"Beep...bang...dong...kaka"
There was a lively sound of gongs and drums, as if they were getting married.
Cui Yueyue looked around inexplicably, wondering what was going on.
Not far away, several black figures quickly approached, and there were eight ghosts in total, each wearing a black and white robe and each playing a different musical instrument.
Cui Yueyue blinked, very confused about the appearance of this team.
What he doesn't understand now is whether this is related to Yu Xiaolong.
Seeing Yu Xiaolong's expressionless face, Cui Yueyue already got the answer.
It looked like a wedding ceremony with gongs and drums, but he knew very well that this was definitely not ordinary.
Cui Yueyue stood motionless under the protection of the golden cube, keeping alert and watching the eight ghosts who were gradually approaching.
After a while, the opponent was approaching, with eight ghosts standing in eight directions surrounding Cui Yueyue.
The lively sound of musical instruments was always playing. Although it was not so pleasant, Cui Yueyue did not notice anything unusual.
He had no idea what kind of spell it was, having never seen or heard of it.
But he knew very well that as a ghost, Yu Xiaolong always had unexpected things from the underworld appearing.
Cui Yueyue quietly took a step to the side, and the eight ghosts also moved a step at the same time, as if they were one unit without any delay.
With a "pop" sound, Cui Yueyue flew into the air. Unexpectedly, eight ghosts flew up simultaneously like gods, always surrounding him.
He frowned, fell to the ground, and ran quickly to the side. The eight ghosts were still moving around him.
Soon, Cui Yueyue found that she could not take a step forward, as if there was a transparent wall blocking her.
He flew in another direction, but soon he couldn't take another step.
Cui Yueyue panicked in her heart and quickly moved in another direction, but the result was still the same, and soon she could no longer move forward.
After trying many times in different directions, Cui Yueyue finally discovered that from the starting position, no matter which direction you go, you can only walk up to sixty-four steps.
Even if it flies upward, it is only sixty-four steps high.
Other than that, the eight ghosts had been playing strange music without any other movements or attacks.
He looked at Yu Xiaolong, who was standing quietly not far away, but it could be seen that he was silently reciting something and his fingers were slowly changing their fingering techniques.
"Yu Xiaolong, what the hell are you doing! No fight, no fight, what does this mean?" Cui Yueyue shouted.
"Haha... Cui Yueyue, this is the first time I have used this move, and I am testing it. I'm afraid of hurting you, so I'm just using it at the minimum now." Yu Xiaolong said expressionlessly.
"That's all I can do, pretend to be a ghost!" Cui Yueyue snorted coldly.
The corners of Yu Xiaolong's mouth raised slightly, and he quickly changed another fingering method in his hand.
The music played by the eight ghosts suddenly slowed down, and then turned into very melodious music.
It was completely different from the lively music just now. The music this time was like mountain streams and birds chirping in the forest. It sounded very comfortable, as if all worries had been forgotten. It's like floating above thousands of miles of clouds and walking through the majestic mountains, which makes people feel no sorrow at all.
Cui Yueyue stood there with her eyes closed, shaking her body slightly, enjoying the sound, forgetting the place at this time.
He closed his eyes slightly and shook his head sleepily, as if he were a puppet being manipulated, without any consciousness of his own.
A few minutes later, Cui Yueyue suddenly trembled all over, opened her eyes and looked around in shock.
Yu Xiaolong's spell was interrupted, his whole body shook and he frowned.
Not far away, a dark figure gradually appeared, standing there quietly, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and whispering Sanskrit in his mouth.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Cui Yueyue came back to her senses and shouted loudly.
"Yueyue, your mind was controlled by evil spells. Fortunately, I came here in time." The old man said slowly.
Cui Yueyue was shocked, gritted her teeth and looked at Yu Xiaolong and asked: "How dare you use evil magic to control me! Shameless person!"
Yu Xiaolong snorted coldly: "Joke! What is evil magic? What you can't resist becomes evil magic? Also, who is that person?"
"Amitabha, poor monk Bai Xinyun." The old man said with his hands clasped together.
Cui Yueyue stretched her whole body and returned to normal state. She walked up to the other party and said, "Thank you, eminent monk, for your help!"
Yu Xiaolong squinted his eyes and said: "We are just competing. You have a helper. How do you count? Are you shameless? In that case, I can also find a helper?"
Bai Xinyun said: "Donor, it's normal to have a discussion, but it's just a matter of key points. But the benefactor just used evil magic to control other people's minds. Why is this?"
Yu Xiaolong snorted: "Why, you have to use magic in the competition? If you control his mind, you have defeated him, but you accuse me of using magic when you have no ability? You know his name, and you are protecting him like this, you are his bodyguard, right?" ? Is this interesting? The dignified young master of the Cui family cheated. Wouldn’t it be a joke if word spread? "
"Shut up! What kind of cheating is this? It's actually a sparring match. If you use magic to control me, doesn't it make me a lamb to be slaughtered? What if you take action? Monk Xinyun rescued me in time, but you are still reasonable? You also said that although the Tianxin sect is pitiful, you are still the leader, and you are doing this?" Cui Yueyue gritted her teeth and cursed.
"Yueyue, the reputation of ordinary people is just an illusion. Don't worry about it too much. It's his business to do this to the leader. Don't worry too much, Amitabha." Bai Xinyun said.
Yu Xiaolong knitted his brows together, pointed at him and said, "Old bald donkey, don't do this. Anyway, we are competing, and you come out to help. Isn't it embarrassing?"
Cui Yueyue said with a smile: "Senior Monk Xinyun protected my safety at the critical moment, what else was wrong? Who knows if a person like you would change his mind and take action secretly? What, do you want to try with him?"
"Hahahaha~ Want me to fight with your bodyguard? Sorry, he is not qualified." Yu Xiaolong waved his hand.
"Hey~ I'm not the leader, how can I be qualified? Master leader, you are really of noble status." Cui Yueyue said sarcastically.
Bai Xinyun clasped his hands together and said, "As for the donor, I am willing to ask for advice."
"Tch~ don't say I bullied you." Yu Xiaolong said disapprovingly.
"Amitabha, the poor monk and the donor are just discussing and communicating, that's all." Bai Xinyun said with his hands clasped together.
Yu Xiaolong waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I don't have time to play with you now. I still have things to do. Let's do it next time."
"That's fine, go ahead and do your work, coward."
Cui Yueyue snorted coldly and said: "Senior Monk, let's go, it's boring."
"Amitabha." Bai Xinyun nodded slightly.
Watching them all go away, Yu Xiaolong felt as frustrated as if he had eaten a fly.
"Wait!" he shouted.
Cui Yueyue and Bai Xinyun stopped and looked back at him.
"Let's compare, come on, old bald donkey." Yu Xiaolong stood firm with a smile.
"Amitabha...the donor is willing to teach me, and the poor monk is grateful." Bai Xinyun said, but looked in another direction.
Cui Yueyue looked at him inexplicably, and reminded him: "Senior Monk, what are you doing?"
"The donor opposite is just a shadow, but his true body is on the other side, Amitabha." Bai Xinyun said slowly.
Yu Xiaolong appeared from the other side and looked at the other party with a stern look.
He didn't expect that Bai Xinyun could see through his trick easily and simply.
Yu Xiaolong secretly thought, this person is by no means simple.
