"Agahi, hurry up and inform Ji Qing and the heavenly guards to get on the boat as soon as possible to save people, and I will chase him!" Xiang Lu immediately chased after the main matter.

The ghost hand Song wanted to kill Xiang Lu, but was taken down by a secret weapon of Agahi, and the old man of Tubo was so frightened that he hugged his head and fell to the ground.

Under the cabin, the chief executive took the fire fold and said to the arriving Xiang Lu: "Sima Xiang Lu, today, it's worth it to pull you to give me a funeral!" ”

"Wait, don't order, don't you, don't you want to know, why can't your earth Sanskrit sound control the people on the boat?" Xiang Lu wanted to delay time.

When the chief heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Why?" ”

Xiang Lu held up the drawing he snatched from the old man's hand, shook it, and said, "Let me think about it for a while, and I'll tell you!" ”

The chief also wanted to know the reason for his failure, so he said, "You want to!" I'll only give you a small half-column of incense, and as soon as I hear someone from above, I'll light it. ”

"Good! I think! Xiang Lu first stabilized the main matter, and then looked at the drawings carefully, and while thinking, he rubbed the time.

Agashi led the old man and the guests out of the boat quickly, and Ji Qing hurriedly set up a wooden plank so that they could come over.

"Sister, how many people are on board?"

"And Oiran in a dream! I'm going to carry her out! ”

With that, Agashi went back again, and when he saw that Yu Meng had woken up, he said, "You go out quickly, take the spring water of the sun and moon, and go to another ship." Seeing this, Yu Meng nodded, and left in a hurry.

Agahi slowly tried to walk down the cabin, and she deliberately lowered her voice in an attempt to control the wind from behind.

"Say it quickly, or I'll order it?" Yu Feng said angrily.

Xiang Lu saw that the time had passed, and he thought: The people on the ship have been safely transferred, did he really die here?

"Good! I say! The main thing, it's not that the earth Sanskrit sound can't control people, but that you use it in the wrong place. ”

"Am I using it wrong? Joke, what's wrong? "The chief did not believe it.

"This drawing clearly tells you the origin of the Earth Sanskrit sound, and you still use it to commit rebellion!" Xiang Lu decided to use the meaning on the diagram to temporarily confuse Yu Feng.

"Say, what is the origin?" The Grand Master asked.

"You see this picture of a group of parents talking to a group of children, right? In fact, they are not talking, but before they die, they do the last thing for their children, which is to let them die painlessly. ”

"Nonsense? Obviously, the combination of psychedelic weapons and earth Sanskrit sounds can control people! The Grand Master said angrily.

"Don't worry, listen to me first, this group of parents is using psychedelic mist."

"How is that possible?" The Grand Master was skeptical.

"In other words, it is recorded in the mythology of Tibet that 8,000 years ago, the heavens felt that the people of the ancient city of Kangsai in Tibet had done too much evil, so they sent down a heavenly fire to burn the city! In fact, it is false to do too much evil, but the burning of the city is real. At that time, the city of Consai was shrouded in fire, and the adults were holding their children in a panic. At this last moment, the parents made a decision to let the children die happily and without feeling pain. ”

"How is this possible?" The chief muttered to himself.

"Great Master, didn't you also see it on the boat just now? The guests didn't move when they heard the Sanskrit sound, and their expressions were very peaceful! Therefore, the combination of psychedelic fog and earth Sanskrit sound was a tool used by parents to enable their children to be euthanized. And this method was recorded by the survivors of the city of Consai, but unfortunately, you can't figure it out, and you only think about controlling the prominent people to achieve the goal of dividing the south. ”