Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 119 Painted Clay Figure
A golden light flashed before his eyes, and then the golden field emitted by the human skin lantern disappeared.

"Add more lamp oil!"

Lu Ya immediately shouted loudly.

When the golden field unfolded again, Lu Ya was immediately stunned.

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the golden field light up, but when he looked up and saw Lu Ya's dull look, he was startled and turned to look back.

I saw that the expressions on the faces of those bronze officers were frozen at the last moment. Their clothes were changed into bright red and purple shrouds, their faces were painted with exaggerated blush and heavy makeup, like painted pottery clay sculptures, which looked very strange.

One of the remaining two Silver Orders also turned into a clay figurine. Only the other one closest to Jiang Yuan had his silver patterned head catcher's uniform being replaced by a bright red and purple shroud.

The neck below turned into a clay sculpture. Looking down at his body, the Silver Order leader showed a wry smile and opened his mouth to say something to the two of them.

But after the colored clay spread to the neck, the speed increased instantly, turning the Yinling head catcher who was about to speak into a painted clay figure.

"What's going on? Did a weird attack just happen?!"

Jiang Yuan's hands holding the human skin lantern were trembling slightly, and his pupils were shrinking and dilating involuntarily.

Suddenly, the human skin lantern felt something. The golden field that could expand three feet in radius seemed to be oppressed and began to slowly shrink.

"here we go again!"

When Lu Ya saw this, he immediately reacted, his eyes narrowed, and he rushed to Jiang Yuan and handed over the lamp oil.

"Don't let the lights go out!"

The uncle and nephew were back to back, staring at their surroundings warily.

Ka Ka Ka!
Lu Ya held the compass in his hand, trying to find the strange direction, but the compass seemed to be broken. It would point east, south, and sometimes even suddenly rotate 180 degrees and point in the opposite direction.

The outer ring that shows the distance will rotate forward and reverse for a while, and occasionally there will be a sudden brake.

Jiang Yuan clung to Lu Ya's back, as if this would bring him a little more sense of security. From the corner of his eye, he saw the strange shape of the compass in Lu Ya's hand, and couldn't help but panicked.
"Uncle Lu, isn't this compass broken?!"

Lu Ya glanced at the spinning compass, shook his head and said

"Weird is able to change his position at will in the ghost realm. Weird is moving, and the compass can't keep up."

Suddenly, when Jiang Yuan glanced at a group of policemen who had been turned into clay figures, he suddenly noticed that the eyes of a clay figure suddenly turned back when he looked over.

Jiang Yuan thought he had seen it wrong, but soon after he saw another clay figurine's eyes move.

This time, Jiang Yuan was sure that he had read it correctly and stared at the clay figure.

After being stared at by Jiang Yuan for a long time, the clay figurine did not move. When Jiang Yuan once again wondered if he was too nervous, the clay figurine next to the clay figurine suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Jiang Yuan.

The moment Jiang Yuan met the clay figurine's dead eyes, the hair on his body exploded.

A shrill scream came from his mouth

"Uncle! The clay figurine is alive!"

When Lu Ya heard this, he immediately turned around, changed positions with Jiang Yuan, and looked at the clay figurines transformed by his subordinates with solemnity and solemnity.

The next second, more clay figures began to turn their necks stiffly and looked straight over.

click!
click!
The clay figures slowly raised their hands and feet and slowly approached the two of them at a step-by-step pace. The expansion of the golden field continued to shrink as these clay figures moved forward.

The falling speed of the lamp oil in the lantern instantly increased several times.

"The lamp oil we are carrying won't last long, let's get back to the cart!"

Lu Ya took one look at the rate at which the lamp oil of the human skin lantern was being consumed and gave the order decisively.

The uncle and nephew moved back to back in the direction of the cart. The painted clay figurines slowly turned their heads, with more than 100 pairs of clay eyes staring at the two, and then began to turn.

The uncle and nephew were trapped on the cart with the lamp oil cans, watching the golden realm of the human skin lantern being continuously compressed. After the diameter was finally compressed to one foot, the raised steps of the painted clay figures could no longer fall and stopped. In mid-air, there was a stalemate with the human skin lantern.

On the cart, Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, but the nerve in his mind was still tight.

These former colleagues and subordinates were only transformed by Weiyi's power into existences similar to Weiyi's slaves. These Weiyi slaves alone have compressed the human skin lantern to such an extent. If Weiyi takes action himself, I am afraid that the lamp oil will be the first to be unable to withstand it. living.

Lu Ya clenched his steel teeth and turned tightly along the compass pointer. The wound in his hand that had just scabbed and was about to heal was torn apart by him again. A drop of pure blood had condensed and pressed on the compass sword pointer.

The sword-shaped pointer is restless and may fly out at any time.

"Stop, just a moment! Please!"

Lu Ya's body kept turning with the compass to ensure that he was facing Weiyi, and he murmured.

Suddenly, a thin figure flashed less than ten feet away. Lu Ya almost shot out the pointer of the compass, but he still held back.

Because the weird old lady just flashed for a moment and then disappeared again.

"Why haven't you taken action yet? Is there some killing pattern that needs to be triggered?"

Lu Ya looked at the old lady Wei who only flashed but did not launch an attack, and doubts arose in his heart.

"Uncle Lu, I can't hold on to the lamp oil anymore!"

At this moment, Jiang Yuan poured a jar of lamp oil completely into the human skin lantern, threw the jar away, and then said.

Fighting against more than 100 painted pottery clay figures at once, the human-skin lantern consumed lamp oil at an extremely high rate, so that Jiang Yuan did not dare to stop at all.

Because if it stops for a few seconds, the lamp oil may be bottomed out. By then the human skin lantern will be extinguished. Weiwei and the painted clay figures will launch an attack together. There will be no possibility for their uncle and nephew except death.

Lu Ya glanced at the remaining oil tanks on the truck and the piles of oil tank fragments on the ground with his peripheral vision, and made a rough calculation in his mind.

"Half an hour!"

"The lamp oil can still last for half a quarter of an hour!"

A quarter of an hour is 15 minutes, and a half-quarter of an hour is less than 8 minutes.

However, the weirdness shows no signs of stopping.

This made Lu Ya even more certain that the weirdness would only stop when the killing pattern was triggered.

"What is the pattern of killing?"

Lu Ya was squatting on the cart and thinking. Behind him, Jiang Yuan was also standing on the cart, pouring cans after cans of lamp oil into the human skin lantern.

He opened another can and evenly poured it into the human skin lantern. Jiang Yuan only had a few seconds to look around. When he saw the last can of oil on the cart, his eyes froze.

"Why was there an attack before but there is still no movement after so long? What is the difference between before and now?"

Lu Ya also paid attention to the number of oil tanks, but in times of crisis, he could not panic.

Finally, Lu Ya's eyes suddenly moved down and rested on the cart they were riding on.

"I know!" "It's dirt!"

Lu Ya suddenly raised his head.

"Only when the feet are on the ground, Weird will attack. Once the legs are off the ground, Weird will not be able to find the target of the attack."

"Jiang Yuan! Put out the lantern!"

Lu Ya shouted immediately.

"But!"

Jiang Yuan was shocked when he heard this.

"listen to me!"

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he looked at the last can of lamp oil in his hand, gritted his teeth, and stopped pouring it.

When the lamp oil in the human skin lantern was completely exhausted, the golden realm suddenly became disillusioned.

Thick fog rushed up instantly, covering the two people on the cart.

click!
click!
In the thick fog, stiff footsteps continued to approach, and finally clay figures with bright red cheeks surrounded the cart in circles.

Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he felt the sound of footsteps suddenly stopping very close at hand.

But after more than ten seconds, nothing happened, and Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a hand came from behind.

Jiang Yuan was startled and almost jumped up, but was held down by the hand.

"it's me!"

Lu Ya's deep voice sounded.

Jiang Yuan almost cried.

"Uncle, don't scare me."

At this moment, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt something cold and heavy being stuffed into him. Judging from the feel, it was a compass!
"Listen to me, this weird thing should only attack people who have their feet on the ground."

"We are all on the truck now, so we can't find the target."

"Wait a moment, you light the lantern, I will get out of the car to attract the strange attack, and you will take the opportunity to shoot out the strange compass! Remember, you only have one chance!"

Hearing Lu Ya talk about the next arrangements as if he were talking to everyone.

Jiang Yuan was stunned after hearing this.

"In this case, wouldn't you..."

Afterwards, Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and said

"Uncle! How about I do it? I..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Don't talk nonsense! I have already filled the gas and blood. All I need to do is fire it. Fill up the lamp oil immediately. When the lantern lights up, I will jump out. You must watch carefully!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan clenched his teeth, his eyes instantly moistened, and silently filled the human skin lantern with oil.

On the cart, there were only two heavy breathing sounds.

"Prepare!"

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a few seconds, or maybe ten minutes, when Lu Ya's calm voice came from the other end of the cart.

"Oh!"

A golden field suddenly unfolded, instantly pushing away the surrounding thick fog. At the same time, more than 100 painted clay figurines surrounding the cart were also pushed away!
A large area of ​​space suddenly appeared around the cart. The moment the golden field lit up, Lu Ya jumped down. As soon as his feet landed, a thin figure suddenly appeared outside the golden field, with a cold and strange charm. In an instant, he invaded the golden realm and ran straight from the ground to the cliff.

Bang!
The moment the golden realm came into contact with Jui Yun, the flame in the human skin lantern flashed for a moment, and then completely extinguished.

Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and shot the sword-shaped pointer on the compass towards the direction where the light suddenly appeared at the last moment.

The whole world seemed to come to a standstill, and then the surrounding thick fog began to slowly dissipate. Originally, it was impossible to see beyond ten centimeters, but now it is gradually possible to see farther.

Finally, outside the cart, a burly figure with his knees bent and jumping down, with his back turned to him, was revealed.

Jiang Yuan's lips trembled slightly and squirmed for a long time.
"Uncle~"

As soon as the voice came out, the tears he had been holding back for a long time could no longer be controlled and flowed down his cheeks, followed by suppressed sobs.

"You're crying! I'm not dead yet!"

A rough voice suddenly sounded. Jiang Yuan, who was suppressing his cry, suddenly raised his head, wiped his eyes twice with his sleeves, looked at the burly figure with wide eyes, and said excitedly
"Uncle Lu, are you okay?"

"You're very quick, I guess I'll have to find a wife for you when I get back."

Lu Ya's joking voice sounded, and Lu Ya stood up from the ground, turned around and looked at Jiang Yuan on the cart, who was all black and his face was blurry, like a tabby cat, and said with a smile.

"hey-hey!"

Jiang Yuan smiled sheepishly.

Lu Ya's face immediately turned serious.

"Now is not the time to celebrate. Hurry up and put Weiyi, who is fixed by the magic pointer, into the golden coffin!"

Jiang Yuan reacted immediately and jumped off the cart.

Lu Ya went to open the golden coffin that was fixed on another cart with a rope, while Jiang Yuan went in the direction where the magic pointer had been shot.

Jiang Yuan walked out of Lu Ya's sight after a few steps.

"Ok?"

Lu Ya opened the golden coffin and turned to look in the direction of Jiang Yuan.

At a glance, Jiang Yuan was not seen, and he frowned.

Looking at the thick fog around me, I found that compared with before, it did not seem to be getting lighter, and the white fog seemed to be getting thicker.

Lu Ya's expression changed and he immediately shouted
"Jiang Yuan is back!"

　Chapter 2 hasn’t been written yet, it will be later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)