I breathed heavily and stared at Zhang Er's hands.
His cloth bag was obviously the same as the one I used to put the books in. It was waterproof, and the scarlet rice was still stained with blood and extremely sticky.
And his energy is getting fuller and fuller. Apart from the embarrassment in his clothes, his whole person has recovered to a certain extent.
Twenty-five essences are longevity. If the twenty-five essences are abundant, the yang life will be sufficient. If the twenty-five essences are lacking, not only will life be short, but people will also be very tired.
Blood is the essence of human beings. At this moment, I discovered that I had seen through a hint of the principle of stealing life.
But there are still details, such as the runes on the longevity bowl, which are things we don't know.
The craftsman had studied those talismans but did not get any results.
While thinking, I took out the mourning stick again in my hand.
"Uncle Zhang, this is Yangjiang. Do you still remember how we met for the first time?" My voice was almost hoarse.
Zhang Er squinted his eyes slightly, and his expression suddenly became much colder.
"Master Feng introduced you to me. I'll give you a pen and a Tiangan inkstone. You teach me to believe in Feng Shui and destiny." I said word by word.
"Without your advice and teachings, I couldn't have broken Yangjiang's trap with an umbrella, and many people would have died in Neiyang City."
"You have saved people, but you are so obsessed with Onmyoji. Are you so obsessed that you can kill people without blinking an eye?" At this point, my eyes were red and burning, and I couldn't hide the emotional fluctuations in my heart.
"Are you going to preach to me? Are you going to preach like Li Yinyang did back then, or like Yuan Huashao did? Li Yinyang will say that my nature is not suitable, and Yuan Huashao might lie to me to die." Zhang Er shook his head, his voice became louder. It's sarcastic.
He put away the cloth bag containing Shoumi, holding a Tiangan inkstone in one hand, and a seemingly ordinary pen in the other hand, but I knew very well that the pen Zhang Er used must not be simple.
"It's neither. I've already told you. You have to atone for your sins. Mr. Yin atones for his sins in Ji Niang Village. You have to atone for what you have done. You have to give an explanation for those innocent lives!" I He calmed down and scolded sternly.
"Hahahaha! Account? Atonement? It seems that you want to hand me over to Yang Cha. Do you know what show I am watching?" Zhang Er said coldly: "I know those Yang Cha were sent by you. Look. You came here to make me relax my vigilance. Even though I knew there was a problem, I still let Yang Cha act as usual and follow the path I arranged. But do you know that they will not survive tonight? I have prepared a sufficient number of people to light candles, enough Let them collide and kill each other!"
Zhang Er's words made my heart even colder.
People light candles to attack evil spirits, and Yang Cha has a gun in his hand. If something really goes wrong, then it will be a big mess.
But my expression didn't change much, I just shook my head.
Zhang Er's expression also changed. He frowned and said coldly: "Sixteen, are you still pretending to be calm? You are not panicked after so many deaths?"
"Oh? Or, have you prepared any backup plans?" Zhang Er suddenly asked.
I didn't answer him anymore, but stepped forward suddenly, shouted loudly, and swung the mourning stick in my hand towards Zhang Er!
"A slap in the face!" My voice almost broke.
Zhang Er's face was gloomy. He didn't dodge, but suddenly raised the pen in his hand and drew towards me!
His movements seemed like he was trying to draw a talisman!
However, he and I, and the position where Li Yinyang drew the talisman were different.
If it were Li Yinyang and I, we would definitely focus on the point where the opponent's attack is most ferocious.
Use the fate of Mr. Yin Yang to protect you, and then use special talismans to block it.
But Zhang Er is not Mr. Yin-Yang. He is at most a Feng Shui Mr., who has been haunted by Mr. Yin-Yang.
How could he know anything about yin-yang magic? How could he use a pen to directly place talismans?
The doubt lasted only for a moment.
I saw Zhang Er's body suddenly turned to the side, just avoiding my stick, and the pen in his hand quickly fell to the back of my hand.
I didn't pause, and I didn't care about him at all. The blow to the head failed and I hit him again to the side.
This blow went straight to Zhang Er's chest, and he would definitely be severely injured.
The pen is about to be written down at the same time!
Suddenly, I felt a strong fright!
The next moment, Zhang Er's body suddenly tilted, and his whole person seemed to have lost his balance and fell backward.
When he fell down, the mourning stick just hit his shoulder.
There was a muffled click, Zhang Er grunted, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The pen in his hand suddenly flew towards another location and fell to the ground with a "pop!"
This scene made me confused for the first moment, but I reacted immediately and felt chills in my heart.
I stared at the pen and said dumbly: "Can it kill me?".
Before I finished speaking, I swung the mourning stick again, and with this stick, I struck Zhang Er's leg!
Will Zhang Er, an old fox, suddenly fall down?
The only explanation is that the pen can kill me if it touches me, so I feel frightened, so under the protection of fate, he will fall down inexplicably.
Zhang Er's face was extremely gloomy.
His legs suddenly retracted, his arms supported the ground, and he rolled to the side, dodging my blow again.
I raised my hand again and struck him hard!
He dodged once again and quickly got up from the ground.
With a backhand, he took out the broken copper sword from before and slashed it towards my hand!
This copper sword has the poison of Corpse Head Mushroom on it.
I immediately thought that the poison of the corpse head mushroom should also be on the pen just now.
I stopped my momentum and retreated suddenly, dodging Zhang Er's attack.
I staggered back a few steps, stabilized my body, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Zhang, the pen in Mr. Yin-Yang's hand can kill people's misfortunes, but Mr. Feng Shui doesn't have this ability, even if you dyed the pen with Corpse Head Mushroom. Poison, if you want to use poison to kill someone, that's just your imagination."
"You've missed a lot of things. If you hadn't behaved like this, I wouldn't have given Tianyuan Xiangshu a deep bun." I said seriously and firmly. And in these words, I made a pun, which also had a purpose!
Zhang Er's expression suddenly changed again.
In addition to the embarrassment of being exposed by me, his body trembled violently.
As I spoke, I also adjusted my breathing, stepped forward again, and swung another blow to the head!
At the same time, I shouted: "Maybe Uncle Zhang, you don't know Tianyuan Xiangshu, but you should know Jiang Pan! He is a good friend of my ancestor Li Yinyang and my ancestor's grandma He Fei!"
"What you want is not actually the earth phase, but because you can't find the yin and yang technique! You want the Yuan's yin and yang technique, and this Tian Yuan phase technique must be what you crave!"
I spoke very quickly, and when I finished speaking, I was approaching Zhang Er again.
Zhang Er's eyes turned red instantly. He suddenly raised his hand, and the Tiangan Inkstone hit the mourning stick I swung!
