Shi Qingxuan: "It flashed in after we left the Bodhisattva to tamper with the formation?"

I even overthrew it myself: "No! It won't be like this."

Thanks and pity: "Impossible. We just pushed the door out. Even after it flashed in and moved, we should have arrived at the original location, because the formation has already started, and the change is invalid." So, it can be hands-on time, only for a moment."

That is, the short moment after the Mingyi painting method, the teacher Qingxuan blows out the candle, and the whole Bodhisattva view is in a darkness!

However, this contradicts the statement that thank you. Shi Qingxuan: "But in the house, there are only four of us."

In a small Bodhisattva view, three priests, a ghost king, if there is something more in the middle, they still don't know? And if it is one of them who is dark and moving, what is the most likely, who will be?

Shi Qingxuan couldn't help but look at the flower city. Although I immediately accepted it, Huacheng did not miss this eye. He smiled and said, "Look at what I do? According to me, don't you think that the Master is more suspect?"

Mingyi also glanced at him. Huacheng Road: "Don't just guess what made people move their hands and feet. If he started painting, the wrong way is wrong?"

Mingyi did not refute, did not say. Shi Qingxuan couldn't listen, and said: "Flower City Lord, wait a moment. I know that you have had a festival before, but Ming brother is not such a person. He is temporarily helping me to help. There is no reason to do this."

Huacheng Road: "To do one thing, you don't have to have a reason. In fact, the wind master is also very suspicious."

"Ah?" Shi Qingxuan never imagined, this is OK, referring to himself, "Who? I?!"

Huacheng Road: "Well. The thief shouted to catch a thief. You are very seeing very much. Why did you come here? If you and your brother are really so jealous, how can you sort out a bunch of rags? The bureau, its not impossible to get rid of us here."

Seeing his expression, he knows that it is simply an unbridled swearing in the mouth of the letter, but it is also very different, and it seems that everyone is doubtful. Shi Qingxuan was shaken quickly and said: "I... I am so bored?"

Huacheng smiled: "The same reason. I am not so boring."

When someone hits him at home, he will use it back as it is. Thank you for thinking about things, and waved: "Well, you all stop. If you haven't solved it, you will start to doubt yourself."

Huacheng laughed and said nothing. His attitude is very obvious. If you don't help or mess up, you are purely playing. Don't look at him without looking at him, and don't be careful to guard him. Indulge in a moment, thanking the pity: "In fact, there is a possibility that when the magistrate in the house draws the formation, there is already someone outside the house, drawing a more powerful array on the door."

At that time, Shi Qingxuan didn't let the outside of the house hear their conversations, lost a segregation, and the Bodhisattva was closed. Relatively speaking, it was not easy to be found outside the house. The same array of methods collided in pairs, and the winners won. This "strong" depends not only on the skill of the players, but also on the materials of the array. At that time, Mingyi used the cinnabar that was not used by the peers who came back when they were ruined. If someone used fresh blood to press the array, it would naturally be better.

Shi Qingxuan immediately accepted this possibility and said: "Will outside the house? Will it be a green ghost? He is like that, can he still be a demon?"

Thanks for your pity: "Can't you..."

Huacheng whispered: "He doesn't want to move within seven days. However, people outside the house can be more than one."

This seems to mean something. Thanks to the pity: "In short, everyone should not guess, so as not to hurt each other."

After a few steps, I said: "The monster's words are really strange. Why do you say that this will become a windshield a nightmare that you never want to remember again?' What will this place encounter?

Looking around, Shi Qingxuan slightly frowned, said: "... Slow. It seems like..."

The voice did not fall, and suddenly I saw Ming Yis gaze, and the palm of the hand was separated from the air. Thanks and pity: "The wind master is behind the heart!"

However, I saw that the palm of the instrument was "squeaky" and cracked the same wide square. The thing descended from the sky, and went straight to the teacher Qingxuans head. He jumped a few feet away and took a sigh of relief: Good and dangerous! Then look down and the pupil suddenly shrinks. Thanks for the pity, I was slightly scared. That thing is actually a plaque, the blue gold word, the words "Feng Shui Temple" three characters.

It is a big taboo to split the plaque of a shrine of the gods into two halves. Mingyi closed his palms, his face was cold, and Shi Qing Xuan took a moment. He immediately waved his sleeves and swept the plaque that had split into two halves. He whispered: "All are secret, confidential! Don't say go out. Let My brother knows that his plaque is embarrassing, and he must be mad!"

Thanks for turning around, said: "This... turned out to be a Feng Shui Hall?"

Yes, the broken house they came out is a Feng Shui Temple.

The Navy is a God of Wealth. No one does not love money. There is a palace view in which he sits. He has always had a strong incense, and there will be such a dilapidated scene. It is like a stack of silver tickets being thrown on the street. It is generally unbelievable. Shi Qingxuan re-entered the temple, the temple is full of cobwebs, old dust, and no one cares about the desolate. After half a day, I finally dumped two disgusting gods in the pile of debris behind the house.

The statue of the windshield lacks arms and legs, and the male statue of the Navy directly falls off, and it is not aging for a long time, it is naturally destroyed, but it is smashed by people, as if anyone has vented endless grievances. They are on them. The partiality of these two gods is also very realistic, lifelike, so uncomfortable, smiling and lying across the runen old temple, very uncomfortable.

Shi Qingxuans right and left hands smashed a statue of God, and squatted in his arms, saying: What hate and blame?

Although thanking the pity, this scene is full of malicious smug, but in order to stabilize the teacher's heart, Wen Wen said: "The wind master is stable. Some people worship people, the world is always reasonable, don't care. Must It is something that is deliberately arranged for you to see, in order to incite your fear, and to extract mana from it."

Mingyi said in a simple and concise manner: "You can't do it. If you don't, you can go."

Shi Qingxuan took the dust on the faces of the two gods, gritted his teeth, grabbed the windshield fan, and suddenly got up and said: "I am going! I have to look at what medicine it sells in the gourd."

The four people went out of the temple and broke the circle in this small town. The town is very quiet, very stable, not prosperous and not backward, and nothing unusual. It is better to say that the most unusual thing is them. Lost in the mortal heap, this pedestrian's looks and dress are too eye-catching. Therefore, not long after, they still flashed into an alley and changed their heads.

Thanks to the original one, it was very simple, but it didn't have to be changed. The other three people changed from head to toe. Over there, Shi Qingxuan expressed his opinion on the dressing of Mingyi; here, Huacheng changed into a refreshing black dress, and long hair was also neatly bundled up, with white jade, and three points less lazy. More three-point spirit, as if the famous one is a beautiful young man with a talented and talented younger brother. Its really like to force the emperor to wear a donkey and not like a meal, its still very eye-catching. Looking at him, he couldn't help but think of an old saying: "Men must be pretty, and they are soapy." Going back to God, often the teacher of the place, remembering one, whispered: "Sanlang, there is something, I have forgotten to ask you."

Huacheng completed the whole cuff and said: "What?"

Xie pity hands into a fist, a soft cough in front of his mouth, try to ask as casually: "...What is your psychic password?"

If you want to communicate with another person at any time, you must first get the password of the other party. For example, if you want to find a teacher, you must first meditate in the heart of the following four words: "The wind master is a talented person", "the wind teacher is very funny", "the wind teacher is a good person, and the wind is great." Year 28". Of course, the general sergeant, the password will not be so difficult to say, it is more normal.

The psychic passwords of the superior priests are not easily told to others, unless the relationship is closely related. As a ghost king, Huacheng is naturally the same. Although the two people have not met each other for a long time, the relationship should be quite good. It is a bit strange that the password of the other party has not yet been obtained. But think about it, every time something is happening, they all meet directly, and they dont exchange, it seems that there is nothing.

Xie pity never asked the password of any priest, because something can go directly to the psychic scream, and it is OK to find someone who can talk privately. This is the first time to take the initiative to find someone to ask for a password. Nothing. Experience, a little worried about whether it will be abrupt. Seeing the flash of the flower city, but it does not move, he feels awkward, busy: "Is it inconvenient? Nothing is okay, you don't care about me, I just ask a word. Because I have something to say in private, so I only I took the liberty to ask, I thought of a way to quietly ask you if you can..."

Huacheng interrupted him: "There is no inconvenience. I am very happy."

Thank you for your pity: "Ah?"

Huacheng sighed and said: "I am very happy, my brother finally asked me. Because you have not mentioned it, I still have some inconvenience, I don't want to exchange passwords with others, so I didn't take the initiative to talk about it. Now I can't wait until my brother. Asked, how can you say that it is just a question?

Thanks to the pity, the mood immediately became clear, holding his hand and said: "We used to be general concerns! Only when I was wrong, that sentence is just a mouthful, apologize to Saburo. So, your What is the password?"

Huacheng's eyes are slightly bright, slightly tilted to the upper body, said: "My password, my brother can listen, I only say once." Finished, whispered a sentence.

Thank you for listening, he widened his eyes and said: "...this? Is this really? Saburo, you are not mistaken?"

Huacheng is very calm and said: "Well. That's it. Don't believe, my brother is trying now?"

Wherever you pray, you dare to try, "Well... isnt that every time someone else looks for you, you have to meditate on you three times? This... Isnt this going to be very embarrassing?

Huacheng said: "Because I don't want others to find me, I deliberately set this sentence. Let them retreat. But if my brother is looking for me, I will always be there."

Xie pity always felt a little disbelieving, and said: "This is too bad..."

He hesitated, trying to activate the psychic, but he couldn't read the password. Even if it is meditation, it will not work. Seeing Xie pity lived half a face, turned his head, and never made up his mind, Huacheng finally laughed enough, and said: "Okay, okay. If my brother doesn't dare to read, I will find you. Your What about the password?"

Thanks to pity, he said: "Reciting a thousand times of morality is."

"..."

Huacheng picked up one eyebrow. After a while, thank you for hearing his voice in the ear: "Through a thousand times of morality is gone, these eleven words, right?"

The two stood clearly face to face, but they kept silent, and it was quite interesting to talk with their eyes and whisper in a voice that no one else could hear. Xie Li also responded with psychic: "Yes. You are not fooled."

Huacheng blinked and continued to return: "Ha ha ha ha, almost fooled, it is so interesting."

Xie pity also blinked and smiled.

It should be noted that this password, but he seriously thought about it eight hundred years ago, thinks it is very interesting, so it is used again after flying. However, many other priests don't seem to be interesting, even after being fooled. My feelings directly said that your high point is too cold, I cant smile, but the wind letter is laughing and screaming in the ground, but the gentlemans smile is very low and inexplicable. He laughs, thank you and There is no sense of accomplishment. Now that Huacheng is laughing too, it probably shows that it is really interesting.

The original plan was to go to the most expensive restaurant in the Imperial City to drink, but since I did not go to the Imperial City, where to drink is almost the same, so the pedestrian went to the town's largest restaurant to have a box, sitting bored for a while, the man sent Drinking, thank you: "Excuse me, what is it here?"

Although this question is very strange, it is the most direct and effective way. The guy said: "Several VIPs are not coming here? This is Bogu Town."

Thanks to the pity: "What is the name? What is the name?"

The buddy said with a thumbs up: "The fire in our town! There is a famous top in this neighborhood. At this time of the year, many foreigners want to come to see a rare one."

Shi Qingxuan is curious: "What is the social fire?"

Thanks to the pity: "It is the entertainment that the folks use to celebrate during the festival. There will be some juggling, and what can be seen in the local drama." It is similar to the Shangyuan Festival of the Year of Xianle. However, the festival tour is a royal exercise, the official control, and the social fire is a folk amusement. Shi Qingxuan: "Can it be a holiday today? At most, tomorrow is cold dew."

Thanks to pity: "It doesn't have to be a specific holiday. Sometimes it is to commemorate someone, choose a special day, make a noise, and have fun."

At this time, there was a crowd of people in the street under the restaurant. Some people shouted: "Let's let go, children, women, don't stand in front! Go back, the team is coming!"

The four looked downstairs. This hope is unfortunate, and Xie pity suddenly widened his eyes. I saw a long tour the team went to the street. In the team, everyone has a bright red makeup face, wearing a variety of exotic clothes, and a sharp weapon on the forehead.

Those sharp or rust-proof axes, kitchen knives, iron tongs, and scissors all plunged into their heads and poked into their heads. Some even squeezed their eyes, **** hanging on their cheeks. Some pierced from the forehead and then pierced from the back of the head, **** to the extreme. The people who walked in the line, all of them frowned, looked painful, and covered with blood. However, they were still blowing and playing, and slowly walked forward, like a ghost.