C83 (1/2)
At this moment, Seventh Uncle also retreated to my side and whispered, ”Can you see it?”
I focused my mind and looked around. A few people had already fallen in the small room. Hidden green lights would appear from time to time. ”Shua!” Seventh Uncle and I took a step back at the same time as a streak of white light.
It was the horsetail whisk Ling Xiaozi released. After passing by, he saw a faint green light at the door, and everyone avoided the door. Ling Xiaozi shouted loudly, ”Everyone, stand back. ”Dragon Gate's Seven Fiends, get ready!”
I don't know what's the use of a boy soldier like the Seven Evils of the Dragon Gate, but Ling Xiaozi held a flint in both hands as he fixed the light. Seven children are worth two, and there are only five male children, what's the use of that!
The five daoists took off their robes one by one, their chests facing the door as they took a horse stance. With a flick of Ling Xiaozi's wrist, the fire stone immediately floated in the air and was placed between their palms. The yellow fire slowly turned red.
The red light seemed to have a life of its own, enveloping the five daoists. Faintly, I could see the daoist-boy's bare upper body. His skin was engraved with many characters. As for the symbols, I couldn't see them clearly.
The fire stones in Ling Xiaozui's palms started to spin rapidly. The five disciples closed their eyes and started to chant an incantation towards the door. Suddenly, Ling Xiaozi's eyes opened as his face was covered with sweat, ”A heart as clear as water, a heart at ease with water. There was no wind, no waves. My sense of justice is awe-inspiring, even ghosts and monsters are scared. ”!” The five daoists acted as if they had been possessed, their eyes as big as bells and their chests suddenly shooting up. ”Wow …” An ear-piercing screech split the air as the green light at the door disappeared.
The flickering light bulb slowly returned to its brightness. Looking back at the flint in Ling Xiaozi's hand, he held it firmly in his palm. The bright red flame had disappeared, and the original light was as if nothing had happened.
Ling Xiaozi's arrogant eyes were like he was provoking me. What made me even more surprised was that there were five half-naked daoists with clean bodies. I saw all the runes engraved on them just now.
After a minute, the light stopped flickering. Seventh Uncle let out a long breath, cupped his hands, and said, ”Junior Brother Ling Xiao, thank you for saving me.”
Ling Xiao Zi waved his horsetail whisk, wiping the sweat off his forehead, and spoke with a much weaker tone, ”Senior Brother Qi Chuan, the power of the Dragon Gate's Seven Evils has been greatly reduced by two people. Otherwise, they will definitely be able to exterminate that demon.
There are still three days until the completion of the Ghost Infant Soul Refinement, and Yin Half is in their hands. Although I have the confidence to break through the Dragon Gate's Seven Evils and Ling Xiaozi, that was reasonable. I was indeed unable to handle Ling Xiaozi's move just now, so I immediately nodded my head in consideration for my own safety.
In the early hours of the morning, we returned to the True Martial Hall of the Dragon Gate. The scene was extremely lively, with crowds of people gathering and welcoming everyone around. The True Martial Great Hall was illuminated by the light of the fire, and Ling Xiaozi had already recovered.
Suddenly, a thick hemp rope appeared in front of us, blocking our path. Then, the rope came out from all directions and several Taoists tied the four of us together with the rope.
In a moment of panic, I took a deep breath and was about to break free when, all of a sudden, a few Daoists came at us with a wooden basin in their hands. Diesel! The torches moved, and I gave up the thought of resisting.
”Ling Xiaozi!” Seventh Uncle took off his glasses and asked in a low voice, ”What do you mean by that?”
”Humph!” Ling Xiaozi shook his horsetail whisk as if this was already his signature move. Damn it! ”You can't talk without flinging your whisk.” ”The spirit guarding the mountain was killed by your two subordinates the night before yesterday. Many people sneaked out of the mountain, and my Dragon Gate Sect will be facing a calamity. The birth of a ghost is the best explanation for that. Dong Seven Chuan, do you admit your mistake?”
Seventh Uncle did not act too aggressively. He raised his hand to wipe his glasses and said, ”Capture us at the hotel with the invincible Dragon Gate's Seven Evils. Do you want to kill us? Ling Xiaozi, you're really scheming well.”
The four of us were tied up into a big dumpling, and Fat Lei turned his fat waist, moving forward. ”Hey!” He's talking about you! Was it that lousy snake? Haha, I was the one who killed the snake, I was the one who ate the snake, and Seventh Uncle and I were colleagues. He doesn't know about this, so you need to be clear about each other's kindness and grudges! ”
”A collusion!” Ling Xiaozi said stubbornly, ”You have offended the mountain god. Without Dong Seven Chuan, it would have been impossible for you to go up the mountain. All of you would have been executed due to the sect's rules.”