Don't look at the menacing "hidden weapon network" arranged by Chang Youfeng, in fact, in the eyes of Huang Donglai, it is no different.

After all, Huang Donglai is the young master of the Yellow Gate, how to deal with the hidden weapon is a basic skill that he has practiced since he was a child, don't say that he still has a blade on his body, even if he is bare-handed, he also has a way to deal with this situation.

At that moment, I saw Huang Donglai move sideways half a step sideways for the first time, first kicked Sun Yihuan who was lying on the ground to a safe place in the corner, and then drew his sword and spun up.

The Yellow Gate is light and skillful, and it is already good at flashing and moving, and then it is combined with the blocking of weapons...... Even if those hidden weapons came quickly and densely, like the wind carrying the fallen leaves, Huang Donglai could still shuttle by, and "the leaves did not stick to his body".

Chang Youfeng, who retreated to the blind spot of the hidden weapon network attack, thought that Huang Donglai would definitely die from this round of attacks, but unexpectedly, the other party had rushed towards him in the blink of an eye.

In a panic, Chang Youfeng hurriedly mobilized his internal force and waved eight steel needles between his ten fingers to meet the enemy.

His "Scorpion Eight Breaks", although it is a second-rate martial art, but because this kung fu is equipped with a kind of uncommon unpopular weapons, coupled with the deterrent power brought by "poisonous weapons", it cannot be said to be very easy to deal with.

But this ...... And only in general.

Huang Donglai doesn't care about this, the threat of "poison" is equivalent to no for him, and now he sees Sun Yiyun lying on the ground and his life and death are unknown, he is anxious and angry in his heart, so he has no reservations when he makes a move.

His sword attacked, although his move was not very clever, but it used all the adventures and cultivation in his body so far.

This sword, don't say that it is Chang Youfeng, and I am afraid that I can't stop it if I change to a first-class master.

And Chang Youfeng in front of him was not a first-class master, he was the same as his junior sister Mo Zhiyu, his martial arts were only second-rate, and he only relied on techniques such as poisoning, disguise, and cloth traps to make people fearful......

Ping Pong Ping Pong –

Poof-

In that breath, the blade of the village sword rushed through the several steel needles blocking the front and slammed into Chang Youfeng's heart.

Chang Youfeng didn't even have time to marvel at the difference in skill between himself and the other party, and he had already lost his breath on the spot.

Like countless people who have walked the rivers and lakes and disappeared in the rivers and lakes, Chang Youfeng has also left a name here, and he has also had his own story, but ...... His life, in other people's stories, has become a move, a sword, and a corpse.

And his name? He will soon be forgotten as if he never existed.

............

After stabbing Chang Youfeng to death, Huang Donglai did not let down his guard.

For he was not sure that there was only one person who had ambushed them, or that there were traps other than the inn lobby.

So? He's still nervous? With his ears fully open, he held his breath and searched for any other movement in the darkness.

And it is in this process? He found something very unfortunate - Sun Yihuan on the ground no longer had a heartbeat and breathing.

"No......" After Huang Donglai realized Brother Sun's condition, he quickly leaned over and probed the latter's snort and pulse.

Pity? The result is still the same......

Because Sun Yihuan's right cheek was directly stabbed by Chang Youfeng's "scorpion needle", the poison immediately spread from the wound to the brain not far away, which caused him to die of poison in a very short time.

Even if Huang Donglai has a way to detoxify? At this time, facing a corpse is also useless.

"This ...... Is it really dead?" Watching the "brothers of two lives" die in front of them so abruptly? He didn't even know what emotions to use for a while? Just stay on the spot, motionless.

Speaking of this "immovable"......

If you want to come to the ranks, you should also have the impression that the head of the Xuanqi Sect, "Fuzi", is the senior brother of Miao Yinzi and the senior uncle of Huang Donglai...... He's a man who can do the math.

Whether it was Miao Yinzi who went to Lanruo Temple to subdue demons and save people? Or is it now that Huang Dong has come down the mountain to help Sun Yixiang "survive the catastrophe"? They all listened to his instructions.

Since Fudoko has counted everything, it is obvious...... For now, there is a turning point for the better.

"Huh?" Just when Huang Donglai was in a daze, suddenly, he saw a little turbid red light in this dim environment.

The light source was not elsewhere, it was in Sun Yihuan's clothes.

Surprised, Huang Donglai reached out almost instinctively, and found a red object slightly larger than an egg in Sun Yihuan's arms......

"This is ......" Huang Donglai took this thing in his hand, and immediately remembered that this was the thing that Miao Yinzi gave to Sun Yihuan when he was in Lanruo Temple, which was claimed to be "able to save your life in the future".

Sun Yihuan, as a person who cherishes his life like gold and is like a turtle in danger, naturally follows Miao Yinzi's admonition of "you can't leave for a moment from today" - in the past nearly a year, Brother Sun has not forgotten to carry this thing with him whether he is taking a bath and sleeping or going to the thatched house.

There is no doubt that this will come in handy at this point.

So what exactly is this?

It is endorsed in the book here, this is a magic weapon made from the stillbirth of the "ghost car", called "Shoulu".

The "ghost car" here refers to a kind of demon bird, and you have to ask what the stillbirth of the bird looks like...... You've seen hairy eggs, right? That's probably what it means.

Huang Donglai didn't know what this thing was for, but at this time, when he saw that the spiritual light of this guardian was lit up, he guessed one or two with his "Dao power".

"I see!" Huang Donglai was not slow to react, and when he saw this change, he understood...... Brother Sun is still saved.

After settling down, Huang Donglai put the guard into his arms, and then he didn't care if there were other dangers nearby, as soon as he turned around, he rushed upstairs, returned to his guest room, and took a few things out of the pile of luggage he brought this time, stuffed them into a wooden box, and then, he took the box and rushed back downstairs, carried Sun Yihuan on his shoulder, and walked out of the inn quickly.

In the middle of the night, there was no one on the street, and Huang Donglai ran in the direction of the market.

When he arrived near the market, Huang Donglai quickly found a rice shop, and without saying a word, he went over and banged on the door.

In the past, many of these small shops were directly connected to the houses of the occupants at the back of the storefront, and the shopkeeper lived in the store, and this rice shop was no exception.

"What are you shooting in the middle of the night! Look for death!" The shopkeeper of the rice shop slept soundly, and he was naturally very angry when he was woken up like this, and he scolded through the door panel.

"I'm sorry for you...... Old thoughts, buy glutinous rice, save people. Huang Donglai replied with these few phrases in a very calm tone.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper who was angry a second ago suddenly lost his voice.

Half an hour later, another sigh came from inside the door.

"Alas...... You wait......" Soon after the shopkeeper finished saying this, he opened the door of the shop, removed a few pieces of door panels (the row of vertical planks that stood outside the door after the shop closed in ancient times), and let people in.

After Huang Donglai carried Sun Yihuan into the house, the shopkeeper of the rice shop looked left and right on the street again, and then re-erected the door panel and closed the door.

At this time, the store was already lit up, and since there was no place to lie in the house, Huang Donglai simply put Sun Yihong on the ground.

The shopkeeper of the rice shop was also very calm, he closed the door and turned around, looked at Huang Donglai through the light, and glanced at the "corpse" on the ground, and then asked, "What do you want?"

"A scoop of water can be put in a large bowl, half a bucket of glutinous rice, it should be fresh, and an incense burner, not very large, if not, take an iron utensil that can hold half a bucket of rice; and the other is ...... I'd like to borrow this place from you, huh...... I can give cash. Huang Donglai said this while thinking.

"Let's withdraw the money when we're done. The shopkeeper pursed his lips, replied coldly, and then turned and went to the back room to get something.

Seeing this, some people may not understand which one is singing, but in fact, it is not a secret......

In ancient times, if you wanted to buy an official to do, you couldn't go to the yamen, but had to find an oil and salt shop; if you wanted to find the old way of catching demons, you couldn't go to the Taoist temple, but you had to find a rice shop.

To put it bluntly, it is a matter of interest, and everyone "helps each other......

Huang Donglai is now a Taoist priest, so he also understands the inside story of this business.

To make a long story short, the shopkeeper of the rice shop quickly brought the things that Huang Dong came to ask for, put them aside and went back to the back room; from beginning to end, the shopkeeper didn't say a word or ask a thing.

After Huang Donglai thanked the other party, he did not delay at all, and immediately began to "set up the formation".

The props he needed, except for the ones he had just asked the shopkeeper for, were all packed in wooden boxes and brought by himself.

First of all, he used the counter of the rice shop as a "Dharma platform", hung a bronze mirror on the left, placed three clear bells on the right, and placed a small incense burner given to him by the shopkeeper of the rice shop in the middle.

After Huang Donglai put all the half bucket of glutinous rice into the small incense burner, he lit three sticks of incense, and inserted the incense into the incense burner while reciting the mantra.

Then he rinsed his mouth and washed his hands with the water in the big bowl, and then poured the cinnabar and smoke ink into the bowl, and made a large bowl of vermilion ink.

After doing this, he immediately began to pinch the trick and recite the mantra, step on the fight, dip his hand in the vermilion ink, and draw the ground to make a formation.

Don't look at the fact that he hasn't been learning the Tao for a long time, he is quite proficient in doing this, and he is all in one go...... In a few moments, he drew a rune on the ground that was larger than a person.

After the formation was finished, Huang Donglai put Sun Yi's "body" in the array, and he himself came to the array to sit cross-legged, and reached out from his arms to take out the piece of the guard that "fixed" Sun Yi's seven spirits, and used it as the eye of the array.

At this point, the preliminary preparations for this ritual are ready.

Before proceeding to the next step, Huang Donglai raised his eyes one last time to look at the three incense sticks on the counter.

There is a way to light incense during the day to pray for blessings and welcome auspiciousness, and light incense at night to attract ghosts and return the sun.

Within the time limit of these three incense sticks, Huang Donglai was going to do that anti-heaven thing and come to his underworld...... Chasing souls!