Han Changmu rubbed his rough hands and smiled hoarsely: "If you break the formation and get out, you will return to normal."
But Yao Yao shook his head, waved his hand, and said distressedly: "That's not what I'm worried about. What I'm worried about is that I can't hold the sword, use the shadowless threads, and how to destroy those thin threads."
Han Changmu stood up on his knees, but his old body still shook unavoidably.
Seeing this, Yao Yao hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said with a joking smile: "Look, the age difference is ten years. You can't tell it when you are young, but you will notice the difference when you are old. No matter how good your martial arts are, old man It’s useless.”
Han Changmu felt that what he said sounded like a family, like an old couple. He smiled and said: "Fortunately, I can return to normal after breaking the formation. If not, I would really drag me out with your fingers."
Yao Yao smiled, glanced at the thin threads, and said hoarsely: "It should be easier to break the formation once those lights are gone."
Although they said this, the two of them felt a little uneasy, and they supported each other and walked to the "Spider Web".
After taking a closer look, I realized that the twenty puppets floating quietly in mid-air had become brighter red, and the red streaks exuded a compelling evil aura.
It seems that after receiving the longevity of these two people, the evil spirit of these puppets becomes even stronger.
The two of them raised their swords tremblingly and struck at the thin threads together.
After two clanging sounds, two shallow marks were indeed left on the filament.
The two looked at each other, and as expected they had shaken the "spider webs", but they were old now and their hands were weak, so it would take a very long time to "break the spider webs".
The two of them swung their swords roundly, giving the impression of shirtless men forging iron, and the sword blades landed in the same place one after another.
There was a clanking sound, and the filament snapped into two pieces. One piece retracted into the wall, while the other piece dragged the puppet and hit the ground heavily.
When the puppet landed, it made a huge baby cry, and a crack extended from the puppet's head to the sole of its foot, but it did not crack.
The two of them were panting, resting for a while with their arms crossed, and then raised their swords to chop at another thin thread.
After cutting another filament and destroying a puppet, the two looked at each other, took a deep breath, and continued to rest.
"Oh, let me go, why are you two so old?" Suddenly, a very familiar laughter came from behind the two of them. Han Changmu and Yao Yao both turned around and saw a man holding a yellow-orange bell in one hand and carrying a long bag in the other. Jian, standing in the yard with a smile.
This man's face was the same color as a purple eggplant, and the winter jacket he was wearing was the same color as Suxue. When he smiled, he showed a pair of brilliant white teeth, which made his face shine with black and purple.
Han Changmu and Yao Yao exclaimed in unison: "Bao Cheng, why is it you?"
It turned out that this man had a coat as black as charcoal, and he actually returned to Chang'an from Hexi.
After Han Changmu returned to Chang'an, he also checked Bao Cheng's origins. He was indeed from the Bao family of Yiyangfang. No matter how good you are on the scientific examination list, your future is still boundless.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Bao Cheng with an increasingly unkind expression.
Why does this person suddenly appear here, and what is his relationship with these cases.
Thinking of this, Han Changmu suddenly became stern and asked coldly: "Why did Mr. Bao enter this place?"
Bao Cheng fearlessly shrugged his shoulders: "I'm here to find you. Stop talking about it now and come out with me quickly."
Han Changmu frowned and couldn't believe Bao Cheng: "If you don't explain how you got in, we won't go out with you."
Bao Cheng smiled, raised his eyes sarcastically, and walked Han Changmu from head to toe, and then from foot to head. He turned around and looked at Yao Yao with a smile: "Miss A Yao, do you want to come with me?"
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Can you return to your original state after you go out?"
Bao Cheng nodded: "Yes, if it's later, I won't be sure."
Yao Yao ran up to Bao Cheng in a sprint, nodding as if he was dozing off. His gray hair was fluttering in the wind, which was very annoying: "Let's go, let's go with you."
Bao Cheng stood with his arms folded and looked at Han Changmu with a smile: "Young envoy Han, do you want to stay here? The coffin and the tree on the tomb are ready, so there is no need to regret it."
Han Changmu looked at Bao Cheng's white teeth and felt so angry that he wanted to punch them away with his fist.
He thought for a while, only by going out and returning to his original state can he beat Bao Cheng to pieces, right?
He walked over slowly and regained his composure. The wrinkles on his face didn't even tremble. He licked his white hair and showed off the cold demeanor of a person in power. He said calmly: "Let's go."
Bao Cheng originally thought that Han Changmu would relent and say a nice word, but he didn't want to beg someone so confidently. He laughed angrily and couldn't say a word. He rang a bell with one hand and waved a sword with the other.
Jingle bells, jingle bells, the clear ringtone is like a magic sound, echoing in the empty surroundings.
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment.
This big rope jumps well and the bells ring well.
The three people's eyes flashed, and the ringing of the bells still lingered, and they heard exclamations one after another.
"My lord is back."
"Sir, are you okay?"
"My lord, my lord, what's going on inside?"
Yao Yao was still dizzy and dizzy when he received another painful blow.
They were all asking adults, why didn’t anyone ask her?
"Miss Ayao, are you okay?" A concerned voice came from her ear.
Yao Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an eggplant purple face with neat white teeth.
Well, although my face is a bit darker, my skills are pretty good. I came out after ringing the bell a few times, and I'm pretty good at talking to each other.
She took a deep breath and said with a calm smile: "Nothing happened. Thank you Mr. Bao for helping me."
Bao Cheng smiled and waved his hand, hesitating to speak, but in the end he didn't ask anything and went to collect the things that fell from the white wall.
Han Changmu, along with Yao Yao and his party, sorted out the physical evidence found in the temple and prepared to take them back to the Department of Internal Security.
Bao Cheng had finished packing, and he put a small baggage under his creaking nest. He slapped Yao Yao with his shoulder and said in a low voice: "Hey, where are you going in a moment?"
Yao Yao was sorting out and recording the details of the property certificates, and said with a smile: "First send these things back to the Department of Internal Health, and then go home."
"Go home," Bao Cheng held up a lamp to illuminate Yao Yao and asked, "Where is your home?"
Yao Yao paused slightly with the pen in his hand, lowered his head and muttered: "I really don't know how to chat."
Bao Cheng asked blankly: "What did you say?"
Yao Yao wrote quickly and said without raising his head: "It's nothing. I'll talk about it later. I'm busy."
Bao Cheng rubbed the back of his head, then turned to look for Han Changmu: "Young Envoy Han, where are you going in a moment?"
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, standing with his hands behind his hands, watching the internal guards coming in and out carrying physical evidence, and said indifferently: "First send the physical evidence to the Internal Security Department, and then go home."
Bao Cheng was choked with discomfort and remained silent for a long time. Finally he muttered: "Who are these people?"
Han Changmu didn't hear clearly, so he turned around and asked, "What did Mr. Bao say?"
Bao Cheng looked up at the night and smiled very sincerely: "Well, Mr. Han, you see the curfew is now over and I have nowhere to go. Can I go home with you?"
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, thinking that the meal he promised Yao Yao, and taking another person back would only be a pair of bamboo chopsticks, nothing much, so he nodded and said concisely: "Okay."
"Oh yeah." Bao Cheng jumped up, clenched his fists, cheered, turned around and left. After taking a few steps, he stopped and said, "Well, where will Miss A Yao go soon?"
Han Changmu didn't think anything of it and said, "She will also go to my house later."
Bao Cheng asked in a mysterious and low voice: "Master Han, is Miss A'ao also from your Internal Security Department?"
Han Changmu glanced at Baocheng and said nothing, but the scrutinizing gaze still made his scalp tingle.
Bao Cheng quickly untied the sign and handed it to Han Changmu, vowing: "Master Han, I am not a bad person."
Han Changmu looked at the words on the sign and glanced at Bao Cheng: "No wonder you can jump rope. It turns out you are from Qimen."
Bao Cheng blushed instantly, and said with a pale face, "I'm not a big rope jumper, I'm a Qimen Warlock, a Warlock, do you know Qimen Dunjia?"
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows, deliberately wanting to get angry and retaliate for the mockery just now: "I have never heard of Qimen Dunjia."
"You, me." Bao Cheng stamped his foot angrily, turned around, and saw Yao Yao walking over. He quickly grabbed her and asked, "Miss A Yao, Qi Men, Qi Men, have you heard of it?"
"I've heard of it." Yao Yao nodded blankly.
Han Changmu's face was pale and he coughed lightly.
Yao Yao looked up and guessed what he meant.
Bao Cheng asked again: "Then, Qi Men Dun Jia, do you know, Qi Men Dun Jia?"
Yao Yao suppressed a smile and said with a serious face: "How to write the word escape?"
With a puff, Han Changmu laughed out loud.
Bao Cheng's dark face turned purple, making his eyes shine like stars. He snorted heavily, crossed his arms tightly and turned his head.
Yao Yao suppressed his smile and said seriously: "Qimen, it is the most mysterious place in the Imperial College. It is said that there are thousands of Qimen, and the leader is responsible for eradicating the evil evil arts in the world. He is the most powerful. Then you are his The disciples are naturally very powerful."
Bao Cheng smiled in his heart, this girl was pretty good at flattering her, but she didn't show any of it on her face. She just snorted: "That's pretty much it."
Yao Yao curled his lips, it was quite easy to coax, and continued to smile: "Well, Mr. Bao, Mr. Han will treat me to a twilight meal later, I will lend you flowers to offer to the Buddha, and treat you to a drink, as a thank you for saving my life, how about it?"
This was what Bao Cheng was waiting for. He raised his eyebrows, slightly curved his eyes, and said with bright eyes: "Okay, it's settled."
Yao Yao smiled and said: "It's hard to chase a horse."
Han Changmu was left alone, frowning and thinking, this is like trying to take advantage of a wealthy family. Should he add more water to the wine?
While the three people were chatting, the guards had already packed and tied up all the evidence and were waiting outside the temple.
