Chapter One Hundred and Three: Shintoism
"It's trapped, it's possible!"
As he spoke, Li Qing looked at the ancestral hall not far ahead, although in his perception, there was nothing there, but in the environment of Lion Village, he didn't dare to guarantee that what he perceived was true.
"Owner, no problem. ”
Just when Li Qing was thinking carefully about who his person would be, Ayou, who had been busy around Yuan Jiashan for a while, gave a piece of good news.
Of course, Li Qing still has reservations about the truth or falsehood of this good news, but for now, it is still very exciting to have an extra teammate who is not bad, after all, one more pathfinder cannon fodder can always save some things.
"In this case, please also ask Yuan Sheng and the two of us to explore the weirdness here, the lion village, the Tao family house, I want to see if it is the one who is not afraid of death who jumped out and pretended to be a ghost. ”
"Li Sheng is invited, dare to disobey his orders, and the team members who arrested me will always leave some explanation. ”
Reluctantly smiled at Li Qing, Yuan Jiashan took the lead and said: "I'll open the way, and the two of you will please protect each other for your wings, this lion village is so big, there are many places that can hide people, but there are only one or two places that can hide many people."
The group of people who calculated us either used us as monkeys in the ancestral hall in front of them, or waited for us in the Tao family's mansion in the past and automatically sent us to the door to find death.
Since this ancestral hall is right in front of us, I'll just break in. ”
"Yuan Sheng, rest assured, there are two of us here. It is bound to make you worry about the left and right wings, Yuan Sheng still needs to be cautious between the marches, don't lose your sense of proportion in a hurry, but let those turtle grandsons who calculate us take advantage, this lion village is so big, it is not difficult for me and the other three to turn him over before dawn. ”
Yuan Jiashan nodded after hearing this, and with a short sword flashing with cold light in his hand, he strode towards the ancestral hall, and when he arrived at the door, he pushed the door directly.
The wooden door of the ancestral hall, which was supposed to slam with a bang, was still silently opened, revealing the dusty courtyard inside.
The objects placed in the courtyard made the faces of the three people who saw this scene change, and dozens of black lacquer coffins with a shiny oil appeared in front of them in a neat row.
"Hmph, is this a dismount?"
As soon as the words fell, Yuan Jiashan stepped forward quickly, and his left hand, which was not holding a sword, held the coffin lid and struggled to lift it, and with a "touch", the thick coffin lid was lifted to the ground by Yuan Jiashan.
At the same time, his right hand holding the short sword stabbed into the coffin in an instant, no matter what zombie zongzi he was, he Yuan Jiashan had the confidence to send them with a sword and never be reborn.
At the moment when Yuan Jiashan swung his sword, Li Qing, who was holding a flower in one hand and a knife in the other, moved, not to help Yuan Jiashan kill the things in the coffin, but to use the sword still in the sheath in his hand to stop Yuan Jiashan's attack.
The speed of Yuan Jiashan's attack was definitely not slow, and Ayou could see the trajectory of his attack clearly, but he would never be able to block his attack at a distance of several meters.
But Li Qing was different, he was much stronger than Yuan Jiashan, and the moment the short sword in Yuan Jiashan's hand hit the creature in the coffin, he just stopped it.
Looking at the scabbard against his wrist, the pores behind Yuan Jiashan's back shrank violently, and a cold sweat covered his back.
"Thank you Li Sheng, if you hadn't made a timely move, I'm afraid I would have made a big mistake today. ”
Yuan Jiashan, who was not blind, was full of fear at the moment after seeing the things lying in the coffin, the things in this coffin were none other than one of his subordinates brought out today.
The Flying Dragon Special Police is not those dark forces, and he Yuan Jiashan is not one of those heroes who treat human life like a mustard, if this sword is really stabbed, the consequences will ......
"Now is not the time to talk about this, Ayou, all the coffins are opened one by one, be careful, our enemies will inevitably make ghosts.
Yuan Sheng, take a closer look at how your team members are, although he seems to be fine, but his spirit is a little weak, but no one dares to guarantee that those enemies hidden in the dark will really be so kind. ”
After a little explanation of Yuan Jiashan, Li Qing moved his body and came to the side of Ayou, who was carefully opening the coffin.
Ayou's ability is ranked first on Hong Kong Island, but in the face of today's strange situation that even he Li Qing feels is big, he is a little powerless.
Anyway, he also ran an errand for himself for a year, and if there was no need, Li Qing didn't want to give up this right-hand man.
Burst!
A coffin lid was lifted, and suddenly a black shadow swooped out from inside the coffin, aiming directly at Ayou, who moved the coffin.
"Slash!"
As soon as Li Qing raised his hand, the unsheathed sword hit the black shadow accurately, and the black shadow suddenly screamed miserably, making a strange scream like a squeak.
It wasn't until the black shadow fell to the ground with the strength of the tip of the scabbard of the sword, that Li Qing and Ayou saw clearly what the black shadow was, and what was hit was a blood-colored bat the size of a melon.
"Yin Bat!"
"The owner, I'm afraid that Xiao Dongyang will participate in this matter, although there are some schools in China that raise yin bats, but they are definitely not so big, even the head bat used for control is only the size of a fist.
And it's not of this color, the fur of the yin bat should be like black satin, this blood-red fur of the yin bat, when my master participated in the anti-Japanese hoe team, he once saw the Japanese Shinto people instructing. ”
Li Qing is not ignorant of the yin bat, he who has studied art behind Uncle Jiu knows that Ayou's description of the domestic yin bat is correct, trapped in the era at that time, the anti-Japanese resistance has not yet begun in full swing, and he really doesn't know where the blood-red yin bat came from.
But Li Qing believed what Ayou just said, as a younger brother, Ayou had no reason to lie to him on this.
Little Toyo?
It seems that the original battle of fame was not without any troubles, and one of the supreme gods who slaughtered them, although only a doppelganger, in the eyes of those crazy believers, was afraid that he would also need to suffer eternal torture and pain to atone for his sins.
Of course, Li Qing didn't think he was guilty, since these little Dongyang were looking for death, Li Qing didn't mind sending them to High Heaven to meet their eight million gods.
Million!
Return to the gods, sneer......
Looking at the completely empty coffin except for a yin bat, Ayou did not stop lifting the coffin lid, but was a little more cautious when he started, after all, he just had the will to die, and he didn't want to go to death immediately.
After searching one by one, Li Qing used the scabbard to kill several yin bats one after another during the search, one of which was a yin bat with a body like a watermelon and was sent back to Gao Tianyuan by Ayou with a talisman because of its speed.
After lifting all the coffins in the courtyard, Ayou and Li Qing stopped and turned their eyes to Yuan Jiashan, who had all kinds of means to save people.
PS: Recommend a book, "My Gilded Age" of the black bicycle, the old author, always sealed, the theme is average, the routines are constant, the writing is smooth, the standard grain and grass are public, as for the heroine, I don't know if this one is still a stallion this time.