Maoshan Little Taoist

Zhang Ming pushed Lin Xian twice with the hand holding the flashlight. Lin Xian knew that he was doing it on purpose, but he didn't bother with him, and silently took a step back to get out of the way.

Zhang Ming snorted coldly, turned on the flashlight and walked forward.Lin Xian took the camera and followed behind him.

The two of them walked forward together for a while, and in the lengthy tomb, the sound of the thick soles rubbing against the ground was exceptionally clear.

Zhang Ming and Lin Xian kept walking forward, but they found it strange that no matter how they walked, the road ahead seemed endless.

Zhang Ming took the flashlight and shook it, trying to see the surrounding scene clearly, but after he shook it, the flashlight of his mobile phone suddenly went out, Lin Xian only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and suddenly his eyes only I saw a flash of darkness.

"Damn it! No way, it's time to stop cooking?!" Zhang Ming was stimulated by the flashlight that suddenly stopped working. He flicked it twice, and couldn't help cursing, "That smelly old man still Dare to tell me that this is a high-end product, and it won’t work after just using it for a while, the street stalls I bought are better than it!”

Lin Xian's eyes buried in the darkness flashed helplessly when he heard his words. He felt that it was not time to complain about whether it was a high-end product or not. Something was wrong, and now after the flashlight was reimbursed, his feeling was even more obvious.

Lin Xian ignored Zhang Ming, who was thinking about it, and took out a talisman from the small bag on his body.This talisman was made by himself. Although the mana is not as powerful as his master's yellow talisman, it can still be used in this situation.

The talisman was sandwiched between Lin Xian's index finger and middle finger. Lin Xian recited a spell silently, and then, the talisman suddenly caught fire, and half of it burned.

Zhang Ming was taken aback by Lin Xian's sudden play. After he saw what Lin Xian made, he poked his head curiously and carefully looked at the burning talisman in Lin Xian's hand. .

At first glance, the talisman looks like a piece of burning paper, but as long as you observe it quietly for a few seconds, you will find its strangeness.The first half of the talisman was full of flames, and it looked like it was burning fiercely, but such a fierce fire showed no tendency to continue to spread at all.

Obviously it looked like it was burning very badly, but in fact it didn't burn all the way up.And the lower part of the charm held by Lin Xian couldn't even feel the temperature of the fire.

Zhang Ming looked miraculously, and raised his face outlined by the talisman fire, and asked in amazement, "My good boy, you really know a lot of things."

Lin Xian held the talisman paper in his left hand and raised the light slightly. He smiled and said to Zhang Ming, "When I was on the mountain before, my master took all the things that could illuminate the whole mountain to help us practice this as quickly as possible. Go, and then tell us that if we want to illuminate in the future, we can only learn to use the talisman by ourselves. The flashlight just suddenly went out, so I had to use this method."

Zhang Ming smiled when he heard "hehe", and his thin face like a black monkey leaned closer to the talisman, "Boy, don't tell me, your stuff is really good."

Lin Xian moved around with the talisman paper between his hands, and then looked at the surrounding environment with the light of the talisman fire. Although his eyes were not on Zhang Ming's side, he still responded to his words.

"Maoshan products must be high-quality products."

Zhang Ming pursed his lips when he heard it invisible, but soon he smiled and narrowed his eyes to stare at Lin Xian and replied, "Yes, yes, no one knows that Mao Shanzai's reputation is in the Tao. Today is also my luck. When I met you, a disciple of Maoshan, you..."

"Shh!"

Zhang Ming has been licking his face to give Lin Xian money. He just finished his sycophantic words, and when he was about to continue talking, Lin Xian suddenly raised a finger to signal him to be quiet.

Zhang Ming thought he had discovered something, so he hurriedly silenced the rest of his words. "Boy, what did you find?"

Lin Xian moved forward holding the talisman fire, "Listen carefully, there seems to be a sound in front."

"Is there?" Zhang Ming leaned slightly. Although he said doubtful words, he still tried to listen in peace of mind.

Neither of them spoke. For a moment of silence, both Zhang Ming and Lin Xian heard the slightest sound coming from the front.The voice was very soft, out of tune, and intermittent.

One high, one low, one soft, one heavy...

Lin Xian and Zhang Ming walked forward uncontrollably. The steps they landed were light or heavy, and the rhythm of each step coincided with the voice lingering in their ears.

"Bah!"

The talisman fire held between Lin Xian's fingers suddenly spread to his fingertips. Lin Xian was stunned by the scorching flames, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he seemed to think of something, and hit it with his backhand Zhang Ming's arm, and grabbed him forcefully. "Zhang Ming wake up, don't listen to that voice! Zhang Ming!"

Although Zhang Ming was pulled by Lin Xian, his expression was dull, and he didn't seem to be awakened by Lin Xian.

Lin Xiansheng dragged Zhang Ming to prevent him from going any further, he took out a piece of yellow paper from the small bag and pasted it on his forehead with one free hand.

Zhang Ming struggled to continue walking forward, and the arm held by Lin Xianyi tried to pull away.With a bitter face, Lin Xian gritted his teeth and held on to Zhang Ming's arm. The free hand was no longer idle, and hurriedly took out the cinnabar from the small bag to draw a talisman.

However, just when he fumbled out the cinnabar with his right hand and was about to take it out, Zhang Ming suddenly seemed to be furious. He hugged Zhang Ming's arm with both hands sideways, and pulled it hard.

After pushing and pulling several times, the cinnabar box in Lin Xian's hand fell, and Lin Xian couldn't catch it even if he wanted to, and he couldn't pick it up when he watched it fall to the ground.

Although Zhang Ming is small, he is very nimble. After several struggles, his slender hands trapped Lin Xian. His legs also unceremoniously clamped Lin Xian's waist. On Lin Xian.

Lin Xian swung his body vigorously, trying to shake Zhang Ming off, but this person was like a dog skin plaster.

"Hey! Zhang Ming, wake up! Wake up!" Lin Xian shouted at Zhang Ming.After the struggle just now, the talisman fire in his hand was thrown to the ground, and the big package that Zhang Ming had always regarded as a treasure and basically never left his body was also thrown aside.

It was the first time for Lin Xian to experience such a "shameless" style of play. He had nothing to do with Zhang Ming, and at the same time he regretted that he chose to go to the grave with him.

He also said that he is a good player in the fight, and now he has become such a ghost at such a young age, he looks capable there!

Lin Xian's hands were tightly bound by Zhang Ming's arms to the sides of his body, and he couldn't move his legs. He couldn't kick Zhang Ming, who was pinching his waist with his legs. It slammed into Zhang Ming's head.

Hearing a "bang", Lin Xian's brain was shaken, and there were snowflakes in front of his eyes.He was dizzy for a while, and when Zhang Ming was hit by him and the armbands were not so tight, he quickly twisted his arms and grabbed the clothes on Zhang Ming's back, and then used all his strength to remove the plaster from his body tear off.

The moment Zhang Ming was taken down, Lin Xian didn't wait for a breath, he quickly raised his finger to his mouth and bit the pulp of the finger with his teeth.

Bright red blood spilled from his fingertips. Lin Xian pointed his finger at Zhang Ming who rushed towards him, and then quickly drew a symbol in the air. Zhang Ming was frozen in place. After a few seconds, Lin Xian let out a low heck "Break!" Zhang Ming's frantically struggling body suddenly became quiet as if clockwork had finished.