As soon as these red spots emitting blood light touched the skin on Cheng Qi's forehead, they disappeared, as if they had seeped into his mind, and they looked quite magical.

It wasn't until the blood-colored light spots were absorbed that Cheng Hao's glasses that he had just closed opened in degree, and he looked at me with irrepressible joy on his face: "Xiaofeng, I know where the master is." ”

"That's great. Hearing him say this, I was overjoyed, "Without further ado, Brother Cheng, let's go quickly." ”

Brother Cheng didn't seem to hear my words, turned his head to look around, and soon stopped his eyes on a painting hanging on the wall, he stared at the painting tightly, not like admiring, but like thinking, as if in front of him was a rare famous painting.

I couldn't help but look at the painting, and found that it was a picture with a wooden frame, hanging in the center of the opposite door, as long as the person pushed the door open and looked up, it could be seen, as if the owner of the painting had deliberately placed it in such a conspicuous place. The painting depicts an old mansion with gray walls that look old. Around the ancient mansion, there is a layer of white mist, and at first glance, the house looms in the thick fog, like a murderous house.

Slowly pulling my eyes up, I could see a figure on the balcony on the second floor of the ancient house, and when I looked closer, I realized that this was not the black man who fought with Qingyunzi......

I suddenly felt a sense of weirdness, and turned my head to look at Cheng Qi: "What's the matter?"

"The master and the black man are in this picture. Cheng Qiao's explanation almost shocked my jaw, I looked at him in a daze, only to hear him say, "Through the induction of blood, I found that my master is indeed in the painting." This must have been made by the black man, as I said a long time ago, this black man is very strange, and he must not be treated as an ordinary demon-possessed person. ”

Oh my God, although I have seen a lot of weird scenes with my master before, it is the first time I have heard someone say that this living person has run into the world of painting, but seeing Cheng Qiang's sworn appearance, I quickly accepted this fact, at such a critical juncture, Cheng Qiang is impossible to make such a joke with me.

But soon, I felt a little powerless again, and they went in, but Cheng Qian and I had no way to get into the painting. "But......," I said in a somewhat desperate tone, "we can't get in at all!"

Cheng Qian was not too flustered, and explained to me: "It doesn't matter if we can't get in, the key is you, aren't you a ghost doctor?

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and for a while I really wanted to let Cheng Qiang be the ghost doctor, to see how he could crack this supernatural phenomenon with his hands, but I really didn't think about this aspect before, and I was in a hurry, but now that I was so dialed by Cheng Qiang, my heart instantly became a lot clearer.

I thought to myself that it would be good if this black man came out, not only did I still have the big yellow talisman that Qingyunzi gave me, but also the jade piece that Cheng Yi gave me, I didn't believe that after I threw both things out, this black man would still be safe and sound.

Although I thought so, I quickly chose to face the reality, I tried to calm down, searching for a way to solve it, all kinds of symptoms or the images of the time when the master taught me flashed through my mind one by one, but I couldn't cope with the situation in front of me.

"Illusion of Illusion—"

Suddenly, a somewhat jerky formation name popped up from the bottom of my heart, and I remembered in a trance that the manual that the master left for me before his death recorded such a formation. This is a formation that is enough to dissolve most of the illusions, as for whether the illusions created by the evil spirits are effective, in fact, I don't know very well, but Qingyunzi is in the painting, and the world in the painting is naturally nothing, and it should be right to use this formation.

"Brother Cheng, there is a way that you may try. I said thoughtfully.

Cheng Qian heard some kind of uncertainty from my words, obviously not very reassured, he frowned slightly, hesitated for a second or two or nodded to me, and motioned for me to continue.

"Misty Illusion. ”

"Illusion Array?" Brother Cheng showed a puzzled expression and repeated my words in a low voice.

"Hmm. I nodded, and then explained, "This is a formation that can dispel most illusions, and the Taoist is now trapped in the painting, so this method is the most suitable for us." ”

Cheng Qian couldn't help nodding: "Then hurry up and try it, time is of the essence now, since there is no other better way, you can only try this formation." ”

I answered, hurriedly took out the manual that the master gave me, and then opened the page that found the record of this formation, and read the steps and methods on it in detail.

After reading it, I closed the manual, but I didn't know where to start. According to the above record, it takes five men to complete this formation, and after arranging the formation, four of them have to tacitly draw a magic talisman with the crane feathers stained with the blood of the heavenly master, and after successfully drawing the talisman, the formation will begin to really take effect, at this time, all the energy will be transferred to the fifth man, and finally he will destroy the illusion.

Cheng Qian watched from the side that I was reluctant to move, so he urged: "Xiaofeng, why are you still stunned? Saving people is like fighting fire, hurry up and urge the formation to rescue my master from the painting!"

I smiled bitterly: "Brother Cheng, you misunderstood me, it's not that I don't want to rescue the Dao Master, it's just that this formation needs five people to control, and at the same time, we also need blood-stained crane feathers, which we can't do in a short period of time." ”

"Isn't it the crane feathers dyed with the blood of the Heavenly Master," he said, he took out a fan made of white feathers from his cuffs, then plucked five from it, and slashed his palm to stain his own blood on it, "This is the demon fan that the master gave me before, and these feathers on the fan are the thousand-year-old crane feathers, and now they are used to urge the formation." ”

"But there aren't enough of us...... "I threw out a conundrum this time.

"It's easier, wait!" said Qing Yunzi rushed out of the room as fast as he could, and returned after a while, bringing back three men, "Is it all right now?"

These three men should be the subordinates here, and Cheng Qiang, as a heavenly master, naturally has no problem catching a few ordinary people. The three people who were arrested looked at me and Cheng Qi in horror, and bowed their heads in fear and kept begging for mercy.

"It's a full number. ”

After answering Cheng Qi's words, I walked up to the three of them, looked down at them condescendingly, and my voice became cold: "Listen, wait a while, the three of you will arrange a formation with us, and then everything will be done according to my requirements, is it clear?"

The three of them are all subordinates who have served the powerful and noble people all the year round, so they naturally have no backbone, and they all immediately relented when they heard the words: "Okay! My lord, we are all under your orders, and I just ask you to let a few of us live." ”