The mermaid is like a human being rather than a human being, which has long been verified by wise men from ancient times to the present, just as the public knows that "savages are not humans".

"Do you mean that the existence of all the springs in Daming Lake and Jinan is only for the mermaids to breathe?" I asked.

He nodded: "That's right, we Japanese wise men had this kind of conclusion as early as the shogunate period. Therefore, we worship the 'Lord of the Merman' and elevate his status to a level on a par with the gods. In Asia, all springs have access to the sea, and wherever there is seawater, it will be under the control of the lord of the merman. ”

I thought about it for a few seconds and then asked another question: "Japan is located in the middle of the sea, is there a deeper fear of the lord of the merman?"

The sea is boundless, and if you offend the lord of the merman, this small island of Japan will be wiped out and sunk in the turquoise waters, just like the legendary Atlantis.

Unexpectedly, his answer turned out to be like this: "The lord of the mermaids is the guardian god of the sea in Japan, otherwise Japan would have been swallowed up by earthquakes and tsunamis for hundreds of years." In Hokkaido, the monks once discovered the miracle of the lord of the mermaids, listened to his teachings, and spread them everywhere - let's go, on the way to Luokou, we talked as we went. ”

He kept urging me to leave this courtyard, which was a harbinger of being seduced by the Netherworld. Every time he urged me, he took a big step towards the ghost gate.

"Thank you for your advice. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Ever since I broke into the illusion, he has been pushing me forward, telling me many things that I had never heard of before. He did it for his own selfishness, but I really benefited from it.

Right now, he's about to die, and I should say "thank you."

"Let's go, there's still a long way to go, and we still have a lot to do. He said.

He led the way to the gate, and I landed ten paces carefully behind him.

When I came in, I didn't pay attention to the courtyard gate and courtyard wall, but now I found that the surface of all the doors and walls is covered with a layer of dragon scale patterns, all of which are carved out of the stones.

"Where there are dragon scales, there are dragon heads, dragon tails, and dragon claws, and it turns out that everything is in other people's calculations. This time, he really couldn't escape the doom. "I can't help but sigh.

When the man reached the middle of the courtyard gate, there was a sudden loud wind in the air.

I looked up and saw a large dark cloud drifting over, just blocking out the moonlight. Under the dark clouds, another cloud swept with the wind, turning into the shape of two gates, and these two "gates" were falling rapidly, swooping down from hundreds of meters in the air.

"The 'Dragon's Head Leader' game has begun!" I whispered.

For a moment, I did not put myself in the position of watching the fire from the other side and watching the tiger fight, but quickly judged the situation, retreated diagonally, and drew the dagger from the back of the crow kneeling on one knee.

The raven swooped forward silently, slumping alongside the young man's corpse.

Grasping the dagger, I quickly strode southwest, guarding the straight passage between the gate and the Westinghouse kitchen. If the man wanted to retreat, he would have chosen this route, for I had already observed the North House, and there was nothing in it for the thaumaturgists to borrow. At the same time, we have never entered the West House, which has always been the "Pure Land and Formation Courage" in the formation of this Qimen, and it is the largest center of the transformation of yin and yang. Therefore, it is relatively safe there, and that person will definitely make the easiest and most efficient choice.

The pie in the sky will not fall in vain, and the will of God to kill must also be done by man. Some subtle aspects of the layout of the Heavenly Dao also require manpower to implement them.

At this moment, it may be because of my hatred of the enemy that triggered the "Dragon's Head Battle", and the "volley" opportunity I observed was also part of this thaumaturgical layout. Only by coordinating and cooperating can the plan to finally complete the plan to cut the enemy in half.

The biggest difference between a thaumaturgist and a mediocrity is that a mediocrity exaggerates himself and ignores the power of the Divine, while a thaumaturgist reveres the way of heaven and ignores everything he has done and attributes all his merits to the will of the Divine.

The door formed by the cloud fell more than ten meters above the ground, and the two "doors" suddenly opened, forming a huge square mouth.

The man had realized that the situation was not good, and rushed forward, trying to avoid the large mouth that fell from the sky, but the "cloud gate" had already covered him, drifting sideways, getting closer and closer.

The man was really fierce, took out a pistol from his pocket, ran forward, raised the gun with both hands, and continuously pulled the trigger at the "Cloud Gate".

The clouds were empty, the doors were empty, and the bullets did not kill them in the slightest, not even leaving a single hole in the clouds.

Within seconds, the man had run out of bullets. From a distance, the "Cloud Gate" has already fallen on top of his head, and if it falls a little more, it will envelop him in it.

"Help, help—" The man cried out for help, but all the people present were dead except me, who could save him?

At this moment, as long as he runs back, he must run to the Westinghouse kitchen, and then he will die at my hands.

There is always a cloud floc between the "Cloud Gate" and the big cloud in the sky, which seems to mean that the Cloud Gate will send people to that place after they catch it, and its structure is similar to that of a modern vacuum cleaner. When I looked up at it, my heart was momentarily confused, and I forgot what the world was and what year it was.

The Heavenly Dao of the Universe and the Ethereal Void are always endless, and no matter how deep the human mind is, it cannot be compared. Therefore, human beings will always live in the "earth" and the gods will always live in the "sky", and simply from the position of the human beings, the attempt of human beings to become immortals is unexpected.

The man was not stupid, and after running twenty meters out of the courtyard gate, he immediately turned around and rushed to the door of the Westinghouse kitchen.

The "Cloud Gate" immediately chased after it, and when it was tilted, I immediately spotted the snow bright sword light hidden in the clouds.

"Run, run—" The man rushed closer, and said only three words, already pierced through my chest with a dagger.

His impact was so strong that it pushed me back seven steps, my back against the kitchen wall, and I didn't stop

Like an assassination crow, my dagger is stuck in the heart of the other person with unmistakable accuracy.

This dagger is extremely sharp, and the feeling of piercing into the human body is like a chopstick inserted into tofu, without any resistance.

"You...... Dare to kill me?" his facial features were distorted and deformed, and his appearance was hideous, like that of a Yaksha ghost.

"Why don't you dare?" I asked indifferently.

"I can't die, if I die, the situation in North China will be chaotic, and the situation in the Japanese imperial family will be chaotic...... You are so bold to dare to do this...... You're going to have a great calamity, you're going to have a great calamity......" He took my right arm by the hand, and his whole body trembled, like a candle in the wind.

I thought that one hundred percent of the knife would kill him, but he was so strong that he suddenly pushed me five steps away with a sudden force of his arms.

"I can't die, I can't die...... This can't trap me, can't trap me—" He yelled a few times, turned sharply, knife in his chest, dripping blood, and ran towards the gate again.

The ancients studied the art of war to the extreme, from arranging troops to attacking and killing. The same is true of thaumaturgical methods, when a thaumaturgical formation is arranged, everything becomes an automatically triggered program flow, and as long as the person walks out, the corpse will be killed on the spot.

It was in this small courtyard that I seemed to get a glimpse of the "Heavenly Dao" in thaumaturgy.

The real "Heavenly Dao" is to use the power of heaven to prevail, so that the enemy has no way to resist it.

In the end, the man did not escape this fate, and was cut in two at the gate of the small courtyard, and his body was in a different place.

The dragon's head came from the sky, condescending, looking at the whole city, and if he wanted to kill a person, that person would have nothing to hide.

After the continuous killing, only me and the cold moonlight above me were left inside and outside the courtyard.

"It was a terrible battle. I shook my head and sighed.

Other wars have won and lost, but at this moment, both sides of the battle between good and evil are both defeated, even if they set up a battle to kill, they are doing their best, regardless of the dead and wounded, in order to eliminate all the Japanese invaders.

No one spoke again, but I was left standing in the midst of blood.

"May I ask which senior is outside, can you show up?" I whispered outside.

There was no movement outside, as if the arrayers had already fled after a successful blow.

"Are the seniors from the Xia clan? Are the seniors from the Luokou pontoon bridge to annihilate the Japanese invaders?" I asked again.

Suddenly, a sudden sigh came from the direction of the kitchen.

I immediately ran to the kitchen, hesitated outside the curtain, and then opened the curtain and went inside.

The most obvious thing in the room is not the stove, the chopping board, the pot and spoon, but a huge bronze mirror hanging on the wall. It is about three feet in diameter, brass-colored, round, and has many plants and patterns carved around it.

The bronze mirror was polished, but there was no one around.

A dark shadow flashed through the mirror and floated towards the small window at the back of the house.

The small window is square and only one foot in size, making it difficult for adults to pass through, so it should only be used as a smoke exhaust hole. When the black shadow reached the window, it stopped and flew out in an instant.

I chased to the window and looked out, the plains were open, and there was a large wasteland outside the window, and there was no one in sight.

The other party has no intention of meeting me, and even if he shouts again, it is useless.

I took a few steps back and looked at the bronze mirror.

In the mirror, I was quite embarrassed, my clothes were still half-wet, and my hem was hanging heavily.

"I ...... Where do we go from here?" I smiled wryly.

I obviously feel that with the passage of time, all kinds of work skills, machinery and equipment, and operation methods in society have undergone earth-shaking innovations, making the lives of ordinary people better and better, but the inheritance of thaumaturgists is getting weaker and weaker, and many subtleties have almost been broken, and all of them have been lost in the dust of history.

In the 21st century, the thaumaturgist profession is full of swindlers, making the common people all wear colored glasses to look at it differently, and the thaumaturgical world is gradually declining.

"In a hundred years of history, the essence of thaumaturgy in China has been lost!" I couldn't help but sigh.

"Woo-" There was a low whistle outside the door, followed by a jumble of footsteps, and four or five people hurried closer.

I hid by the door and looked out, and it was Zhang Quanzhong who took the lead.

"Stop. Ten steps away from the gate, Zhang Quanzhong hurriedly raised his hand and stopped the four young people beside him.

"There is an ambush, and you must not advance. He only watched for a few seconds before issuing a warning.

I didn't go out right away, but continued to observe.

"Fifty steps back. Zhang Quanzhong waved his hand.

"The devil will come at any time, why don't we hurry in?" a young man muttered under his breath.

"What do you know? A gossip array has been set up in the small courtyard, and it is easy to enter and difficult to get out. If you don't want to die, rush in. Zhang Quanzhong explained.

The four men looked at each other and stepped back in unison.

Zhang Quanzhong stretched out his left palm and drew a circle on the palm of his left palm with the middle finger of his right hand.

I understand that he is using the technique of "hand dance compass".

Masters who have been immersed in Feng Shui for many years do not need to use a substantial compass at all, the compass has been firmly engraved in the heart, and the angle between pitches and elevations is clear.

I didn't show up because I couldn't figure out Zhang Quanzhong's thoughts now, for fear that he would take it as a gift to the Japanese.

"All eight doors are dead, ruthless enough, black enough!" Zhang Quanzhong said to himself.

Before that person was killed, I was also soberly aware of the situation of "all eight gates are dead". Having said that, since the other party is laying out a "dragon head" situation, it is inevitable to achieve "all eight doors are dead", otherwise how can you kill the enemy?

The big trouble with this layout is that I'm also trapped at the same time, and I can't get out.

Except for the doorway, the remaining seven directions are dead ends. If I had chosen the wrong path, I would have ended up no different from that man.

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia, are you inside?" Zhang Quanzhong shouted.