Chapter 113: The Night in My Hometown Is the Home Field
It's not the things that affect a person, it's the things that can't be asked, and when you decide not to care, life becomes something to eat, a place to sleep, and someone to love.
But people always have to learn to grow up by themselves, when will the ghosts and gods grow up?
When you learn to draw your sword.
……
Jin Ming'er provoked in the group and said to the boy: "You can't do it." ”
Where not?
Everywhere you have to go!
No, it can't, it has to work!
The Xiao family in Tacheng, a young man with dyed white hair and ruffianism, watched the video in the group, spit out the gum in his mouth, snorted coldly, kicked over his beloved vase, and slammed the door.
In the wooden file city at the junction of Meteor City and Yuecheng, five teenagers who are blackening in an Internet café, and the board on the edge has just been sent back to the spring. Then I clicked on my phone in boredom, and half a minute later, a black jeep rushed to the suburbs.
There are also Licheng, Shencheng, and Huacheng...... Can't boys? If you can't compare to those demons, will you still lose to the girl? No, you can't! Never!
Joke!
The sky began to get darker and darker.
But this time it was dark, Cha Duoyu was not afraid, but her spirit was getting better and better, she was the ghost of China, and the dark night of her hometown was her home field.
On the contrary, the onmyoji and the rakshasas behind her were a little cautious, especially Chiyo Hatsuyuki, the human she devoured was a Fuso girl, not a Huaxia girl, who was subconsciously unfamiliar with this land.
"Be careful, there may be traps on the road, that little girl probably called for help, someone will stop us on the road. Don't fall into the formation when you are chasing, and don't act rashly even if you are trapped. ”
The vigilance of the disappeared Rakshasa and Chiyo Hatsuyuki made the Rakshasas all feel strong, but how long can this last? The first to come from the Yellow Spring Passage were all low-level Rakshasas, and the shuttle between the two realms had already consumed the power of the Netherworld, and after such a long period of pursuit.
I can't hold on to anyone.
Caution?
There are some things, some places, that you are cautious, and what should happen still happens.
Especially if your opponent is still a bunch of guys who don't play cards according to common sense, all of them don't play cards according to common sense, in fact, they haven't learned what common sense is.
Half an hour later, without warning, another rakshasa fell into the formation. Obviously, he was already very careful, but he didn't know why, this formation seemed to blend with the surrounding environment, and there was no trace of it at all.
The disappearing rakshasa was entangled by a ball of vines every minute, and the same trap succeeded twice in a row, so I asked you if you were convinced?
Dysphoria.
Chiyo Hatsuyuki is really a little irritable.
Isn't the night the world of Rakshasa? Why do you hate it when it's dark?
"Idiot!"
"Idiot!"
"Didn't you say you should be careful? Don't know how to tell the traps? Stupidly falling in? Brain clubbing! Chiyo Hatsuyuki scolded coldly, "I don't want the same thing to happen a third time, cheer up." ”
The pursuit continues, it must continue, and the speed cannot be slowed down yet, or even accelerated. Although the Rakshasa has a way to see the road ahead in the dark, it is also possible for the ferry boat of the Dragon Boat Festival to get rid of them.
And those onmyoji who were chasing the ferry actually encountered this problem.
"To chase, or not to chase?"
"It's getting dark, and it seems like the danger is going to be more and more."
"This is Huaxia, not Fusang, we don't have an advantage."
The old Onmyoji, many of whom were killed by the old ghosts and giant Jiao, and Egawa Musashi became the representative of the young Onmyoji, and he asked his companions, "Are you still afraid of the dark?" We are onmyoji, and the night is good for us. ”
The companion replied: "It can be as good for ghosts and gods, and it may be more beneficial." ”
Because there is no fear.
to be fearless.
The young onmyoji already have fear in their hearts.
Of course, they can rest assured that most of the traps on the road are not aimed at them, and the troublebreakers in the crane tail group are all aimed at the rakshasas.
Chiyo Hatsuyuki's team, the process of pursuit began to become difficult.
Walking in the dark, every time you pass through a city, you will encounter all kinds of strange traps.
Even Chiyo Hatsuyuki himself began to fight: "Will there be a trap in the next second?" ”
"Is there an ambush in front of you?"
"Will it be attacked by magic weapons?"
"If you are attacked, should you stop, or continue to pursue the Night Dragon Boat Festival?"
"Is your choice right?"
The piercing wind whistle is long and long, and the night rain crackles on the cheeks, which is cold to the heart!
The pursuit in the dark of night continues.
When passing through Tacheng, half of the rakshasas' faces were already ugly, all of them were pale, and their eyes were blank. Anyone who is on guard against being attacked by formation traps every minute, constantly observing the surrounding environment, and bearing the oppression of the soul, the spiritual sea and the mind will be shaken.
When passing by Mulu Castle, a rakshasa with the lowest cultivation finally couldn't hold on, and he had a nervous breakdown and asked Chiyo Hatsuyuki to let him leave, he didn't want to complete the pursuit mission anymore, and his confidence had collapsed. Rakshasas are not killing machines, they are also cultivated by ghosts, they also have their own minds, and they also have their own fears and worries.
Not surprisingly, in exchange for a sword from Chiyo Hatsuyuki, a sword that cut his throat. It's just that to Chiyo Hatsuyuki's surprise, this Rakshasa who almost collapsed showed a smile on the corner of his mouth before he died, which was a relieved smile: "No wonder it is at the bottom of Huangquan, without any endurance and responsibility, and it is a Rakshasa in vain!" ”
When passing through Licheng, the night rain suddenly became heavier, and the vision was seriously blocked, but the ferry boat in front seemed to be completely unaffected, and faintly, the rain seemed to be passive.
Chiyo Hatsuyuki didn't think about getting around, but the initiative was not in her hands, and Rakshasa was good at fighting, not good at defense and tracking, and not good at distinguishing traps.
When passing through Huacheng, the blocking suddenly began to increase suddenly, and it was blocked almost every minute, and the entry point chosen by the blocking was all the tail of the team.
Chiyo Hatsuyuki has the heart to break off, but she is still responsible for staring at the ferry boat at night, the number of Rakshasas began to decrease at an accelerated pace, and it seems that the target of these traps and the killers who blocked them is the Rakshasas, and one by one the Rakshasas disappeared silently.
When I left Huacheng, the sky was about to dawn, and I didn't even bother to use the trap to block it, and more than forty black-clothed teenagers came out of the dark night, and as soon as I made a move, it was a full blow, and all the magic weapons used were super powerful divine weapons.
The tactics employed are also disgusting.
Often, seven or eight magic weapons catch a rakshasa and smash it.
Smash and go.
More than 40 people, like the wind, came and disappeared like the wind, like hungry wolves, they took meat and ran.
Chiyo Hatsuyuki was unable to concentrate because he was mainly focused on the pursuit, and his left eye was directly pierced by an arrow of ghosts and gods......
This night.
There is a WeChat group that has been swiped by a small video.
This night.
There are two hundred and thirty-four hearts, and the stars are connected, and for the first time, I realized that it is good to be a ghost and a god.
This night.
There is a group of trouble-making scumbags and stupid people at the tail of the crane, carrying guns and horses, and their blood is boiling, blocking the Rakshasa for 3,000 miles......