Chapter 147: The Fight (Part II)
A clear whistle came from Su Changqing's mouth, and then it sounded through the courtyard, and with the whistle, in the sky, suddenly there was a loud long whistle, the whistling sound was getting closer, as soon as I raised my little head, I saw a huge white bird, its snow-white wingtips pierced the silent and dark night sky, and flew towards them quickly.
But after a while, a white crane with white feathers and a red head had flapped its wings and flew into the courtyard of the Su family.
"It's ......"
The little monk was a little curious, and just wanted to reach out to touch the top of its head, but was grabbed by Su Changqing, who was extremely anxious on the side.
"Little master, leave it alone, go up quickly! They're coming!"
His face was full of worry, and he shouted at him anxiously, and kept pushing the little monk towards the white crane's back.
"Master Su, come up quickly!"
Yijing stumbled onto Bai He's back, he grabbed Bai He's neck tightly, looked up at the terrifying black mist that flew in, his face was a little frightened, thinking that Su Changqing hadn't come up yet, he immediately lowered his head, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him.
It's just that Su Changqing looked at these immature hands, and then looked at the other party's anxious face, and was a little hesitant.
It was at this moment that he heard a familiar barking of a dog.
"Wang!"
Su Changqing's somewhat trance-like brain suddenly woke up in this shout, he listened to the fierce fighting in the side room, and thought of the person and dog who were still struggling to support one person and one dog in the side room.
His mind was mixed for a moment, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the gray mist that was rushing straight towards them behind him.
He clenched his dry hands, pursed his lips, and suddenly pushed the little monk's hand away, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile0, "Little master, you go find ...... first." Lord Huang!"
"We'll help you stall!"
Su Changqing knew that if he went up, although he would be able to escape for a while, he would soon have to return here, after all, this was still his ancestral home, and it was also his home.
Besides, after he climbed onto the back of the white crane, how did that Huang Shizhu come over?
Could it be that you have to run over?
Presumably when she worked so hard to run over, Yuanguang and the leaves were long gone!
......
After letting the white crane quickly take off into the air, Su Changqing silently looked at their distant backs, turned back and looked at the gray phantom behind him that flew towards him with his teeth and claws, and then dragged his injured leg and staggered towards his bedroom.
In the bedroom, there was the pig-killing knife he had bought earlier.
This pig-killing knife once helped him kill a lot of ghosts in the factory.
It's just that at that time, I couldn't see them yet, and as for why I can see them vaguely now, it's probably because the method I practiced before that can enhance the pineal gland worked?
Su Changqing could only think so.
At this time, the black shadow behind him seemed to see that he couldn't catch up with the white crane who had run away from the shadow, so he gave up on the little monks, turned around, and quickly approached in the direction of Su Changqing.
And Su Changqing, who was still desperately fleeing for his life in front, used the weak internal force in his body and staggered to the bedroom.
At this moment, the room has not been destroyed by those black shadows, so when he entered the room, looking at the familiar and neat furnishings, he had a sense of security, but before he could rest for a while to catch his breath, the previous black shadow, but in his incredible gaze, like smoke, slowly passed through the wooden door, and then, suddenly, rushed towards him.
Su Changqing's pupils dilated suddenly, his hands trembled slightly, and when he saw it pounce, he hurriedly rolled around a donkey to avoid its attack.
Just after dodging, the gap in his leg cracked open again, and the blood stained the gauze red, and it looked extremely red.
He couldn't beat it now, and because of his leg injury, he couldn't run far at all, and if it weren't for the other party teasing him, he wouldn't have been able to support it for so long.
Therefore, he had to rely on external objects.
However, the pig-killing knife was in a large wooden box under the bed, but now he was being chased by the black shadow, and he really couldn't safely crawl under the bed and take out the knife.
The shadow was chasing him constantly, but despite this, it did not immediately finish him off, but slashed him in the air from time to time like a cat playing with a mouse.
But soon, after playing with the old man in front of him, Black Mist suddenly stopped as if he was tired of playing this game.
Su Changqing immediately condensed in his heart, and a bad premonition came to his heart.
His eyes stared at the black shadow in front of him without blinking, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be solved by the other party.
I saw that in the gray mist in front of him, there was a sudden piercing laughter, and then, in Su Changqing's solemn eyes, a cold light flashed from the black fog, and then rushed towards him with lightning speed.
The cold light was cold, and people couldn't open their eyes, Su Changqing clenched his fists, took a deep breath, his steps were slight, and he jumped on the top of the bed in an instant.
It's just that as soon as he jumped on the top of the bed, he stumbled, and his body fell down all at once.
And the cold light under him, although he dodged it, still flew straight towards the wooden bed, and finally, with the sound of the "bang" of the bed, the wooden bed collapsed.
For a while, the dust was flying, and the sawdust flew to the ground with the air currents, making the bedroom look quite embarrassed.
Su Changqing fell on the top of the bed, although he escaped its attack, but he was thrown off by the collapsed wooden bed and fell heavily to the ground, smashing his eyes and dizziness, and he couldn't see clearly for a while.
He rubbed his sore head, but his withered left hand accidentally touched an angular and sharp object.
This is......
Wooden box?
Su Changqing opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that in the ruins of the wooden bed, a wooden box full of dust was lying quietly on the ground.
He was shocked, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile with joy, and he quickly opened the wooden box and took out a long strip wrapped in newspaper.
And when he took out the pig-killing knife, the dust in mid-air had already slowly settled on the wooden board.
Without this dust blocking his vision, Hei Mist saw Su Changqing lying in the ruins unharmed, and snorted coldly, as if he was dissatisfied with not solving him, but soon, he let out a hideous laugh again, and flew towards Su Changqing again.