The cold son of the bright moon in Qin Dynasty

"Third Master, it's not good! Many disciples have passed out." A disciple hurried in and found Zhang Liang. "What's going on?" Zhang Liang just stood up, feeling dizzy, then sat down on the chair all at once, supported his forehead, and shook his head vigorously.

"Junior Brother, what's wrong with us?" Yan Lu and Fu Nian walked over, they also felt extremely uncomfortable, and would pass out if they were not careful. "Maybe it's poisoned." Zhang Liang felt that he was breaking out in a cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked.

"Ah!" Shaoyu and Tianming fell to the ground and dropped the lunch box in their hands. "What's wrong with you?" Shi Lan also had a lunch box in her hand, suddenly her foot slipped and her head started to feel dizzy.

"What's wrong with us?" Shaoyu touched his forehead, feeling uncomfortable. "I don't know, this seems to be some kind of yin-yang spell." Shi Lan opened her palm and looked, there was indeed a black spot, and it began to spread into a line, stretching towards the heart.

"Hurry up, we can't let anyone enter Confucianism." Shi Lan ran over, although the speed was very fast, it was already much slower than before. "Little Zhi, Fatty Ding, how are you?" Tianming knew that these two people were secretly protecting him.

"We...we can't do it either." Robber Zhi and Shopkeeper Ding fell from the tree, also dizzy. "This is a vicious yin-yang curse seal, I can't undo it." Shi Lan was very anxious, how could it be like this?Who cast the spell?

"Let's go and see other Confucian disciples." Shaoyu propped up his body, and then walked inside. As soon as he entered the door of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, he found Confucian disciples lying upside down all over the floor.

"What's the matter?" Xunzi walked out holding on to the wall, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable. "Uncle, what's wrong with us?" Fu Nian also walked over clutching his chest.

"What should we do now?" Zhang Liang also appeared, and now all the active Confucian disciples gathered in the lobby, thinking about what to do next. "Could it be him?" Zhang Liang thought of what Tiaozilan said when he left, and it seemed that it was him. "I didn't expect our Confucian disciples to be hit by the curse of the Yin-Yang School?" Yan Lu gritted his teeth, he had to persevere, otherwise he would really fall into a coma.

"Shi Lan, what should we do now?" Shao Yu could only pin his hopes on Shi Lan. "I don't know how to decipher it." Shi Lan lowered her head. This curse seal is like a yin and yang phantom handprint, which can make a comatose person fall into an illusion, and then gradually lose herself, and finally commit suicide.

"Everyone must make sure that they don't fall into a coma, otherwise they may not be able to wake up and do things that are not good for them." Xunzi also felt that this was the vicious yin-yang illusory handprint of the Yin-Yang family, so he had to make sure that he would not pass out.

"Take this." Zhang Liang took out a dagger from his sleeve.

this?Everyone looked a little strange, did they want everyone to commit suicide? "Once you feel that you are dying and you are going to faint, then cut yourself a knife and use the pain to relieve yourself." Zhang Liang knew what they were thinking just now, and now he himself was speechless.

"Okay!" Shaoyu took the knife and slashed hard at his arm, then watched the blood flow out, and became more conscious.Shi Lan didn't speak, just took the knife and swiped it, blood poured out immediately, and she was relieved.

"This method is really good." Yan Lu also felt that he was much better. Everyone had some blood, and now they are basically better. "It hurts." Tianming clutched his arm, feeling that it really hurt. Although it was such a small cut, it really hurt.

"It's useless." Shaoyu glanced at him, even an old man like Xunzi is not afraid of pain, why is this person so afraid?Really useless.

"But it really hurts!" Tianming pursed his lips, feeling the burning pain. "Stop arguing, what should we do now?" Zhang Liang was mainly thinking about this. It seemed that the effect of the Yin-Yang Illusory Handprint hadn't been released at all, otherwise all the Confucian disciples would commit suicide.

"It depends on God's will." Xunzi meditated and said slowly.