Heavenly Dao Formula Chapter 116: The Art of Destruction

At four quarters, in a courtyard in the south of the city.

　　 Li and Shanhui quietly crossed the fence and entered the courtyard-in the afternoon, they once again sneaked into the underground passage and dropped a few cloth bags wrapped in medicinal materials. Some of these cloth pouches are rotten, and some are slightly fragrant, but without exception, they can spread far away. Using these special flavors and general investigations, Luo Youer locked the location of the patio.

　　 It is located in this seemingly inconspicuous courtyard.

　　 I have to say that the tunnel has really made great efforts to prevent it. This place is located at the junction of the rich area and the outer city. If there is no taste guide, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that such an ordinary house is actually underneath Don't have a hole in the sky.

　　 Even the patio looks like an ordinary well from the outside. Not only is it built with a barrel rack, but it is also tied with hemp rope for the bucket.

　　 There are naturally guards in the house, but no one has noticed the problem for more than ten years, and the guards can’t stare at it all night. They are more of occupying this room, ensuring that the patio is under their control.

　　 Judging from the swords and robes placed by the bed, the two men stationed here are members of the East Sea Gang.

　　 Li walked to the head of the bed step by step and raised his tail to Shanhui.

　　 That's a signal of offense.

　　 The two pounced separately, and the short knife held in their mouth pierced the opponent's throat.

　　 The latter did not react from beginning to end. It's not that they don't have no marching guard, such as the bells hanging at the door and the silk thread tied to the doorpost-it's a pity that these methods are meaningless to the demon.

　　……

　　 On the roof of the bungalow, the fire flickered twice.

　　 "Sister Li took down the patio area." Luo Youer, who received the signal, beckoned, "Let's go in!"

　　 Two teams that had been waiting at the corner for a long time filed out from the dark. These people, led by Li Xing, pushed a trolley and carried a pack of cloth bags into the hospital.

　　 Xia Fan and Ning Wanjun also followed into the house.

　　 "The mouth of the well is sealed." Li turned his head back and whispered.

　　 Xia Fan cautiously approached the side of the well, and when he looked through the probe, he saw a dark area below, as if it were not bottomed. But with the help of the faint moonlight, he could vaguely see the faint cold light reflected from a position about ten feet down.

　　 That should be something like an iron fence.

　　 Obviously, the Donghai Gang does not want anyone to break into their hinterland directly from the vent.

　　 This did not surprise Xia Fan.

　　 He didn't plan to rush into the enemy's lair from here, and compete with those who are inspired by Dongsheng Kingdom.

　　 In other words, he was not ready to "compete".

　　 The other party is an unruly evil spirit, so he naturally doesn't need to talk about justice.

　　 "Let’s start posting, remember to be light on your hands and feet."

　　 "Yes." Li Xing replied in a low voice, then carefully opened a bag of cloth bags, and slowly poured the contents into the well.

　　 That is a bag of flour.

　　 Judging from the degree of delicacy, these wheat flours are of good quality and are very suitable for making pastries, dumpling wrappers, and steamed buns. Ordinary people will only eat them during the holidays. But now, they are being poured into the patio in sacks like no money.

　　In addition to the flour, there are many bags of sawdust—they are also mixed into very fine pieces, which are as light as goose feathers when dumped.

　　Whether it is flour or sawdust, both have one obvious thing in common, that is, it is natural and harmless.

　　 Although Xia Fan has already explained that this trick can lift the nest of the East Sea Gang upright, but Ning Wanjun can’t imagine how a food for eating and a carpenter’s scraps are necessary How to change to achieve the effect described by the other party.

　　Some Lishus can use sawdust as an introduction, but once they are cast, the material will disappear, and it would be unnecessary to sprinkle them.

　　 But the other party is a listener after all.

　　 She didn't think Xia Fan was playing mystery, and what she thought in her heart was more of anticipation-looking forward to witnessing an upheaval that no one had imagined.

　　……

　　Amuro Akira is still not asleep.

　　 He stared at the text on the spell book, but he didn't read a word in it.

　　 Since he came to this place, he has never had a good night's sleep, even if this is the homeland of the family.

　　Amuro clearly doesn’t understand why the ancestors take the past so seriously, the eternal kingdom has fallen apart, and all the descendants of the royal family have been killed. This is already a strange land, but the people on it are always thinking about being able to come back one day. , Bring this piece of land back into hands.

　　 But that's not something he can put his beak on.

　　 He is just a junior in the family, otherwise he would not be sent to this ghost place.

　　 Fortunately, the tasks on his shoulders have been completed seven or eighty-eight, and the evil spirits have also been set up. When the next sea ship arrives, he may be able to leave this smelly and sultry mouse den.

　　 Thinking of this, Amuro blew out the candle, closed the book, and wanted to go out for a breath. Although the outside taste is worse, it is windy.

　　 After pushing the door open, he suddenly felt a little itchy nose and couldn't help sneezing.

　　 What's the matter? There shouldn't be too much dust in this place.

　　 He subconsciously glanced at the bird cage next to the door, and there was nothing unusual about the several flower finch, still staying quietly on the wooden branch.

　　 "Ueno Akachi."

　　 "My lord, your subordinates are here." A sturdy warrior hurriedly approached from the darkness, "May I have any orders?"

　　 This guy... must be sleeping secretly.

　　 But he is still alive, there should be no problem here.

　　 "You continue to watch the night-wait!" An Shiming suddenly stopped him, "You stay close to me."

　　 Waiting for the other person to get close, he realized that the other person's shoulders were covered with gray. No, not just on the shoulders, but also on clothes and shoes, as if it was snowing.

　　雪? This is not a state of secluded sea, how could it possibly snow in September?

　　 An Shiming's heart jumped suddenly. He raised his head and looked towards the vault, but the entire lobby was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything except the outline of the room.

　　 "My lord, is there any problem?" The samurai looked blank.

　　 What an idiot! An Shiming suppressed the urge to light the torch, and replied with no anger, "Call all the guards in the passage, remember, don't make a noise."

　　 In case something really changes, the enemy is dark, he is bright, this night will be their only cover.

　　 My nose is itchy again.

　　 An Shiming held his breath, took a few steps towards the patio, and suddenly saw a wonderful scene! Under the dim moonlight, countless small dusts were leaning down from the top of the head, forming a series of thin gauze curtains. And there is already a lot of dust piled up below, forming a small dirt bag~IndoMTL.com~ There is a situation! Get me up, pay attention to the top of my head! "He yelled.

　　 At the same time, An Shiming ran into the inner room at the fastest speed, and held four purple talismans in his hands.

　　 got the talisman paper, and his heart became much more stable.

　　 But what is that dust? It's neither poison nor harm. It's not the Dock Gang doing the trick, right?

　　 "Sir," Ueno ran in Chichi, "Everyone is awake. There seems to be a lot of flour in the tunnel."

　　"Flour?"

　　"There are also some other sundries, in short... it tastes okay."

　　 is not only non-toxic, but also edible? An Shiming realized that he couldn't turn his mind a bit, "Send two people to go outside and have a look."

　　 At this moment, a violent evening breeze poured in from the patio, instantly dispersing the dust all over the ground!

　　 This is—Alchemy!

　　The enemy is by no means a dock gang!

　　 An Shiming wanted to close the door abruptly, but his hands and feet were still slow.

　　 A bright electric light followed, piercing the whirlwind, lighting up the entire underground lobby at the moment it fell.

　　 The next moment, those flying dust also glowed, as if competing with lightning, and as if the sun lit up the stars. It's just that their light is more red and hot, like a burst of flame.

　　In an instant, this rapidly expanding flame rushed through the wooden door and swallowed him!