Chapter 786 Wild Wind Technique
Fang Tong and Yang Ying were waiting outside the quiet room in the backyard.
Zhang Yu had been alone for a while. The two women looked anxious and didn't know what Zhang Yu's situation was.
The two of them saw Ouyang Yanyan. This female Taoist priest looked so familiar. Isn't she the replica of Xia Yuechan? But they were really in no mood to inquire.
Ouyang Yanyan was still making sugar-fried chestnuts, and she could tell that something must have happened.
After a while, Zhang Yu came out of the room alone. Fang Tong and Yang Ying greeted him, "How's it going?"
"Nothing, little aunt, go to the front and find a man named Wang Jie and ask him to come in with one hundred and twenty candles." Zhang Yu said.
"Okay." Yang Ying agreed and hurried to the front.
At this time, Ouyang Yanyan said with concern: "Zhang Yu, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing. By the way, Auntie, Uncle Taishi wants you and Pan Sheng to go in." Zhang Yu said.
"Okay." Ouyang Yanyan immediately greeted Pan Sheng, and the two of them entered the quiet room together.
Zhang Yu, with Fang Tong's support, entered the side hall on the right. In this temple, there is a divine case, and behind the divine case is a statue of a woman in white. This statue is not placed outside to receive incense. But usually, there are people who offer incense.
After waiting for less than ten minutes, Wang Jie and Yang Ying came in holding a large box filled with candles.
Zhang Yu asked Wang Jie to put it down, sent the people out, and then asked the two women to close the doors and windows, while he held candles and arranged them on the ground.
Now he can only rely on his mind to set up the formation, but he looks like a normal person.
The candles were arranged, with the main seven-star lantern surrounding the center. The remaining candles are put aside.
After finishing all this work, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yu's head. He reluctantly came to sit on the futon in front of the divine case, as if his eyelids could not be opened.
The two girls were waiting for him here. When they saw him coming, they both said with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
Listening to the choked voices of the two, tears were about to burst out at any time.
Zhang Yu smiled bitterly and said: "I won't hide it from you anymore. I'm probably not sick, but I've been infected by some kind of evil spell that I don't even know about."
"ah?".
The two girls were startled, and then they both asked nervously: "What should we do?"
"I originally thought that my uncle Tai Shi could do something, but even she didn't know what to do. The only way now is to use the seven-star lamp to extend life. Have you seen the candles on the ground? Go and light them now. Remember, never move the position, and never let the lights go out." Zhang Yu said solemnly.
"Yeah." "We know." The second girl couldn't hold it in any longer and finally cried.
"Don't cry! You have to remember that as long as the lights don't go out, I will be alive after midnight. But once the lights go out, I will never be able to open my eyes again. Especially the main light. "Zhang Yu said weakly.
"Don't worry, we won't let the lights go out." "Zhang Yu, nothing will happen to you." The second girl cried.
"I'm really tired now. I can't seem to open my eyes. It's up to you two." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he lay down weakly on the ground and fell asleep.
"Xiao Yu." "Zhang Yu."
The two girls fainted when they saw him, and they were frightened all of a sudden.
Fang Tong then looked at Yang Ying, "Auntie, what should I do?"
Yang Ying choked and said: "Let's listen to him and light the candle quickly. We must not let the candle go out this night."
"Yeah." Fang Tong nodded heavily.
They both quickly started to light the candles together.
The candles were bright, and although the sun was already setting, the hall felt like daylight.
Two women sat at the door and blocked the door firmly. I was afraid that someone would suddenly push the door open, and I was worried that the wind would blow in.
The two of them had not slept for two days. Although the candle smoke was not big, it was still difficult for the two of them to bear. Both of their eyes were bloodshot, and tears kept flowing.
"Seven-star lantern! This is the seven-star lantern's life-sustaining technique!"
In a luxurious villa on the outskirts of the city, the middle-aged man looked at the light mirror in his palm with a look of surprise on his face.
"He actually has a seven-star lamp. How can he be a bastard?"
The light mirror slowly disappeared in the palm of his hand, but the middle-aged man's hand was trembling.
Because he knew how powerful the Seven Star Lantern was, once Zhang Yu was allowed to survive tonight, his plan would completely fail.
Obviously, Zhang Yu should have known that he was being plotted against, and it would be extremely difficult to attack Zhang Yu in the future.
You know, Zhang Yu's strength has long been spread among the Taoist sects in Zhenhai. Otherwise, he would not have been able to tell his senior brother, Taoist Zhi, not to be an enemy of Zhang Yu.
"I will never fail. I will never let him survive tonight, but," the middle-aged man said bitterly, and finally he gritted his teeth bitterly, "Okay! Today I will let you know how powerful I am, look. How hard is your life?"
The middle-aged man seemed to have made up his mind. He quickly went downstairs, drove a Lamborghini out of the garage, and left immediately.
He drove very fast. Even so, when he arrived at Guangming Town, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the evening.
He found an inconspicuous place to park his car, took out a travel bag from the trunk, and walked towards the Wudang Taoist Temple.
Demolition and construction work has been carried out around the Taoist temple. In some places, hotels have been built, and in other places, residential quarters have been built.
When a middle-aged man finds Wudang Taoist Temple, he will naturally not take it for himself, but will look for a favorable position along the Taoist temple. Finally, he came to a place where there was no construction yet. He sat down there, not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.
Time passes slowly, there are no lights here, it is pitch black, and with the moonlight, we can barely see some clues.
When it was almost ten o'clock, he opened his travel bag, took out two telescopic tubes from inside, and inserted them into the ground. He then stretched it to about 1.8 meters, and then hung it from the two sails.
There were red Sanskrit words written on the sails. He sat between the two sails, took out a wooden fish, and started tapping it gently.
While tapping, he was saying something in his mouth.
There was wind in the middle of the night, but fortunately it wasn't very strong.
But now, the wind suddenly became stronger and stronger, making a rustling sound. The two sails also began to flutter in the wind.
The wind sound became louder and louder, blowing up countless sand, dust and gravel, and the surrounding sky was full of whistling wind sound.
If an expert sees it, he will definitely be amazed - the violent wind technique!
In the courtyard of the Taoist temple, sand and dust were rolling at this moment, and the bricks and tiles on the roof were blown "squeaking".
Fortunately, these houses have been renovated, otherwise, the roofs may have been lifted off by the strong winds.
The palace door roared loudly due to the strong wind, and the windows above were likely to be shattered by flying sand and rocks at any time.
Fang Tong and Yang Ying leaned tightly against the door, their haggard faces showing nervousness.
The little girl said worriedly: "Auntie, why is the wind so strong tonight? Is everything going to be okay?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen." Although Yang Ying was also worried, she said firmly.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a "snap" sound, and a piece of glass on the right side of the palace door was shattered at any time.
"call"
The strong wind from outside blew in, and the candles in the hall were instantly fanned, and in the blink of an eye, most of them were extinguished.
