" Feng Yixiu waved his hand impatiently and said: "I still don't know what the situation is! What benefits can you get by posting Feng Xinya's photos on the Internet? I don't want to think about it, once something happens to her, the entire Hefeng Village will also suffer, and in the end it is not herself who is unlucky, you don't want this family anymore? Really, stupid!"
Feng Yixiu still understands people, and scolds a group of troublesome people, that girl is now what they can bully! I don't want to think about it, they have worshiped the statue of Nuwa and the four divine beasts for thousands of years are standing in the ancient temple! Myths are not myths, and they are not afraid of that girl's black hand. It's already a black hand, otherwise this phone can't be used with white.
Someone ran all the way to the ancient temple and informed the wind candle and the busy crowd.
Feng Zhu put down what he was doing, and helped each other out of the grotto, standing still at the gate of the temple.
Xinya stopped far away and looked up at the grotto, the corners of her eyes moist. She heard her mother's call, gentle and affectionate.
"Yaya, let's go, grandpa is waiting. Feng Nanxi took his slender hand.
Feng Xinya nodded.
"Grandpa, I'm back!" arrived at the temple gate, Feng Xinya bowed down to salute several elders.
"It's good to come back safely, it's good to come back!" Feng Zhu pulled Xinya, "Come, child, let me take a good look!" Feng Zhu and Feng Qian and the others were also very curious, the stone statue is still different from the real person. Looking at this, I felt that the girl in front of me couldn't take my eyes off.
"Girl, let's go into the temple and say!" Feng Candle turned around, found Feng Changsheng and said: "You hurry up and make arrangements, keep an eye on it and don't leak it, there are a few of us old guys inside." ”
Feng Changsheng answered, and left with people holding old objects.
"Grandpa, what is this going to do?" Feng Nanxi asked puzzled.
Feng Zhu pointed to the sky, smiled and did not answer.
Xinya understood: "Grandpa, can these things still be useful?"
"Just try it, it's useless to find another way. "Feng Zhu has no such worries, the Tianyuan Xuanling Array is as old as the ancient temple, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one dares to change it in Hefeng Village for thousands of years, it is the instruction left in the ancient teachings. If it's really just a try, you won't know.
"Yaya, is this to activate the Tianyuan Xuanling Array?" Feng Nanxi understood.
"Hmm!" Xinya nodded, "You can only try first." ”
If it is really as recorded and distorts the magnetic field with its power, all high-tech means will not be able to monitor this area.
Feng Nanxi remained skeptical, and there were three points of conviction. Yaya can transform into shape, and the world has infinite possibilities, but I don't dare to think about it.
Stepping into the ancient temple, the heart is settled.
Time spans thousands of years, a group of women wearing animal skins shuttle through the clay pot in their arms, under the guidance of Nuwa Niangniang, the grotto is sprinkled and swept over and over again; the round platform is empty, Nuwa stretches out her hand and depicts in the void, and the last point, the light flickers and blends with the round platform......
"Yaya, Yaya......" Feng Nanxi gently patted Feng Xinya's face, and worry flashed from his eyes.
"Nam Hee ......"
"It's okay, everyone is waiting for you!" Feng Nanxi hugged Xinya's shoulders from behind, hiding the panic in his heart, why did he feel so far away from Xinya!
The wind candle lit the incense, Feng Xinya took it, knelt down in front of the Nuwa stone statue, prayed, and knocked three times in a row, Feng Nanxi took the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.
Feng Nanxi helped Xinya up, sat down with Feng Candle, and talked about the things of the West. After the wind turned around, the wind candle got up and said. "Girl, the Tianyuan Xuanling Array needs to be activated by you personally, if you want to start the formation, it is the beginning of the first inheritance, what should be prepared here, we are ready, and the rest will be handed over to you. ”
The inheritor enters, and the guardian comes out.
Feng Xinya is the first person to be orthodox, left by the ancients, and only she can get it from it. The secrets in it, the Guardian can only know what they should know.
Wind Candle waved his hand and left with a group of old men. Feng Nanxi couldn't rest assured, turned back three times in one step, and Feng Lao was urged several times before he moved his steps and left.