Lao Dao gritted his teeth and smiled, the iron ruler was already rolled up in the air, and the sparks burst out, like a dragon and snake flying, rushing straight in the direction of Yan Niang.
Yan Niang flipped upside down in the air and dodged the attack of the iron ruler, but her hair was touched by it, and with a "pop", a lock was burned.
She sneered disdainfully, grabbed her hair and bit it in her mouth, slammed her five fingers, and threw a shiny silver needle at Lao Dao's right hand holding the iron ruler.
The silver needles were all inserted into his hand and disappeared without a trace, but it was not long before another came out one by one, like clusters of ice cubes, bursting in his fists, emitting a hissing chill outward.
Lao Dao gasped, his eyebrows tightened, and he wanted to wave the iron ruler to sweep at her again, but his right hand was completely frozen, and he couldn't move.
His left and right hands were now clamped at the same time, as if he was being dragged by two strong men, and he couldn't exert any skill except to stand still on the snow.
He raised his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, "Lin Jingyin, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your mana has improved even more." ” Yan Niang sneered, without saying a word, jumped towards the Taoist priest, ten fingers bent into hooks, scales shining, and grabbed his chest fiercely and accurately.
Just as he was about to make a hole in his body, a flash of fire rose and brushed against her cheek, like a wall of fire, cutting her off from the old way.
Three flames burst out of the Taoist priest's handkerchief-wrapped left hand, at first like three delicate flowers, blooming quietly in the dark, and suddenly, they exploded, like crazy, scurrying around with the wind, devouring everything unscrupulously, with a bit of hideousness, mixed with smoke and scorching heat, separating her from the old Taoist on both sides of the fire wall.
"Samadhi is really hot."
Yan Niang said these words, retreated a few steps, a pair of phoenix eyes stared at the tongue of fire that rolled towards her from time to time, suddenly, she heard a "crackling" popping sound from the flames, her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, but her body slowly retreated.
A silver light suddenly burst out of the flames, and at the same time, there was a smell of burning, and before long, the voice of the old Tao sounded behind the wall of fire, and there was a trace of irrepressible laughter hidden in the coldness, "This handkerchief is really a treasure, it's a pity to destroy it, but Lin Jingyin, if you think that it alone can kill me, you will inevitably underestimate me." ” The words fell, only to hear the sound of "hiss", a thing was suddenly thrown on the wall of fire, at that time Yan Niang's embroidered handkerchief, now, its center was burned out of a fist-sized hole, the word "swastika" on it also lost its luster, gray, and an ordinary handkerchief is no different.
The handkerchief slowly fell, and before it could touch the flames, it was burned to ashes, and then it was blown away by a sudden gust of wind.
But then, a stronger wind rushed through the wall of fire and rushed in the direction of Yan Niang.
It blew a large black hole in the center of the wall of fire, like a large mouth of blood, swallowing flames and protruding a long tongue of horror from it.
It was not a tongue, of course, but a shining iron ruler, and the yellow light shone like a thousand stars, and it stinged her eyes.
Yan Niang retreated in the direction of the courtyard gate, and the iron ruler was like a long snake, winding towards her on the snow, until she reached the side of the threshold, but Yan Niang disappeared, and on the white snow in the courtyard, there was only a shallow mark, thin and long, like a mark left by a tail sweeping past.
Lao Dao walked out of the ring of fire, grabbed the iron ruler in his hand again, he squinted at the courtyard of the Wang family, his eyes lingered on the seal for a long time, and then he looked at Cheng Dexuan and Wang Shiyun who were huddled in the house, and said sharply, "Did you two see her?"
” Cheng Dexuan looked around, waved his hand again and again, and said in a low voice, "Master, she disappeared as soon as she stepped into the courtyard, and I don't know where she went." ” Lao Dao raised the corners of his mouth viciously, "The change of the dragon can be big and small, she is very thief, and when she saw that she couldn't fight, she hid it." ” After saying that, he stepped into the courtyard with a ruler, and his eyes swept wildly over the snow, not letting go of any corner.
The snow is like a soft woolen blanket, covering the earth with silver and white, connecting with the snowflakes falling from the sky, blurring the boundaries and blurring the heavens and the earth.
Only the slender mark, adorned in the corner of the ground, showed that she was here, lurking in a place where no one could see, waiting for an opportunity.
"Lin Jingyin."
He squeezed these three words out from between his teeth, cold, without a trace of temperature.
Suddenly, he returned to the red lotus pond, and that day, after he couldn't find her, he fell into the trap she set and paid the price of a palm.
Today, she did it again, but he would never fall for her again.
Lao Dao gritted his teeth and threw the iron ruler on the ground, he lowered his eyes, stared at the iron ruler writhing on the ground, and said word by word, "Find her out for me, I'm going to kill her." ” The iron ruler twitched a few times, and burrowed into the snowdrift, and a strong yellow light burst out of its body, sparks flew everywhere, and everywhere it went, the ice and snow melted, turning into streams of clear water, flowing down the cracks in the ground to the outside of the courtyard.
But it tossed back and forth in the courtyard of the Wang family several times, but still found no trace of Yan Niang, now, the snow in the courtyard has all melted, revealing the dark blue floor tiles below, the whole yard is bare, except for a pile of firewood, everything has been seen in its original form.
Lao Dao slowly approached the firewood, and kicked it away with his feet, his glowing eyes wandering among the dead branches, trying to pull out the green dragon that had turned into a scale insect from it, but everywhere he looked, there was only a bloody coat frozen into ice, and other than that, there was nothing.
She seemed to have turned into one of thousands of clear streams, and flowed out of the courtyard with them.
"Can't you find her?
She fled?
Cheng Dexuan walked to the door tremblingly, holding the door frame and looking out, "What can I do, she escaped, how can we explain to the saint?"
” Lao Dao was already anxious, and after listening to Cheng Dexuan's words, he couldn't help but be a little angry, he glanced at him coldly, secretly urged the charm in his mouth, and ordered the iron ruler to search the courtyard again.
But the moment his gaze swept over Cheng Dexuan, he was stunned, and the white light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, converging into two dots.
He put his index finger to his mouth and quietly glanced at Cheng Dexuan.
A few spells were silently recited in his mouth, and he nodded his head slightly, and the iron ruler slid into the door.