"Hadrons, Hadrons"

I was violently shaken, and my head, which had been extremely groggy, became much more awake at this moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I opened my sore and heavy eyes, and found that the two people who had hurt me were looking at me with concern, and my grandfather's hand was still on my chest.

"Go Away"

I stretched out my hand and pushed him weakly, I was depressed, I don't know why they let me go, I was glad that I didn't die, I was pierced in the back of the head by a five-inch iron nail, what kind of experience it was, I don't want to describe it at all.

"Let's get up first," the old man also reached out and put his hand on my back, and sat me up, only then did I realize that I was lying on the ground.

I don't remember exactly what happened, so I tried to reach for the back of my head to see if the nail was stuck inside, but apparently I didn't have enough strength, and when I raised my hand, I felt weak.

I was leaned against the rocks by them, so that I could see the situation clearly, and the bandits and Zenyi were still fighting calmly, constantly fending off the attacking walking dead, which made me a little strange.

It doesn't seem like it's been long since what just happened?

"What have you done to me?" I was the only weakness left in my body, but thankfully I still had some strength to speak, and I didn't give them a good look unless they could give me a better explanation.

Ah Gong just glanced at me lightly, didn't pay much attention to me, and even withdrew the hand that held me and walked towards the place where the bandits were.

I know that he just gave me an account, which was like a signal to me that he didn't want to hurt me.

I looked at the old man, who was smoking a cigarette and squinting at me, with a calm face.

"What are iron nails for?" I knew that the old man would not ignore my question, so he asked very directly.

He threw away the cigarette butt and put his hand on my neck, making me shiver with fear.

He shook his head, put his hand on the back of my head, where the nail was inserted, and squeezed it hard.

"Does it hurt?" The old man asked helplessly, and took his hand away.

I frowned, and hurriedly reached out and rubbed the back of my head, there was no pain at all, just some faint soreness, which had no effect, and could be ignored.

"...... this?" I was a little incredulous, I saw Ah Gong insert an iron needle into the back of his head, and now he got back together in a short period of time?

"That child's spirit is lying on your neck, if we hadn't stopped it in time and expelled it with the Pure Yang Needle, I'm afraid you would have turned into another Yin Qi point to feed the other shrimp soldiers and crab generals," the old man explained.

When I heard this, I was horrified and said, "Spirit? How did his spirit run to me? ”

"If my judgment is correct," said the old man, motioning for me to stand up, pointing his finger at the courtyard, "that child, I'm afraid, is the real subject."

"The subject is a child, isn't it too appalling?" I asked, confused, somewhat incredibly skeptical.

"The spirit that is attached to you is not like an ordinary person," the old man explained to me, "it is a ghost, not born of man, not resided in man, you know what I mean?" ”

"Understood," I nodded, and continued, "but why didn't you find out that the kid was the subject at the time?" ”

"He deceived us, and at the same time conjured up my doppelganger and Zen Yi to separate, but unfortunately failed" The old man sighed, "He knows that following us must be a dead end, rather than staying where he is, it is better to take the initiative and take the lead in attacking you"

I smiled wryly, I was always the one who was hurt, maybe because I was the least capable and easy to control in this group, so he chose me as a target, so it was a bit like killing one by one.

"Destroy it?" I looked at the courtyard that had collapsed and was in ruins, and asked.

"Hmm" The old man nodded, drawing a circle out of thin air around the courtyard with his fingers, "This is the extreme west, and it is the most rampant place in feng shui, so the resentment is unlimited, and the yang energy is extremely small, so we can't destroy it with the seal of the yang talisman, we can only think of other ideas"

"That is, it will take a while to destroy it, and the success rate is not high?" I speculated on the doorway in his words and said.

"It's not all right" The old man nodded first, then shook his head again, and said, "His spirit has been destroyed by us, so now is the time to be weaker, as long as we catch him, things will be simple, after all, the entire Yin Land is carried by the main body and infiltrates, and destroying him is equivalent to destroying the entire Yin Land."

"So, we're in the light, he's in the dark, and there's really not much chance of winning," I began to get tired at the thought that I couldn't help much, and that I was protected by them all day.

"Don't worry too much, now that you know the location of the main body, the old man has a way to deal with it" The old man smiled proudly and patted me on the shoulder.

I'm used to the idea of my incompetence, I thought.

"What's ...... Can I help? "I knew I wasn't useful, but I always wanted to ask.

People are always unwilling to be ordinary, right? This is the norm, the norm for everyone.

"Well......" The old man hesitated for a moment, seemed to read my thoughts, took out a hexagonal bell from his bag and handed it to me.

"What is this?" I took it and shook it casually.

"Soul Bell" The old man laughed, and only said three words lightly.

I heard the name and wondered, so I asked, "What exactly does that do?" ”

"Summoning spirits, summoning ghosts, summoning some dirty things," the old man explained, spreading his hands.

"What?" I was startled, and I wanted to return the hexagonal bell in my hand to him, and said, "What are you giving me this thing for?"

I'm still a little afraid of the so-called ghosts and gods, could it be that the old man wants to use me as bait to attract those things together?

Sure enough, he smiled and said, "If you don't want it, I'll give it to the bandits."

"Don't ......" I wanted to do something, so I thought about the gains and losses, and I didn't refuse, and put it in my pocket.

Let the bandits come or let me come, it's the same reason.

The difference is that the bandits can fight after recruiting that thing, and my words will most likely become the object of their protection, so it will be a bit of a drag.

However, with my physique that is easy to attract ghosts, I should be able to count as a qualified bait, right?

"You come with me" The old man waved his hand and led me to the side of the courtyard.

Here is a large field of willow trees, just standing on the edge of the courtyard.