Deconstruction is Weird

Chapter 868: push back

   Chapter 868 Reverse push

   Jiang Mengyu glanced at Chu Dong strangely, and asked curiously, "Can you see?"

  Chu Dong hummed, the dragon energy in this city is so strong, as long as you have cultivated your soul a little, you can definitely see it, it is not something to be surprised by.

   Jiang Mengyu glanced into the depths of the darkness and sighed heavily.

   "A place that shouldn't exist, come in and rest for a while, I don't think you're in good shape."

  Jiang Mengyu is obviously not an ordinary person, and Aquan's origin has now become a mystery. Is he a slave himself, or is he like Jiang Mengyu, who should have been sealed underground?

  Chu Dong did not continue to ask, and followed Jiang Mengyu into the house first.

  The layout of this house is extremely simple. The two bedrooms are side by side, and the kitchen and living room are in the courtyard. That is, the kitchen utensils seem to have not been touched for several years. Visually, she does not need to eat, and she even has very few activities.

  Jiang Mengyu pointed to the house on the right and said, "That house was where Ah Quan lived before. You should go and rest first. I'll get you some medicine. You are poisoned."

  Chu Dong glanced at his purple-black skin and nodded in thanks.

If it was before, Chu Dong would definitely catch up to take a look, but now he really wants to rest, the side effect of eating ghosts, plus the arrow wound on his shoulder, has made him very difficult, and he was sprayed by that weird thing. , Now he really can't stand it.

He walked into the room and didn't even look at it before he sat down and started adjusting his breath. This was probably the first time that Chu Dong had contacted him to recover from his injury. He didn't need to care about any previous injuries, and the injured brain was healed after a short breath. The injury is serious, and he has to look at his brain. Now he has to rely on himself. The injury will really make the combat effectiveness plummet.

   Only now did he realize that logistics is very important, whether it is a martial artist or a warlock, and the endurance of a practice method is especially important.

Does    play handsome for two minutes, then get injured, go home and meditate for ten days and a half months, this is the normal state of big guys.

Fortunately, even if it can't directly help Chu Dong, the brain can instruct Chu Dong how to stimulate the body and let it heal itself, rather than the brainless circulation of internal qi, Chu Dong's complexion is also visibly improved with the naked eye, it is the poisonous piece. The skin has not shown signs of improvement.

   About half an hour later, there was a knock on Chu Dong's door.

  dong dong dong~

   "Brother, are you alright? I'll come in and bring you medicine."

   Hearing Jiang Mengyu call his eldest brother Chu Dong stunned for a moment, it stands to reason that Jiang Mengyu's identity is not low, it is impossible to identify with him as a slave, and the strength that Chu Dong showed just now is not strong enough to change a person's attitude.

   Thinking about it carefully, after she thought that A Quan recognized her, her attitude improved visibly to the naked eye. She seemed to recognize A Quan very much.

   "Come in."

  Jiang Mengyu walked in with a pack of kraft paper, and directly asked Chu Dong to take off his shirt, and took the medicine without hesitation.

   The kraft paper seems to be some kind of medicinal powder, light yellow, not particularly fine, it looks like some kind of dust.

   He smelled it carefully with his nose, and there was only an earthy smell, no medicinal smell.

   But when the khaki powder was sprinkled on the skin, the effect was immediate, and a little black gas was drawn away from the body, making the skin numb and itchy, and the skin returned to blood in a few breaths.

   "You rest first, I'll go get you some food."

   Jiang Mengyu didn't stay much, which made Chu Dong a little curious, how did she survive here alone? And what kind of food can there be in this underground?

   After thinking about it for a while, Chu Dong decided to catch up and have a look. Fortunately, the eyesight that he had cultivated over the years was still there, and Jiang Mengyu did not have the awareness of covering up her traces. The place she went to was the city that Chu Dong saw before.

  Jiang Mengyu walks like a fly, without inner energy, he can cross seven or eight meters in one step, which is really outrageous.

  Chu Dong followed far behind, and soon came to the old city. The city wall was already deserted, with many gaps and collapses.

  Jiang Mengyu entered the city and was covered by the dragon qi. Chu Dong waited for half a minute, and almost chased after him. As soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Mengyu looking at him from the corner.

   "Big brother is quite curious."

  Chu Dong touched his head embarrassedly, and could only say with a smile, "I'm really curious, this is the first time I've seen such a magnificent city."

   Jiang Mengyu was not angry, but just laughed twice.

Chu Dong also took advantage of the situation to look into the city, and then his brows immediately wrinkled, the streets were densely crowded, but they were all turned into stone sculptures, some people still maintained the posture of chatting, and the vendors on the street were still pulling A booming city was frozen at a certain moment.

   Jiang Mengyu turned his head and walked into an inn not far away, and Chu Dong quickly followed, because he always felt that there were many eyes staring at him here.

  The inn is also full of seats. The shopkeeper is still standing on the counter and drinking something with the little Er next to him. Jiang Mengyu walked to the counter and said softly: "Sanniang, let's have some beef in sauce, and some shochu. There are guests at home today."

  The inn was quiet and no one responded, it seemed that Jiang Mengyu had lost his mind.

   Jiang Mengyu turned around and said, "Brother, go out and wait, they don't like being watched."

  Chu Dong followed Jiang Mengyu back to the door of the inn. The atmosphere was really awkward. Chu Dong asked strangely: "What the **** is going on?"

  Jiang Mengyu smiled and said softly: "They are all still alive, but the way we live is different. Brother, you should ask less questions. The more you know, the more dangerous you are."

   Jiang Mengyu said so, Chu Dong didn't want to ask any more questions, he could only wait quietly, but he wanted to see if this meal could be cooked.

   Inner Qi strengthened his ear, Chu Dong listened carefully to everything around him, he was sure that no one was moving in the inn behind him, it was dead silent and silent.

   After about ten minutes, Jiang Mengyu suddenly walked in, followed by Chu Dong, and then he saw that a food box had been placed on the counter, but it was also made of sand and stone.

  Jiang Mengyu stepped forward and pressed his hand on the food box. The yellow sand immediately faded away, and the aroma of meat and wine got into Chu Dong's nose. Chu Dong could be sure that the food box appeared out of thin air.

   Jiang Mengyu bowed slightly, "Thank you Sanniang, I'll see you another day."

  Jiang Mengyu took the food box and asked Chu Dong to leave with him. He didn't seem to want to stay here for a long time. Even if Chu Dong had 10,000 doubts, he couldn't force it.

Aquan estimates that he won't be able to come back for a while. Even if he comes back, he is not in a hurry. The most important thing is to recover and cultivate, so he decided to go home with Jiang Mengyu and cultivate for a while. At least it seems that there is no shortage of food here. , as long as that food box contains real food.

   But just as the two were about to leave the city, the yellow sand on the ground suddenly began to circle, and five sand ghosts suddenly emerged from the ground.

They have human-like bodies, wear the ragged linen clothes of slaves, and have no facial features. They are flat and smooth. The surface of the body is constantly flowing with fine sand, which is connected to the earth. Chu Dong felt a strong ghost in them. It is definitely not ordinary. the devil.

  The quicksand leaked from the palm of the hand and finally turned into a sharp killing knife.

   They stabbed Jiang Mengyu involuntarily. Chu Dong hurriedly grabbed her and saved her. This woman had good physical fitness, but her fighting ability was almost non-existent, and her reaction was too slow.

Chu Dong's left hand exploded the qi, and the five sand ghosts' attacks were all blocked, but they only took two steps back. Looking at Jiang Mengyu's surprised eyes, Chu Dong probably knew that these things were probably not Here's what it should have been.

   At the same time, in the Xingxiang Mansion and the Star-gazing Hall, more than a dozen warlocks were sitting cross-legged and gathered in front of a sand table. There were seven small sand people in the sand table, which was obviously the same as Chu Dong's situation at this time.

  Lian Yuehou stood aside and said coldly, "There is no need to distinguish between them. If the two are killed together, everyone there will have to die."

   A total of twelve warlocks left their bodies one after another, and they all reached the level of Yang Soul. They were suspended above their bodies, holding various hand tricks, and the sand table under their feet was constantly expanding.

   The most intuitive feeling on Chu Dong's side is that the color of the ground is changing. Before, the color of the ground was black and yellow, but now almost everything visible to the naked eye has turned khaki.

   The five sand ghosts twisted their bodies in a weird way, and then quickly swung their weapons at Chu Dong.

   Instead of twisting the body back like humans do, they reshape it directly, with the grains of sand first decomposing and then condensing into a new body.

  Chu Dong slashed horizontally, only to hear a ding sound, his weapon was thrown out of a gap, and the sand ghost in front of him only took a few steps back. This weapon was just Li Kuang's side-carrying saber, and it could not be said to be sturdy.

Chu Dong raised his left hand and swiped down, and a ghost-suppressing talisman appeared. Although he changed his body, his ability to control the power of the soul did not decrease in the slightest. arrive.

   pushed the spell out with one hand and detonated it. The five sand ghosts trembled, and a lot of sand fell off.

The sand table in the   Xingxiang Mansion also showed Chu Dong's movements simultaneously, but the details here are not very obvious, only what spell Chu Dong used.

  Lian Yuehou rubbed his goatee and muttered strangely: "The spell has suppressed him for so many years, how could he still learn new things?"

  The warlocks next to the sand table poured their own soul power into the sand table one after another. Not only did the five sand ghosts recover as before, but even five more appeared behind Chu Dong, forming a siege.

Chu Dong glanced behind him. Jiang Mengyu was using her clumsy identity to avoid the attack. She had been slashed several times. Although her skin was ripped apart, no blood came out. There seemed to be something wrong with her body, and her own clothes It's already a little bad, revealing large areas of snow-white skin under the attack.

  Chu Dong stopped Jiang Mengyu, shook the sand ghost away with a palm, and took off his tattered clothes. Although it was a little torn and dirty, it was still strong.

He glanced at the overturned food next to him, and his face suddenly turned cold: "I managed to eat a normal meal, but it was overturned by you. It's all you **** can count!"

  Chu Dong raised his hands, and two ghost exorcism talismans appeared. Then he pushed his hands away, and dozens of talismans appeared, and then the spiritual resonance was strengthened by the talismans.

The next moment, all the spells were pushed out and all exploded. The sand ghosts seemed to be swept away by a machine gun. There were holes all over their bodies. After their bodies stiffened for a while, they completely lost their support and turned into a handful of yellow sand. Chu Dong knew that this was far from over.

  The twelve sun warlocks in the Astrology Mansion were shocked. They were originally controlled from a long distance, and they were too weak. The delay was too high, otherwise they would definitely be able to quickly restore the sand ghost.

  Lian Yuehou exclaimed: "The void condensing talisman is not enough, and it can control so much. The strength of these talismans is not right, where did these methods come from in the slave cave! Add some strength, this person must have a secret."

The yang sorcerers adjusted their bodies and continued to perform the magic, while Chu Dong raised his right hand, and a purple-red compass appeared. Before Chu Dong was pure gold, now it can be strangely purple-red when condensing Qimen. It was because most of Chu Dong's cultivation this time was obtained by eating ghosts.

   When the compass completed, the Qimen at Chu Dong's feet appeared.

  [Enable algorithm support, enable reverse calculation]

  The inner circle is yin and yang, and the outer circle is the eight trigrams. Once again, the eight gates determine life and death, and the nine stars determine the star position, covering a range of more than 100 meters.

  Qimen pays attention to combinations. Most of them can only control two laps. Every extra lap is an increase in the geometric multiplier. In the past, Chu Dong could only count three laps, but now he can count five laps.

   "Shen Yinnian, bad old man, but mere Yang Hun still counts me, you deserve it too?"

  In the Qimen, the appearance of an old man suddenly appeared, with a purple-red body sitting cross-legged, Chu Dong even calculated his birthday, and then Chu Dong squeezed his right hand, and the man in front of him dispersed with the wind.

   At the same time, in the Xingxiang Mansion, one of the twelve Yang Warlocks suddenly froze, and he lost his breath on the spot, and the powerful Yang Soul was also scattered on the spot.

   Qimen spun frantically, "There are quite a few people, but I want you to see what curse killing is."

  Intellectual brain's computing power has not been affected, it just can't leave, it can still control those **** clones, and use this computing power to support divination, I am afraid that no one in this world can compare with him.

The   Xingxiang Mansion suddenly fell into chaos. These sun warlocks wanted to withdraw their hands from the sand table, but the sand table was like glue and could not be pulled back no matter what.

   Immediately after, the remaining eleven people began to connect and scatter, and there was no trace at all.

The warlock died, the sand table was destroyed, and the yellow sand around Chu Dong quickly faded away, as if it had never happened. The power of Qimen depends entirely on computing power, which means that Chu Dong only needs to provide enough Qimen to operate. The power of the brain can be calculated on his behalf, as long as there is some connection, it can be calculated.

   (end of this chapter)