I didn't dare to delay, so I took two steps in three steps to the gate. The latch had been locked, and I didn't have time to find the key, so I directly buckled the wooden groove stuck in the latch, and pulled it into my arms. With a click, the wooden trough cracked, the latch fell off, and the door slammed open with a thud on my chest.

The wind was strong outside, and there were tigers and leopards, pixiu, and pythons in the wind. Behind the monster, there seemed to be more than a dozen strange people with their heads scattered and long whips in their hands standing in the air, and they couldn't stop making a sound of expulsion.

I took a step back, unloaded the force of the gate's anti-collision, and took three steps forward, blocking the middle of the doorway.

Monsters and monsters are all phantoms of the void, and when they reach me, they disappear with a sudden sound.

I didn't dare to be careless, so I sat down on my horse and held the door firmly.

There was no one on the streets, and the doors and windows of every house were closed, except for the strange winds, monsters, and strange people that circled and went.

I don't ask for anything else, I just want to firmly guard the gate, block the wind in the front, and release the wind in the back to relieve the pressure on Zhang Quanzhong.

In the midst of my busy schedule, I looked south.

The green tile and white wall of Wulong Pond is about a kilometer away, and inside the white wall, the branches of the big trees are luxuriant, and the roses are purple and red, which is a harmonious and prosperous garden beauty.

As a thaumaturgist, I gaze at the fan-shaped picture window on the white wall.

Chinese architecture pays attention to "changing the scenery step by step", and this kind of "transparent but not empty" fan-shaped window is the key technique of artificial landscaping. It was from those windows that I saw more of the grumpy monsters wandering the garden. Monsters move in the wind, with their own form but not reality, and when they gather and take shape, it will be the time of human death.

Since it was the source of all calamities, I simply went against the wind and made great strides south.

"Tianshi, don't go, it's too dangerous!" Lian Chengbi shouted behind me.

I have never been rash, but now it is time to "sacrifice myself to block the hole of the gun and lift the explosive bag".

Even Chengbi couldn't call me back, so he chased after me and walked side by side with me.

The wind was so strong that every step we took was difficult. Several times, she took great risks to blow off the spear on Lianchengbi's shoulder, but fortunately, she grabbed the butt of the rifle in time and walked forward.

Where there is a strong wind, there must be an eye of the storm. As long as you find the eye of the storm, suppress it or destroy it directly, you can end this melee.

"Straight ahead, look in the second viewing window on the right, look for the eye of the wind, shoot. "I informed Lianchengbi succinctly and effectively.

Looking through the viewing window, I could see the man-made rockery on the bank of Wulong Pond, as well as the Sino-Japanese Friendship Monument erected by the Qushui Pond on the north shore of the lake.

"The eye of the storm is ...... Monument, aim at it and shoot...... "As soon as I have established my target, I will immediately order Lian Chengbi to shoot." As for why the monument is considered to be the eye of the storm, it is based on my keen intuition.

The monument is a small scene in Wulongtan Park, which is neither welcomed nor ostracized, but stands quietly by the water's edge, full of exotic style.

The ancients invented the stele to commemorate, pay tribute, and cherish a certain person or event, but the place where the stele was set up did not meet the above definition at all.

Lian Chengbi raised the gun with both hands, but the wind was so strong that she couldn't stabilize the barrel of the gun at all, let alone aim.

I straddled in front of her, bent down, put my hands on my knees, tilted my head slightly to my left shoulder, and shouted again: "Use my shoulder as a gun mount, we don't have time!"

Don't miss the opportunity, and never miss it. When life and death are at stake, it is even more difficult to find such fleeting opportunities.

"Good!" replied, holding the spear over my left shoulder.

The wind was still arrogant, and the monsters in the wind were sometimes rushing from side to side, sometimes leaping and roaring, while the bearded monsters were raising their long whips and screaming majestically as they marched forward.

All weird and strange situations are illusions, ethereal in nature, and cannot cause actual harm to people. However, human beings are advanced animals with thoughts and the ability to act, and once they are mentally restrained, they will engage in unbelievable acts of self-destruction. Therefore, Lian Chengbi and I were trapped in the wind, and if we could not meet the enemy, we would be trapped in it and die of insanity.

"Three, two, one......" Lian Chengbi counted down softly, and then quickly fired the first shot.

The barrel of the gun shook once, followed by three more shocks, and Lian Chengbi decisively fired four shots in five seconds.

Unfortunately, looking through the fan-shaped window, the monument is still there and undamaged.

"The wind swept the air, creating a vortex effect, and our vision was distorted. Lian Chengbi said hurriedly.

"Forward, forward—" Without the slightest cowardice, I strode forward, while the spear of the city was always on my shoulder, aiming at the monument from afar.

The back street of Tongyuanju is not a secluded and quiet alley, but a trunk road that can accommodate two cars to cross each other, even if it is not a weekend, there will be pedestrians, cyclists, and cars passing by, and it is never deserted.

Now, in line of sight, there is not a single person or car in sight, and the shops and residents on both sides are also closed doors and windows, quietly, without making a single sound.

I could feel a lot of people crouching behind the windows and by the doors, looking out, holding their breath and looking forward to it.

They are the audience, and Lianchengbi and I are the actors on the stage, using our lives and hopes to stage a good play for them.

Only we know that this is not acting, and there is no time for the end of the show. We can only move forward, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks *until we find a way to live.

In three minutes, a total of one hundred and eighty seconds, Lian Chengbi and I were already close to the north wall of Wulongtan.

The wind was a little lighter, but the original south wind turned into a whirlwind that swirled in place, weaving around the feet of Lianchengbi and me.

Lian Chengbi drew his gun and set it up on a fan-shaped window.

Now that the wind has subsided, the wind vortex it caused no longer exists, and it will no longer block the sight of Lianchengbi's shooting.

"I'm ready. Lian Chengbi spread his legs and stood firmly, holding the spear firmly.

Calculated by the power of a sniper rifle bullet, within three points, the monument will be destroyed.

"Wait, the fighter has changed. "I raised my hand just in time and grabbed the scope on my spear.

"What?" Lian Cheng was puzzled.

"The fighter plane has changed, and what we have to do must also change. I replied.

We rushed from the gate of No. 18 in the back street of Tongyuan Bureau to this wall, with a clear goal, to destroy the Sino-Japanese Friendship Monument. This was a decision made about ten minutes ago, and since time and space have changed, it is impossible for us to continue that decision.

Those who cross the river carve boats for swords, those who are stubborn learn from Handan, and I can only make the most appropriate decision at the most appropriate time, and the foundation of this decision lies in balance.

Zhang Quanzhong used broken intestine grass, crane top red, and peacock gall to fight against the poisonous phase of feng shui, and what he sought was a precise and precise balance. Just like an acrobat walking a tightrope with a crossbar, both hands must always find the center point of the crossbar in order to achieve balance between the feet and legs.

When I destroy the monument at this moment, it is tantamount to taking away the crossbar from the acrobat's hand, leaving him with nothing to borrow, and the final result can only be planted headlong.

Similarly, with one shot, Zhang Quanzhong's delicate balance in the eighteenth courtyard was broken, affecting his next planning and arrangement.

"Go back. "I ordered again.

Lian Chengbi didn't understand, but she still obediently put away the gun and hung it diagonally on her shoulder.

"There will be a chance to shoot later. I comforted her.

Lian Chengbi shook his head: "I still pray that there will never be such an opportunity, it will be harmful." ”

The wind stopped, the doors and windows on both sides of the street opened again, the laughter of people resounded, and the back street of Tongyuan Bureau returned to its original appearance.

"These people have a high level of spirituality, and when the general situation is bad, they immediately shrink their heads and stay out of the situation. No wonder people say that Jinan City is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and the masters are all in the people. Lianchengbi sighed from the bottom of his heart.

The citizens were busy with their own business, and they didn't even look at the spear on the shoulders of the city, and they didn't mean to be surprised at all.

I suddenly understood that the reason why Zhang Quanzhong set up a foothold here is because the people living on this street are not ordinary people. These people have long been accustomed to the treacherous changes in the thaumaturgical world, and they don't watch or spread rumors, even if the sky falls, they should still wake up early in the morning to eat, play, and continue their lives.

In the small shop next to the "baked Tai'an sesame biscuits...... the freshly baked cakes," the shirtless boss shouted loudly while rolling out the biscuits.

The elderly people queuing up to buy cakes at the door of the store are also leisurely, some look down at the newspaper, some pouting and whistle to tease the thrush in the cage, some holding their mobile phones to listen to the play, and some looking up at the sky in a daze. When a layman walks down this street, all he sees is a group of elderly people in their seventies who have nothing to do, but they can't see through their true identities.

"Put the gun away. I whispered to Lian Chengbi.

Lian Chengbi first folded the butt of the spear, then took out the yellow canvas pouch from his pocket and stuffed the spear into it. This time, instead of carrying the gun on her shoulder, she carried it in her hand in a low-key manner, as if she were carrying a wooden stick, an iron pipe, or a decoration tool.

"Walking in Jinan, you really have to be low-key. "Lianchengbi felt it.

As an old Jinan native, I know many glorious stories of this city in history. It's just that in the past 20 years, the rise of the east has made Jinan, the capital of Shandong Province, seem a little backward, and it has been overtaken by Qingdao and Yantai. However, the heritage of the Central Plains city will always be there, even if the fashionable people like Qingdao and the rich people like Yantai come to Jinan, they have to hold their breath and be a man with their tails between them.

The pattern of rivers and lakes is even more so, I used to hear rumors that several bigwigs from Qingdao, Yantai, Weihai and Weifang brought people to Jinan to find trouble, and took the opportunity to become famous. As a result, within a few days, he was killed on the spot by the big man in Jinan, and the people who brought it were all injured and disabled, and they left the luxury car and went back to their hometown as a train.

Jinan City is firmly located between the capital and Shanghai, is the Beijing-Shanghai connection fortress, its political, economic, Jianghu status is self-evident, it must be Qingdao, Yantai, Weifang and other places can not be compared.

As an old Jinan native, I still have the confidence.

"What are you thinking?" asked Lian Chengbi.

I snapped out of my contemplation and realized that I had just wandered away. The stories of the gangsters are amazing, but they are far from my life, and they are not worth blindly touting and emulating. Right now, I have a lot of troubles to deal with, so how can I have the leisure to talk about the past and the present?

"I hope Zhang Quanzhong is okay. I said.

"I hope Jingguan Xiaowu is also safe. Lian Chengbi said.

The meaning of her words is complex, and the word "peace" contains too much information.

Zhang Quanzhong once said, "She will not die," but how can a dead person be resurrected? Could it be that Zhang Quanzhong really has the ability to steal the sky and change the day, and to influence yin and yang?

I don't believe it, seeing is believing, hearing is false, unless Jingguan Xiaowu is resurrected in front of me, I really believe that there is a supreme thaumaturgy of "life and death, flesh and bones" in the world.

"No one can truly reverse life and death. Lian Chengbi muttered.

Of course I know this, but in the world of thaumaturgy, any materialist theory is questionable, and has even been completely overturned and reversed.

"Tianshi, what do you think ......" Lian Chengbi hesitated.

I looked at her and saw that her face was full of confusion.

"What?" I asked.

"Don't you think what Zhang Quanzhong did was completely unbelievable? His feelings for Jingguan Xiaowu are very complicated, and it seems that we ordinary people can not understand. I've always thought that his life seems to be a challenge to our world. She replied.

We have gone to the back of the Disabled Persons' Federation building, and we have become accustomed to the calmness and indifference of the people on the street.

Lian Chengbi let out a long sigh and slowly stopped.

"Don't worry. I shook my head and said, "I have a hunch that Zhang Quanzhong is completely harmless." He is a man, and if there is something that can make a man fully engaged, regardless of gains and losses, it must be because of a woman. In the world of blood and fire where thaumaturgists kill and decide, only the tenderness of a woman can resolve those disputes that must be killed. I know them better than you do, so I trust my instincts. ”

Lian Chengbi sighed three times in a row, obviously hesitating in his heart.

Someone passed by us and suddenly opened their voices and began to sing.

As soon as he sang, the people on the street stopped what they were doing, shut up when they spoke, and stood still when they walked, as if the song was the method of fixing themselves, and everyone was frozen in an instant.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and Weijia is returning to his hometown......" The man's song resounded through the long street.

"Bangbang, Bangbang. "There was an old man who sold tofu and beat the bangzi hard, the rhythm was monotonous, old and desolate.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying...... the others suddenly began to echo in harmony, and gradually merged with the man's singing, forming a chorus of ups and downs, tragic and impassioned.

"These people—" Lian Chengbi was taken aback.

Everyone headed north, flocking to the door of No. 18 in the back street of the Tongyuan Bureau.

"It's all Zhang Quanzhong's people. I said.

I know that Zhang Quanzhong is already in trouble. Although he repelled the attack of the Shan clan and successfully transferred Jingguan Xiaowu from the funeral home, for some reason, he had to enter the situation of "Feng Shui Poisonous Phase", relying on the help of Broken Intestine Grass, Crane Top Red, and Peacock Guts, barely confronting the invisible enemy.

Fortunately, he laid an ambush here, which is equivalent to laying an insurance policy.

"Tianshi, in your opinion, does Zhang Quanzhong still have a chance to win this battle?" asked Lian Chengbi.

I shook my head and corrected her: "It's not a chance, it's a chance." ”

At the foot of the Five Dragons, I witnessed the sorrow of Jingguan Xiaowu, who was pregnant with Liujia, when she was at the end of her rope, and I was deeply impressed. I thought they were going to die, and I regret it greatly. She relied on the power of heaven to bless her from death and break through the trap of death, but even if God blessed, it was impossible to give her opportunities again and again to let her pass the danger repeatedly.

Even if Zhang Quanzhong has the power to return to heaven, it is impossible for him to change the established result of heaven with the power of one person.

In this battle, if I were Zhang Quanzhong, I would only seek survival, not a chance to win.

We were mixed in with the flow of people and gradually came to the gate of the eighteenth.

The gate was open, and the grass in the courtyard turned old green again, which made me quietly relieved at first.

Zhang Quanzhong stood in the middle of the courtyard, facing south, and was silent.

Everyone stood still, ten steps from the door.

"Tu Wu. Zhang Quanzhong shouted.

The old man who was singing along the long street walked out of the crowd, walked three steps outside the courtyard gate, lowered his hands, bowed deeply respectfully, and then responded in a deep voice: "Tu Wu is here." ”

"Tu Wu. Zhang Quanzhong didn't look at the man, but just lightly ordered, "Tell everyone to go back, it's not time to use them." ”

Tu Wu didn't look up, and responded in a low voice: "Master, raise a soldier for a thousand days, use it for a while." The lives of our people belong to the master, and now it should be time to return this life to the master. ”

The old man selling tofu struck each other with both hands and knocked hard, making a "bang" sound.

"Master, I am willing to test the water in Wulong Pond for you. The old man said.

Zhang Quanzhong still didn't turn his face, and smiled indifferently: "Cheng Jiu, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are so bold that you dare to go to Wulongtan to test the water for me?" But you should know that this matter has nothing to do with the high quality of water, with your ability, nine deaths and one life are just a matter of life." ”

The old man knocked on the paddle again and said loudly: "Master, you gave me my life as Chengjiu, and if I die, I will die." ”

Two more people shouted loudly in the crowd: "Our lives are also given by our masters, and we can die for our masters at any time!"

I don't know what Zhang Quanzhong has done for them, but now I can see it very clearly, they are all dead soldiers under Zhang Quanzhong, and they can die for him at any time.

Zhang Quanzhong finally turned his face, frowned deeply, and slowly swept over everyone's faces.

Everyone was full of expectations, thinking that Zhang Quanzhong would say something impassioned or sad and whimpering.

"Come in. Zhang Quanzhong only said three words.

Tu Wu, Cheng Jiu and the others were stunned for a moment, not knowing who Zhang Quanzhong was talking to.

Lian Chengbi and I walked out of the crowd and strode into the courtyard gate.

"Who am I?" asked Zhang Quanzhong towards Tu Wu.

Everyone said in unison: "The first god operator in Jiangbei." ”

Zhang Quanzhong smiled and nodded slightly: "The first god operator in Jiangbei has no last resort, and his plan will not fail." If you know my name, do not doubt my power. In the past, I saved you just to let you save your life and live well. I have never said that your lives are mine, and I will never let those who follow me die for me. Go back, the back street of the Tongyuan Bureau will become a dead street if it leaves you. You live here well, which is the greatest contribution to me and Jinan City. ”

Tu Wu wanted to say something more, Zhang Quan flicked his nails, and slowly turned around, leaving only a back outside the door.

"Good, good. Tu Wulian said two "good" words, took two steps, and closed the door from the outside.

I listened, and the thirty or so people outside the door dispersed.