After hearing this, Yan Yun and Xia Huai woke up as if from a dream. They stopped watching the excitement, bypassed the people and animals who were still fighting, and walked towards the house.
That Qilin's duty was to guard the house, which naturally included preventing outsiders from intruding. When he saw this, he wanted to step forward to stop him. However, faced with Lu Jing's violent blows, he was unable to climb out. The pit underfoot.
In the end, I could only watch as Yan Yun and Xia Huai opened the door.
The house was in a mess, with papers and drawings scattered all over the floor. In addition, there were some daily clothes and other things, all indicating that the owner of this place left in a hurry.
And the way he left was obvious.
I saw a large pit with a diameter of one foot in the northeast corner of the house. It must have been dug out by something.
Yan Yun and Xia Huai looked at each other, then picked up the oil lamp on the table and jumped into the deep pit.
After chasing about thirty steps forward, the terrain began to rise again. Yan Yun climbed out of the hole and found that he had arrived outside the Miao member's home.
Not far away, there was a scarab beetle, which was about the same size as a calf, carrying a young man on its back and escaping.
Yan Yun used Qing Gong, and within a few ups and downs, he was already in front of the scarab beetle.
The young man above looked shocked when he saw Yan Yun, and hurriedly patted the scarab beetle on the back to make it turn around. As a result, he saw Xia Huai coming from behind.
The young man gritted his teeth and took out another brush from his arms. He started painting on the back of the scarab beetle without using any drawing paper.
But before he started writing, he heard the woman in front of him say calmly, "Are you still going to fight stubbornly at this time?"
A flash of panic flashed across the young man's face when he heard this, but he quickly regained his composure, "Are you also here to get the pen? Unfortunately, this pen was given to me by a god. He said that I will definitely become a painting saint in the future. And only I can use this pen."
"I don't know if you will become a painting saint in the future, but you have caused a lot of trouble with this money, so it is better to leave it to us."
Yan Yun said, "Also, where is your teacher Ma Liang now?"
The young man didn't answer, but just picked up a pen and drew something hastily. Yan Yun sighed when he saw this, and popped out a small pebble he had picked up in the pit before.
The stone hit the young man's wrist, causing pain in his right hand. Not only did he stop painting, but he could no longer hold the brush in his hand and dropped it to the ground.
The young man was so shocked that he didn't care that the beetle's back was quite high off the ground, so he jumped down without hesitation. After landing, he fell on his butt, but he quickly got up and reached out to grab the pen.
However, before his fingertips touched the pen holder, the brush had been picked up from the ground by a long sword and fell into Yan Yun's hand.
"Give me back my pen!" the boy screamed angrily.
Yan Yun frowned and reached out to tap several acupuncture points on his body, but because he wanted to ask him about Ma Liang's whereabouts, he did not seal his dumb acupoints.
So I heard the young man cursing loudly, begging and crying, hoping that Yan Yun could return the pen to him.
Seeing Xia Huai on the side looking eager to try, Yan Yun said, "Is there any way you can make him answer the question honestly?"
"Well, I just learned a talisman yesterday, maybe I can give it a try." Xia Huai nodded.
"So there is Miss Laushar."
Yan Jun threw the young man to Xia Huai, who took out a talisman from his arms and pasted it on the young man's forehead, and then Xia Huai put a finger on the young man's forehead.
He muttered softly in his mouth, "The morning is full of mist, the gods and ghosts enter the body, and there are thousands of scenes, just keep abreast and adapt."
After saying that, the young man was shaken, but then he continued to yell and curse.
So Xia Huai recited the mantra again, but it still had no effect.
Yan Yun said softly, "But there is something wrong with the talisman?"
"There should be nothing wrong with the talisman. I just tried it yesterday." Xia Huai seemed a little puzzled. He paused and explained, "This talisman actually helps people practice. It trains the mind by creating illusions in the mind. Fu Qi.
"However, if it is used on ordinary people, as long as they are not very determined, they will basically be affected, and they will involuntarily recall the shameful things in their hearts. In other words, as long as people who have done something bad will be affected by this talisman , will be ashamed.
"Or is it that although he is only eleven or twelve years old, his heart is already as solid as a rock?"
Xia Huai looked at the young man's face again. Judging from the latter's reaction when he first saw them, although the reaction was quick, it was obvious that he was not calm and his mind should not be mature to this extent.
Yan Yun's heart moved, but she thought of some possibility. Her expression changed slightly and she said, "No, it's Jin Chan's plan to escape from his shell."
"What do you mean?" Xia Huai still didn't react.
"The kid probably painted himself before escaping," Yan Yun expressed his guess. "Let him and the scarab beetle in the painting distract us, while he himself took the opportunity to slip away."
"Are you saying that what we have in our hands is just a painting, so my talisman has no effect?" Xia Huai was surprised.
"That's probably the case," Yan Yun said, "but he shouldn't have escaped yet, and we can still catch up."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a familiar voice behind her again, "There's no need to chase him, I've already caught him."
But it was Lu Jing who carried someone out from the other corner of the courtyard wall.
After Yan Yun and Xia Huai jumped into the hole, he also made a truce with the unicorn that was about to be smashed into the center of the earth.
Although the latter was very unhappy about being photographed so wildly by Lu Jing, he had not forgotten the business of keeping his house in check.
Seeing Lu Jing retreating away from the courtyard, it did not move to pursue him. It just growled twice and continued to guard in front of the house, preventing outsiders from entering.
As for Lu Jing having completed the containment plan, there was naturally no reason to continue fighting with it.
After that, he put on his clothes, put on his basket again, and followed the voices of Yan Jun and Xia Huai outside the courtyard and rushed here.
As a result, I heard a movement in the grass on the way. I turned around and saw a sneaky figure.
It was a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, carrying a small bag, and ran away as soon as he saw Lu Jing.
Unfortunately, he only took two steps before he was grabbed by the back of the neck by Lu Jing. Lu Jing didn't distinguish between him and the man who was stopped by Yanjun Xia Huai not far away, who was real and who was fake, so he just shot him anyway. I caught him directly, and I also scanned the area and didn't see any suspicious people.
Only then did he come to meet Yan Yun and Xia Huai.
