"He's usually like this." Wu Gen held the boy with his right hand and asked carefully.
"Yes." The boy nodded, "My ancestor has been ill for a long time. He will only get better after I sing to him."
Wu Gen squatted down and said with a warm face, "Then can you sing another song to calm him down."
The boy nodded heavily, "Okay." As he spoke, he mustered up the courage to walk up to the old man like a young adult, and the clear child's voice sounded again in the stone chamber.
Sure enough, after a while, the old man's mood calmed down a little, and he was no longer as crazy as before. Seeing that his singing was effective, the boy became even more happy and sang and danced hard.
Wu Gen looked at this little figure with a complicated expression. As he sang, his soul gradually became peaceful, and a warm feeling enveloped his body and mind. His whole body felt like bathing in the warm spring sun, enjoying The solace of spring protects inner peace.
Compared with the death energy in his body, there was something about the boy that was so full of life, showing the power of life. No wonder he was so sensitive to his own death energy.
The old man's expression became much calmer, and he looked lovingly at the little boy who was dancing and singing.
While his attention was completely attracted, Wu Gen took out the clay pot from his body and moved it cautiously towards the old man.
When he was less than five steps away, the old man suddenly turned around and appeared in front of Wu Gen like a ghost. Their faces were less than a foot apart.
The old man grinned and grinded his fangs. His hands were pulled straight by the chains, like a hen with its wings caught.
The little boy screamed and covered his eyes. The red light on the chain reappeared, and the old man gasped. The vortex in his palm appeared and disappeared, and finally retreated sluggishly.
Wu Gen raised the pottery pot in his hand and said coldly: "This thing can remove the formation on the iron chain. Once the formation is gone, a mere iron chain will be of no concern to you. If you want to be free, don't think about attacking me. Do it, only I can let you out.
Otherwise, you will have to stay in this dark cellar with rats and ants for the rest of your life. If you agree, just nod. "
The old man tilted his head and glanced at Wu Gen, not hiding the contempt and cruelty in his eyes. He looked at Wu Gen like he was looking at a lamb. After looking at each other for a long time, the old man finally nodded and said urgently: "Hurry, I will lose my mind soon."
Wu Gen glanced at the little boy behind him and said, "Keep singing, I want to treat your ancestor."
Mo Zhibi glanced at the old man worriedly, and his voice became louder, and the childish voice echoed throughout the stone room.
Wu Gen jumped up, reached the top of the iron chains, and poured the juice from the clay pot onto the two iron chains. As soon as the juice comes into contact with the iron chain, light will continue to flicker. This should be caused by the formation being constantly eliminated.
Suddenly, Wu Gen felt a warning sign in his heart, and there was a strong wind behind him. His feet thumped in the air, and his body quickly turned toward the door. After landing, Wu Gen felt a chill behind him. It turned out that the fake tail he had put on had been pulled away by others.
Looking back, the old man stared at him with a ferocious smile, holding a tail in his hand.
It was really dangerous just now. Fortunately, the old man was not too sane. Otherwise, with the other party's skills and at such a close distance, how could he have escaped.
"Looking for death." Wu Gen looked at the other party coldly, "In that case, don't blame me for being cruel."
Wu Gen took out a tightly sealed paper bag from his arms and opened it layer by layer. Inside was a small pile of Youtan powder. As soon as the Youtan came out, the rich fragrance came out, and the old man's face was startled.
"It turns out to be Youtan, give it to me quickly." The old man showed greed and stared at the Youtan in Wu Gen's hand, "If I had this treasure in the first place, how could I have fallen into such a situation."
Seeing the old man's expression, Wu Gen felt relieved. Youtan has the function of warding off evil spirits and expelling evil spirits, and it is definitely beneficial to the soul. Since it is useful for wild beasts, it is certainly also effective for people who are unconscious.
When I first discussed with Yang Zheng, I originally thought of using the function of Youtan to briefly wake him up, but I never thought that I would meet Mo Zhibi, so I saved this piece of Youtan.
Seeing that the old man was ungrateful, and judging from his crazy appearance, he must have devoured many human beings, Wu Gen gradually became murderous.
As the juice flows, the light on the iron chain flickers more and more fiercely, gradually extending to the old man's wrist like a flame. I think it won't take long, when the formation disappears, the old man will get out of trouble.
Wu Gen grabbed the astonished Mo Zhibi and led him up quickly. After rushing out of the house on the ground, Wu Gen threw the paper bag in his hand towards the roof of the main building of Mo Zhi's family.
The paper package exploded, and the powder of Youtan scattered in the wind, and the faint fragrance spread in the night.
Wu Gen didn't look back, covered Mo Zhibi's mouth and ran towards the pond. After crossing the pond, he didn't rush to escape. Instead, he hid in a rockery.
Mo Zhibi looked at Wu Gen in horror, struggling with his small body.
Wu Gen looked in the direction of the underground chamber and whispered: "Don't move, I'm saving your life. Your ancestor is going crazy and will beat people randomly. If you don't want to be beaten by him, just be obedient."
Mo Zhibi nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would not shout. Wu Gen put down his hand, and Mo Zhibi coughed twice, "Do you want to tell your family so that we can stop the ancestor?"
"It's too late." Wu Gen saw the two guards who were responsible for guarding the darkroom and staggered back. But as soon as he reached the door of the room, he was hit by two flying stone slabs.
A figure with disheveled hair ran out of the house, smelled the fragrance in the air, looked up to the sky, beat his chest, howled, and jumped towards the main building.
Soon, the sounds of fighting could be heard on the main building, and tiles and broken windows fell from time to time. The screams came one after another, spreading far away in the silent night.
In the Wubao, the lights turned on from time to time. People were attracted by the movement in the main building and ran over one after another.
Swish, a dozen figures jumped out from the rooms in the main building or from the nearby dock, jumped to the main building, and fought with a figure.
"It's the ancestor, how did he get out of trouble?" Someone shouted in front of the building. For a moment, everyone moved back a little. Although this ancestor is crazy, his cultivation is really powerful.
Even though he has absorbed his essence bit by bit with secret techniques over the years, and has never practiced since being trapped, ordinary people still can't make a few moves under him. We can only hope that the good guys at home can join forces to trap him. If not, not to mention the Mo Zhi family, even Jinfu City will suffer tonight.
The fighting became more intense, and people fell from the stairs from time to time. With these people trying their best, the huge main building actually felt like it was crumbling.
The eyes of everyone in the Wubao were attracted to the main building, and even some hidden sentinels appeared one after another and moved closer to the main building.
Wu Gen nodded, and tonight's matter was settled. If this crazy ancestor makes a fuss, the Mo Zhi family will definitely suffer serious damage. Especially for those who have cultivated skills, too much loss will definitely lower the strength of the Mo Zhi family.
The only worry now is that because the ancestor has been imprisoned for many days, his strength has dropped too much and he will not be able to last long.
A woman's screams were heard, and the roof of the main building burst open and two people flew out. One person is the ancestor who escaped from trouble, and the other person is a woman.
The two of them went back and forth and had a great time fighting. Although the ancestor's moves were chaotic, he was victorious because of his strong strength. After seven or eight rounds, the woman screamed and was kicked out. Soon, four or five more people joined in and stopped the ancestor who wanted to kill him out of pain.
"Mother." Mo Zhibi exclaimed and ran out of the rockery. Wu Gen quickly grabbed him with one hand. In such a chaotic situation, even a child like him would be trampled to death.
"Don't move, I'll take you out." Wu Gen put Mo Zhibi, who was struggling, under his arm, looked around, and ducked out of the rockery. While everyone's attention was attracted to the main building, he took advantage of the terrain and ran towards the wall.
As soon as they arrived at the wall, two people happened to rush towards the main building. Seeing Wu Gen, he couldn't help but be startled, "Who is it?" He drew his knife and tried to surround him.
Wu Gen moved Mo Zhibi forward and said, "Hurry and protect the young master, our ancestor has gone crazy."
Using the light of the torch, they saw that it was indeed Mo Zhibi. The two of them couldn't help being stunned and paused. Taking advantage of this opening, Wu Gen stomped his feet and flew straight towards the top of the wall.
The two men also realized something was wrong and shouted to the people on the wall to stop them. As soon as Wu Gen's feet landed on the wall, seven or eight people surrounded him from all over.
"Follow Young Master." Wu Gen threw the Mo Zhibi in his hand towards the guards. His body rotated in the air and fell towards the outside of Wubao like a leaf. A few feather arrows fell behind him.
As soon as he landed, Wu Gen quickly returned to the inn where he lived without looking back, following the route he had scouted in advance.
"How is it?" When they got into the room, Yang Zheng was still sitting under the lamp. When he saw Wu Gen returning, he asked anxiously.
"Almost, the people have been released. I don't know how much damage it will cause." Wu Gen took a sip of tea, "My face is being looked at. The Mo Zhi family can't say that they will impose martial law on the whole city tomorrow." , we will leave tonight. All other means are ready."
"I have arranged for Zhuo Ke to handle this matter, and I should be almost ready." Yang Zheng said with a serious face: "You leave for now, I will inquire about the situation in the city, it is not convenient for you to take me out of the city. Don’t worry, I will stay somewhere else, and I have become quite familiar with people from several small tribes in the past two days.”
After pondering for a moment, Wu Gen nodded and said: "Be careful. If we leave the inn suddenly, it will inevitably arouse people's suspicion. Zhuo Ke and I will wait for you at the agreed place."
"Okay, I will release the letter falcon right now and ask Zhuo Ke to start it quickly." Yang Zheng took out a cage covered with black cloth, opened the door of the cage, released a small falcon more than a foot long, and tied it to its feet. There was a note stuffed in the iron pipe.
The gray letter falcon moved its body and flew silently into the night sky.
Wu Gen looked at the brightly lit Mo Zhi's house, then quietly left the inn with Yang Zheng through the back door, and they left separately.
When we arrived at the city wall, torches were already lit in some places, and people were looking at the figures. Many people were looking in the direction of Mo Zhi's house. Since no warning had been issued, these people did not know what had happened at the main house.
Choosing a city wall where the lights were not yet lit, Wu Gen jumped up and quickly ran up the city wall using the houses beside the city wall. When they reached the top of the wall, they discovered that some soldiers guarding the city were already scattered in the darkness, rubbing their sleepy eyes and looking in the direction of Mo Zhi's house.
In the astonished eyes of these people, Wu Gen hurriedly crossed the city wall and jumped down. No one stopped him during the whole process.
After a sleepless night, Wu Gen hurriedly walked in the wilderness and stopped when he arrived at a long-abandoned village. This was the meeting place agreed with Yang Zheng.
After waiting here for three days, Wu Gen, who was worried about Yang Zheng's safety, finally saw his figure.
Yang Zheng was smelly and slipped out of the city while lying on the car transporting the body.
"This ancestor of the Mozhi family was so cruel that he almost turned the entire Jinfu City upside down. He was killed and injured many times, but he was finally allowed to escape. However, it is said that this person was also seriously injured. I won’t live long.” Yang Zheng said excitedly when they met.
