Heavenly Dao Formula

At four o'clock, in the courtyard of a family in the south of the city.

Li and Shanhui quietly crossed the fence and entered the courtyard - in the afternoon, they sneaked into the underground passage again and dropped a few cloth bags wrapped in medicinal materials. Some of these cloth pouches have a rancid smell and some have a slight fragrance, but without exception, they can spread far. Using these special smells and a rough investigation, Luo You'er locked the location of the patio.

It is located in this seemingly inconspicuous courtyard.

It has to be said that the tunnel has really put a lot of effort into its prevention. This place is just at the junction of the wealthy area and the outer city. Without the guidance of taste, it is hard for ordinary people to imagine that there is a hidden cave under such an ordinary house.

Even the patio looks like an ordinary well from the outside, not only is there a bucket stand, but also a hemp rope for hanging buckets is tied to it.

Naturally, there are guards in the house, but no one has noticed the problem for more than ten years, and it is impossible for the guards to watch all night every day. They are more about occupying this room and ensuring that the courtyard is under their own control.

Judging from the swords and robes placed beside the bed, the two people stationed here are members of the Donghai Gang.

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

That's the signal to attack.

The two jumped down respectively, and the short knife in their mouths pierced straight into the opponent's throat.

The latter did not respond from start to finish. It's not like they didn't go on guard, such as the bell hanging at the door, and the silk thread tied in front of the doorpost-it's a pity that these methods are meaningless to the demon.

...

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

"Sister Li has taken down the patio area." Luo You'er waved after receiving the signal, "Let's go in!"

Two teams that had been waiting at the street corner filed out from the darkness. These people, led by Li Xing, pushed a trolley to transport bags of cloth bags into the hospital.

Xia Fan and Ning Wanjun also followed into the house.

"The mouth of the well is sealed." Li, who was one step ahead, turned around and whispered.

Xia Fan cautiously approached the well, and looked with his head, only to see that the bottom was pitch black, as if it was bottomless. But with the help of the faint moonlight, he could vaguely see a faint cold light reflected from a position about ten feet down.

That should be something like an iron fence.

Obviously, the Donghai Gang doesn't want anyone to break into their hinterland directly through the vent.

This did not surprise Xia Fan.

He didn't intend to rush into the enemy's lair from here, and compete with the Dongsheng Kingdom's aura.

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

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

"Start launching, remember to be light on your hands and feet."

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

That is a bag of flour.

From the perspective of fineness, the flour made from these wheats is of high quality, which is very suitable for making pastries, dumpling wrappers and steamed buns. Ordinary people only take it out to enjoy during festivals. But now, they are poured into the courtyard in bags like they don't want money.

In addition to the flour, there were bags of sawdust—also pulverized into such fine fragments that they poured as lightly as goose feathers.

Whether it is flour or wood chips, both have one thing in common, that is, they are natural and harmless.

Although Xia Fan has already explained that this trick can turn the Donghai gang's lair upside down, Ning Wanjun can't imagine how a food used for eating and a carpenter's scraps will change. In order to achieve the effect described by the other party.

Some abscission techniques can use sawdust as a primer, but once cast, the material will disappear, and it will be unnecessary to spread it.

But the other party is the listener after all.

She didn't feel that Xia Fan was playing tricks, and what she thought was more about anticipation—expectation to witness a drastic change that no one had imagined.

...

Akira Amuro still hasn't fallen asleep.

He stared at the words in the spell book, but didn't read a single word.

Since coming to this place, he has never had a good night's sleep, even though this is the former homeland of his family.

Amuro doesn't understand why his ancestors put so much importance on the past. Yongguo has been torn apart, and all the descendants of the royal family have been exterminated. This is already a strange land, but the people above are always thinking that one day they will be able to come back and make this place a reality. The piece of land was brought back into the hands.

But that's not something he can talk about.

He was just a junior in the family, otherwise he wouldn't have been sent to this ghostly place.

Fortunately, the tasks on his shoulders have been completed in sevens and eighties, and the evil-inducing formations have also been set up. When the next sea ship arrives, he will probably be able to leave this smelly and hot rat's nest.

Thinking of this, Akira Amuro blew out the candles, closed the book, and wanted to go out to take a breath. Although the smell outside is worse, there is still wind.

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

what happened? There shouldn't be much dust in this place.

He subconsciously glanced at the birdcage next to the door. There was nothing unusual about the sparrows, and they were still staying quietly on the wooden branches.

"Ueno Chichi."

"My lord, my subordinate is here." A strong warrior hurriedly approached from the darkness, "What are your orders?"

This guy... must be secretly sleeping.

But he's still alive, so there shouldn't be a problem here.

"Continue to watch the night—wait!" Akira Amuro suddenly stopped him, "Come closer to me."

When the other party got closer, he realized that the other party's shoulders were covered with gray and white. No, not only on the shoulders, but also on the clothes and shoes, as if it had snowed.

Snow? This is not the state of the sea, how could it snow in September?

Akira Amuro's heart skipped a beat. He looked up at the vault, but the entire lobby was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly except for the outline of the room.

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

What a fool! Akira Amuro suppressed the urge to light the torch, and replied angrily, "Call all the guards in the passage, remember, don't make noise."

In case something happens, the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light, this night will be their only cover.

The nose itch again.

Akira Amuro held his breath, took a few steps towards the patio, and suddenly saw a strange scene! Under the dim moonlight, countless fine dust is pouring down from the top of the head, forming a thin gauze curtain. And there is already a lot of dust piled up below, forming small dirt bags.

"There is a situation! Get up for me, pay attention to the top of your head!" He yelled.

At the same time, Akira Amuro ran into the inner room as fast as he could, holding four talismans emitting purple light in his hands.

After getting the talisman paper, his heart became much more stable.

But what is that dust? It's not poison, it doesn't cause harm, so it can't be that Wu gang is playing tricks, right?

"My lord," Ueno Chidi ran in, "Everyone is awake. There seems to be a lot of flour in the tunnel."

"flour?"

"There are also some other sundries, anyway... it tastes fine."

Not only non-toxic, but also edible? Akira Amuro realized that he was a bit out of his mind, "Tell the two of you to go outside and have a look."

At this moment, a strong evening wind poured in from the patio, instantly blowing away the dust all over the ground!

This is - alchemy!

The enemy is definitely not the dock gang!

Amuro Akira wanted to close the door suddenly, but his hands and feet were still half a beat behind.

A bright electric light followed closely behind, piercing straight into the whirlwind, and lighting up the entire underground lobby the moment it fell.

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

In an instant, this extremely rapidly expanding flame rushed open the wooden door and engulfed him inside!