Chapter 387: Nephew and Cousin, Too Much Love (74)
The church began at eight o'clock in the evening, and at about half past seven, people had already arrived one after another, including middle-aged people in robes and coats, young people in suits and leather shoes, foreign men in military uniforms, and girls wearing various fashionable cheongsams and dresses......
Si Mo stood in the front hall, smiling and greeting every guest present, saying different people's words, Chinese and foreign languages, and the smile on a handsome face maintained an arc from beginning to end.
At eight o'clock, the gongs and drums of the stage behind the stage sounded, and the gramophone in the front hall began to play itself. Everything was peaceful and went according to plan.
The people in front and the people in the back have their own excitement, and they are also immersed in their own excitement.
Suddenly, the gong in the back screeched, and at the same time, a high-pitched and piercing sound sounded from the gramophone in the antechamber, and the whole world of peace and tranquility was suddenly thrown to the ground like a complete mirror.
These two discordant tones sounded at the same time, and the whole world suddenly turned black and white, whether it was the foreigner in the front hall or the old lady listening to the play in the backyard, they were all still in this piercing moment at this time.
"Here we are."
Si Lu stood behind Si Mo in the hall, watching the black qi emanating from the corner of the hall eroding the space they were in little by little, and all the characters who were eroded by the black qi turned black, and then emitted more black qi.
The white in the space, except for lifeless objects such as the utensils and floors, is dyed black and gray little by little.
"Don't wait. This evil creature is too arrogant, and if it doesn't do something, I'm afraid it will think it's invincible. ”
The first to speak was Si Lu, he really didn't have the concentration of the person next to him, and seeing the evil thing in front of him running rampant, he didn't even change the arc of the rising corners of his mouth.
He didn't know when a pale green abacus appeared in his hand, the abacus had brown lines on it, and if he didn't look carefully, he thought he was holding a plate of branches, Si Lu dragged the abacus with his left hand, and the fingers of his right hand were flexed and stretched, as if dancing, if he looked closely, he would find that with the movement of his fingers, pieces of green leaves were shaking slightly.
Seeing this, Si Mo's eyebrows raised slightly—these green leaves turned out to be pieces of turquoise spirit stones, on which various formations were drawn.
At this time, she understood the real motive of Si Lu's hard work to go to sea to do business - this is to go treasure hunting! Of course, what demon cultivators want is not gold and silver treasures, they pay more attention to the magic weapons that are consistent with their own attributes.
This is no different from the monks refining weapons, the only difference is that they have higher requirements for the materials required for refining weapons, and their refining methods are also different:
Either they use some part of their own body as a body, or they use their essence and blood to form a new part of their body with natural substances. They use such weapons as if they were a part of their body, and they usually turn into a part of their body. It's like the golden rod of the monkey in mythology.
Si Lu's abacus was obviously refined by the method behind him, so at this time, he became more and more handy in using it, and bursts of green light spread outward around him.
Wherever the green light went, the color of the black gas gradually became lighter, but because the black gas was coming from all directions, and Si Lu's green light was an aperture formed by itself as the center, the two sides were canceled out, and a circle shape was formed on the outside, and the faces of the people in the green aura were still the same, but they were like puppets who couldn't move or speak, maintaining the appearance before the screaming.