"Ahem, it's not, well, let's talk about Uncle Feng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Huang Zhicheng coughed awkwardly and kicked the ball to Uncle Feng.

"Because the police don't want to make a big deal about it, and there is no way to explain this kind of thing to the public, they want me to do it, and I agreed, but I need your help."

Only then did Qin Jihuan understand that he seemed to be amorous before, and the reason why the police did not want him was not because of his identity or relationship with the police, but only because of Uncle Feng's recommendation?

"Okay, Sir Huang, you're so uninteresting, you need my help and even scare me!"

Huang Zhicheng looked up at the ceiling, whistled, as if he hadn't heard anything, and made up his mind not to say a word.

"Okay, Ah Huan, this time you will repay me for borrowing your Maoshan Cultivation Technique, without further ado, we will set off now while the sky is not yet dawn and there are no pedestrians on the road!"

"Now??"

Looking at the sky that was already early in the morning, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but wonder, didn't he say that the skills of demons at night would improve?

However, since Uncle Feng has already decided, and he seems to be confident, Qin Jihuan has no objection, who let him, as a dark strength martial artist, have some slight restraint effect on yin and evil?

Although he is definitely not the opponent of that Japanese woman, this time he is only assisting from the side, Uncle Feng is the main force, and the most important thing is that the task of Dream Scar has also come again, and Qin Jihuan can't help it.

"Ding, trigger the side quest, destroy all the walking corpses and Michiko, and reward 3,000 Oneiroi coins."

Standing at the door of this Japanese restaurant, Huang Zhicheng and a group of subordinates avoided from afar, they were only responsible for guarding and sweeping the tail, in fact, the police high-level did not tell them what they were going to do today, except for Huang Zhicheng, no one knew that they would have to deal with this kind of enemy this time.

"Ah Huan, you take this jade pendant and follow me."

Uncle Feng took off the jade pendant that he had been wearing close to his body and handed it to Qin Jihuan, while he took out a tightly wrapped thing wrapped in yellow cloth from a black suitcase and held it tightly in his hand.

Qin Jihuan followed Uncle Feng's pace and cautiously walked into the store.

Because it was already early in the morning, it was already off work, and the lights in the store had long been turned off, and the two of them relied on the key provided by the police to enter, otherwise it would be difficult not to alarm the people inside.

The bells and whistles of Japanese decoration, the quiet environment, Qin Jihuan is holding a jade pendant in one hand, and a dagger in the other, since the firearm is useless, it is better to try a cold weapon.

While walking, Uncle Feng had quietly opened the yellow cloth in his hand, and saw a bright yellow compass appear in the yellow cloth.

Qin Jihuan got the general theory of Maoshan Technique, and naturally he didn't know anything about these magic weapons, so he quickly recognized that this should be a demon suppression compass, which was not the same as the general feng shui compass for dragon hunting.

"Hehehe, it's really heaven there is a road you don't take, hell has no door for you to break in, I'm still thinking about how to find you, I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself, okay, great, today, let you die without a place to be buried."

A sinister whisper drifted into Qin Jihuan's ears, making him tense his nerves instantly, and he was still discovered!

"Demons! Today I am going to do the right thing for heaven! ”

After Uncle Feng snorted with a righteous sigh, he pinched the magic trick in his hand and quickly fiddled with the compass in his hand.

"Humph! Blowing nonsense, let you try my corpse slave first. ”

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding Japanese-style wooden doors were uniformly opened, and I saw that there were one or two walking corpses in each room! That's not less than dozens!

Qin Jihuan couldn't take care of that Michiko at this time, she still left it to Uncle Feng to solve, and just wiped out these walking corpses herself.

Thinking in his heart, Qin Jihuan had already rushed up, compared with the previous time, this time he was undoubtedly too calm, and he had the assistance of the evil jade pendant in his hand, as long as he sensed the position of the spell and pressed the jade pendant up, it would naturally be done.

In a flash, Qin Jihuan had gradually moved away from Uncle Feng with dozens of walking corpses, which was also deliberately done by him to prevent these rough-skinned walking corpses from disturbing Uncle Feng to cast spells.

Qin Jihuan, who went all out, rushed left and right to kill in the encirclement of this army of walking corpses, and even the dagger capital was discarded by him, and he found that for these walking corpses whose blood was coagulated, no matter how sharp the dagger was, it was not as good as a fist.

Fortunately, the strength of these walking corpses is not strong, and they don't even have the blood-sucking fangs like the legendary zombies, so they can only rely on infinite strength and unconscious bodies, and it can be said that they don't have any technical content, so for Qin Jihuan, it is not difficult to deal with.

After spending some time and cleaning up these walking corpses, Qin Jihuan returned to Uncle Feng in a full state.

It's just that the scene in front of him couldn't help but surprise him, only to see that the compass that looked ordinary before, at this time, in Uncle Feng's hand, it actually shot out a golden light visible to the naked eye!

And looking at the golden light, a black-robed woman was still holding a delicate chrysanthemum in her hand, and she was confronting it.

I saw that her whole body was wrapped in a black robe, her ten fingers in her hand were linked, and a chrysanthemum continued to rotate under the golden light of the compass, and bursts of black mist overflowed from the petals, constantly encroaching and blocking the golden light.

"Stinky Daoist! I don't believe how long you can push this demon compass! When your divine power is exhausted, I will torture you to death! ”

"Demons! Today you will definitely die, give me town! ”

Uncle Feng shouted, pinching the magic trick in his hand, the golden light of the compass in his hand was even better, and the bright golden light shone on Michiko's body like sulfuric acid, and the whole body was corroded and smoking.

From a distance, Qin Jihuan saw that the originally pink and fair pretty face had turned into a bloody corpse under the golden light of this demon suppression, and couldn't help but sigh, it was really a pink skeleton.

Suddenly, Michiko noticed Qin Jihuan's arrival, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her terrifying mouth, and the chrysanthemum in her hand flicked, and the two petals fell without wind, dodging the range of golden light, and floated straight towards Qin Jihuan.

"Ah Huan, be careful!"

"What?"

Qin Jihuan, who was concentrating on watching Uncle Feng's spell, saw the other party's miserable and infiltrating appearance, just glanced at it casually, and then focused his attention on Uncle Feng again, so he didn't find the other party's spell.

When he was reminded by Uncle Feng and vigilant, the two chrysanthemum petals had already been pasted on Qin Jihuan's temples one left and one right.

For a while, Qin Jihuan only felt that there was a flower in front of him, his head suddenly became so heavy, he had no strength in his body, and he fell directly to the ground uncontrollably.

"Ah Huan! This is the evil art of the Jiuju faction to control people's hearts! Listen to my words and do it, clear your mind, and hold the yuan to keep one! ”

Uncle Feng's voice faintly sounded in his ears, Qin Jihuan instinctively wanted to do it, but his body no longer obeyed the call, and even his internal force could not be commanded at all at this time, and he quietly stopped in his dantian, and he couldn't help but panic for a while.

Feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and even his body was becoming stiff, Qin Jihuan couldn't help but become more anxious, what should I do?

Medicine meets qi and becomes an image, and the Tao becomes nature in Xiyi.

Qin Jihuan came up with this sentence in his mind for no reason, this is a sentence from the Maoshan Cultivation Technique given by Uncle Feng, and it is also the entry requirement of the Maoshan Cultivation Technique.

Qin Jihuan, who has a general theory of Maoshan Taoism in his mind, naturally understands the meaning of this sentence, that is, if you want to cultivate Maoshan Cultivation Technique, you must first enter a realm of turning a blind eye, hearing but not hearing, and selflessness, which can be regarded as an entry, and it is also the basis for cultivating Maoshan Cultivation Technique.

It's just clear that he doesn't think he can do it, this kind of exercise method for cultivating divine consciousness and spiritual power is too high-end and weird, and it is not like internal strength or national art at all There is a ready-made exercise route, and the ways and methods can give people clear directions.

Maoshan Cultivation Technique is more like an abstract method of visualization, and the basic requirement is to achieve the state of selflessness and selflessness, which can be done by ordinary people, especially modern people?

But at this moment, with the help of those two chrysanthemum petals, Qin Jihuan's mind was gradually separated from his body, although it was passive, but the result was that he really entered this realm of separation of soul and flesh, not hearing and not hearing.

Thinking back to the cultivation method of Maoshan Cultivation Technique, Qin Jihuan silently recited, and continued to practice according to the cultivation method shown in the secret book, and gradually really settled down.

This is not an ordinary meditation, but a deeper level of meditation after the introduction of spiritual power, it can be said that even if Qin Jihuan is shot dozens of times in his body at this time, he will not wake up.

Because his soul has completely detached from his body, similar to the fugue too void, but it has not left the body, but has completely contracted into the depths of the brain, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

"Huh?"

Uncle Feng, who was closest to Qin Jihuan, was the first to discover his abnormality, although his eyes were closed and he lay on the ground, but he was not controlled by Michiko's evil arts, indicating that Qin Jihuan's consciousness was still there, and then looking at his solemn and intoxicated appearance, his heart moved, could it be? How is this possible??

"How is that possible?? How did my Chrysanthemum Control Technique fail? ”

Michiko also exclaimed at this time, how could she not be shocked that the chrysanthemum control technique that had been tried and tested was ineffective against Qin Jihuan, who was just a dark strength martial artist?

And she can't hold out for long under this endless golden light.

Seeing that her hopes were dashed, Michiko gritted her teeth and burst out of her last resort, only to see the chrysanthemum in her hand that resisted the golden light suddenly exploded, and the violent black fog instantly blocked the route of the golden light, and she herself spit out a mouthful of black blood, struggling to escape from the range of the golden light.

It's just that Uncle Feng, who has long studied the Jiuju faction, how could he let her get her wish?

Uncle Feng, who had been waiting for her for a long time, pinched the trick with his right hand, and pointed at the compass, and the entire demon suppression compass flew up, shooting straight towards Michiko, who had turned into black mist.

There were bursts of roars, screams, and Michiko's image appeared and disappeared for a while, and after a long time, she was finally purified by the demon suppression compass.

Looking at the flying ash in that place, Uncle Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then fell to the ground like Qin Jihuan, although this battle seemed simple, but only he knew the danger.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party didn't expect that there would be such a big killer weapon as the demon suppression compass in his hand, he would have been directly fixed by him at the beginning, but I am afraid that today is really more than lucky.

Uncle Feng, who had almost exhausted his mental strength, just lay here and fell asleep deeply.