With my curse dropping, I drank, "Soul Arrest!"

In an instant, the curse was answered, and in an instant, the yin wind suddenly rose, and the howling yin wind sucked the soul of the white tiger, trying to blow it into the "wooden tiger"... The white tiger soul seemed to be alert.

It fluttered and stared at the wind, like a bull, refusing to approach the "Wooden Tiger"... lest his soul be imprisoned in it.

"Suck it in," I thought to myself, the key to success or failure at that moment, as if it was in this move!

Cold sweat was on my brows, and I was nervous to the extreme.

However, just when I was nervous, the brocade rat pounced on cold water: "Jiang Cheng... You, are you crazy?"

"Me!?" I was stunned and looked at the brocade rat in amazement.

"You're so stupid," the broumphant rat said bluntly, "You're stupid enough to use a puppet puppet to make a soul-detaining reissuke!"

"Yes," I thought, "Paper man, maybe I can't trap the white tiger, so I thought that using elm wood might be more effective!"

"It's stupid," said the broccolith, annoyed, "Then you didn't think about it... Among the five elements, the puppet puppet belongs to wood, and the white tiger kills and belongs to gold! You, you don't know about Jin Kemu?"

"I," I was stunned, and at this moment I realized that I was really stupid.

is actually good at asserting the snake to add to it.

When it was over, my heart sank, "What now?"

"What else can I do?" The brood-haired rat hurriedly shouted, "Why don't you run?"

"That's right," I was stunned... But when I wanted to run, it was too late.

Almost at the moment when the brocade mouse and I turned around, the white tiger soul statue seemed to be torn apart.

With a tiger roar, at the same time... The soul statue was torn apart and turned into a dense network of ghosts.

The dark ghostly green figure is not visible at a glance, and I am guilty of dense phobia when I see it.

And in this eternity, the dark ghost shadow flickered, like a ghost fire approaching me... No, it might be more appropriate to say that it is floating over. Because of those ghosts at the head of the line.

None of them touched the ground, and their faces were hideous, as terrifying as the evil ghost Shura.

And those ghosts are still tearing apart with the white tiger's soul, becoming more and more numerous...."General," the brocade mouse cried out in a trembling voice, "You, you're in trouble, and it's getting more and more tricky!"

"Yes," I trembled and feared, but I also saw the clue.

In history, the "White Tiger" has always been closely associated with the war of soldiers, and the ancients said: soldiers, murder weapons! Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching" also said: The soldier is an ominous weapon, and he has to use it as a last resort.

So in the eyes of the ancients, everything related to war is unlucky, and the "white tiger" that means war has become an ominous evil thing, and it is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid evil, so people have always had a fear of "white tiger" and stayed away.

At the same time, because the white tiger has the attribute of warding off evil spirits, when choosing the mausoleum environment in ancient Kanyushu, it will also correspond to the stars in the sky one by one, and the geographical environment such as mountains, terrain, and even rivers around the cemetery correspond to the "three walls and four elephants" in the sky.

I only think that this Fuhu Mountain is condensed according to the heaven and earth.

I'm afraid that the brocade rat who is good at feng shui also sees it this way... But at the moment, looking at the white tiger soul statue, nearly a thousand yin souls were split.

Look at the hideous death of those ghosts, and the battle uniforms they are wearing.

Only then did I remember that in the book that Granny Bai gave me in a dream, there was a record of wild history... Legend has it that in ancient times, there were many wars.

And those souls who died in battle are unwilling, and their grievances will not disperse... In the end, the soul body of thousands of resentments turned into a white tiger, and revenge turned into evil.

Later, the soul-transformed white tiger was ambushed by the god of the underworld!

However, the story still spread... Since then, the white tiger has symbolized the military. Fearless might.

Therefore, in ancient times, there was an autumn queen to order troops, and Qiuhong asked for beheading.

Because of the autumn slaughter, it is also the four seasons of the White Tiger!

Thinking of this, even if I am stupid, I can see the reason, this white tiger... Who is the thousand-year-old stump of life, who turned resentment into blood and gathered in the soul statue of Fuhu.

In other words, the white tiger is just the soul image of these thousand soul bodies!

But now I saw the clues, and it was too late... I staggered back in fear, and thought in amazement, could it be that Granny Bai had already seen the reason.

The tip for me is to make a thousand paper figures to collect these thousand ghost statues?

Can... Is this realistic?

I woke up at noon, and even if I used all the people in Liujiazhai to help, it would never be possible to make more than 1,000 eye-catching paper figures in half a day's time limit.

What's more, even if there is so much labor, and so many materials?

What exactly is the hint that Granny Bai gave me!?

"Jiang Cheng," the brocade rat reminded in a busy voice, "Be careful!"

I followed the sound and looked sideways, and the dark ghost was now close to me... With a few ghost howls, "Uhhh

They were as hideous as zombies, and they pounced on me in amazement!

At that moment, I was so scared that my whole body was numb, and the moment I turned around and wanted to escape, my feet slipped... Stumbling, I fell like a.

In the muddy gravel on the top of the mountain, I fell head-on, and at that moment my face rubbed in the gravel and mud, and my face hurt for a while.

And at the same time......

"Jiang Cheng, you really have more than enough success or failure," after the brocade mouse complained, it turned into a yin wind and suddenly attached to my body.....

North Horse Hunt for Dragons