Chapter 35: Crisis

What exactly is the crisis that Fu Ying is talking about?

All the eyes were wide open, staring at the movement around them, and the timid people couldn't even breathe. Yang Hao was also nervous, he really didn't understand what Fu Ying meant?

Could it be that some terrible man-eating monster is about to appear? But even if there are any man-eating monsters, the firearms in their hands are not vegetarian! Even if it is a lion, the bullets in its paperback double-barreled firearms can still smash its body to pieces.

I'm afraid that it wasn't a lion or tiger or anything like that, but something else, such as the blood cheats I had encountered in the blood cave before, and the terrible human hand. Although the evil hand has been broken to pieces by him, there is no guarantee that there will be a second or third hand......

Of course, there is nothing to be afraid of anything tangible, and as long as there is a weapon, it can be destroyed! Could it be something intangible? For example, the legendary demons and monsters?

I really haven't seen these things in my life, so this time the heavens are going to open my eyes? If it's really a demon or a monster, how can a mortal fight against it?

Yang Hao didn't understand why he had such strange thoughts in his head? If these thoughts were known to Heng Qi, would he laugh at himself for being Yang Afraid?

"Brother Yang, don't be distracted, my little sister is going to make an enchantment. Fu Ying suddenly reminded Yang Haodao.

"Enchantment, what is enchantment?" In the past three years, this was the first incomprehensible term that Yang Hao came into contact with.

"Enchantment is actually a general term. But here, it's a protective aura made by Xiaomei using witch powers. You know that my little sister has studied witchcraft......"

Yang Hao nodded. So I opened my eyes to see how she did to protect her aura.

I saw that she still closed her eyes and put her hands on her chest as if she had "settled". But instead of sitting cross-legged, he adopts a standing posture (which is similar to practicing qigong, and is not confined to a fixed position, which can be taken as a standing, sitting, or even lying position). Whatever posture you take, the key is for your mind to be able to calm down and reach a state of emptiness). There seemed to be some strange language in her mouth. Because her pronunciation was so slight that Yang Hao, who was standing beside her, couldn't hear what she was saying.

But Yang Hao knew that what she said must be a "spell"!

What exactly is a spell? Is there a so-called "spell" in this world? Just say two words casually, and there is some kind of magic? This is really incredible, and it is incomprehensible. Even many people scoff at "spells", believing them to be superstition, absurd and nonsense.

For example, as we often see the Buddhist mantra "hum, ma, ma, mi, coax", etc., these words really do not have any magic power, and anyone who pronounces these words will not have any effect on others. But why do those mages or incantators have some kind of magic or effect when they recite these words?

Is it because the words are magical, or is it because the person who recites the mantra really has some kind of magic? I think it's probably because of the "people" rather than the words.

In fact, some people with special abilities are able to communicate with the universe and channel the power of the universe to themselves and turn it into their own power! The universe is material, and they (she) are just transforming the matter in the universe into their own material in a special way. But how they were transformed has always been a mystery and has not yet been known to the world. But even if he or she tells you what's going on, I'm sure you'll just as much of a miser.

I suspect that the reason why the spell works may be that when they pronounce the word, the shape of his mouth and even the slight flutter of his teeth can cause a change in the magnetic field that we can't see, just like the "butterfly effect", a subtle change that leads to a drastic result. It is precisely because they are not ordinary people that the mantra will have an effect when they are recited by them, and if we ordinary people recite it, nothing will happen.

But it was said that after Fu Ying recited that mysterious language for a while, everyone suddenly noticed that their surroundings lit up, and they thought it was the fluorescent stick that enhanced the brightness, but after a closer look, they realized that it was not the green light emitted by the fluorescent stick, but a purple-red light. The purple-red light first spread around them like a thin mist, then became crystal clear, and enveloped their bodies, and finally enveloped them like a large transparent cover.

More precisely, they are now encased in a large, fuchsia transparent "eggshell".

"This is the enchantment, and you can call it the 'aura'. I can't explain exactly why it came from. But whether we survive the crisis later depends on it. Fu Ying explained to everyone.

Although Yang Hao didn't know what this thing was, he knew one thing, that is, this thing must have been condensed by Fu Ying's huge amount of power in his body. She will definitely suffer some damage to her body and mind. I just don't know how serious the damage is, how much of an impact it will have on her body?

"Brother Yang, don't worry about me, I'm just consuming some true qi, as long as I adjust it in time later, it won't hinder my body. Fu Ying seemed to know Yang Hao's inner worries, and hurriedly explained.

Yang Hao could only believe everything Fu Ying said. What else could he do now? How could he help her?

"Brother Yang, in fact, I still need your help later, you get the guns ready, don't hesitate, I say fight, you must hit accurately! The rest of the people can stay in the enchantment and don't move, of course, there will still be some small crises that you need to solve. Do not be afraid, for they will not come in. While Fu Ying confessed to Yang Hao, she also confessed to others.

Yang Hao vaguely felt that what was about to appear must be unusual. Fu Ying let herself deal with it, and it seemed that she also had full trust in herself. I must grasp my own attack well, and I can't let Fu Ying down.

However, the others didn't understand what Fu Ying was talking about, Fu Ying said a word, and they agreed, everyone was sweating, and Huang Ran was so nervous that he let out a few farts in a row. But no one laughed at him anymore.

"Alright, here they are. Fu Ying suddenly spoke.

"Who's here, where are they?" Heng Qi and Xie Ke turned the granite blankly, looking around. Huang had closed his eyes in fear, and Charlie kept praying to God.

Yang Hao was calm and ready to fight. At such a time, he only thinks about one thing, and that is the effect after shooting, whether he can hit the target with one hit?

"There is one in front of the left, fifteen meters away, three meters above the ground, Brother Zhou is ready to shoot!

Weighing his sense of position, his grasp of the position is naturally quite accurate, and at the same time, the visual inspection is also good, and the shooting is even more needless to say. Immediately raised the gun and fired a point shot at the place Fu Ying said - in fact, there was nothing in that place, and all he saw was an empty space or an empty space.

The sound of the gun was still ringing in his ears, the smoke from the muzzle of the gun was still in front of him, and a golden bullet casing fell under his feet with a crisp clanging sound......

Xie Ke's eyes widened desperately and said, "Stinky boy, what did you hit?

Heng Qi shook his head blankly and said, "I didn't see ......"

"Didn't you see that you were still beating the air?" Xie Ke was full of suspicion.

"Brother Xie, prepare to shoot, ten meters on the right side, one meter high, one meter close to the ground, two shots in a row!" Fu Ying gave Xie Ke another order.

Although Xie Ke heard it like falling into a fog, he still shot according to Fu Ying's instructions - his quality was similar to that of Heng Qi, so he was basically able to do it. But after this shot, the fog in his mind was even thicker. He really didn't understand what he was shooting, and he was staging the story of "the emperor's new clothes"? The emperor was pretending to say that he was wearing clothes, even though he was not wearing clothes. I am obviously hitting the air now, but I have to pretend to say that I hit an object?

But he didn't dare to doubt Fu Ying's words. Fu Ying is a "witch", she can't see something, but she must be able to see it!

"Brother Zhou, Brother Xie, now you have to prepare for the second round of shooting......" Xie Ke and Heng Qizheng were full of questions, but Fu Ying gave them a new order. They can only do what Fu Ying says.

"Brother Huang, Mr. Charlie, the two of you are shooting at the target together now......" Fu Ying also gave instructions to Huang Ran and Xing Li.

Huang Ranran's quality is not only far worse than Charlie, but even compared with Hengqi and Xie Ke, it is a lot worse. At this moment, when he received Fu Ying's order, he naturally couldn't even touch the wind, and after a period of scramble, he fired two shots indiscriminately as if he was dealing with an errand. So much so that Charlie reminded him: "Huang, you hit the wrong target, and the direction and distance you calculated are completely wrong!"

Huang Ranran blew his nose and said, "It's okay, everyone is fighting indiscriminately anyway! Do you dare to say what you hit? Didn't you hit the air?"

"Huang, you ......" Charlie was speechless for a while.

"Brother Huang, it's already coming to you, dodge!" Fu Ying suddenly reminded.

"Huh, where are you flashing?" Huang Ran ran panicked for a moment, completely confused, and stayed there like a log.

It was too late, and the barrier in front of him suddenly bent inward, as if it had been hit hard by something. Huang ran and ran and couldn't dodge, and was immediately hit on the nose. He screamed "ouch" and covered his nose and howled wolf.

Before everyone came to their senses, they felt that all parts of the barrier had sunk inward, and everyone seemed to have been struck hard by an invisible object.