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Chapter VIII: Shishen, Onmyoji!

Chapter VIII: Shishen, Onmyoji!

The cold rut’s remarks caused shock among the water friends, but the cold rut did not explain too much. He called the house manager Yang Wudi to take care of it. Yang Wudi understood. After explaining it to the water friends, the water friends became even more uncomfortable.

Going out in a dark octave: “Fuck, it turns out that it was Nanguo Lingzi who wanted to steal our country’s cultural relics and smuggle it. Damn, the anchor killed him!”

The thunder in the sky shook: “Yes, it’s too f*ck too much, otherwise next time the anchor, you will simply go to the southern country to plan his ancestral grave!”

What kind of black do you mean by black: “However, the anchor should be more careful, after all, we are now a few enemies.”

…

Hanzhe smiled, “I understand what the friends of the water mean. Don’t worry, this tomb is not so peaceful. It’s a good thing for them to go in now. Look at it, everyone.”

After finishing talking, Hanzhe went straight in, and the more he walked in, the tunnel became narrower and narrower. It was not the same as usual. Hanzhe had something to say for a long time, and now he just didn’t vomit.

The cold track stopped, looked back at Long Lin, and said, “Do you think this tomb hallway is not right?”

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

“I always think it’s too rough. From the moment I stepped on this tunnel, I felt that this tomb was built temporarily. There were all kinds of things that should be there, but I didn’t see this tunnel.”

“That said, it seems like this. In the past, there would be murals and the like in the corridors, and here, let alone the murals, there is not a single lamp.” Long Lin also said her own when she heard Hanzhe say this. idea.

“Don’t be entangled, let’s go, I don’t believe that when we find the main burial chamber, we will not be clear about this?” said helplessly, and the bright flashlight shook in his hand.

“Huh, what’s that?” At the moment when the light dangled, Long Lin saw a strange thing, took the cold flashlight and looked it up carefully, only then found a small piece of paper pasted on the corridor. people.

The appearance of the little paper man is very weird. The traditional neon dress, which is a kimono, is painted on his body. The facial expressions are also very vivid, but the first impression that seems to give people is a fierce look, Long Lin Curiously walked over, wanting to take it down and take a closer look.

When Hanzhe saw the paper man, he felt something was wrong. He looked at Long Lin and walked towards the paper man as if lost in his mind. He was also anxious. Lin reacted, stepped back, and looked at the little paper man on the wall. Her heart was lingering. But then when she looked at the little paper man, the expression on the little paper man’s face changed. Laughing?

More than that, a series of children’s laughter sounded in the tunnel, laughed for a while and began to cry, and the facial expression of the little paper man also changed accordingly.

“What is it?” Hanzhe Tai’a was already holding it in his hand. “I don’t know, it’s a wicked one,” Long Lin pulled out Zhan Lu with a “chng” and looked at the little paper man.

Room manager Yang Wudi: “Hey, Lao Han, this thing is so familiar, how do I feel like I’ve seen it on TV.”

Going out black octave: “Eh, don’t tell me, I also think it’s a bit familiar, ah, I won’t remember it for a while.”

What kind of black do you mean by black: “Do you think this paper figure looks like a neon shikigami? The clothes painted are all neon kimonos.”

The thunder trembles in the sky: “Yes, it is the Shishen, this must be the Shishen left by a certain Onmyoji!”

…

Hanzhe saw the comments of the water friends and suddenly remembered the last time he saw this thing in a remote alley in the southern country. At that time, Sasaki had a taboo expression. He only said that it was a shikigami, so he pulled himself away.

“Shiki God, this is Shiki God!” Hanzhe looked at Long Lin and said.

“Shishen? Ah, I know, no wonder Ichiro Yamamoto dared to enter this tomb. I didn’t think there was an onmyoji inside!”

“Yes,” Hanzhe nodded slowly. The Neon Onmyoji is similar to some capable Taoist monks in this country. It is also a kind of monk. The Yin Qi is so strong before this ancient tomb has been entered. Since this Onmyoji is If you dare to lead the team in, you must be able to endure it.

Thinking of this, Hanzhe said, “Leaving this type of god, it seems that the Onmyoji also knows that we have also entered this ancient tomb. This is troublesome.”

“Don’t give us any trouble, just thank God,” Long Lin smiled bitterly, “Also, can this god get rid of it? It’s so noisy.”

“I’ll try,” Hanzhe read the sword art silently, and his finger turned the sword across the body of Tai’a’s sword, Tai’a glowed with a faint light, and there was a gossip looming at the tip of the sword.

Since the last time the gossip was wounded, I was hiding in this Tai’a sword. I haven’t seen it for a long time, and I’m almost forgotten by the shame.

A sword was swung, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, distorting the space and killing the Shijin on the wall. The sword qi swept across and the Shijin was turned into two parts. The sound of the tunnel disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, there was one. Green light rushed out of the shikigami that was broken in two.

“No, I’m going to run away by it.” In a hurry, Hanzhe threw Tai’a out of his hand. He missed a hit, and Long Lin could not stop him. Hanzhe had already given up, and suddenly Tai’a’s sword was part of the body. A white light flew out, and after chasing up, the green light was captured.

The water friends were stunned for a while, and the coldness was also a bit inexplicable.

Room manager Yang Wudi: “When did you still have the automatic tracking function? I haven’t seen you in a few days, Lao Han, are you making progress again?”

Going out black octave: “Let’s pull it down, why didn’t I find that it was the anchor who did it? Unlike, Tai’a has gotten out of his hands. If it fails, the anchor will be out of play.”

What black do you mean by black: “Right, it’s definitely not the anchor’s credit. Didn’t you even give up struggling without seeing our big anchor.”

The thunder shook in the sky: “Yes, is it possible that Tai’a has any hidden skills?”

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When Hanzhe saw the unknown friends, he was also funny, coughed twice, and laughed, “It looks like it is the credit of Fuxi’s gossip. This is really interesting.”

As soon as the voice fell, the white light swept across the green light and flew towards the cold rut. It stopped in front of the cold rut. It really was gossip. This gossip is not the same as before in the underground palace. Dozens of tiny white light chains firmly bound the green light inside.