"You're bold." I praised, "Not afraid of death? Or do you rely on the talisman and are not afraid of me, a wild immortal who came out halfway? ”

Mo Zhaoshi lowered his head and said, "The old immortal has a true technique, so I am naturally afraid." No matter how scared you are, you have to do it. Kun Sha got the immortal guidance of the way, everyone in the Mengtai army knows, they all feel that his surrender this time is in accordance with the destiny of heaven, although I pulled the team out, but I have no heart, neither dare to fight with the Mengtai army, nor dare to fight with the government army, just like a mess of loose sand in Simbo for so long, if you stay like this, do not need the government army to fight, the team itself will disperse. If you want to break the myth of Kunsha's destiny, you must convince everyone that we have a destiny too! There is no way to borrow the power of the old immortals, but there is a loan and a repayment, as long as I Mo Zhaoshi is still here in northern Myanmar for a day, the old immortal can just talk over if he has something. ”

I nodded and said, "Although your respect is not much, it is still there, so I will let you go once, and after you go back, burn incense and bow down in the southeast direction every night before going to bed, and sincerely recite the blessing of the old mother of the vacuum nine hundred and eighty-one times, which cannot be interrupted within three years, but if you do not recite it one day, you will definitely die that night." As long as you read it, no matter what you see at night, you will be fine. Remember what you said, tomorrow night you must take down the manor of Lao Bangzi! ”

Mo Zhaoshi's face changed at that time, and he reached out and pressed the pistol on his waist, "You cast a spell to harm me?" ”

"There is no old mother, a vacuum, all kinds of disrespect, five thousand evils, you should suffer from the hell of the nose, and you will not be able to be liberated for three years."

I laughed, raised my hand and beckoned the donkey to come, took the mule and walked away, leaving one last word.

"The immortal shows the way, the fate is difficult to return, it's not that you want it, you don't want it, you don't want it, since you bumped into it, there is this fate, I will send you two sentences, the evil law cannot be thundered, there is no relief from sitting in a thousand mountains, your life is already doomed when you lose your respect."

Behind him, the sound of a bolt pulling.

The hemp donkey's face was as white as paper, and his legs were shaking violently, if I hadn't used the puppet technique to hold him, I was afraid that he would have been unable to move on the ground on the spot.

But Mo Zhaoshi didn't shoot after all, and he didn't dare to send someone up.

After getting out of the line of sight of the Mengtai army, I untied the puppet technique, and the hemp donkey sat on the ground with its ass open, gasping violently.

I said, "You're a man who walks through the woods, and you have so much guts?" ”

Ma Donkey said with palpitations: "I'm not afraid of the jokes of the old gods, although my Ma Donkey can be regarded as bold and kills people without blinking, but compared to these people, it's really bullshit." These guys sell black cream, snow and sweat, have fought for decades, and they treat people as people, and they have no humanity at all. If it falls into their hands, it is a blessing that can only be accumulated in several lifetimes. ”

I smiled and didn't speak.

He is a person who walks through the forest road and leads people and snakes, where does he have the qualifications to say that others treat people as people?

The world is as black as a crow, and the eldest brother does not laugh at the second brother.

They walked through the forest road, killed them halfway, and sold them on the ground, and the blood on their hands was no less than that of the soldiers of the Mengtai army.

On the way, the woman snake who was dragged into the woods came out, and when she came out, there was one less.

Ma Donkey is not afraid that the Mengtai Army will be inhumane, but afraid that he will die!

Most of those who don't take other people's lives seriously value their own lives as bigger than the sky.

Lao Bangzi is like this, and Ma Donkey is like this, there will be no exceptions.

It took a few minutes for the donkey to recover, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he immediately took me on the road.

Day and night hurried, and finally before sunset the next day, they arrived at the ground.

We parked on a nearby hillside, about three miles from the manor, and we could get a good look from a high vantage point.

This manor is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with high walls and iron gates, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and guards with automatic rifles walk back and forth on the walls, not so much a manor as a pillbox.

I found a place to sit down and waited.

The sun sets, the birds return to their nests, and the sky gets dark.

Seeing that I waited until nine o'clock in the evening, there was still no abnormal movement.

Ma Donkey couldn't sit still, and asked in a low voice: "Old immortal, Mo Zhaoshi won't send someone over." ”

I said, "Wait, he'll send troops!" ”

Because last night as long as he slept, he would have seen a terrible sight of evil spirits around.

Of course, this is not the White Lotus Secret Method, but the Nian Seed I planted for him.

Casting an illusion to make Saiyo and others see the illusion of evil spirits is not only scary, but also to convince them that I have the ability to summon evil spirits.

Since then, I've been laying out the seeds of the plant.

If Mo Zhaoshi doesn't chase after me, I'll sneak back to Xinbo to finish it.

Through step-by-step inducement, combined with ecstasy illusions, the so-called Hell punishment was planted into Mo Zhaoshi's thoughts.

As long as it was dark and his eyes were closed, he couldn't help but think about it.

And as long as he wants to, he will see the corresponding illusion!

When I saw the vision, I didn't let him not believe that I had the means to communicate with ghosts and gods.

I don't want to die at the hands of the demons, he will definitely send troops to attack the manor at my request.

Of course, if he is really determined not to send troops over, my only choice is to go back to Simbo to take his life, which will be used to deter Ma Donkey and make him obedient and obedient.

However, I believe that Mo Zhaoshi will definitely send troops over.

Because he is the same kind of person as Lao Bangzi and Ma Donkey, he cherishes his life very much.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, there was finally movement.

A group of sparse black shadows lurked out of the dense forest, quickly and cautiously touched under the manor wall, trying to climb over the wall to launch an attack.

However, their raid attempt failed.

The group of people who climbed over the wall all screamed for no reason, turned and jumped out of the wall.

A loud sound alarmed the guards.

They quickly spotted the infiltrator and opened fire decisively.

Most of the infiltrators were killed under the wall, and only a few were lucky enough to escape the shots and turn around and flee into the woods.

However, they were not able to escape into the woods.

A small door opened in the corner of the manor's gate, and a ferocious wolf-dog burst out, quickly catching up with the escapee, attacking and biting.

Terrible screams echoed through the night sky.

Three flares rose from the woods, illuminating the night-shrouded manor.

Immediately afterwards, the mortar shell flew into the air and fell into the manor in an arc.

At least ten mortars fired at the same time, a total of three rounds were fired.

The manor was bombed to smithereens.

The gate was also blown open.

A large number of soldiers poured out of the woods with guns in their hands and rushed into the manor.

Gunfire erupted.

Tongues of fire flutter across the manor.

There is mental arithmetic or unintentional, professional and amateur, and the whole offense is as smooth as a hot knife cutting butter.

After about forty minutes, the gunfire in the manor became sparse.

The soldiers of the Montai army began to make the final clearance, and set up a temporary position at the gate of the manor, and lit a bonfire.

Three American jeeps drove out of the woods and headed in the direction of the manor.

The car was followed by a large number of soldiers carrying guns.

The front and rear combined, at least the strength of a battalion.

This is already a very important military operation for Mo Zhaoshi, who has only more than 2,000 people at hand.

The hemp donkey was very excited, and when he saw that the battle was over, and saw that I was still sitting still, he said, "Old fairy, don't you go over?" The manor is down! ”

"What's the hurry, sit down, this is just the beginning!"

I stared in the direction of the manor.

There was a faint black gas floating into the air, condensing and not dispersing.

It is not smoke, but a thick yin qi that can only be seen in certain circumstances and situations.

This is not Lao Bangzi's manor, but Wei Ba's, either there is a warlock in it, or there are other arrangements, it is impossible to have no defense.

The black gas wafting up is ironclad proof!

And that's why I need a team to take the lead.

Mo Zhaoshi's subordinates, I threw them in to explore the way!