Shura Island is a small transshipment island, quite barren and has no special resources. However, due to its proximity to the Stygian Wind Vortex, it is a rare place to stop nearby, and the wind attribute is diffuse, which is suitable for honing spells or Dao weapons, so there is also a certain amount of Dao merchants to stay.

A tower of dozens of stories stands on the edge of the island, and no matter how restless the storm is, it is difficult to shake its foundations.

Faintly, there was a flash of fire at the spire, shining in all directions, illuminating the way forward for the lost merchant ships.

Merchants here also only stop on special days, such as when there is a break from the storm. When there is a storm, especially except for most of the month of the year, normal people do not come to Shura Island.

After all, it is close to the forbidden land of bad omen, and there are dangers everywhere, not to mention ordinary mortals, even Taoist priests are difficult to survive.

Li He and Hua Ji have been on the island for three days, living in a simple inn, and they usually do not go out, but only wait in the room.

Even the food is only eaten by itself, and only some water is drunk, which makes the store very confused. But after seeing the face and figure of the painter clearly, he showed a smile that all men understand.

Li He naturally wouldn't be so boring, but the long wait also made the painting a little puzzled. Finally, she couldn't help it, and asked, "Do you want me to go out and spend some treasure money to inquire about the news?" "As the master of the Yanxiang Pavilion, he is naturally familiar with the methods of intelligence gathering.

Li He was right to be worried, but he always stayed in the inn, and even if there was any change, he would not know anything, but he would miss a big thing.

Li He did not speak, and after sitting cross-legged for a quarter of an hour, he stood up and opened the window and looked out of the window. The inn they stayed in was rudimentary, but it was in an excellent location, and the only port on the coast could be seen from the window.

There are many passenger ships parked, and many merchants are interacting and buying and selling. Further down the island, there is a Dao array specially used to gather wind attributes, which is suitable for refining treasures and refining weapons, and is expensive.

Li He pointed to the merchant ships next to him and said, "Do you think there will be so many merchant ships on Shura Island in previous years?" He took a closer look at the coast, the merchant ships were in tatters, and they didn't look special.

It's more like those bitter sea people, who have to go out and take risks for money. Even those crew members, all of whom were dark-skinned and short-stated, looked like people who had been making a living on the ocean for a long time, and they couldn't be faked.

But what Li He said seems to have some truth, there are more sea ships on Shura Island than usual. What's more, in the past few days, the whirlpool of the dark wind has been pouring heavy rain, and there is no time to stop at all, resulting in dark clouds in the surrounding seas, and it is difficult to see the light of day.

Tu Ji said carefully: "You mean that there are Taoist priests lurking on Shura Island, just like us, waiting for the opportunity?" Li He smiled: "There are many smart people in the world, but there are not many people who can survive the disaster." Sometimes it depends on strength, sometimes it depends on luck, but more often, it depends on recognizing one's position. The news that the Stygian Wind Vortex sealed Yueyang was too eye-catching. There are naturally a lot of people who can figure it out, not to mention that they are all veterans of fighting bad omens. ”

"What is really difficult is that those megalomaniacs who think they are superior in strength and can control everything have entered the land of calamity, and I am afraid it will be difficult to come back. Greed is the biggest evil. With that, he closed the window, and there were a few eyes in the harbor in the distance, which seemed to be drifting towards it.

At this moment, a shout sounded outside the door: "Objective, the dishes you ordered!" Painting Ji opened the door slightly, looked at the little guy outside the door, and asked, "You sent it to the wrong place, we didn't order food in our room." The little guy looked up at the door number and said with a smile: "That's right, the No. 1 room of the earth, the supper you want." "Although it was cloudy and extremely dreary outside, if you remember the hour, it should be around noon at this moment, and even if you order food, it should be lunch.

But looking at the serious smiling face of the rice delivery guy, Hua Ji faintly sensed that something was wrong, and looked at the lunch box that the other party was carrying.

The food box, about the height of an arm's length and the size of a human head, seemed to be heavy and about to reach the ground.

Little Guy: "Take it in quickly, or it will be cold." The painting Ji's palm was faintly raised, and she was about to make a move, but she heard Li He in the room shouting: "Take it in, I'm hungry too, taste it." Hearing Li He's command, the painter suppressed his impulse, took the food box from the little girl's hand, closed the wooden door, and placed it on the table.

She didn't notice any discomfort in the process of lifting the food box, as if it really contained ordinary food.

But years of battling bad omen had taught her that it wasn't normal. Either the bad omen has invaded, or there are Taoist priests who have targeted them and given a dismount.

"My lord, be careful, or I'll come ......" Hua Ji wanted to open the food box first, but Li He waved her hand and told her to step back.

Li He didn't make it paper, but just gently opened the box on the upper layer, and a thick black gas suddenly came out.

He spilled a handful of charms in his hand, which were made of human face tea, and when they encountered the black gas, they immediately turned into dust, and sprinkled green debris that covered the food box.

Although the broken leaves of the human face tea are only derivatives of the Nine Grades of Bad Omen, they have a strong resistance to the things of bad omen, coupled with the condensation of Wang Bian, the master, the power of the spell is outstanding, and it can even temporarily delay the erosion of the Eight Bad Omens.

When the dust settled, I saw an empty plate in the food box. If you look closely, it's not empty, it should have been placed with some kind of creature, but at the moment it was just opened, it turned into black gas, and after colliding with the human face tea, it disappeared into nothingness.

The painting Ji stepped forward and shook the food box, and there was nothing but a plate, and asked, "Do you want me to go and get the little guy who delivered the food, and ask who ordered the food." She examined it carefully, and indeed left no traces, and the person who performed the spell was very cautious.

Li He waved his hand, stepped forward to wipe the material of the food box, and said: "No need, an ordinary person, it is estimated that it will not be too long to suffer from the erosion of bad signs." The other party's temptation seems to have no trace, but in fact, it is lost. ”

"This food is not very powerful, and it can barely match a collision of the Eight Bad Omens. If an ordinary Taoist priest encounters it, in a hurry, I am afraid that he will use the most prudent means to deal with it. Even if you are prepared, you will not spare your hands in the face of an attack that is suspected of being a bad omen. And the effect of this black gas, I'm afraid there will be more detection, otherwise it will not be simply dissipated by a touch. Drawing Ji suddenly became nervous: "Someone found out our identity?" "Don't blame her for being nervous, the Shattered Star Pool disaster, she and Li He are definitely the most critical characters.

If there are Taoist priests outside the sea who want to find clues, she will definitely not be able to dodge. It's just that I don't know why, Li He has always been calm, and seems to be convinced that the other party can't find their place.

In fact, with her understanding of the deep sea and the Dao country, even if there is a slight causal connection, she is sure to find traces, just look at the amount of effort.

Even on this trip to Shura Island, the two of them just carried out simple camouflage and covered their bodies with robes, nothing more.

Li He nodded, but shook his head again: "If you are sure of our identity, the temptation to come is not just the food box, I am afraid that it is Feng Yueyang's head that is sent in." ”

"It's both a temptation and a warning."

"It seems that the disaster of the whirlwind vortex is almost the moment to close the net, and it is time for us to go out and have a look." Before he finished speaking, a glimmer of light seemed to penetrate through the window.

Gently pushed away, the weather, which had been gloomy for several days, gradually improved, and a ray of light pierced through the dark clouds and shone on the harbor.

The boundless rain has finally stopped. At this time, a new sign appeared in the catalogue. [Mega: The aura of danger is gradually moving away, and the wind that has been leveled is a forbidden land, and there is a new scene.

Why is the Vortex called the Forbidden Land of Bad Omen, and can the Forbidden Land be completely suppressed? If you can find out, it may be of some help to the construction of the paper island.

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