Chapter 14:

Chapter 14:

When the big yellow cat frightened Xuelang, the battle between Longshen and Bone Dragon had just begun.

The bone dragon roared endlessly, trying its best to get its lower body out of the mound. Although the dragon was dead, its strength was still enough to make the world cry. The obstacle that prevented it from breaking out of its shackles was removed in one fell swoop.

The black long sword in Long Shen's hand seems to make the bone dragon a little afraid, but sometimes the sword light is cut off, but the bone dragon is still unscathed, flapping and flipping.

There is also Fujikawa Aoi next to him. Whenever Longshen is about to make a winning blow, he will interfere with it and stop Longshen from killing the bone dragon. Although Longshen does not take Fujikawa Aoi in his eyes, after all, the enemy is now , he can't do both.

The dragon's anger caused thunderstorms in the sky and the earth, and the thunder rolled in, adding another variable to the outcome of the battle.

"Mother, that little Japanese turtle grandson, success is not enough, and failure is more than failure, look at me, Uncle He!" He Yu gritted his teeth and said, dipped a pen in cinnabar and began to draw a talisman. As a result, before he finished drawing a talisman, he spit out blood. When he came out, if the Winter Solstice hadn't helped him quickly, he would have been planted directly on the sharp stone.

Seeing that the blood he spat out was as much as half a mug, the winter solstice couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth: "Why don't you rest for a while, Long... Boss seems to be quite sure."

He Yu's face was like golden paper, and he was weak: "The dragon itself is a creature that conquers the heavens and the earth. It can fit in with natural changes. It is even more difficult to deal with a dragon that is fed by blood and soul grievances... The boss is of course strong, but he suffered from it some time ago. A little wounded, the sword is not the one he is used to, hey!"

Winter Solstice: "What can I do?"

He Yu swallowed the **** smell in his mouth, gritted his teeth and said, "Come and help me draw a talisman, I'll teach you the formula of handprints!"

The winter solstice felt that he might not be able to do well, but until now, there is no room for hesitation.

The beautiful Japanese girl Kitaike Ei was sitting cross-legged, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be healing. Her two shikigami, one left and one right, huddled behind her, and died.

People and dragons fight, flying sand and rocks, the world changes color, the man in the jacket is about to move, and wants to get close, but the sharp-eyed Lao Zheng finds it and stares at him coldly with half a whip.

At this moment, Aso Shanren let out a cry and said in horror, "Monsters! Those monsters are here!"

He said it in Japanese, but everyone could hear the fear in his tone, and they all followed the sound, but saw a cloud of gray and translucent mist drifting towards them in the flash of thunder, but their scalps were tingling. .

Judging from their appearance, it is impossible to imagine their horror, but the winter solstice thinks of the strange situation of the flight attendant on the train, the guests who walked on tiptoes in the hotel, and then jumped off the building, and the guests who became like corpses Yao Bin, the whole person was suddenly in the ice cellar, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Don't be stunned, come and help me draw the talisman!" He Yu said.

Those groups of gray fog did not dare to approach the whole body where Long Shen and the Bone Dragon were fighting, as if they were deterred by Long Wei, and they seemed to have other scruples, but they were rude to people like Lao Zheng and had a clear goal.

Old Zheng Yuwei was still there, half of the whip was pulled down, and the gray fog trembled slightly, but it didn't shatter and dissipate like before, just slowed down for a moment, and floated forward again.

The gunshot sounded, and the bodyguard of the man in the jacket screamed. The gray mist sank from the top of his head little by little. He rolled and struggled on the ground, but to no avail. The man in the jacket quickly shot him in the chest, and the other side kicked a few legs. His eyes were wide open and there was no movement, but after a while, his body slowly climbed up, stiff and slow, the man in the jacket fired several more shots, blood gushing out of the other side, he showed a hideous smile at the man in the jacket and pounced. past.

The white crane flew over and knocked down the bodyguard. Shanren Aso and the man in the jacket tumbled back behind Bei Chihui. They were so terrified that they had lost the prestige that they had just treated the Winter Solstice and Zhang Xing.

He Yu placed a small formation on the ground and circled Lao Zheng together. The gray fog could only linger outside, but couldn't take a step forward, but with a glance from the corner of the winter solstice, he found that the runes on the ground were slowly moving. When it turns black, it will lose its effectiveness at some point.

He quickened his hand speed, but the more he hurried, the more chaotic he had written, and he had already broken several sheets.

He Yu suddenly patted him behind his back, Dongzhi found that he couldn't hear any sound in his ears, he raised his head, the scene was still chaotic, but He Yu made a gesture to him, meaning to let him concentrate on writing the talisman, Dongzhi understood. What should the other party do to him so that he can not be disturbed by the noise in his ears.

He forced himself to settle down and focus on the talisman paper in front of him, first imitating the pattern of the talisman in his mind, and then drawing the talisman stroke by stroke, while reciting the formula in his heart: "The sky creates water, the earth creates fire, the sky creates wood, and the earth creates four. Sheng Jin, five in the middle palace, subdue the evil, defeat the disaster, cut the evil and wipe out the trail!"

The rune is still the bright light talisman. Now it is too late to learn other talismans, and the effect will not be very good. He Yu simply let him draw the bright light talisman all the time, just memorize the formula and handprint. After the painting is completed, the winter solstice has lotus prints on both hands, and the little finger is placed in the middle of the rune, and he pours his breath up... The talisman is still a talisman, and there is no flash of red light as imagined, and it soars.

The winter solstice was a little depressing, but he knew that this was normal. He Yu said that drawing talismans requires unity of spirit and spirit, let alone a novice, it is impossible to do it overnight.

But the beginning of every novel is always like this. Although the protagonist is mediocre, he can turn the tide at a critical juncture, drag Kuba to kill the Quartet, subdue the bone dragon, hold the dragon in the air and slowly fall down, harvesting a lot of Japanese Shocked look...

Just thinking too much.

Fantasy is beautiful, reality is cruel. He painted more than 20 talismans in succession, and finally got one that could be used. After the winter solstice, he made persistent efforts and painted a few more pictures. I don't know how long it took, and someone suddenly took a shot on the back, and the sound came like a tidal wave. It seems to return to the real world from a different dimension at once.

Only then did he realize that he was sweating profusely on his chest and back, and the cold wind penetrated into his collar, bringing a dampness and coolness, as if he had just finished running 5000 meters.

"What happened when you patted me just now?" Winter Solstice asked curiously.

From drawing the talisman to the completion, in less than an hour, He Yu's face turned pale again.

Part of the talisman formation around them was completely charred, and thanks to Lao Zheng's guarding the gap, they were able to resist the attack of the sneaky Yaksha.

But Beichihui is even more difficult. They don't have a talisman formation. The man in the jacket and the good man Aso can only rely on the protection of Beichihui. Beichihui was not seriously injured, and he could barely support the two shikigami fighting. There are also dangers on the side.

"It's just a little trick. Okay, eight, barely enough to support a talisman array! You stick the talisman according to the direction I said!" The center of the circle is where the dragon is, and the radius between each talisman and the center of the circle should not be too different, be careful!"

"Why don't I go, Xiaodong has no experience after all!" Lao Zheng took the initiative.

He Yu glanced at him: "Your current injury is not as fast as him, right?"

Old Zheng smiled wryly.

"Don't underestimate me, otaku also has spring!" The winter solstice patted Lao Zheng on the shoulder and comforted him, getting up and running to the northwest.

Behind him, Lao Zheng said in a low voice, "You kid just want to recruit him into the game, right?"

He Yu also whispered: "If you want to join or not, you have to get the boss's approval. I said it doesn't matter. In fact, I want to help my uncle accept an apprentice. He is talented in drawing talismans, but I have to wait for this to be over. I've asked him what the old man means, and then I'll tell you!"

Longshen and Bone Dragon were fighting fiercely above the Tiankeng. It was a large explosion scene. The cyclone was swirling, and the stones were splashed. The winter solstice marched all the way.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning fell from the clouds and exploded beside the Tiankeng, so bright that everyone could not open their eyes, the ground trembled violently, and the lower body of the bone dragon moved up a little bit. Flickering, there is no dragon majesty, but it is extraordinarily treacherous.

After Long Shen inserted the long sword into the reverse scale, he took out a whip from nowhere, wrapped it around the dragon's neck, pulled out the sword, jumped, and landed on the dragon's head, holding it in both hands. The sword was inserted into the dragon eye on one side.

The bone dragon wailed furiously, his whole body tossed, and if he wanted to drop Longshen, Tianlei should also slash down with the bone dragon's heart one by one.

Aoi Fujikawa, who was standing in the blind corner of the Tiankeng under the dragon's body, took out a talisman and threw it out. The talisman turned into a hawk in mid-air, swept towards the dragon's head with lightning speed, and inserted it into a dragon's head. Take the sword away!

Bei Chihui, who was far away from the battlefield, seemed to have made an appointment with the teacher, and her white crane immediately swept away towards Long Shen, blocking his way.

Long Shen patted Bai He without blinking his eyes. He seemed to have a fluttering palm. The Bai He, half the size of a basketball court, had no resistance at all, and immediately fell straight down, turning into a light spot in mid-air and dissipating without a trace.

Shikigami disappeared, and Bei Chie, who was the master, was also attacked. She then screamed and fell to the ground, unconscious.

It was only for a short moment that Bai He could stop Long Shen, but that moment was enough. Long Shen lost his chance, and the bone dragon, who was completely irritated by him, broke free from the shackles. The dragon broke out of the predicament, raised his neck and roared, and flew into the air!

It carried the resentment that had been trapped in the ground for a long time, and the blood and soul resentment jumped in its eyes, making it even more fierce. One of the boulders was rolled up high and fell on the top of the winter solstice.

It was too late, but it was fast, a light shot from the dragon's head, and when he heard the movement and raised his head, the boulder was firmly supported.

The winter solstice realized that he had just escaped from the dead.

He looked at the man standing in front of him holding a long sword, and wished he could hit Long Shen a hundred times with the word "handsome", but the other party didn't even have time to look at him, and ran towards the bone dragon again.

Seeing that the disciple was seriously injured and unconscious, Fujikawa Aoi was so angry that his face turned black, and regardless of the Shikigami Snow Wolf who was still fighting with the big yellow cat, he summoned a black giant eagle, rushed towards Long Shen, and then pinched the talisman to draw out the eight green blue lights. The lamp curled up and surrounded the bone dragons.

The eight green lanterns looked small, but they remained suspended in mid-air under the tumbling of the bone dragon. also become sluggish.

Lao Zheng lost his voice: "What is he doing!"

He Yu frowned and said: "It should be to absorb the grievances of the bone dragon, and then take it as a shikigami, but the power of the bone dragon is too strong, even the boss can't be subdued for a while, the old man is just dying !"

It seems that in order to confirm his words, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting one of the lamps, and the other seven blue lamps were instantly overturned by the dragon energy, and the bone dragon roared, a hundred times more furious than before.

Thunder and clouds, the rocks cracked, and the electric light illuminated the large tracts of white snow on the Tiantian Peak, sweeping the mountains and rivers in an unparalleled domineering manner, and in the roar of the wind, the bone dragon opened its upper and lower jaws, wrapped in corpses. Long Shen and Fujikawa Aoi swept away, vowing to devour the two tiny humans into their stomachs and smash their corpses into ten thousand pieces!

Longshen does not retreat but advances, his body jumps agilely and flexibly on the bone dragon, shuttles between lightning bolts, like a sharp sword invincible. Although the bone dragon is huge, its body is not so flexible and cannot be turned around. Biting Longshen, he could only vent his anger on Fujikawa Aoi on the ground. Fujikawa Aoi couldn't care about the idea of ​​subduing the bone dragon at all, so he had to run around in embarrassment.

Fujikawa Aoi, the shikigami black giant eagle, tried in vain to fight against the bone dragon, but was directly sprayed by a corpse gas on his body, and immediately turned into a black mist. Fujikawa Aoi was shocked and angry, and offered twelve talismans and threw them in the air. , the talisman turned into twelve sharp arrows and whistled away with the wind of fire, and when it passed through the body of the bone dragon, a group of sparks exploded, like a fire nail nailed into the body of the bone dragon, and the white bones were instantly charred.

Lao Zheng, who looked up to watch the battle, could not help but let out a groan.

He Yu also commented on the mood: "His idea is good, the dragon is water, and after death, he will be resurrected with the blood and soul of the resentment, triggering the fire of the sky and the earth, and he will bring gold, so it is best to use fire to restrain it, but …”

However, Fujikawa Aoi had forgotten that the bone dragon was one of the largest creatures in the world.

Sure enough, the bone dragon let out a wailing sound, his torso writhing furiously, Fujikawa Aoi didn't have time to dodge, and was swept away by the dragon's tail.

The furious bone dragon is obviously more difficult to deal with. Long Shen was almost thrown off by it several times. The winter solstice on the other side was silent. The symbols of the seven directions are all pasted.

The last one left.

At this time, his body was soaked, and he couldn't tell whether he was tired or scared. The down jacket was heavy on his body. He wanted to take it off on the winter solstice, but he was afraid of getting colder, so he had to bite the bullet and step forward, ten meters away. to the destination.

The wind was so strong that it almost blew people away. He crawled forward a little bit on the ground, resisting the howling of the cold wind. At the same time, he remembered the scene of the Red Army soldiers ambushing and bombing the bunker.

But before he could be happy, he heard a roar: "Get out of the way!"

The bone dragon swooped down from mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, the white bones covered the sky and the sun, and there was a shadow under the roof of the winter solstice. Even if he didn't raise his head, he could feel the stench blowing toward his face, as if it was just a few feet away.

There was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid it, he simply gritted his teeth and rushed forward, holding the last rune tightly in his hand. At the moment when the bone dragon collided, he moved the rune to the designated direction. Hit hard!

The hurricane swept over my head, and I only felt a pain in the back of my head on the winter solstice, and my body was thrown out immediately, hitting a mountain wall full of jagged and broken corpses. Immediately, a sharp pain came. The bones are falling apart.

The surrounding is full of flying sand and rocks, blurring all the scenery. The rune formation he arranged according to He Yu’s request seems to have worked, forming a binding barrier around the bone dragon, isolating the connection between the sky thunder and the bone dragon, but this The formation didn't last long, and the runes in the eight directions turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye and exploded at the same time!

With the loud bang, he could no longer distinguish the pain on the back of his face and hand, whether it was blown by the wind or scratched by the gravel. Even if he closed his mouth, the wind and sand still tried his best to get in through his nose and ears. Submerged in sand and gravel, everything becomes numb, and even life and death seem to be no longer important.

A day ago, he never thought that he would see a dragon in his lifetime, and almost died in its hands.

The winter solstice raised his head laboriously, and saw that a sword in Long Shen's hand pierced into another dragon's eye. He held on to the hilt of the sword tightly and let the bone dragon struggle frantically. Shaky, thrilling.

The red fire in the eyes of the bone dragon gradually annihilated, and the roar turned into a whimper, resounding through the wilderness and mountains, echoing in everyone's hearts, shaking their minds.

It was the struggle of the creatures of heaven and earth unwilling to die, and it was even more anger at being awakened as an evil creature.

It used to be proud of the world and became a symbol of this land, but now it can only be scattered in such a frantic and hasty form.

Before I knew it, the winter solstice moistened my eyes, and tears welled up.

He seemed to understand the bone dragon's heart before its death, and also understood its indomitable struggle against the destiny.

The faces of the others were equally heavy, and Fujikawa Aoi was kneeling beside the tiankeng with tears streaming down her face. She didn't know if it was her mourning for the strong man, or whether she was crying that her bamboo basket was empty.

The man in the jacket was lying on the ground with blood all over his face. The good man Aso reached for his breath with his hands, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground with his buttocks.

Just now, when the bone dragon was dying, a huge energy burst out, and the man in the jacket was swept away to help the good man of Aso to block the blow. He was not as lucky as the winter solstice. He was injured and died on the spot.

He met with a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect that there are loyal and brave people in Little Japan, and they don't even want to die for their employers!"

Lao Zheng shook his head: "You don't know that, some ancient Japanese giants have samurai who have served for generations. If Ma Sheng died just now, that person would not be able to protect him well, and he would not be able to survive back. It is better to fight for the master and be loyal. name."

He Yu was speechless: "It seems that they are not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to themselves!"

Fujikawa Aoi staggered to Bei Chi Ei, checked her injuries, looked up at Long Shen and the others, and said with a gloomy face, "I will never forget your kindness to my disciple!"

He Yu laughed: "What's the matter, you want to take revenge? Your apprentice is not good at learning, and you blame others? Don't forget that you came here without special notification, and you didn't take the opportunity to turn you into missing persons. It's already kind of us. !"

Fujikawa Aoi's face was even more ugly. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He could only breathe out heavily.

On the contrary, the good man of Aso limped over and bowed to Long Shen and the others: "I'm very sorry for the trouble caused to you, thank you for your help, we will definitely go through the formalities when we go back, and for this affection, we will also Keep in mind!"

He Yu waved his hand carelessly: "You don't need to keep it in your heart. In the future, you will bring less random people to our country. Next time, don't blame us!"

Aoi Fujikawa, who was labeled "No Three No Four", turned purple.

It’s fine if he doesn’t understand Chinese, but he is still very good in Chinese. Fujikawa Aoi is highly respected in Japanese Shintoism, and he has never been treated like this. This is simply unbearable for him with high self-esteem.

After He Yu finished speaking, Long Shen said, "We will make solemn representations at the diplomatic level for this incident."

This time, it was Aso's turn to look bad.

Negotiation means wrangling, and wrangling means being blackmailed by the treacherous Chinese, but this time they were indeed caught, and the handle fell into the hands of others, there is nothing to say.

He reluctantly said goodbye to everyone with a smile, took the initiative to carry the unconscious Kitaike on his back, and walked down the mountain with Fujikawa Aoi, describing him as embarrassed, like a defeated soldier.

It was a night of fierce fighting, and the sky was already bright.

When you come, you wear the stars and the moon, and when you return, the morning light is slightly dewy.

Carrying the morning light on his back, Long Shen stood beside the Tiankeng and looked down, holding a long sword in his hand, the scabbard was gone.

I don't know if it's Wanshan Guxue or the quietness that the smoke has dissipated. His figure is not a bit lonely by the winter solstice.

Thousands of words, just one glance.