Chapter 310 Self-defeating

Half an hour later, there was a piecemeal sound of footsteps outside the temple hall, but the anxious witch dared to peep carefully. When he was young, the rustling conversation sounded, divided into two sides, as if they couldn't argue.

Sima Jin knew that once they agreed, she would be greeted by breaking the door or another strong aid. Continuing like this is no different from sitting and waiting for death.

All she can use is the demons and Taoist charms to protect herself, but she is not sure to keep Li Xiaoguan at the same time... Unless...

"Yes, why is this witch puppet used? Isn't it used to control Li Xiaopang?"

Simajin flattened the witch puppet and stared, and her eyes gradually became suddenly enlightened.

Previously, the reason why she was tied her hands and feet was that she was worried about the safety of Li Xiaoguan, but she completely forgot that she and An Bochen had just taken the witch puppet at a heavy price. If you can master the skill of witch puppets, you can unconsciously manipulate the officials to escape from the stockade and hide in a secret place. Simajin can also let go of his hands and feet, take An Bochen to drive the flying dragon to escape from the witch temple, then pick up Li Xiaoguan, and finally leave the strange southern wilderness of Guli and go to Guyang Town.

This should be the best solution in the current situation.

Make up his mind. While looking at the witch puppet, Simajin searched his intestines and recalled all the experiences about witch puppets.

The way of thinking has been opened up, and Simajin has returned to the resourceful female leader of the Sima family. Her actions are unconventional and often find another way, which is unexpected.

After a short short film, she laughed at herself: "I'm confused. This so-called witch puppet is not a replica of puppet. A little modification is also feasible."

While talking, a Taoist charm rolled out of Simajin's sleeve. The Taoist charm was dark white. In addition to the rune pattern, there was also a vague humanoid pattern on it. This is a five-grade puppet charm, which is the same as the puppet charm that turned into Li Gongzi that year, but its utility is slightly different.

Put the witch on the first three steps of him, Simajin stood up straight, pinched the seal with his hand, and said a word in his mouth.

The literary fire is continuous, and the speed of sacrifice is obviously slower than that of martial arts. After a moment, Qinghua flashed in Sima Jin's eyes, and the middle of the Taoist charm is pointed at his fingertips, and a flame rises to ignite the Taoist charm. But strangely, the charm was not burned to ashes, but fell obliquely. As soon as it fell to the ground, it immediately disappeared, but a water stain appeared on the ground.

The charm is actually an ice sculpture. Perhaps because it is too thin, it looks like a piece of paper in the moonlight.

Simajin walked around the water, stepping on the crane and sand, that is, the authentic Yubu of Daomen, and said a word in his mouth.

Gradually, the water stains on the ground were like a living thing, slowly squirming, and in a blink of an eye, they swam to the front of the witch puppet. Occasionally, and it became bigger and bigger, and unconsciously turned into a shadow. This shadow is not too thick. It just keeps expanding. In the moonlight, it looks like a fat man seven or eight feet tall, like a witch puppet under it.

Seeing that the shadow had become, Simajin stopped chanting the spell, but the seal in his hand became faster and faster.

"The creator of the underworld is the unity of body and mind. "Oh!"

Like a crane, Simajin stepped forward and sacrificed a blue fire to the shadow.

This time, it can no longer turn into water stains like the previous time. The shadow seems to be burned, shivering, and then shrinking into the witch puppet.

The shadow penetrated into the witch puppet, and the squinting eyes of the witch puppet lit up. His facial features were clear, and his limbs swayed gently. With Sima Jin's manipulation, the witch puppet, which was almost the same as Li Xiaoguan, became more and more lively.

That charm is the heart-grabbing charm in the puppet rune, which is specially used to capture the other party's puppet. Because it is too partial, Majin only brought one, and he didn't think it would be useful in the end.

The barbarian girl Aqi used the witch puppet to manipulate the petty official. Sima jin's sacrificial charm took away the witch's heart, which was equivalent to indirectly taking away the control of Li Xiaoguan.

However, this is still not enough.

"Big Black, you answer him."

Simajin whispered, and a dark shadow flew out of his wrist, sneaking out of the witch temple in the blink of an eye.

There are institutional traps around the stockade in the southern wilderness. Otherwise, Simajin would have been able to send Fu Yao to snatch Li Xiaoguan out. At present, it is just in case. After all, there are still a few barbarian female guards around the officials. Simajin controls Li Xiaoguan thousands of miles away, which is not perfect.

Everything was ready, and Simajin was vigorous, and immediately pinched and cast spells.

The heart is the witch puppet, and the witch puppet is Li Xiaoguan. Simajin's eyes are closed and open, and the southern wasteland village thousands of miles away is reflected in his mind.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and Simajin had seen Li Xiaoguan sleeping soundly.

In addition to Aqi, the other young and strong witches slept in the aisle leading to the stairs. Aqi was also asleep. Not only them, but the whole stockade fell into a dead silence, except for the slowly swaying firelight not far from the village.

It was either an unburned bonfire or a ghost fire in the wilderness. Sima Jin secretly said that she didn't pay attention to it. She spread out her left hand and stretched out two fingers from her right hand to gently sketch on the palm of her hand.

The witch puppet lying on the ground in the witch temple suddenly stood up. At the same time, Li Xiaoguan, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes and then sat up.

The evening wind was mixed with the unique smell of cordyceps in the southern wilderness. A Qi lay drowsy on the side and did not see Li Xiaoguan sitting upright. Unlike in the past, Li Xiaoguan's eyes, which had always narrowed, finally widened their eyes widened, but there was ignorance and confusion inside. Turning his head in a daze, Li Xiaoguan looked around, and then jumped down. His limbs were stiff, but his body was light and dexterous.

After moving his limbs, Li Xiaoguan bowed his waist and walked to the corridor tiptoe.

The low snoring echoed in the bamboo building and spread thousands of miles away through Li Xiaoguan's ears.

He only took four steps, but Li Xiaoguan stopped. He turned his head and looked at the barbarian Aqi, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Does this barbarian girl Aqi fall in love with a petty official at first sight or..."

In the witch temple, Simajin said to herself.

Looking at the unconscious An Bochen beside her, a strong sadness appeared in Sima Jin's eyes and took a deep breath. She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and turned her eyes to Zhulou again.

As a woman, Sima Jin naturally knew the pain of his lover's separation. In the dream, A Qi showed a deep love for Li Xiaoguan. Li Xiaoguan could not notice it. An Bochen couldn't see it, but how could he hide it from Sima Jin's eyes?

Maybe it was touching the scene, or maybe when she was with An Bochen, Sima Jin would always lose a little indifference in her temperament. She did not manipulate Li Xiaoguan to leave immediately, but stopped beside Aqi and watched quietly.

But I didn't expect this stop, which caused trouble.

"Boom!"

A huge roar came from outside the village and exploded in Simajin's head through Li Xiaoguan's ears.

Sima Jin was calm, but the unexpected loud noise still made her fingers shake gently, which made Li Xiaoguan stagger forward.

What happened?

Simajin's heart tightened and hurriedly looked out of the village.

What fell into her eyes was an army like a tide. It was the army of the Southern Wilderness. The short but vigorous Southern Wilderness soldiers wore rattan armor, held knives and shields, and rushed crazily to the stockade belonging to their compatriots. The shouts were everywhere, and the burning torch lit up the wilderness, spread the brilliance, and also woke up the villagers in their dreams.

"It's the barbarian king."

In an instant, Simajin reacted. Only the barbarian king hated the little official to the bone, and was not so afraid of Wuzong.

But why did he choose tonight?

Without waiting for Simajin to continue to think about it, she was shocked by the scene in the bamboo building.

He only wore a pair of trousers, and Li Xiaoguan, who was almost naked, was exaggeratedly falling on Aqi at this time. He looked like a hungry wolf, like an idiot, but his eyes were still staring at the boss. How strange it was. Even if there is no overwhelming shouting outside the village, just being pressed by Li Xiaoguan's body, how can A Qi continue to sleep?

Looking at each other, a light blush appeared on Aqi's face, and his eyes were messy and complicated.

Aqi's identity is Wu Zhu, but in the final analysis, she is just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl's family. Even if she has any idea in her heart, she is shocked and ashamed to encounter this.

The next moment, in Simajin's regretful eyes, A Qi screamed.

It's just that she screamed alone. As soon as she shouted, there was a scream from the tree beside the bamboo building.

Simajin was shocked and stared at it. He saw a figure falling from the tree. After it settled down, he found that it was also a girl, but her figure was surprisingly tall, more than half a head taller than an adult barbarian, almost the same as a minor official. She is wearing a big red skirt, her skin is snow-white, and she has a baby face. Looking closely, her facial features are also beautiful, not like a southern barren, but like a middle-earth Da Kuang.

"You, you... You are such a pertish!"

The girl bit her lower lip and pointed to Li Xiaoguan with an aggrieved face with a sword. Although what she said was Kuang, it was not a standard official language, which was slightly stiff and astringent.

With a red face, Aqi pushed Li Xiaoguan away, calmed down the disordered mood first, and then bowed down to the girl respectfully and said, "Your Highness..."

Only the word "Your Highness" is said in Kuang language, and the following words are all barbarians.

From time to time, Aqi looked at the army gathered outside the village with a look of surprise, but his tone was still very respectful. Then the girl who appeared looked at Aqi, who always looked bad, and occasionally glanced at Li Xiaoguan, who was standing stunned, and gritted her teeth.

What's going on?

Sima Jin was stunned and looked at the embarrassing scene in the bamboo building like a play. It took him a long time to remember that the little official's words and deeds at this time were controlled by her.

Big pers... Your Highness... This girl who seems to have a lot of status, has it happened to the little official?

Does the army surrounding the stockade have anything to do with her?

What is the situation like in the southern wilderness today?

......

Before coming to the Southern Desert, Simajin only regarded this trip as a pastime. Unexpectedly, there were twists and turns in two days. Not only did he not save Li Xiaoguan, but even An Bochen did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Now I can only rely on myself.

But it doesn't matter. When he didn't show up, he didn't solve the disaster by himself. But because of his appearance, he learned to rely on... No matter what happens, once you form a habit, it will always bring a lot of troubles.

In the witch temple, Sima Jin smiled faintly. When her smile dissipated, her expression became cold.

Fingers dance and dance in the palm of your hand.

The moonlight slipped down the treetops and sprinkled on the bamboo building. In the bamboo building, the little fat man with a confused face suddenly raised his head. For the first time in his life, a sonoyan temperament rose from him.

The corners of his mouth curved an arc. Li Xiaoguan turned sideways and quietly looked at Aqi and His Highness. In his deep eyes, half of the vicissitudes and half melancholy.

In an instant, the bamboo building became quiet.