Chapter 17 Midnight Singing
Fu Yang also jumped up and asked Ah Huang excitedly: "What can I do to you?"
"Okay, you can catch the rooster and kill it first, and let it go!"
"Uh...Don't Mao do such a low-level thing by himself?"
"As a master, I don't want to fight a chicken."
"Grass……"
There was no choice but to pull out a sharp short knife from A Huang's open cloth bag and sharpen the knife to the rooster.
This guy obviously has no experience in killing chickens, so he took off the mouth cover that was put on the rooster's mouth in his first move.
The rooster immediately screamed like someone was forced to do so, extremely miserable.
"Stop calling, stop calling!" Fu Yang was furious.
"Gee, gee~" the rooster cried even more vigorously.
"Go to Damn!"
Fu Yang was anxious and took the knife and chopped off the rooster's head with huge force. The blood flowed out immediately.
Ah Huang, who was preparing other spell casting tools, was almost glaring out: "Catch it with a bowl, we will both have to play with it if the rooster's blood is gone later!"
After a lot of trouble, I finally caught a large bowl of chicken blood.
And our poor **** was already dying and died soon...
Ah Huang took the bowl of steaming rooster blood and poured it all into the ink. He stirred it evenly with a brush, and the red and black looked a little weird.
Then, with a big stroke, it was stained with chicken blood and ink. The pen was between dragons and snakes, and a more complex talisman paper that was more complicated than when detecting the depth of Lin Xin Lake before began to gradually show its shape...
Fu Yang was relished and interested in watching it. He even unconsciously thought of learning Taoism.
After drawing for a while, I stopped until I finished it.
Fu Yang was curious: "What's wrong?"
Ah Huang touched his nose awkwardly: "This... the steps of this invisible array talisman are too complicated. I forgot a little, so I will flip through the book first." As he said that, he actually found a simple yellowed thread-bound book from his wide robe. He frowned and compared it while drawing the talisman with chicken blood ink.
Fu Yang suddenly felt that he was in a bad mood: Your uncle! Why do I feel like we are going to be killed by the evil spirit tonight?
It took me almost an hour to draw the very advanced "invisible array talisman" that Ah Huang said. It was already past seven o'clock in the evening.
There was no one in the forest farm, the sun was completely set, and the night was coming. Lin Xinhu almost couldn't see his hands around him, and there were no birds or insects. It looked like a huge and gloomy grave! Fu Yang felt that it was even more terrifying than the Xishan Cemetery I visited before...
"As fast as the law, the Three Pure Ones will give me power! The formation will rise!"
Ah Huang pinched out the seal that Fu Yang could not understand with both hands, and looked at his temples, his eyes actually glowed in the darkness.
At the same time, the piece of talisman paper painted with chicken blood ink and sprinkled with a layer of cinnabar emitted a soft and bright light. It slowly flew above the heads of the two people, covering an eggshell-shaped light curtain to protect it. It looked very safe.
If you look from a distance, Fu Yang and A Huang are sitting in a glowing transparent cover. They are very eye-catching in the dark woods...
"I said Ah Huang, wouldn't this be too high-profile? Then what kind of water nightmare corpse will not discover us as soon as it comes out?"
"No. In fact, only the formation created by the talisman paper is so bright. Other people or ghosts are still dark in their eyes. Even if we yell inside the formation, we can't find it."
"sharp!"
"Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend..."
Both guys with both carefree personalities were bragging about it in a mess. The night became deeper and deeper and the temperature was getting lower and lower. Fu Yang felt a hint of coldness.
After all, this formation can feel the perception of ghosts, but it cannot isolate the actual weather outside.
Gululu, Gulululu.
A large splash of water appeared on the dark Linxin Lake, surging like a Baotu Spring.
In the center of this splash, a woman's head wrapped in hair slowly emerged from it. Then two pale and swollen arms stretched out to support it on the water.
With a force, he lifted the lower half of his body up.
It is a terrifying water nightmare corpse!
Its limbs were twisted, and it was lying on the water like a big spider, with black hair spreading on its body. It quickly crawled towards the shore on the water...
Fu Yang, who was originally staring at the drowsy surface of the lake, was so scared that he almost didn't urinate directly when he saw this ghost. There was no trace of sleepiness!
He pushed Ah Huang, who was almost asleep next to him, "Here's here!"
"Come? The beauty is here! Where is it?"
Ah Huang suddenly woke up, jumped up and looked around, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Fu Yang kicked him hard with a black thread and said, "Damn we are catching ghosts! Can you be more serious?"
Shaking his head hard, Ah Huang woke up this time, and looked at the lake with Fu Yang's gaze as he was about to kill. The wet water corpse had already crawled to the shore, stood up, and walked slowly.
Every time it took a step, it made a dull sound of giggling from its body wrapped around its hair, and the bones all over its body seemed to be broken and twisted.
It was the first time Fu Yang saw the Shui Yan corpse with his own eyes and stared at it.
Perhaps because Fu Yang did not show too much other performance except for his nervous expression, Ah Huang expressed that he had no sense of accomplishment: "Huh? Are you not afraid? This is really a terrifying ghost, he killed people in minutes!"
"Nonsense! Of course I'm afraid, but there's no need to scream."
With the protection of the invisible formation talisman, the terrifying water nightmare corpse did not notice their existence at all. Step by step, it was getting farther and farther away from the lake, and it was about to enter the grass that was rising from the humans.
Ah Huang Yizhen had already prepared the peach wood short sword in his hand: "Be careful and stay in the talisman array. I'll get rid of this evil spirit before talking about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could get out, he heard a crisp song ringing in the dark and silent dense forest.
"Come on, cut the head, cut the head and pat the ball. What should I do if the ball is not enough? Don't regret killing Duoduo..."
It's a very crisp childish voice with a little cute feeling.
But in such an environment, the lyrics are like this, without any cuteness, but instead bring a stronger sense of horror than the water nightmare corpse in front of you!
Fu Yang's scalp exploded and he turned around in horror and looked in the direction of the song: "Who?! What the hell."
Chapter completed!