Chapter 359: Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants Qi Huan Gong (2)

"So, how do we get started?" Yan Tuya asked.

"Summer Stone" took out a booklet from his pocket, waved it and threw it onto several cases.

"Here is the roster of all the thaumaturgists in the city, fifty percent are locals, two percent are from Shandong, two percent are from other provinces, and one percent are foreigners. Whichever group you want to start with, I'll find people right away. "Summer Stone" said.

At this point, Yan Tuya's wariness of the "Summer Stone" was eased a little, and he picked up the small book and slowly flipped through it.

"Summer Stone" turned around and nodded to me slightly.

I ignored him, just looked at Yan Tuya indifferently.

If Yan Tuya uses the "Golden Escape Technique" to escape, what we can do is to track down his next destination, and destroy this place at the same time, so that his hiding place will become less and less. However, that is a very troublesome thing, the Five Elements Retreat is a high-end skill in thaumaturgy, I only hear its name but do not know the fact, if you want to fight that kind of thaumaturgy, I am likely to have more than enough heart and not enough strength.

Another way is to kill him here.

Yan Tuya and I are now about thirteen paces apart, and there is a golden case in between. It takes at least three seconds to rush forward thirteen steps, enough for a thaumaturgical master to send out the "Golden Escape Technique" and get out.

Qi Mei, who had just walked outside, slowly walked back, his eyes were distracted, his gaze was glazed, and he walked straight to a few cases.

"Go away and go to the corner. Yan Tuya scolded in a low voice.

Qi Mei ignored it, walked forward step by step, and after encountering a few cases, he climbed up directly and lay down again, just like what we saw when we first came in.

"Thirteen Shao, what did you take from this person's head?" "Summer Stone" asked.

Yan Tuya replied without raising his head: "Everything, take it away." ”

"Then he's a piece of waste, not even a pig or a dog. "Summer Stone" said.

"All the people who have been sacked by the 'Brain-Eating Technique' are waste, and you will know later. Yan Tuya said.

I was silent on the surface, but I secretly gasped in my heart.

If the thaumaturgists on the roster are "sucked dry" by Yan Tuya, then he will gather the best of the world and become the "king of thaumaturgy", who can perform thaumaturgy at will and become the source of the destruction of the city and even the entire rivers and lakes.

"Will this thaumaturgy have a backlash?" asked Summer Stone again.

"Of course not, in the process of 'eating the brain', I am both the host and the controller, and all the steps of advance and retreat are controlled by me alone. That's the difference between the human brain and the computer, and when I become a 'superbrain', all the companies that sell knowledge will go bankrupt and go out of business, and only the smartest people will be left. Together with them, I will build a new world order......"

Every question asked by "Summer Stone" is precisely designed, and it is leading the swallow graffiti into the trap step by step.

He was about twenty steps away from Yan Tuya, which was farther away from Yan Tuya than me, and there was no way for us to burst out and kill Yan Tuya.

"I've watched it, excellent, excellent. Yan Tuya quickly finished the booklet and threw it on Qi Mei's stomach.

"Do you have any names that interest you?" asked "Summer Stone".

Yan Tuya did not say the name, but pointed to "Xixi".

"What do you mean?" "Summer Stone" was stunned.

"She's nice and has a lot of personality and I like it. So, I hope she can stay and be my personal assistant, how about it?" Yan Tuya said with a wicked smile.

"Not good. "Summer Stone" immediately shook his head.

"What's the matter?" Yan Tuya asked.

"She is my person, not a cargo or a pet, let alone a serf or a slave, and she cannot give it away at will. "Summer Stone" said.

Yan Tuya smiled even more weirdly: "I won't monopolize her, roast and eat it, everyone shares, feast, and have fun, isn't it?"

He held out his hand to me: "What do you say?"

I didn't think about it, so I nodded immediately: "It's really a good idea, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today, just right." ”

When a point of disagreement arises between the two sides of the negotiation, simply making a fuss about the main disagreement can break their cooperation. Now, Yan Tuya looks at "Xixi", which is an opportunity to provoke both sides to do it.

Naturally, people can't eat it steamed, this is a sudden problem, and I would like to see how the "summer stone" copies.

"No kidding. "Summer Stone" shook his head, and Masashi refused.

"The person I want, I can't run. Leave her alone, and you can all get out alive, or else you'll roast and eat together. Yan Tuya said.

I kept an eye on him, but I didn't know what he was doing, and the golden room began to heat up continuously, and soon it rose to 40 degrees Celsius, and the thermometers on several cases showed it clearly.

"What's in it for you to play like this?" asked "Summer Stone".

Yan graffiti laughed: "I don't have any benefits, I just think it's fun." You send me a booklet, and I will pay tribute to a big roasted living person, there are comings and goings, and the guests and hosts rejoice, isn't it?"

"Kill, kill!" "Summer Stone" suddenly cried out.

Qi Mei moved when he heard the sound, jumped up, locked Yan Tuya's neck with both hands, and at the same time rolled his body, soft as a snake, coiling Yan Tuya's waist ribs.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Yan Tuya also called, and he was also drinking Qi Mei to take action.

When both sides sent out the signal of "kill", Qi Mei stopped moving, and his ears trembled suddenly, as if he was thinking about which side to obey.

"That's Yan Gexing. I found the man's flaw in the word "kill".

Only Yan Gexing can come up with such a complex trap, over and over again, strange and upright, in and out, ever-changing.

He expected or heard that Xixi and I would pretend to be him and Bai Fenfang to sneak in, so he came in disguised as me and Xixi, which was tantamount to exposing the identities of me and Xixi from another angle, and at the same time cutting off our retreat.

I see, I just vaguely felt like I was caught in a trap, and that feeling was exactly right. It's just that what we are falling into is not the trap of Yan Graffiti, but a broader and more meticulous net laid out by Yan Gexing.

"Everything is a big drama directed by Yan Gexing. "I couldn't help but have a deep admiration for him, and with it, an indescribable fear.

The water in the rivers and lakes is very deep, but Yan Gexing's strategy is even deeper, and it was not until the mystery was about to be revealed that I saw the tip of the iceberg of this person's intelligence.

In this game, Yan Gexing won completely.

"Kill - the brain is the respect of ten thousand people, the art of eating the brain is here, who dares to usurp its master? Kill, kill them!" Yan Tuya's body stood straight, not afraid of the momentum at all, like a mad tiger's eyebrows.

On the other hand, Qi Mei seems to have lost his mind and doesn't know what to do next.

His ears trembled continuously as if he had installed a miniature motor, and finally made a "click" sound when his veins writhed.

On the surface, he was entangled in Yan Tuya, but his ten fingers had relaxed and he was no longer desperately exerting force, so Yan Tuya could naturally speak out and give orders.

"Your life was given by me, don't forget, you once made a bloody vow to swear allegiance to my Yan Gexing. Now, twist his neck, and then you can sleep completely. Yan Gexing was not impatient, but gave orders in a seductive tone, low and soft, but also with another strange power that breathed the heart.

I stepped back silently, using the corner of the wall to keep the sunset out from being accidentally injured.

The temperature inside the house continued to rise, and the thermometer on the other side of the house had risen to 50 degrees Celsius, and it was about to enter the red warning zone.

"If the temperature is too high, the disguise will fail. Xixi whispered behind me.

This is a trouble, but it is not a big trouble, because Yan Gexing's disguise technique will also fail, and when the time comes, everyone will return to their original colors.

"I came up with a way to cut off the 'Golden Escape Technique', metal can conduct electricity, as long as this golden house is electrified, no one can escape. Xixi said again.

I didn't respond, these people on the scene knew about this method, but before the insulation was done, electrifying the Golden House would be tantamount to collective suicide.

"Mr. Xia. "The man who was pretending to be the evening suddenly turned around and strode towards me.

Half of the disguise on her face had fallen off, revealing a white, fragrant face.

I could have expected this as early as possible, Bai Fenfang is Yan Gexing's henchman, who is loyal to Yan Graffiti on the surface, but in fact he is latent as an internal response.

"At this moment, only by working together to kill Yan Tuya can we get out alive. Bai Fenfang said.

"How?" I asked.

Bai Fenfang was not polite, and immediately commanded: "If you want to restrain his thaumaturgy, you have to lock him closely." Eyebrows are brainless, not enough to reuse. Now, you must replace Qi Mei and use all means to control Yan Tuya's body. ”

This task of "leading the charge" was very dangerous, but I did not refuse and immediately nodded in agreement.

Indeed, as she said, once Yan Tuya eases up, everyone present will suffer.

I slid forward, stabbed at Yan Tuya, and used the wrestling technique of "hugging his ribs and wrapping his wrists" to lock his left ribs, left arm, and right arm.

Now, I am close to Yan Tuya and Qi Mei's bodies, and I feel that the bodies of both of them are exuding a shadowless and invisible cold air, like two corpses that have been frozen for a long time.

This is not a good sign, the Golden House is continuing to heat up, the two of them must not be afraid of the heat, and it will be the four of us who will suffer.

"You couldn't be more wrong. Yan Tuya whispered with a sneer.

Suddenly, a golden mist emanated from him, enveloping me and Qi Mei.

I couldn't see anything, all I saw was a thunderbolt of golden light flashing at high speed, like an airplane in a thunderstorm.

"The Golden Escape Technique?" I immediately understood.

In some classics, there have been wise men who have described the details of the "retreat", but there is only a "earth retreat", and there are no "wood, water, fire, and metal". The wise man said that once the earth escape began, the caster would slowly sink into the earth, and then see that there were various passages under the earth, leading in all directions. Except for the passage, all that remained was dark dirt. Secondly, the practitioner can feel that all the soil is constantly moving, like the peristalsis of the human intestines. In this "infinitely dynamic" environment, the caster can move forward at high speed and get to where he wants to go.

In ancient times, the representatives who were good at earth escape were Tuxingsun and Zhang Kui on the "Fengshen List", but neither of them ended well and did not see the bright ending of the battle between Zhou and Shang. The reason is that the art of retreat will consume people's energy and lifespan, and after accumulating to a certain extent, Yangshou will be quickly exhausted, and there will be no place to die in some kind of accident.

I can actually choose to let go rather than fall into the grip of Yan Graffiti. However, as long as he let go, he will be far away, and there will be no more chance to kill him.

"Xixi, hands, hands, hands!" I shouted three times in a row.

It was clear that my voice did not penetrate the golden mist, and as soon as I opened my mouth, the golden mist poured into my mouth, sealing my voice under my throat.

I could feel the golden mist entering my body, replacing the air and running out of oxygen, making me dizzy.

"I am Qi Mei, the descendant of Qi Huan, the descendant of the Spring and Autumn Five Hegemons, and I once dreamed of occupying the land of Qilu with my own strength, according to Mount Tai in the south, overlooking the North Sea, and reproducing the Huangtu hegemony of the head of the Spring and Autumn Five Hegemons. For this goal, I have been fighting for 20 years, day and night, exhausted, and even in order to achieve this goal, I have no time to have children. Twenty years, more than 7,200 days, lying on the salary to taste the courage, swallowing the voice, climbed to the high position of 'the first guest in the provincial capital'. Where is the goal for the future, I can't see it, I really can't see it......"

I heard the sound of eyebrows*, but the golden mist was so heavy that I couldn't see his face even when I was close.

Every person who has worked hard for decades deserves respect, no matter what his goals are.

The glory of the ancestors is Qi Mei's greatest ambition, he wants to glorify the ancestors and let the Qi family create glory in the land of Qilu, but that can't be achieved at all. Now is the new world of the 21st century, and if a Jianghu person wants to break the rules, the final result is likely to be "death before the ambition is paid".

The golden mist was getting thicker and thicker, and I inadvertently looked down to see that my chest and abdomen were emitting golden light and golden mist. It turned out that I was also assimilated by the golden mist and became a part of it.

I still locked my arms around the swallow graffiti, and even though I knew that it would have little effect, I refused to let go.

Suddenly, everything was silent, all the sounds around me disappeared, only the golden mist surged in front of my eyes, and even the swallow graffiti with my arms locked seemed to have lost its due weight.

"What's going on?" I looked up, but I couldn't see anything.

After that, I heard the sound of water – no, not water, but the snapping of the waves crashing against the reef. Immediately, I smelled the smell of the sea, and I heard the sound of the sea breeze whistling through the sky, as if I was drifting on the vast sea.

"Xixi—" I called again.

This time, the voice was sent far away, but no echo was received.

I withdrew my left arm and waved it in front of my eyes to dispel the golden mist, and to my horror, I realized that I was on top of a giant warship.

Modern ships are all made of steel, while the ancient ships are made entirely of wood. What I saw was a wooden warship with obvious ancient features, with a towering bow on the right and a gray sail hanging high on the left, and the sail had been fed up by the wind, forming a semi-circular wind pocket. The wind is so strong that it pushes the big ship forward on the surface of the sea, towards the vast unknown.

If you look closely, there is a white flag on the bow of the ship, more than ten meters high, embroidered with the word "Qi" in a seal body.

There were no sailors to be seen on the ship, only a burly man in ancient armor standing under the big flag.

There is nothing in my arms anymore, and I have locked the swallow graffiti, but I have long since disappeared.

"Just hallucinations!" I told myself silently.

Thaumaturgy cannot be explained by any knowledge of physics, and almost always knows it but does not know why. So, I didn't waste any time exploring where this illusion was coming from, and walked towards the man under the banner.

There is no sea in Jinan, and the east, southeast, and northeast of Shandong are close to the sea, and I have only been to Yantai and Qingdao once, and I have seen the offshore sea on land, but I have never sailed on a giant ship on the sea.

The man's armor was made of hard cowhide, about half an inch thick, and the leather was extremely rough, and in many places it had turned gray-black, and it should have been worn for decades.

With a sword at his waist and a longbow on his shoulder, he was always looking into the distance.

"May you, this hero, where the ship is heading?" I clenched my fists and tried to talk to him.

He didn't turn his head to look at me, he just waved his hand sharply and made a "silence" gesture.