Chapter Sixty-Nine: Dao Chief, Where Are You Flying Sword?

A righteous and awe-inspiring Taoist, a sunny young man, the two of them ghostly touched into the courtyard of a rich and noble family.

"Squeak, chirp!" Gao Ming pointed to the Danqi corridor.

The Taoist said helplessly: "Little Daoist, you speak human words, you are like this, poor Taoism can't understand." ”

Gao Ming was suddenly interested, and said, "I mean, let's go through this corridor and search and search." Alas, I've never seen a teammate like you, stupid. ”

The Taoist looked at Gao Ming with a calm face.

Gao Ming also looked at the man twice at first. Seeing that the Taoist's eyes did not move, he looked at himself quietly.

Have you ever exerted any strength since you went up the mountain? You haven't even shouted a word of cheering!

Gao Ming laughed sneeringly, bent down to help the Taoist, and said flatteringly: "Dao Chief, please!"

The Taoist shook off the dust: "Little Daoist, this courtyard is full of demonic spirit, act carefully." ”

Gao Ming put two fingers on his chest, with a serious expression: "Be careful!"

The Taoist nodded with satisfaction and walked forward with his head held high.

Gao Ming followed.

The two walked through the cloister and looked around the courtyard.

"Hey, Daoist, where is your flying sword?"

At this time, the sun has already crossed the mid-sky and is gradually setting westward.

On a hot summer afternoon, the air in the courtyard seemed to be a little chilly.

Gao Ming slowly moved closer to the Taoist.

Taoist Yiping stretched out the dust whisk and protected the two of them slightly.

Both of them seemed to notice that there seemed to be a hint of solemnity in the air.

The two of them were back to back, slowly turning to look at the scenery around them.

At both ends of the cloister with emerald lacquer, there is a small garden on one side and a row of small attics on the other.

The cloister is made of cyan tiles, beams painted in emerald color, and pillars and seats painted red with red lacquer.

Through the red cloister, there is a simple little garden in the summer. In a clear pool, the water surface does not move at all, and there is not a trace of ripples. The turquoise lotus leaf fields on the water surface are bright in color, and there is no trace of dew and dust. The lotus leaves bloom with gorgeous lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the petals of one leaf after another are neatly embraced and clustered, perfect and exquisite.

The rockery next to it, there are two or three rockery rocks, and a strange stone in the middle is dark and towering. There was a round hole in the center of the top, like a big eye without eyeballs, quietly looking at Gao Ming and the others.

On the other side is a freshly painted attic. The walls were painted white, and when you looked up, you could see the blue-black tiles, with their crooked hooks, looking down on them. On the second floor, there is a row of small windows, which are closed and blackened, and the inlays on the pink and white walls are particularly glaring.

Directly opposite the two of them was a two-open door. The door was closed and blackened. The tall and wide gate is like an old ancestral hall in a rural village. For a moment, the pitch-black gate seemed to be a big black mouth with a hole open, and I didn't know where it would lead.

The two of them took a turn and found nothing. Only the solemn air was silent. And the red, green, black, and white scenery in the courtyard is dazzling, and there is a feeling of spinning the world.

Gao Ming panicked in his heart, and asked the Taoist who was clinging to his back closely: "Dao Chief, where is your flying sword?"

The Taoist only replied, "I don't know." ”

Judging from the direction, it stands to reason that the flying sword pierced through the backyard gate must have been nailed to the wall of this attic. But there was nothing on the wall, no flying swords, no corpses, not even blood.

"What, what should I do!" Gao Ming can only count on this person now, hoping that this person can be a little more reliable.

The Taoist thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Little Daoist, stabilize your mind." ”

Gao Ming listened, took a long breath of breath, condensed his mind, mobilized his true qi, regulated his heart and blood smoothly and actively, and could explode at any time.

The Taoist took out three talismans and handed them to Gao Ming: "One in the left hand, one in the right hand, and one in the mouth." ”

Contains......

Gao Ming still obediently rolled it up and put it in his mouth.

I heard the man say, "If you are attacked head-on, put your hands in front of you." You remember, hold the talisman with both hands, and press the talisman paper down with the tip of your tongue. Push out with both palms, the true element runs, passes through the curved pool from both arms, and enters the pass. The true qi of the dantian erupted in the throat, and he spit out the mantra: Open!"

Gao Ming was stunned for a moment, and only understood the last sentence: "Oh, open ......"

The Taoist pulled him: "Use it at a critical moment, don't waste it!"

After saying that, I turned around and wanted to leave.

Gao Ming grabbed him: "Big guy, I don't understand what you just said." ”

The Taoist comforted him: "It's okay, poor Dao believes in you." ”

Gao Ming wanted to cry without tears: "You believe in a fart, I don't understand what you say at all." ”

The Taoist said sincerely: "It's okay, poor Dao believes in you, it's not a fart!"

Gao Ming is about to cry, hey, at this time, is it interesting for you to tell cold jokes so seriously?

The Taoist turned around and was about to break into the attic.

Gao Ming grabbed him again: "Then you want to come from behind, what should you do?"

The Taoist looked at him with extreme calm: "Won't you turn around?"

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This makes so much sense!

Gao Ming is almost convinced!

I have already begun to doubt myself and doubt my IQ......

Wait a minute, it's a little messy, and I always feel that something is wrong.

Gao Ming tugged at the corner of the Taoist's clothes and pondered. But I felt like I had been circled like this twice, and my head felt like I had been boiled in chaos, and I couldn't remember anything.

At this time, I only heard the Taoist man say thoughtfully: "That's it, in case you can't react and don't have time to turn around, I'll put a magic weapon on your back." ”

As he spoke, he took off a silver mirror and pasted it on Gao Ming's back.

Gao Ming said stupidly, "Oh, okay, thank you." ”

The confused little eyes were a little dull. Wait, that sounds like that's what I'm trying to say?

Gao Ming let go of the corners of the Taoist's clothes.

The Taoist was not in a hurry, and said solemnly: "Let's go, let's go in!"

Gao Ming rubbed his cheeks, patted his head, and felt that his IQ had returned, so he took a long breath, encouraged himself in his heart, and nodded in response: "Okay, let's go in!"

The Taoist walked first towards the dark gate.

Gao Ming followed closely behind, paying more attention to the vigilance behind him.

The Taoist stepped forward and pushed the door and quickly pulled back.

I saw that the gate did not move at all.

The Taoist stepped forward, lifted his true qi, raised his palms, and slapped towards the gate with one palm.

Before the palms reached the faΓ§ade, the door suddenly "banged" and opened automatically.

The Taoist was so strong that he stumbled and almost fell forward.

Gao Ming hurriedly pulled him back.

Gao Ming quietly glanced at the face of the Daoist, and saw that the Daoist was still calm, still with the same expression of the ancient well.

Gao Ming secretly praised in his heart: The Taoist has practiced!

As everyone knows, the Taoist is secretly scolding in his heart: Demon!

Even so, the Daoist still didn't have the impulse, but instead took out the bronze beast compass and carefully detected and deduced it.

But I saw that the compass sensed demonic energy, but it swayed from side to side.

But no matter how much he swayed, he always pointed to the open door.

The Taoist took the compass and walked forward with Gao Ming.

But he was not in a hurry to enter rashly, but took out a bronze mirror, recited a mantra, pinched the trick, and slowly stretched the bronze mirror into the door through the threshold, and carefully illuminated the door up and down.

After that, he led Gao Ming inside.

The two stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Inside is a small courtyard surrounded by the attic of the house. The courtyard is paved with neatly cut masonry, and there is also a gate facing it, and there is no heavy faΓ§ade, just an arched passageway.

There was a flying sword inserted on it, and there was a piece of yin-yang fish embedded in the flying sword, and the yin-yang fish slowly rotated, turning slowly, as if it was blocked by the condensed air around it, and it turned hard.

The flying sword stabbed deep into the wall, and the white wall was splashed with scarlet blood.

However, there is nothing but that. There were no bodies, no nailed figures.

Dao Ren and Gao Ming walked into the courtyard and walked carefully to the center of the courtyard.

The Taoist did not rush to pull out the flying sword on the wall. The two of them looked around in circles.

The door wall is white, and the attic is white. The attic spreads out like goose wings, with blue-black tiles and pink and white walls. The doors and windows were closed, they were brand new, they were pitch black.

The two of them seemed to have walked into an old black and white photograph, only the bright red on the front door wall was particularly eye-catching and dazzling.

"Hee-hee-hee-ha-ha-......"

"There's a guest coming......"

"It's two handsome guys!"

"They smell so good!"

"The smell of their blood is so strong, and their flesh has a pure taste......