Chapter 39: The Painting on the Wall
Naturally, I wouldn't answer this kind of question, so I took two steps forward with a cold face, narrowed the distance between me and them, and then asked again with a chill in my eyes: "I'll ask again one last time, where did you have the young man who was arrested?"
After all, the two of them were subordinates who had never seen anything in the world, and their faces suddenly turned pale, they grabbed each other's hands tightly, but their bodies were still trembling subconsciously.
I couldn't bear it, but I had to intimidate them.
"There......"
Fortunately, one of the women soon pointed me in a direction, I looked in the direction she pointed, and found that it was a house next to the kitchen, because it was late at night, the view was blocked, I could not see the whole picture of the house, but I could still vaguely see the wood piled up not far in front of the house, I thought it should be a firewood house.
Reaching out and pulling out a packet of powdered medicine from my bosom, I spilled it to stun the two of them for a moment, and I approached the firewood room, pushed open the door, and it was pitch black inside, but I could still see a figure curled up in the corner.
"Cheng Qiao. I lowered my voice and called softly.
Sure enough, as soon as I finished speaking, the person in the corner made a whimpering sound, and at the same time kept twisting his body, I hurriedly stepped forward, first ripped off the cloth blocked in Cheng Qi's mouth, and then groped to untie the rope for him.
Cheng Qian may have been blocked by the cloth for too long, and after I tore off the cloth, he spat on the ground, panting heavily.
I hurriedly helped him up: "Brother Cheng, are you okay?"
He waved his hand to signal me not to worry, and asked, "What about the master?"
"He," I thought Qing Yunzi should have submitted the black man at this point, and said, "he was fighting a man dressed in black just now. That black man's name is Wu Vulture, it seems to be a subordinate of the powerful people, Qingyunzi dragged him just now, and I had a chance to run out to save you first. ”
"Are you talking about the evil creature wrapped in a black cloth from head to toe?"
I thought about it and nodded busily: "Yes." ”
My answer made Cheng Qiao's face sink immediately, I was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, Brother Cheng?
Instead of answering my words immediately, he asked, "Where is my master now?"
"It's in the courtyard at the back, not far from here. ”
As I spoke, I raised my feet and led the way, and Cheng Qian behind me explained to me as he walked: "This black man is definitely not an ordinary person, his condition looks similar to Jiu'er, as if he is possessed by evil spirits, but in fact, there is a fundamental difference. ”
Indeed, the black man can compete with a profound heavenly master like Qingyunzi, and he is definitely not an ordinary person, saying that she is similar to Jiu'er's situation, I don't think there is anything wrong with it, but when it comes to the difference......
It seems to be the same, there is no difference.
"Is there a difference?" I asked, scratching my head.
"Of course, it's not a general difference. ”
Cheng Qi's tone became a little solemn, "If it is an ordinary evil spirit invasion, although I can't say that I can 100% surrender the evil spirit, it is impossible that I don't even have the ability to escape, although this black man is in a similar situation to Jiu'er, but one is forced, and the other is voluntary." ”
I was clear: "You mean, Jiu'er was forced to let the evil spirit invade, but the black man did voluntarily let the evil spirit invade?"
"Exactly. Cheng Qian confirmed my guess and added, "Another point, Jiu'er was invaded by evil spirits not long ago, and that black man is difficult to say...... It is precisely because blacks are voluntarily and possessed for a long time that they are more difficult to deal with than ordinary demonic possessions. ”
"Even if this is the case, your master's Taoism is profound, can there be any danger? Brother Cheng, you are too unconfident in your master. ”
"No, it's because I know the Heavenly Master too well that I'm worried about the Master. ”
During the time we were talking, I had already brought Brother Cheng into the courtyard just now, and at this moment, the room where Qingyunzi and the black man were fighting was pitch black and seemed to be empty.
I stopped my pace, turned to look at Cheng Qi, only to see a shadow flash on his face, and soon crossed me to the door of the room, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and gently pushed the door open......
I followed Cheng Qian to the door and looked inside, but I saw only a dark patch. Cheng Qi took out a yellow talisman, raised his hand and threw it upward, and the yellow talisman suddenly emitted a golden light, magically suspended above our heads.
At this time, the darkness cleared, and the whole room came into view, only to see that the wooden furniture had been knocked to the ground, and some of it had even been destroyed, and the house was in shambles.
I turned my head to look, but I didn't find anyone except Cheng Qi, I opened my mouth, just wanted to say something to Cheng Qi, suddenly, I inadvertently swept it, and found that there was a pool of blood on the ground that had not completely dried up.
"Brother Cheng, look. I stretched out my hand to point to the blood stains and shouted at Cheng Qi, my voice subconsciously raising a few points because of the accident.
My heart is full of raging waves, should it be, should it not be Qingyunzi him......
Cheng Qian walked to the bloodstains, squatted down, dipped a little blood in his hand and gently rubbed it with his thumb and forefinger, and soon said anxiously: "This is the blood of the Heavenly Master!"
For a while, Cheng Qian was like an ant on a hot pot, more anxious than me.
I walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Cheng, we must not panic at this time, you should think about it quickly and see if there is any way to find your master." ”
"Yes, we can't ...... now" Cheng Qian muttered as he suddenly looked up at me, "There is!"
I was stunned, and I didn't understand it for a while.
Cheng Qian didn't explain to me, he squatted down again, and then cut his palm with his fingernails, and in an instant, red blood gushed out of his wound, and he put his palm down, letting the blood drip on the bloodstain.
"Brother Cheng, you ......"
"It's okay, Xiaofeng, don't worry. Cheng Qian turned his head and reluctantly smiled at me, "My blood is also the blood of the Heavenly Master, and after the blood of me and the master is fused with each other, you can feel the existence of the other party." ”
Speaking of this, Cheng Qian exhaled with palpitations, "Fortunately, we came a few steps earlier, if this blood stall is completely dry, then it will not be able to fuse." ”
"Oh, I see. ”
I looked at the blood stall carefully, and saw that it still hadn't changed, but after more than ten seconds, a large blood bubble suddenly appeared, and the blood bubble slowly rose upward, and finally suspended in front of Cheng Qi's eyes.
Cheng Qian stretched out his finger and touched it gently, and the blood bubble suddenly exploded silently, turning into a cloud of red dots that shimmered with blood, and surged towards Cheng Qi's forehead.