Chapter 320
Chapter 320
Chapter 320
It didn't take long for Wang Feiyang to make a lot of bamboo strips, and then he started to use these bamboo strips to tie up some strange-shaped frames. I don't know what this guy wants to tie up and burn for Yan Fei, but I I didn't ask too much, after all, I don't know much about paper-making.
Because of the busy work last night, I also looked very tired, and the deep sleepiness swept over me, but because I was worried that Wang Feiyang would do something radical, I was trying to hold on to my sleepiness and didn't intend to go in sleep.
But at this time, Wang Feiyang put down the bamboo stick in his hand, and then turned to look at me.
Wang Feiyang's whole face looked very pale, like a piece of white paper, and there were two dark circles around his eyes, and he looked very tired.
After Yan Fei's death, Wang Feiyang did not shed a tear, and I knew in my heart that Wang Feiyang's tears had already been shed when his family was wiped out a year ago.
If he doesn't cry, it doesn't mean he doesn't feel bad. Sometimes, the feeling of wanting to cry without tears is the most painful. That kind of pain can even pierce the heart and go deep into the bone marrow.
"Go in and sleep."
Seeing me yawning from time to time, Wang Feiyang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
I tried my best to squeeze out a stiff smile, and replied: "I'm not sleepy, but you, why don't you go to sleep for a while, if you continue like this, your body will have problems."
"It's okay." Wang Feiyang replied: "I just want to tie some things for Master. Now he should have passed the Egou Ridge and arrived at Jinji Mountain. I have to make these things and burn them before he enters the gate of hell. Give it to him, and let him not suffer too much on the road to Huangquan."
After saying this, Wang Feiyang finally squeezed out a stiff smile on his face: "Wu Dao, don't worry about me, I naturally have a sense of proportion in my heart, and you don't have to worry that I will seek revenge from the Demon Sword and Dragon. If he doesn't show up, Of course I can't find him. Even if he shows up, I'm not his opponent. I won't be so stupid as to find him desperately. I still want to save my life to kill him. Before I have absolute strength, I will Live well."
After hearing Wang Feiyang's words, the big rock hanging in my heart finally fell. Wang Feiyang is indeed a very rational person, and what he said is in line with his character. I am too sleepy , So I decided to go to sleep for a while.
But at this time, I completely ignored one point. After a person has experienced too many blows, his heart will collapse, and for such a person with a broken heart, his heart has long lost his reason.
Before a storm comes, it is often very calm, and Wang Feiyang at this time happens to be in the state before the storm.
After entering the room, I lay on the bed and fell asleep not long after. Although I fell asleep, I kept reminding myself that I must not sleep for too long. After all, I still wanted to stare at Wang Feiyang, even though he said that. I said that, but I still feel a little uneasy in my heart.
For this reason, I specially set the alarm clock on my mobile phone. I didn't sleep for a long time, and I felt that someone entered the room. It should be Wang Feiyang. He may be too tired, so he couldn't hold it anymore, and planned to come in to rest for a while.
Without thinking too much, I turned over and continued to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept. I wanted to wake up earlier, but I don't know the reason. There were several times in the middle of my brain that reminded me to wake up quickly, but the extremely strong sleepiness made me sleepy. I couldn't open my eyes at all, I even heard the sound of the alarm clock ringing, but this sound seemed to be in my sleep, I even had a very deep dream because of this, the dream scene in the dream was messy , so that I can't even remember what I dreamed about in this dream.
Finally, when I opened my eyes and woke up from my sleep, I was surprised to find that it was already dark outside.
For a moment, my mind was in a daze, and I couldn't even tell whether it was morning or night. I subconsciously grabbed the phone next to me and looked at it, and found that it was more than nine o'clock in the evening on the second day of the new year.
"How is this possible? I obviously haven't slept for a long time. Why did I sleep for nearly forty hours?"
I sat up from the bed with a puzzled and bewildered expression, only then did I realize that the whole room was filled with a very special smell of sandalwood, which was somewhat similar to a licorice smell. It's quite intoxicating, but after smelling it for a long time, it gives people a confused feeling.
At this moment, my heart skipped a beat, and then I hurriedly jumped off the bed, and then fixed my eyes on the incense burner in front of the bedside table. At that moment, my brow furrowed instantly.
"Requiem incense."
Requiem incense is not uncommon in the world of yin and yang. In ancient times, the main material for making some incense was this incense of requiem. Although this incense of requiem does not have the violent effect of incense, it can make sleeping Sleepy people are more sleepy, and people who can wake up after only six or seven hours of sleep can even sleep for more than ten or twenty hours without waking up after being lit with this requiem incense.
The effect of this thing is equivalent to sleeping pills. In the world of Yin and Yang, it is generally used to treat insomnia, and it has the effect of allowing people with insomnia to fall asleep peacefully. But at this time, in this room, there actually appeared Requiem Incense, a bad smell. A premonition came to my mind instantly.
"Wang Feiyang, it must be Wang Feiyang. This guy must be doing something. That's why he deliberately used Requiem incense to make me sleep for an extra day and night. What does he want to do?"
My back suddenly burst into cold sweat, and then I rushed out of the room with big strides. As soon as I came to the yard, I saw Wang Feiyang sitting cross-legged under the yellow jue tree, motionless. Inside the yard, there were black ashes that had been burned to ashes everywhere.
"Brother Yang."
I yelled and walked towards Wang Feiyang, but Wang Feiyang didn't answer me. He was like a sculpture, sitting there motionless.
"not good."
I suddenly thought of something, and walked towards Wang Feiyang with big strides. When I saw him sitting cross-legged under the yellow jue tree like an old monk in meditation, my heart suddenly rose to my throat.
At the same time, next to Wang Feiyang, I saw the book Tie Paper into Military Art that had been turned over countless times. I naturally knew this book. It was when his grandfather Wang Bilin died when he was in the City of Death. It was passed on to him, but Wang Bilin asked Wang Feiyang to bring this book to Bashu City to find Yan Fei, and it was because of this book that Yan Fei agreed to take Wang Feiyang into his family.
At this time, the book Tie Paper into Military Art was open. I picked up the book immediately and looked at the contents of the book.
The moment I read the contents of this book, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
At this time, the content of this page displayed in this book records a very special forbidden technique of paper binding. The level of taboo of this forbidden technique is similar to that of paper puppet. For ghosts and ghosts!
The so-called Ghost Horse Yin Bingshu, as the name suggests, is to make use of the special skill that the things made by the paper maker can circulate freely in the underworld, to make some paper horses and paper figures, and these paper horses and paper figures are different from ordinary paper figures. Ordinary paper dolls are usually boys and girls or some servants, and they are burned to the underworld to be used as servants by the dead, while the ghost horse soldiers are war horses and soldiers.
That is to say, the paper figurines made by using this ghost horse and Yin military technique will become effective Yin soldiers and Yin generals after being burned to the underworld. According to the records in this book, it is said that in the period of the Republic of China, there was a In order to find his wife's dead soul in the underworld, the superb paper maker insisted on using this forbidden technique to form a yin soldier composed of more than 300 people and killed them all the way from Huangquan Road to the ghost gate, finally killing his wife's dead soul. I brought it back.
I took my eyes back from the book, looked at the paper ashes all over the yard, and remembered the scene of Yan Fei spending two hours tying a golden dragon in the previous video, and the hairs all over my body stood on end.
Making a golden dragon is dozens of times more difficult than making a paper figurine. Yan Fei made a golden dragon in less than two hours, and Wang Feiyang already has a background in paper making, and with Yan Fei's true biography, there are nearly forty In an hour, he can make at least a hundred paper figurines and horses, or even more.
Thinking of this, my brain exploded with a buzzing sound. This guy Wang Feiyang is really crazy. He has drawn so many ghost soldiers, and he wants to lead this team to kill Yan Fei on Huangquan Road!
(End of this chapter)
It didn't take long for Wang Feiyang to make a lot of bamboo strips, and then he started to use these bamboo strips to tie up some strange-shaped frames. I don't know what this guy wants to tie up and burn for Yan Fei, but I I didn't ask too much, after all, I don't know much about paper-making.
Because of the busy work last night, I also looked very tired, and the deep sleepiness swept over me, but because I was worried that Wang Feiyang would do something radical, I was trying to hold on to my sleepiness and didn't intend to go in sleep.
But at this time, Wang Feiyang put down the bamboo stick in his hand, and then turned to look at me.
Wang Feiyang's whole face looked very pale, like a piece of white paper, and there were two dark circles around his eyes, and he looked very tired.
After Yan Fei's death, Wang Feiyang did not shed a tear, and I knew in my heart that Wang Feiyang's tears had already been shed when his family was wiped out a year ago.
If he doesn't cry, it doesn't mean he doesn't feel bad. Sometimes, the feeling of wanting to cry without tears is the most painful. That kind of pain can even pierce the heart and go deep into the bone marrow.
"Go in and sleep."
Seeing me yawning from time to time, Wang Feiyang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
I tried my best to squeeze out a stiff smile, and replied: "I'm not sleepy, but you, why don't you go to sleep for a while, if you continue like this, your body will have problems."
"It's okay." Wang Feiyang replied: "I just want to tie some things for Master. Now he should have passed the Egou Ridge and arrived at Jinji Mountain. I have to make these things and burn them before he enters the gate of hell. Give it to him, and let him not suffer too much on the road to Huangquan."
After saying this, Wang Feiyang finally squeezed out a stiff smile on his face: "Wu Dao, don't worry about me, I naturally have a sense of proportion in my heart, and you don't have to worry that I will seek revenge from the Demon Sword and Dragon. If he doesn't show up, Of course I can't find him. Even if he shows up, I'm not his opponent. I won't be so stupid as to find him desperately. I still want to save my life to kill him. Before I have absolute strength, I will Live well."
After hearing Wang Feiyang's words, the big rock hanging in my heart finally fell. Wang Feiyang is indeed a very rational person, and what he said is in line with his character. I am too sleepy , So I decided to go to sleep for a while.
But at this time, I completely ignored one point. After a person has experienced too many blows, his heart will collapse, and for such a person with a broken heart, his heart has long lost his reason.
Before a storm comes, it is often very calm, and Wang Feiyang at this time happens to be in the state before the storm.
After entering the room, I lay on the bed and fell asleep not long after. Although I fell asleep, I kept reminding myself that I must not sleep for too long. After all, I still wanted to stare at Wang Feiyang, even though he said that. I said that, but I still feel a little uneasy in my heart.
For this reason, I specially set the alarm clock on my mobile phone. I didn't sleep for a long time, and I felt that someone entered the room. It should be Wang Feiyang. He may be too tired, so he couldn't hold it anymore, and planned to come in to rest for a while.
Without thinking too much, I turned over and continued to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept. I wanted to wake up earlier, but I don't know the reason. There were several times in the middle of my brain that reminded me to wake up quickly, but the extremely strong sleepiness made me sleepy. I couldn't open my eyes at all, I even heard the sound of the alarm clock ringing, but this sound seemed to be in my sleep, I even had a very deep dream because of this, the dream scene in the dream was messy , so that I can't even remember what I dreamed about in this dream.
Finally, when I opened my eyes and woke up from my sleep, I was surprised to find that it was already dark outside.
For a moment, my mind was in a daze, and I couldn't even tell whether it was morning or night. I subconsciously grabbed the phone next to me and looked at it, and found that it was more than nine o'clock in the evening on the second day of the new year.
"How is this possible? I obviously haven't slept for a long time. Why did I sleep for nearly forty hours?"
I sat up from the bed with a puzzled and bewildered expression, only then did I realize that the whole room was filled with a very special smell of sandalwood, which was somewhat similar to a licorice smell. It's quite intoxicating, but after smelling it for a long time, it gives people a confused feeling.
At this moment, my heart skipped a beat, and then I hurriedly jumped off the bed, and then fixed my eyes on the incense burner in front of the bedside table. At that moment, my brow furrowed instantly.
"Requiem incense."
Requiem incense is not uncommon in the world of yin and yang. In ancient times, the main material for making some incense was this incense of requiem. Although this incense of requiem does not have the violent effect of incense, it can make sleeping Sleepy people are more sleepy, and people who can wake up after only six or seven hours of sleep can even sleep for more than ten or twenty hours without waking up after being lit with this requiem incense.
The effect of this thing is equivalent to sleeping pills. In the world of Yin and Yang, it is generally used to treat insomnia, and it has the effect of allowing people with insomnia to fall asleep peacefully. But at this time, in this room, there actually appeared Requiem Incense, a bad smell. A premonition came to my mind instantly.
"Wang Feiyang, it must be Wang Feiyang. This guy must be doing something. That's why he deliberately used Requiem incense to make me sleep for an extra day and night. What does he want to do?"
My back suddenly burst into cold sweat, and then I rushed out of the room with big strides. As soon as I came to the yard, I saw Wang Feiyang sitting cross-legged under the yellow jue tree, motionless. Inside the yard, there were black ashes that had been burned to ashes everywhere.
"Brother Yang."
I yelled and walked towards Wang Feiyang, but Wang Feiyang didn't answer me. He was like a sculpture, sitting there motionless.
"not good."
I suddenly thought of something, and walked towards Wang Feiyang with big strides. When I saw him sitting cross-legged under the yellow jue tree like an old monk in meditation, my heart suddenly rose to my throat.
At the same time, next to Wang Feiyang, I saw the book Tie Paper into Military Art that had been turned over countless times. I naturally knew this book. It was when his grandfather Wang Bilin died when he was in the City of Death. It was passed on to him, but Wang Bilin asked Wang Feiyang to bring this book to Bashu City to find Yan Fei, and it was because of this book that Yan Fei agreed to take Wang Feiyang into his family.
At this time, the book Tie Paper into Military Art was open. I picked up the book immediately and looked at the contents of the book.
The moment I read the contents of this book, my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
At this time, the content of this page displayed in this book records a very special forbidden technique of paper binding. The level of taboo of this forbidden technique is similar to that of paper puppet. For ghosts and ghosts!
The so-called Ghost Horse Yin Bingshu, as the name suggests, is to make use of the special skill that the things made by the paper maker can circulate freely in the underworld, to make some paper horses and paper figures, and these paper horses and paper figures are different from ordinary paper figures. Ordinary paper dolls are usually boys and girls or some servants, and they are burned to the underworld to be used as servants by the dead, while the ghost horse soldiers are war horses and soldiers.
That is to say, the paper figurines made by using this ghost horse and Yin military technique will become effective Yin soldiers and Yin generals after being burned to the underworld. According to the records in this book, it is said that in the period of the Republic of China, there was a In order to find his wife's dead soul in the underworld, the superb paper maker insisted on using this forbidden technique to form a yin soldier composed of more than 300 people and killed them all the way from Huangquan Road to the ghost gate, finally killing his wife's dead soul. I brought it back.
I took my eyes back from the book, looked at the paper ashes all over the yard, and remembered the scene of Yan Fei spending two hours tying a golden dragon in the previous video, and the hairs all over my body stood on end.
Making a golden dragon is dozens of times more difficult than making a paper figurine. Yan Fei made a golden dragon in less than two hours, and Wang Feiyang already has a background in paper making, and with Yan Fei's true biography, there are nearly forty In an hour, he can make at least a hundred paper figurines and horses, or even more.
Thinking of this, my brain exploded with a buzzing sound. This guy Wang Feiyang is really crazy. He has drawn so many ghost soldiers, and he wants to lead this team to kill Yan Fei on Huangquan Road!
(End of this chapter)