The pencil is a great invention in the world, because it is powerful, adaptable, and convenient for writing and drawing. Qi Yan is not drawing a talisman with it, but drawing the approximate shape of this alley, combining the four directions to infer where the grid points are.

To be a warlock, if you want to be accomplished in the formation method, you must have sufficient knowledge of space geometry. Otherwise, when you are in the array, not only the slightest effect will not be achieved, but you may even backfire yourself, so the geometric performance is too poor. People are not suitable for learning this.

After taking out the mobile phone, opening the network map and comparing the route direction, Qi Yan put the mobile phone and pencil away and walked into the alley.

The bodyguard sitting in the car wiped his eyes and watched Qi Yan disappear into the alley. I don't know if it was his illusion. He felt that this alley looked like extraordinarily dark, like a monster with a mouth wide open, waiting to swallow people in at any time.

Although he didn't know what Qi Yan was doing, his instinct told him something was happening here, and he turned to look at the fifth master in the back seat.

The fifth young man looked solemn and put his hand on the doorknob, but he knew that this was all in vain. I don't know what Master Qi did to this car. He tried his best to open the door of the car. It was a wicked one.

The alley was full of cars parked on the side of the road, and a bunch of gorgeous flowers extended from the anti-theft window of the window, adding a bit of vitality to the quiet alley. At the end of the alley, there is a huge banyan tree. Maybe because of the old age, there is a brand specially put on it by the Plant Protection Association. The roots of the banyan tree are surrounded by a flower bed. Inside the flower bed are several small glass bottles. Each bottle is filled with paper flowers. A small card is hung on the bottleneck and it says-for the big tree. gift.

The writing is crooked and oblique, still childish.

The leaves shook, but Qi Yan didn't feel the wind flying by. He looked up at the dense leaves on the canopy, and when he turned to leave, the leaves swayed more severely.

All things have spirits, and so are trees. Qi Yan didn’t know if the tree was shaking the leaves due to the influence of the formation aura, or if it had feelings with the creatures here. It shook the leaves to remind the humans here or ask him for help, but he still stopped. After stepping down, he turned around and bowed a Taoist ceremony to this big tree.

The leaves were still shaking, but Qi Yan didn't look back anymore. He stretched out his fingers, tangled for two seconds, and took his fate in his trouser pocket, took out a small thumb-wide box, and took out a silver needle from the box. , Trembling hands tucked his fingertips, grinning at the blood bead coming out of his hands.

"Yuanshi Anzhen, tell all souls. Yuedu true official, the earth is only the spirit..." Qi Yan drew blood between his brows, and the blood beads instantly turned into a diamond shape. The knot mudra began to slowly dissipate, and they could no longer enter the doors and windows of each household, and the luck and vitality of each household would no longer go out.

What he is using now is the Antian Divine Curse among the eight commonly used Taoist mantras. The main function of this curse is to invite the gods to return to their throne. No one has seen what God is and what kind of existence it is. From Qi Yan's understanding, God is the faith of mankind. What he wants to borrow is the spirit of mankind's desire for peace and tranquility to suppress this evil spirit and recall their own luck and vitality.

Even if you can't come back, you must stop the continued loss of vitality. At the current rate of loss of vitality, there will be a catastrophic accident in this place before the early hours of tonight, and he dare not calculate how many deaths will be.

"Zuosheyouji, don't be alarmed." It is reasonable to say that Qi Yan should have set up the altar at this time. However, when emergency is urgent, Qi Yan does not stick to driving, and mobilizes his whole body to blend with the vitality in the air. , To increase the intensity of their own curse.

Some of the vitality and luck that had flown out began to gradually return, and a little bit into this quiet and strange alley.

"Brother!" Li Cunxu noticed the difference in the formation, and hurriedly set up the magic weapon to defend the formation. "Someone moved the formation we set."

This is too similar to the situation he encountered last time. At that time, he didn’t know the severity of his arrival. With two apprentices, he helped people change their fate. Later, the formation failed and was backlashed. Also lying in bed to recuperate.

Lin Huaihong also noticed that someone was dismantling the formation set by the two of their brothers and sisters, and this person was still coming aggressively, so he shouldn't be an unknown person.

The two brothers had no time to think about who was going to oppose them again. They looked at each other and sat cross-legged in front of the altar, pinching the power of the formation. It was only a few hours away, and their plan was about to succeed. How could an eventful Cheng Yaojin appear halfway through?

Qi Yan sensed that the strength of the magic circle was strengthening, and the vitality that had already returned slipped away again. His chest became tight, and countless cold breaths suddenly rushed into his body. His gesture changed, and he quickly took out a few brand new pieces from his body. The hundred-dollar bill is at your fingertips.

With two fingers, these hundred-yuan bills quickly fell to eight points, and then they clung to them.

The cold air pouring into Qi Yan's body instantly dissipated, Qi Yan staggered, taking a long breath.

Don't underestimate the power of the hundred-dollar bill, because it is a favorite object of countless people, with the heads of great people on it, and it has its own aura. If ordinary people encounter situations such as ghost press, put a few new hundred-yuan bills or great men's head badges under their pillows, and this situation can be alleviated.

"Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization, Harmony..." As a young man of Five Goods, Qi Yan has memorized the core values ​​of society. Lie on his heart.

"I am proud to serve the people, and ashamed to betray human lives!" Qi Yan was sweaty, holding the silver needle, and wanted to poke the silver needle into the center of the battle, but the strong resistance of the center made him even raise his hand, and it took effort. The strength of the whole body.

To become a top warlock, one must do mathematics and chemistry, learn political history, and draw all kinds of talismans when it is considered to be a geographical area.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the brilliant sun had long since disappeared, the wind was raging, and the rainstorm was about to come.

Qi Yan clenched his teeth and insisted, his gums began to glow, he held his right wrist with his left hand, and took a deep breath, "The sky is round, the nine chapters of the law, I will write today, the ghosts! Anxious as a law!"

At the exit of this magic curse, he felt a fresh vitality rushing over, this feeling...much like the vitality of the big banyan tree.

But fortunately, with this vitality coming, Qi Yan felt that he had a little more strength, and the silver needle was a little closer to the front.

"Brother, I can't hold it anymore." Li Cunxu spit out a mouthful of blood, his hands trembled, and he could hardly pinch his fingers. Which expert is the one who is bad for their good?

"Since he insists not to leave us behind, then we don't have to be merciful." Lin Huaihong took out a few pieces of yellow paper and kept chanting spells in his mouth. The yellow paper quickly became a villain, and Lin Huaihong worshipped in front of the altar. Three prayers, put the paper man into a bowl, the bowl is full of black blood, with an unpleasant stench.

"Brother, you want to..." Li Cunxu's expression changed drastically. This life-killing technique is extremely lethal, but it does not hurt the practitioner.

"At this juncture, we have to give it a try," Lin Huaihong pinched the finger, urging the spell to start.

This time, unless there is an honorable person who has been rare in a century to help, otherwise this person who has done bad things for him will undoubtedly die!

"Fifth Young Master?!" The bodyguard watched in a daze as the boss kicked the car door open. He wanted to behave like this, but he didn't know... the car door didn't move at all, and it didn't give him face at all.

As a professional bodyguard, he feels very stressed.

Cen Baihe ignored the bodyguards still tossing in the car and strode into the alley. When he saw Qi Yan lying on the ground under the strong wind, his footsteps stopped strangely.

He looked around and found that Qi Yan still had a few RMB scattered around him, but he didn't know why the wind was so strong, but the money didn't move.

"Puff!" Qi Yan felt that the people behind the formation started to target him. He raised his head and glanced at the darkened sky, bit his tongue cruelly, and spouted a mouthful of blood.

With a force of the wrist, the silver needle pierced into the concrete ground fiercely, the airflow in the entire alley began to be disordered, and the leaves were flying all over the sky. Even Qi Yan himself was pushed back by the airflow for two or three meters.

He just wanted to stand up, and suddenly felt the evil spirit around him suddenly attacked him like crazy. He murmured secretly in his heart that the people behind this had been badly done by him, and this was going to make him pay for his life.

Just when the evil spirit was about to hit him, a person suddenly stood in front of him, bent over and stretched out his hand to him.

The suffocating qi in the sky ran into the rich purple qi, like a moth pounced on a raging fire, and it instantly vanished.

"Boom!"

Lin Huaihong was lying on the ground, vomiting several mouthfuls of blood, his head tilted, and he didn't know his life or death.

"Brother!" Seeing Lin Huaihong fainted, Li Cunxu couldn't maintain the formation anymore. He fell back and got up from the ground after a long while. He crawled to Lin Huaihong's side, stretched out his hand, and Lin Huaihong had no breath.

"Brother!" Li Cunxu sat on the ground slumpingly. He couldn't figure out how the senior brother's Soul Eater spell failed and caused such a serious backlash. It's impossible.

"Cen Baihe coughed a few times, and his face was a little pale. "It's going to rain, won't you get up? "

"Thank you." Qi Yan stood up with Cen Baihe's hand, and looked down to see that his body was covered with dust and blood was spitting out on his clothes. I couldn't help but sucked on the bitten tongue, bent over to pick up the hundred-yuan bill he just threw out, "Why did you come out?"

Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan with complicated eyes, and for the first time truly realized that this world might be a bit unscientific.

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