MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 35 Do not look back

  Chapter 35 Don't Look Back

  Of course He Lingchuan heard it too. He held his breath, looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, no matter what he heard, he was like an old monk in meditation, and he ignored it.

   Seeing that he didn't respond, his voice changed, like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old soft girl coming to express her heart, soft, cute and whiny. As He Lingchuan listened, he felt more and more like the girl he had a crush on when he was a child.

  He made a secret noise, and ran away with the rich second generation from her hometown before she finished her book, and gave birth to two rich third generations in less than three years. As soon as he saw those two children with long noses, he felt that he was so stupid. This three-corpse insect didn't do its homework well, and those who don't know how to abandon me should not stay until yesterday.

At this moment, the hull of the ship suddenly shook, as if some heavyweight monster climbed up, and immediately behind came the exclamation and screams of soldiers, as well as the curses of sand bandits, and swords. Unsheathed Symphony.

   Later, it was handed over, and the battle was fierce.

  The most recent scream came from behind He Lingchuan. He seemed to have talked to the soldier before.

   Then the monster rushed straight here, and the dull footsteps seemed to be stepping directly on the heart of a person.

   Is it a trick by the three corpses to lure him back?

   But if it was true, he would most likely become a monster's snack if he stayed still. This is the Coiling Dragon Desert, a place where many strange beasts haunt, who can guarantee that one or two of them will not climb onto the boat to eat people?

Getting closer! This heavy sense of oppression made the hairs stand on He Lingchuan's back.

  He hurried to see He Chunhua, the father was face to face with him, and he should be able to see the situation behind him clearly.

  He Chunhua's facial muscles twitched slightly, his expression was even a little ferocious, but his eyes were empty. He Lingchuan's expression was very strange, he didn't know what his father heard.

  How can the two parties understand each other's intentions just by making eye contact?

  But with the three corpses in front, no one dared to open their mouths.

   Fortunately, He Chunhua came back to his senses suddenly, looked straight at the eldest son, seemed to hear his inner voice, and suddenly blinked his right eye at him.

   This action was very rare among the magistrates, but it directly destroyed the dignified and terrifying atmosphere. He Lingchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart was settled.

fake!

  Dad was trying to tell him that whatever he heard was false!

   Sure enough, the monster's footsteps rushed to the back of his head, and he could hear the other party's heavy breathing, but it disappeared in the next second.

  The only thing left in my ears was the whining of the wind.

  The wisps of smoke around him also lost interest in him, shaking their heads and going elsewhere.

  He Lingchuan passed the test, and he also winked at his father.

  The small red pill that everyone ate before was the Du Hun powder specially refined by Sun Guoshi for this trip. After taking it, human beings can not only see "unclean things" in a short period of time, but also temporarily block the breath of living people with mission fire. As long as the three corpses don't swim into the upper and lower nine orifices of people, they will only be regarded as dead things.

  But the biggest weakness of this method is that you can't turn back easily!

  There are three life fires around the upper body of a person, which can protect the heart orifice and resist the invasion of external evils. But if you turn your head when you are being stared at by the three corpses, the fire of life will immediately weaken, and you can no longer hide it.

   This is not Sun Fuping's exclusive invention, but a method recorded in a handbook by a magician from Xianyu Kingdom. Most of the people who know you best are your opponents. Xianyou Kingdom and Panlong City have fought for more than 30 years, so they must be thinking about how to deal with the three corpses all day long.

  In fact, this kind of thing sometimes happens in the wild forests and fields at night. When pedestrians hear someone calling them from behind, they turn their heads inadvertently, weakening the life lamp, and they are invaded by evil spirits.

  When He Lingchuan got the small pill, his heart skipped a beat. The Xianyou Kingdom has been destroyed for a hundred years, so it must be difficult to obtain the sorcerer's handbook at that time; besides, the rotten heart grass is a rare thing, the growth conditions are harsh, and it cannot be cultivated or mass-produced. How much effort does it take just to collect raw materials and refine Du Hunsan for 300 people?

  Da Sima and Sun Guoshi, did they really start to explore the Panlong ruins half a year ago?

  Of course this thought just passed by, He Lingchuan didn't think deeply about it.

  He saw that He Chunhua's expression had returned to his original composure, and the three corpses around him also scattered around, which showed that his father had also passed the test.

   But he glanced at the soldiers behind He Chunhua, and was suddenly startled: "Hey, don't..."

  This person actually has red eyes and tears?

   As soon as the words came out, the soldier turned his head.

  He Lingchuan watched helplessly as the life fire on his left shoulder went out with a "poof".

  The light of the other two lamps suddenly weakened.

  The three corpses cruising around were like sharks smelling blood, swung their tails violently, and got in through his ears and noses!

  The soldier's eyes suddenly lost.

  Seeing the eldest son staring behind him, his face changed drastically, and the veins on He Chunhua's neck suddenly swelled up. It was obvious that he took a lot of effort to stop the instinct to look back.

  He didn't look back, but rushed forward two steps.

   This is really a model of successful self-rescue, because the soldier suddenly pulled out the long knife from his waist, aimed at the back of He Chunhua's head, and smashed Xishan with all his strength!

  Originally, the distance between the two was only four feet, but he moved so fast that he wanted to chop off the leader's head like a watermelon.

  When the blade fell, it was less than two inches away from He Chunhua's head.

  He Lingchuan and his father passed by shoulder to shoulder, and rushed into the arms of the guard with a stride, with a knife on him.

  The guard's movements stopped immediately, and there was a knife point on his back.

  He Chunhua narrowly escaped death, took a few breaths, suddenly stared at the front and said: "Chuan'er slowly turn around, I will deal with these puppets."

  He Lingchuan pushed the corpse away, and saw a phantom emerging from the dead's seven orifices, slipping back into the air, and swimming leisurely.

  People died, and the three corpses couldn't live anymore, so they had to come out.

  He kept his neck still, exerted strength on his waist and legs, and slowly turned around. In this way, the flames of life on both shoulders will not miss, and will not be blown out by oneself.

  The boat was in chaos.

  The soldiers are not alone. Although they were told and told repeatedly in advance, seven or eight people were bewitched by the voice in their ears, blowing out their own life lamps, and being taken advantage of by the three corpse insects.

  Once possessed, their six relatives will not recognize them, and they will kill anyone they see.

  In just a few breaths, there was a riot on board, four or five people were injured, and one unlucky guy had half of his head cut off directly.

  He Chunhua went after the murderer. This is a sand bandit, who is still vigorous after being possessed by the three corpse insects, and does not fight head-on, but plays hide-and-seek among the crowd, occasionally slashing one or two.

  If people always remind themselves not to turn their heads, their flexibility will be greatly reduced. He Chunhua only felt that he was as dull as a zombie, and the movements of chasing people had to be three beats slower, and he really couldn't get around this grandson.

  He was about to cast a spell, when a dagger flew from behind and stabbed into the murderer's right eye with a "swish".

  Go forward and wear it, blasting a flower of blood.

  (end of this chapter)