Chapter 302 Tai Chi Bagua
As soon as Yin Xiu got out of the mud, he felt a wave of heat hitting his face.
The first thing that came into contact with this heat wave was the mud all over his body, which solidified almost as soon as the hot wind hit him.
Just when Yin Xiu thought she was going to turn into a beggar's chicken, another wave of coolness hit her face, and the heat suddenly disappeared without a trace.
I saw Ma Xiaoyu's fingertips, the top of which originally spewed out flames, had begun to flash with crystal blue light without knowing it, and a thin layer of frost formed on the sleeves of her wrists.
At the moment when the blanket of flames spread towards the cave, Ma Xiaoyu changed the spell in her hand.
The weak water talisman instantly covered several people, including Yin Xiu, with a layer of moisture, insulating them from the heat.
Using two spells with completely different properties in a short period of time is nothing more than reversing the meridians. An ordinary Taoist priest would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood at this time, but Ma Xiaoyu still looked calm, just breathing a little more. heavy.
In just a few breaths, the wall of fire had separated the inside and outside of the cave. Seven or eight Tufutu were in the cave, and more were blocked by the wall of fire, wandering in the rock wall and making dull roars.
Compared with the similar ones outside, the Tufutu inside the cave are less bored, because the high-temperature flames are burning the soles of their feet, making them run around like ants on a hot pot.
There was no way to stand on the ground, and the hot ground made it impossible to drill into it, which made the Tufu Tu scream in agony for a while.
At this moment, they no longer have the carefree aura they had before, and even their sounds have become extremely sharp, like sandpaper grinding against human ears.
Haruyo could barely withstand it, but Li San was already squatting on the ground with his ears covered, beads of sweat rolling down his face.
Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu looked at each other, and they bent down almost at the same time, blasting out like cannonballs, bringing up a series of afterimages.
The wind and thunder rolled, Yin Xiu stretched out his hand, and two black knives spun out two flowers in his hands, one left and one right, and slashed across the necks of the two tufutu at the same time. Yellow mud splashed and blood spurted wildly.
The magic ruler in Ma Xiaoyu's hand was filled with spiritual energy. When it was dancing, it looked like a long purple sword, and it pierced the head of one of the tufutu with just one click.
Haruyo was entangled with one of the monsters. He just caught a glimpse of their magical powers from the corner of his eye, and he couldn't help but feel energetic, even though he was still being forced back by the monster in front of him.
With a whip kick, he only felt that he was kicked into a ball of sand, gravel and mud. Apart from splashing yellow mud all over himself, he seemed to have achieved no results.
Fortunately, Tufutu was distracted by the heart-burning fire and did not react for a moment to Haruyo's full-strength kick.
When it swayed slightly and turned around to sweep out Ling Lie's claw, Haruyo had already greased his feet and jumped far away, barely dodging the claw.
"This monster is pricking your hands!" Haruyo yelled unwillingly.
Li San was curled up beside him, not knowing what to do.
Although he claims to be a Qi practitioner, in the past three years, his earth movement technique has been the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu. As for other things, it is not as good as the Three-legged Cat, otherwise he would not be able to dodge the frost cast by Ma Xiaoyu.
If he went up at this moment, he would be seeking death, but even so, he couldn't help shouting: "Brother, are you not even a little bit different from my eldest brother and sister!? I thought you couldn't deal with a group of them, but it's more than enough to deal with one. ”
Haruyo glared at him, "I'm a detective, a detective! I'm not a thug Taoist priest. Isn't it normal that I can't defeat these monsters?"
It seemed that he was still a little dissatisfied with being pointed out by Li San like this. Haruyo shook the bottle in his arms at him while dodging.
"I still have this bottle of judicial milk tea for you to enjoy..."
Li San shook his head repeatedly, quickly closed his mouth, and moved closer to the wall. He didn't see anything just now. After all, he was protected by Ma Xiaoyu's magic and he was not afraid of the fire on the rock wall. .
Seeing that the annoying guy finally shut up, Haruyo calmed down and turned to deal with the monster in front of him.
When the Tufu Temple approached, Haruyo touched his hand behind his waist, and he held a revolver that was always loaded in his hand.
Bang! Bang!
The thunderous sound shook the eardrums of both monsters and people almost instantly. Li San, who was the closest, was frightened by the sound and fell to the ground.
Haruyo's scalp was numb, and he felt like his brain was turning over in his skull several times, turning into a mess.
The closed environment and the harsh sound of gunfire obviously frightened all the creatures present.
But it was only a fright. When the projectiles rotated and brought up a few mud flowers, the Tufutu just shook its body and then approached again.
"Missed!?"
Just when he was about to continue to pull the trigger, a hand suddenly pressed down on the hammer, and then an angry voice came, "Are you dealing with Tubudur or us!?"
Just when Chunshi felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, he looked up and saw that Yin Xiu was already high above his head, and a stream of fire was spurting out of his left hand.
Bang!
Tufutu, which had never taken a step back no matter how hard Chun Dai tried, was actually punched by Yin Xiu and flew away, like a broken sack blown up by the wind.
"Done!?" Haruyo lost his voice.
"Done? Not yet?"
As he spoke, Yin Xiu opened the cuff of his right hand, and a series of talismans flew out, roaring through Tufutu's body like a flying dragon.
Before the monster landed, the body covered with wet mud began to condense and solidify, and finally turned into a lump of earth.
Boom!
The lumps of earth fell straight to the ground and broke into scattered pieces, like a clay sculpture pushed to the ground by a child.
Only then did Yin Xiu turn her head and stretched out her hand to Chundai, "Bring it here?"
"What?"
"Gun! Give me the gun. You don't need to use good martial arts. If you open fire in a place like this, you are really hanging yourself." As he said this, Yin Xiu took out the bullets that were still in the magazine and stuffed them into the spring. generation's pocket.
Haruyo's face turned bitter, "Brother, why did I work as a patrol policeman before? Carrying a gun without bullets is the same as not wearing underwear on the street?"
Yin Xiu glanced at him and said, "If I remember correctly, you didn't wear it last time, right?"
Haruyo's face suddenly turned red, "It's humid underground, and if you wear too many underwear, it will easily rot..."
"I know." Yin Xiu stood a step away from him.
"But, I really don't feel safe because I don't have anyone to defend myself. If I encounter a monster or a person, isn't it like a soldier went to the battlefield and forgot to bring a knife?"
"If you want a knife, I have one here."
Yin Xiu handed over a small dagger, "As for the gun, against monsters, your gun can't even kill a mouse! If you meet someone, as soon as you show this thing in your hand, even a perverted murderer will stop. Let me tell you the truth.”
Haruyo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that although Yin Xiu's words were a bit strange, they seemed to be correct.
From this, he no longer cared about this issue, but put the dagger into his hand with peace of mind.
At this time, all eight Tufutu that came to the cave had been wiped out.
The speed of these mud monkeys walking through the rock walls is indeed very exaggerated, like ghosts.
But once they are unable to use this magical power, their speed will be as slow as a snail in front of Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu.
At this time, as the same kind fell, the fire wall arranged by Ma Xiaoyu disappeared, and the Tufutu hidden in the rock wall began to move again, and the rich blood in the cave stimulated them.
"The number is increasing."
Yin Xiu raised his head and looked at the yellow mud that had begun to fall like raindrops on the ceiling, his eyes cold.
"It's like the cafeteria is opening for dinner, people are pouring in here."
Ma Xiaoyu couldn't help but take a breath as she looked at the shadows that were about to emerge from the surrounding rock walls.
"Are we here?" she asked suddenly.
Yin Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"
Ma Xiaoyu looked serious, "I'm asking you, is it about to arrive?"
"Hey, ask me this question?"
Yin Xiu sighed, "I'll call you when it's time."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge Bagua pattern suddenly appeared above their heads in the rock wall that was already crowded with Tufu Tu.
It is vague at first, and can only be seen if you look closely.
Later, the Bagua array gradually expanded and became clearer, gradually covering the entire ceiling. Even Li San, who had poor eyesight, could see it clearly.
"Coming!"
Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu each bit their fingers, and then each made a hand gesture. After touching it in the middle, a complete Bagua handprint was formed.
As the spiritual light overflowed from their fingertips, Yin Xiu then began to perform Gang Steps again. With him and Ma Xiaoyu as the center of the circle, an identical Bagua also took shape on the ground.
The cave suddenly glowed with golden light.
On the ceiling, countless tufutu screamed and fell from above.
……
In the apartment, Lan Po and Uncle Ming stood facing the sacred table.
In front of one person is a huge five-element compass, and in front of the other person is a large handful of rice held on a red plate. Both of them are holding hands, looking at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses.
After reciting the formula silently, Lan Po took out the orchid finger, Uncle Ming made a sword formula with two fingers, and each of them pressed the magic weapon in front of them.
A surge of inspiration surged from their feet, and at the same time, a vague gossip started from here, penetrated the ground, and went straight to the bottom.
The five-element compass rotates slowly, and finally the pointer points to the word "gold", one of the five elements.
It was only then that Uncle Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves.
"That boy's luck is too low. Others are traveling all the time, visiting relatives and friends, but he has encountered all kinds of dangerous things."
"Maybe it wasn't him who hit it, but it was him who caused it." Lan Po thought thoughtfully.
Both of them shook their heads involuntarily.
At this moment, the bloody butterfly in Uncle Ming's hand, which had passed through many obstacles and had been flying up from underground through tunnels and gaps, finally dissipated and turned into a ball of blood mist.
(End of chapter)