When the buzzing passed and the sesame-like black in front of his eyes slowly faded away, Xavier Xue realized something was wrong ------ The ground beneath him was paved with bluestone slabs. If he moved, he could rub against a patch of dark green. moss. Apparently, he fell to the ground, and the bald donkey that had been pinching him was gone.
Not just the bald donkey, he turned around and scanned around, but Lawrence Master was nowhere to be found. The house behind him was still there, but it had a door and a face, and there were fine wood carvings on the door. It looked like it was not the place where that fool Leo Liu lived, so he naturally didn't expect Jasper Jiang and the others to be in the house. .
In fact, the place where he stayed was extremely quiet, and he couldn't hear a faint human voice. It's like an empty mansion with a deep courtyard but silence.
"What the hell is this place?" Xavier Xue muttered.
His current situation is a bit worrying. If it were someone else who was left in such a quiet place, they could at least take a few steps around to see what was going on. However, Xavier Xue couldn't do it. He was half paralyzed and couldn't walk.
The paper-skinned Uncle Xue simply spread himself out, drying out the creases on his body, with his hands on the ground, shaking his head and admiring the scenery ------- In addition to the room behind him, there was another room on his left hand side. There are old vines running along the wall, and a shady tree whose branches just stick out from the top of the wall. To the right is the corridor and courtyard wall. Through a narrow door, you can vaguely see a small garden inside the mansion.
Just looking at this corner, you can tell that this is a carefully decorated mansion, but if there is not even half a person in the mansion, it will be a little scary.
Fortunately, Xavier Xue is an experienced master. No matter how scary the scene is, there is nothing scary in his opinion. He just needs to be careful when dealing with it.
"The front is south, the back is north..." Appreciating the scenery was not aimless. Xavier Xue looked around, roughly judging from the growth of moss on the stone slabs, the direction of the old vines' branches, and the orientation of the house. The general direction was determined.
If I'm not mistaken, his location is the northeast corner of the house.
Northeast corner...
Xavier Xue hissed: "It sounds familiar..."
If he is still in Lawrence Master's mansion, then the northeast corner is the house of Lawrence Master's youngest son Liu Jin who almost drowned.
The buzzing sound heard before seemed to come from this direction.
Is there what he's looking for? !
Xavier Xue was startled and sat up straight. He listened with bated breath for a while, but he didn't hear any sound at all, let alone such a special buzzing.
He swept away a piece of moss in front of him, curled his lips in disgust, and then lay down on the ground. This time, he finally heard a very slight movement. But the strange thing is that the movement is sometimes close and sometimes far away, but there is no fixed point.
In addition, it is so subtle that it is almost impossible to catch it if you are distracted. This kind of teasing and running away, teasing and running away again made Xavier Xue extremely impatient. After listening to it for a while, his temper got angry. He wanted to tear up the whole place and go straight down to stir up the trouble.
It's a pity that he can't turn over the body made of tattered paper even if he wants to.
Just when he was feeling quite agitated, a gust of wind suddenly slipped in through the carved window at the base of the wall. The wind in winter is still somewhat strong no matter how small it is. Xavier Xue, who was used to taking advantage of the east wind, would naturally not miss this opportunity. He immediately spread his paper to catch the wind.
In the blink of an eye, he was stirred by the wind.
Xavier Xue took the opportunity to grab a tendril on the old vine, and with a few strokes, he climbed up onto the shady tree.
The tree was straight and there were not many messy branches except for the branch sticking out of the wall, so Xavier Xue's trip to the east wind had come to an end.
The paper is thin and easy to float when hung on a branch, and it does not occupy the field of view.
So Xavier Xue also used a move to transform into a living person, suddenly changing back to his original state in the slightest breeze. He held the tree trunk with one hand and the curved branches with the other, and sat firmly on the wall.
Under the light of the sky, his features became clearer and more beautiful, and his deep black eyes were like two cold pools. Under a thin layer of water mist, there was a sharp and willful aura.
The first thing he did when he sat on it was to look outside the courtyard wall.
After taking a quick glance, Xavier Xue turned his head expressionlessly, stared at the courtyard wall for a moment, and then turned to look outside the wall.
After going back and forth several times, Xavier Xue's expression finally showed a crack, like cold white porcelain that had been frozen.
...
Why the hell do they look exactly the same inside and outside the wall? !
Xavier Xue felt that this was a bit of fun.
If his prediction was correct, he might have hit a wall.
This was the first time in his life that a ghost dared to hit him.
But this thing will not be covered for no reason, there must be a reason. Xavier Xue thought about the previous events, and only thought of the "draining the river into the sea" mentioned by Mason Xuan.
Could it be that the Feng Shui bureau had something messed up and went crazy over a disagreement and brought them all in?
So, there is no sound in this mansion. Is it because of the influence of Gui Daqiang, or is he really the only one left?
Although the view on the wall is wider than on the bluestone, it is not much better. There are fire walls of varying heights everywhere in the house, blocking most of the scene. What Xavier Xue saw was nothing more than bluestone slabs with white leather tiles and some narrow doors that he didn't know whether they could be passed through.
He stared at the narrow doors in the east, west, north, and south, and then glanced at the high and low walls, and he had some concerns in his heart.
In such a static square house, if you encounter ghosts and beat the wall, if you want to break out, the only way to follow is the Eight Gate Dunjia.
Open the door, close the door, live the door, hurt the door, do the door, scene the door, startle the door and the death door, each door has a variable, if you go wrong, at best you will not be able to get out of the situation, at worst you will either die or be injured.
This house has four directions within four directions, and the so-called eight gates are also one layer within another, so it must be quite laborious to unravel them.
Xavier Xue's identity is different from ordinary people. He has never spent any time thinking about these trivial things. As far as the first half of his life was concerned, these things didn't play a big role in him. He never thought that he would have difficulty moving and hit a wall.
So, let him sit here and figure out where is the door to life and which is the door to death, it would be better to give him two swords.
"You want me to drag my useless legs around looking for someone?" Xavier Xue sneered and thought to himself: Why do I hate myself so much?
He was used to being arrogant, and he would not shame himself even if he was beaten to death unless it was absolutely necessary. If it is absolutely necessary...then just kill him.
There was so little wind in this shabby house that he couldn't even find anything to borrow strength from. Even if he figured out where to go, how would he go? Crawl over or move over?
Just thinking about that scene made Xavier Xue feel a toothache.
Dream on, whoever likes to climb can crawl, but he doesn’t crawl anyway!
Xavier Xue leaned against the tree trunk, biting the tip of his tongue and thinking for a moment. He reached into the secret pocket in his arms and took out a piece of yellow paper.
The yellow paper was a little twisted and had many pleats. It looked like this thing had never lived a good life since it entered Xavier Xue's hand. Xavier Xue was quite disgusted with it. He held one end between his two fingers and shook it open a little. I saw a bunch of characters on the yellow paper that even my mother didn't recognize.
But Xavier Xue knew him.
He got this from a Taoist priest who told fortunes when he passed by Raozhou Prefecture.
The Taoist priest had two crooked mustaches and a rag hat. There was a blue mark at the corner of his eye. I don't know if it was a birthmark or a beating. He stayed by the bridge all day long, using fortune telling to change characters, and sold a lot of yellow talismans that he wrote and drew. This man is also a strange man. Since he wants to sell talismans, he should at least practice a calligraphy that can deceive others. This old man is quite good. He is holding a yellow sign with a dog crawling calligraphy and painting. He is not shy at all and is not afraid of not being able to sell.
Xavier Xue stayed under his hexagram stall for a few days and took a look at the yellow talismans he drew. Most of them were things that could only be used as decorations. Only a few of them had smooth strokes and could be used for small purposes.
It's only of minor use.
For example, a yellow talisman that wards off evil spirits can actually drive away insects and ants; a yellow talisman that is said to prolong life can actually relieve minor ailments.
The picture in Xavier Xue's arms was drawn by him while watching the Taoist priest.
"Inherit the Southern Dragon Lord Yun Lei's seat." Xavier Xue squinted his eyes and lazily read out the words on the talisman one by one. Most of these words have been repeated eight hundred times, like earthworms, with ninety-eight twists and turns, and it is difficult for him to remember them.
Just by listening to the content, you can almost guess that this is a talisman to invite thunder, and I don't know why the Taoist priest is practicing this thing when he has nothing to do.
However, if it is to invite thunder, this wrinkled yellow talisman alone will definitely not be able to invite any Southern Dragon Lord. At most, it can attract two cloud threads to block the sun. But the same yellow talisman is different when it falls into Xavier Xue's hands.
Because the Southern Dragon Lord invited on this talisman, Bucai, most likely refers to Xavier Xue himself.
Although he couldn't be a demon himself with his current paper body, he could still give it a try by borrowing a yellow talisman as a matchmaker.
So he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the cork, and a fishy-sweet smell mixed with a strange cold fragrance faintly came out.
Xavier Xue frowned. Even the smell of his own blood did not smell good to him.
He flattened the yellow talisman in his palm and dropped a drop of dark red blood from the small porcelain bottle. The blood droplets melted on the yellow talisman instantly.
Xavier Xue collected the porcelain vase and threw the yellow talisman out.
The moment the paper talisman left his hand, an open flame suddenly broke out from the center of the blood stain, and was burned clean in an instant.
Suddenly, the wind suddenly picked up, and turbulent cloud waves rolled in from a distance.
The sky turned dark suddenly, as if wet ink had been poured on it. The bright spider web struck down from the sky, and a thunderous thunder rose from the ground, as if it exploded next to the ear.
I don't know if this thunder has touched the boundary of the formation, or if it has disturbed the foundation of the formation.
There was a loud noise like a mountain collapsing, and along with the winding electric light, the bag head fell down.
Xavier Xue was sitting on the wall surrounded by old trees. He watched motionless as the thunder struck the ground in front of his feet, shattering a thick slab of bluestone into pieces without even blinking.
The whole house was shaking, and it took a long time before it gradually calmed down.
Xavier Xue raised his eyelids and glanced above his head with a rather regretful expression: With the help of this yellow talisman, he could only do so much.
The earth-shattering thunder just now had some effect. It seemed to have opened a small crack somewhere in the formation. The originally quiet and almost stagnant house suddenly had a vent, and a faint sound filtered in from there, and soon it enveloped the entire house lightly.
Sure enough, he was not really the only one in this house.
Others should have been involved in this formation, but they were just in a corner, unaware of each other.
Xavier Xue casually picked out a curled vine from the old vine on the side, and leaned on the trunk to leisurely wrap it around his fingers. He closed his eyes and listened to the sound coming from the slit. Trying to distinguish something out of the ordinary among the scattered sounds.
After a while, he really caught something from it...
Ringtone?
"No..." Xavier Xue clicked his tongue and frowned.
The voice was a little vague among the whining wind, as if it came from a distant place, or was stretched by the narrow crack.
It sounds somewhat similar to the four-cornered copper bell hanging from the bullock cart, but the subtleties are slightly different.
Brass bell......
Copper coins?
Thinking about it this way, the sound became clearer and clearer. It was really like the impact sound caused by the occasional light touch between several copper coins.
... Xavier Xue opened his eyes expressionlessly. The rattan wire wrapped around his hand was cut into two pieces with a "snap" sound.
It seemed that with just a snap of his fingers, the sound of the coins clattering became much closer.
Xavier Xue listened for a moment and felt as if he was just outside a wall.
A narrow door in the corridor suddenly made a soft "squeak" sound, and Xavier Xue, who was destroying the old vines, raised his eyes at the sound.
The young monk wrapped in white linen robes walked towards the wall silently.
Wearing a white linen thin coat in this cold winter, you feel cold just by looking at it, as if the thin coat is still covered with the cold air of frost and frost. It wasn't until Mason Xuan stood still under the wall and hung the string of copper coins on his fingertips back to his waist that Xavier Xue suddenly realized that this bald donkey always walked silently.
So...the sound of the coins hitting each other just now was made by him on purpose?
Mason Xuan stood by the wall, his calm eyes briefly scanning Xavier Xue.
The person sitting on the wall undoubtedly has an excellent appearance, like a sword sheathed close to the edge. It's just that he looked too thin, and the long black clothes made him look particularly pale, revealing a strong morbidity, which mixed with the sharpness that was about to come out, making him appear contradictory and mysterious.
When Xavier Xue is expressionless, he always gives people the illusion of being extra calm.
With this look on his face, he looked at Mason Xuan for a moment, and then finally rolled his eyes to the sky unbearably and said, "Why is it you..."
After saying that, he angrily crumpled the broken vine in his hand into a ball.
This man also had weak hands and was still restless even when he was on the wall. He glanced at Mason Xuan unwillingly and threw the ball of rattan silk towards Mason Xuan.
Mason Xuan shook his head, raised his hand and put the "hidden weapon" that was thrown at him into his palm: "What happened to that thunderous cloud just now?"
Xavier Xue raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "You don't even ask me who I am?"
When the bald donkey took him in, he was still a piece of moss sticking to the ground. Later, he turned into a thin piece of paper. From the beginning to the end, he never appeared in a serious human form.
Mason Xuan opened his palm towards him. In his thin and thin palm, there was still the evidence of crime that Xavier Xue owed just now - rattan silk dumpling.
He was taciturn by nature, and his face was always cold and expressionless, but his open palms clearly conveyed one meaning---Pic Cheng, the only one in this family, would be burned to ashes. You can also recognize it.
Xavier Xue: ...
Mason Xuan threw the vine in his hand under the roots of the old tree, raised his eyes and reminded Xavier Xue again: "You haven't said what happened to the thunder."
Xavier Xue said "Oh" and said, "It's nothing, I just want to tell others that I am here so that they can find it easier."
Mason Xuan: ...
The thunder could reach the sky and the earth. It was so huge and powerful that it seemed to bombard the Liu Family Mansion into ashes.
Ultimately, it turned out to be just a simple "squeak" to indicate to everyone that someone else was waiting here...
This bald donkey is used to having a frosty face. After hearing this, there were signs of cracking for the first time.
Xavier Xue was amused by his eyes, his expression relaxed, and he asked him whether he was smiling or not: "Huh? You just followed the sky thunder to find me? Then it seems that my attack was not in vain. Fortunately, you came quickly, I am just here I'm wondering if I should do it again."
Mason Xuan looked at him silently for a moment and said coldly: "Then there's no need to search for the direction of the eight gates. It's so dry that it saves money on the coffin."
"How can a monk talk about the smell of copper, you bald..." Xavier Xue turned his face away, swallowed back the word "donkey", and said seriously: "I'm not afraid of insulting the Buddha."
Mason Xuan: ...
The devil who dared to strike the sky with thunder still had the nerve to say such words.
"You just said you were looking for the direction of the eight gates. Did you find it?" Another way to strike a thunderbolt might be able to break this formation straight away. "
He said this, but he said to himself: You bald donkey, you must never tell me that you have found it. We only have one Yun Lei Talisman, and it will be gone after splitting it.
Fortunately, Mason Xuan did not live up to his expectations. He nodded and said, "You can come down from the wall now."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The white coarse linen monk's robes swept past lightly like a cloud, and he was gone in a few steps.
However, after a moment, Mason Xuan stopped again and turned to look at Xavier Xue, who had not moved.
Xavier Xue patted his legs very bachelorly and said confidently: "It's useless, I can't leave."
Mason Xuan frowned, thinking that he was playing another trick, so he replied coldly with no expression on his face: "You were not a slow runner before..."
He flipped up the boy's collar in a few seconds, and his movements were extremely agile.
... Xavier Xue sneered: "You bald donkey probably doesn't have eyes. Did I use my own legs to run before? I borrowed someone else's legs."
The unreasonable bald donkey and the evil evil demon looked at each other for a moment. Finally, the former lowered his eyebrows, turned around and walked back to the wall.
Xavier Xue's legs were hidden under the black robe, and the thin and prominent outline of his knees could be seen. People who are bedridden and unable to walk most of the time have unusually thin legs, but Xavier Xue is different. Judging from the general outline, his legs are no different from ordinary people, and it can't be seen that they are useless legs.
Mason Xuan glanced at it and raised his hand to hold Xavier Xue's ankle.
Xavier Xue was startled by his move. If it weren't for the fact that his legs couldn't feel, he would probably have kicked the bald donkey away.
Tell me with all your conscience, are you allowed to touch the dragon's claws at will? ! ah? ! I simply don’t want to live anymore!
Mason Xuan saw his reaction clearly - if someone had good legs and feet, it would be impossible for him to only move his upper body when he was frightened, while his lower body would not react.
It can be seen that what this criminal said is true, his legs are indeed crippled.
Mason Xuan raised his eyes, made a Buddhist salute with one hand in front of him, stretched out the other hand towards Xavier Xue, spread out his thin and thin palm, and said, "Come down."
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