Chapter 62 - The Technique of the Flying Thunder Pot
Night.
The moon hung in the middle of the sky, pale light shining on the blue-green tiles.
The streets of Forging Knife Village gradually became scarce, and as time passed, only the people in the sentry boxes around the village were still working.
On both sides of the street, the lights that emerged from the houses were gradually extinguished.
Roof.
Bang dang!
A round porcelain pot with a slight pattern suddenly appeared on the tile and swayed slightly.
"Oh ho ho..."
The jade pot came out of the pot, and the word "動] was engraved in his yellow pupils - he was already different from before after the increasing number of the first quarter of the month.
The green lips at the brow bone were opened, one by one, and the tone was excited to say to himself:
"As long as the Knife Forge Village is destroyed... can greatly weaken the Ghost Hunters. ”
"Weakened the ghost hunters, and the head of the Sanyashiki will be at your fingertips!"
"It's me!"
Syllable! Syllable!
When he was in the mood, he happily took the pot under him and jumped twice on the roof:
"Oh hehe...!"
Yuju's gaze looked down the street below, sweeping over the sparse pedestrians on the road:
"Next...", he excitedly stuck out his tongue and licked his lips:
"What kind of pot do you want to make first...?"
As he twisted his body happily on the roof.
Ka!
The tiles under him suddenly made a strange noise!
“… Well? The jade pot glanced strangely at the bottom of him.
The next moment!
Bang! Bang!
Bang!!
With three heavy crashing sounds below, the tiles around the foot of the jade pot mixed with the debris of the wooden beams, and rose into the air under the huge impact!
The roof of this whole was broken through from the inside in an instant, and three holes were opened!
Light poured out from the torn roof.
Under the moonlight.
“… What?! The bright yellow one-eyed on the chin of the jade pot gradually revealed a stunned expression.
- Didn't notice it at all...!
All around him.
The three figures holding the blades of the blades simultaneously pushed open the roof tiles and rose into the air.
It was covered in broken wood chips and tiles.
In the backlit state, the three people who couldn't see their faces clearly were in a triangular position, surrounding the jade pot in the middle!
Almost instantly, the afterglow of the jade pot found the white vapor overflowing from the corners of the mouths of the three of them!
【Breath of Fire, Type II, Rising Sky】
【Breath of the Sun, Seven Shape, Yang Hua Tu】
【Breath of Rock, Ichi-no-type, Serpentine, Bipolar】
Swish! Swish!
Two sword rays reflecting the moonlight, entangled in the scorching red flames, went straight to the jade pot from top to bottom!
One of the stronger of them was not holding a blade, but two large dark red beads.
Creak...! The muscles of the strong arm are tensed violently!
With special force, throw your hands forward!
In the shocked pupils of the jade pot, the two blades wrapped in flames, as well as the dark red Buddha beads, quickly enlarged in the field of vision!
The next moment.
Boom ——!!!
The heavy multiple attacks instantly slammed into the roof where the jade pot was standing! The huge smoke and dust were suddenly lifted, and the wind pressure carried the sawdust and tiles in all directions!
……
Not far away.
on the streets.
"What?! What's going on over there?! ”
"What a loud sound!"
The swordsmiths wearing the masks of the Fire Man turned their heads in astonishment and looked up at the place where the roar was emanating.
Tie Qiao, who had just walked a short distance, slowly stood up, he turned around, raised his eyebrows, and squinted his eyes to look in the direction of the smoke and dust rising into the sky:
"Shhhhh
Suddenly, he loosened his frown in surprise, raised his hand and shouted:
"Over there! That side is the dwelling place of the pillar today! ”
"What?!"
"Column?! Why is it happening on the side of the pillar's residence..."
The swordsmiths were shocked for a moment, and they came back to their senses, looked at each other a few times, and cold sweat flowed from their foreheads.
In an instant, several possibilities for that kind of scene crossed the minds of several people.
Finally, after a moment of silence.
Syllable!
Tie Qiao clapped his hands in a panic, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly shouted:
"Quick!"
"Go to the notification post!"
His voice was slightly hoarse, but extremely forceful:
"There may be a ghost invading the village!!"
Hearing this, several people immediately dispersed and ran towards the sentry posts around the village.
Evil spirits attack the village - this kind of thing, if there is only the slightest possibility, must be reported.
The consequences of hesitation for any second are overwhelming.
……
……
Roof.
It was said to be a roof, but after the attack just now, the entire roof has been reduced to rubble.
Large clouds of dust filled the air, making it difficult to see.
on the streets.
Bang dang!
"Woooo
The extremely slight sound of porcelain falling to the ground came, the jade pot turned pale, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and a chill rushed to the top of his skull.
“… Just now... What is that?! ”
"Humans? Is it all columns?! ”
"Three?"
The head poked out of the mouth of the pot, and the jade pot glanced at where he was standing.
The sudden impact made the jade pot a little surprised.
He was a little surprised and said slightly:
"Why are there three pillars in the Forging Knife Village...?!"
On the neck, the shallow wound heals slowly.
If he hadn't placed a movable pot on the street earlier, I'm afraid he would have used his hole cards at this moment...
After a little flustering.
"But." The jade pot slowly came out of the pot, and he waved his deformed baby hand, clenched it tightly, and mocked in a tone:
"Xiu Xiu, do you think that at this level, Lord Jade Pot will mess up?"
"Now, I'm the one who is on the wind!"
He looked up at the smoke-filled roof.
Vaguely, the jade pot saw three figures standing in the middle of the ruins, and he couldn't help but shed a cold sweat:
“… Hm. ”
Creak...
He turned around, his hands were full of flesh and bones, and in an instant a pot with a strange pattern was condensed, and then he threw it into the distance:
"Retreat for the time being... That's not bad..."
- Take advantage of the fog and darkness to stay away from this neighborhood.
- Lure these three pillars away, and then use the fish monster to attack the Forging Knife Village remotely...
The corners of the jade pot's mouth rose slightly, and his shoulders shrugged, and he couldn't help but let out a smug laugh:
"Woohoo."
As long as the Forging Knife Village is destroyed, the goal will be achieved!
Humans are weak and have upper limits on physical strength and recovery.
By the time the three columns are exhausted ...
"Three columns... What kind of amazing artwork can you compose?! ”
While talking to himself, the jade pot shuttled between the pots, and soon disappeared into the street.
Not to mention anything else, the jade pot is still quite confident in its speed.
……
Roof.
"I escaped."
"It's a winding ghost who can move from pot to pot."
Tanjuro stepped on the edge of the broken eaves, and he watched through the dust and mist as the jade pot flickered at the end of the street.
He stared at the top of the jade pot's head, the faintly appearing stance, and a line of words.
[Jade Pot]
Above the name, there are two red dots.
- Want?
He remembers... The jade pot should be on the army...
Tanjuro was slightly puzzled, he didn't choose to pursue, but with the wedge pill in hand, the pursuit would only consume more "rebirth" power.
With a transparent world, he has zero obstruction from fog.
Equally.
"Nan None." Bei Mingyu re-grasped the two dark red Buddha beads, he chanted silently, and his head tilted slightly to the position of the jade pot.
It was a blind man's sorrowful island, and he was naturally able to find the escaped jade pot.
Purgatory Maki Jurou held his Hinawa sword, and he turned his head sideways to look in the direction of Tanjuro and Grief Mingyu's line of sight.
"I'm going after him." He said.