The place where Lord Ruyue and Xie Zhe are is almost in another space isolated from the world. Wuyong used the old locust trees to adjust the feng shui, and set up inconspicuous barriers around the courtyard to connect the small room with the spiritual veins. Regarding everything that happened there, Han Sheng and Ling Hu outside had no idea at all.
To both of them, the courtyard was eerily quiet. Especially after the restlessness caused by the two resurrected stone lions, the surroundings seemed even more dead. No matter how much I called the other two, I couldn't get any response. This made them panic to the extreme. Finally, Han Chang also set his sights on the locust tree in the backyard.
"The spiritual power here... is very strange." He touched the tree trunk. "The yin energy is too strong, as if it is holding something back."
Ling Huan asked: "Do you also understand Feng Shui? I don't know very well, but I remember the elders said that locust trees cannot be planted in the backyard."
"Are you sure it can't be done? Then there must be something wrong with this layout. But we don't dare to do anything easily. If it causes more trouble, it may not end well. However, why is this tree built into the wall? ?”
"Aren't they afraid of bugs crawling into the house?"
Ling Hu didn't understand either. They stood at the junction between the locust tree and the wall, helpless. After a while, Ling Huan conveniently put his right arm on the tree trunk. As soon as she did this, she suddenly withdrew her hand.
Han Chang asked her, "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
"It seems... like I got an electric shock. Maybe it's static electricity?"
Having said that, even Ling Huan is not sure. The static electricity was just a slap, but she felt a strange numbness flowing between her arms. Even if she moved her hand away, this feeling stayed for a while. She looked at the old locust tree and reached out her hand again hesitantly.
Now she was sure - there was indeed something unusual. Like a warm breeze, a stream of heat, flowing freely under the skin and flowing between muscles. After being hot for a while, it became cool and unpredictable again. Han Chang also saw something, so he didn't disturb her and let her continue to figure it out. Ling Huan withdrew his hand, feeling that his arm was still shaking slightly. This time she leaned forward, put her ear against the tree trunk, and listened carefully to the sounds inside.
"..."
Han Chang wanted to ask, but in order to avoid disturbing her, he closed his newly opened mouth. For a long time, Ling Quan withdrew his ears and looked at the big tree with suspicion.
"I always feel like it's... very noisy inside."
"It's noisy?" Han Chang was puzzled, "How to make a noise?"
"All kinds of sounds... very strange, hard to describe."
"Let me listen and see."
Hanshang also put his ears up, just like Lingyu did before, and pressed them tightly against the tree. He suddenly understood what Ling Huan meant by "noisy", but the sound he heard was not as clear as Ling Huan's. This is the disturbance of spiritual power, which most people cannot see. Even he himself can only hear a little noise, such as different musical instruments that have been damaged to varying degrees, playing tunes without melody at the same time. He frowned, took two steps back, and stared at the locust tree for a while.
"Well... there's nothing we can do."
"What?"
"You give way. Stay as far away as possible." Han Chang raised his hand, "I'm going to burn this tree."
"Eh? Okay...you should also be careful."
Ye Linghua quickly took a few steps back and looked at Han Shang cautiously. He raised his hands and pressed his palms on the tree trunk. There was no blazing fire as expected, only a charred blackness that began to spread from the place he touched. At the same time, thick smoke and a choking smell began to fill the courtyard. Ling Huan remembered that Han Zhang really didn't like open fires, and the front yard was just a temporary helpless move, not to mention that it was more open and would not burn the house. If there is an open fire burning here, it may soon affect the buildings in this area, sleeping residents will also suffer, and the fire will attract distant night watchmen. This quiet burning is also a smart move.
The entire towering tree lost its vitality under her gaze. The green leaves that had only been green for a long time in spring turned yellow one after another. The leaves that have lost their moisture are dry and hanging on the branches with their last strength. When the whole tree became charred black, it seemed to have shrunk unconsciously, and the parts where Han Shang's hands came into contact were already covered in layers of gray. When the breeze blows, ashes will dance in the wind.
Click...
"etc!"
Ling Hu seemed to hear something. The small "click" sounds continued one after another and became increasingly clear. She looked at the tree and saw no changes from the outside, but the sound did not stop. She immediately stopped Han Shang and stepped forward to pull him away. He didn't seem to notice it yet, but there was a broken sound... no matter how you thought about it, it was an ominous sign.
Click!
This time, there was a loud and ear-piercing noise, and even Han Chang noticed it. Rather, what concerned him more than the sound was the sight in front of him. They all saw that the locust tree suddenly split from the center, from top to bottom, as if a pair of huge hands had torn it apart. The inside of it was also scorched black, but there was a strange light glowing from the roots. Ling Huan no longer hesitated, rushed forward, grabbed Han Zhang and pulled him back. The two of them took a few steps back, feeling that the bright blue color was getting stronger. Soon, there were crackling sounds like firecrackers exploding, one after another, and the burst of light was so intense that it was blinding. They protected their eyes at the same time and waited for the burst of light to dissipate. At the same time, the huge tree was torn apart, torn into several pieces and pushed to the ground. The completely black wood began to slowly dissipate, turning into black carbon powder all over the floor. When he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of the trees at all.
Except for the deep holes in the ground and the recently collapsed wall.
The entire wall studded with trees collapsed, and Lord Ruyue pulled Xie Zhe, who was coughing, to poke his head out. And at the highest point where the bricks were gathered, the shadow of the fifth person appeared.
"Azhe! Lord Ruyue! Are you okay?"
Ling Huan ran forward, and Ru Yuejun signaled to her that the two of them were fine. But having said that, they all have some injuries. Although it wasn't serious, it could be seen that they had gone through a tough battle, and the exposed skin was covered in wounds and bruises. Xie Zhe shouted to her:
"do not come!"
"How……"
"Stay away from here!!"
Ling Huan soon figured out why he said that. From inside the collapsed wall, countless pairs of eyes stared at them. At that moment, Ling Huan felt terrified, and his legs were so weak that he almost forgot how to walk. Fortunately, Han Zhang reacted quickly and pulled her away from the ominous devil's cave.
"Don't go there! They can handle it themselves!"
After that, Xie Zhe and Ru Yuejun came to the open area. The puppets walked stiffly into the courtyard. There was nothing broken on them, only a few cracks appeared on the surface. They moved at an extremely slow speed, gradually filling the entire courtyard and surrounding several people. A rough estimate is that there are hundreds of them.
"Th-these are..."
"It's hard to explain," Xie Zhe stood next to Han Zhang, "They are both alive and dead... they can use magic."
"They are just simple spells, nothing more than trivial skills."
Although Lord Kisaragi said so, half of her arm was broken. There is no flesh and blood, but there is a section of gray bones, which makes people feel numb. For her, this shouldn't be too painful, but it does cause inconvenience in movement. The four of them reunited after a brief separation and looked at the self-evident common enemy.
Han Chang's face looked a bit off.
"You, you are..."
He looked at the one-eyed visitor for a while, his eyes full of things that were strange to his friend. Is it with anxious doubts or with surprise and trepidation? They had never seen Han Shang show such an expression. His tone was also not as calm and calm as before. He shouldn't be like this, it's not like him.
"You smell like warm wine!" He suddenly raised his voice, "Who are you?!"
Although it is a shocking question, in fact, the answer is self-evident. The eyes of several people looking at that man suddenly became as astonished as Han Chang had been before. Xie Zhe sighed secretly. He had not directly fought with this person just now, but he should have guessed the identity of the other person. Once his identity was almost completely confirmed, and when he thought about Mutsuki-kun... he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the hilt of his sword. And Mutsuki-kun's long hair, which he said was "kept as a souvenir," was still stuffed in their luggage.
"谰." Lord Ruyue revealed his identity.
"I thought it was obvious to you from the beginning."
"Where is he?!"
"Is this...the attitude of a fox asking for help?"
"answer my question!!"
I don’t know if it’s because my throat is really thirsty, or if I’m just being frivolous. Zhen picked up the wine bag attached to his waist and drank a few sips slowly, without answering his question. When he slowly moved his hand away from his mouth, he said:
"I don't think I've ever met your fox brother."
Full of lies and lies.
Needless to say, they all firmly believed that Chen must know the whereabouts of Wenjiu. Otherwise, how could he match the word "warm wine" in Han Chang's mouth with "Fox Brother"? What's even more annoying is that he probably said this on purpose. At this time, even Xie Zhe was a little angry. He first glanced at the puppets nearby. They were relatively quiet for the time being and had no intention of making any rash moves. Then, he moved his eyes to Chen's body, looked up and down, and said:
"You seriously injured my mentor, and you also used slanderous words to deceive my friend's brothers. We should settle these accounts with you now."
"Mentor?" Zhen looked slightly sideways, "Who is it?"
Lord Ruyue scolded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense to this bastard, it's just a waste of time. Anyway, this spiritual vein has been destroyed, and they can no longer use this place as a warehouse with peace of mind!"
The cold wind blows in waves, seeming to overflow from the holes in the ground where roots once took root. The courtyard now looks dark, and the dim moonlight falls softly on the ground. In the dim light, Zhen's expression was elusive.
"You seem to have made a mistake... I kindly tell you: this is not a warehouse."
"That's..." Ling Huan couldn't think of any other possibility.
"It's a 'flower shed'," Zhen replied seriously. "Don't you think they are waste products left by the Wuyong family that haven't had time to deal with? They will be sad if they know about it. Now, they are just flower buds. That's it... Weaker, full of hope, with infinite possibilities. We are not transporting it outwards, but transporting it inward. But thanks to you, this place can no longer be used. The entire mansion has been set up with appropriate formations It took a lot of effort to cultivate them..."
Xie Zhe knew very well that in order to avoid trouble, he would destroy the entire place including them.
"By the way, there's one thing that I'm a little concerned about." Chen rarely said more than before, "According to the information from my subordinates, there were supposed to be four of you... But now there are four, which seems to be different from the outdated information provided. There are some discrepancies in the description.”
After saying that, his eyes fell on Lord Ruyue.
