Chapter 183 Hua Gu

"Instor, instructor..."

An eager call came from his ear. When Yang Yanzhao opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the secret room. It was Xiao Muchun, who had accompanied Luo's daughter before.

At this moment, their hands and feet were chained. When they saw Yang Yanzhao wake up, they hurriedly said, "Ingor, Miss Luo, Miss Eight and Pai Feng have been arrested by them."

Rubbing his dizzy head and looking at Guo Huai, who had woken up, Yang Yanzhao nodded, "I already know this. My brother and I were also captured. Maybe it was hidden from them, so we lost the flin bracelet."

Hearing the words, Xiao Muchun and others were relieved a lot. In their eyes, there is nothing that Yang Yanzhao can't do. Even if they are in trouble now, there is definitely a way to get out.

"These stinky women know how to use some intrigues and tricks to fascinate people with the smell of flowers. It's really despicable!"

Without worry, this group of men with a straightforward personality will naturally scold their mother. Hearing these words, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help looking at Guo Huai, who was in a low voice, "The people here are a little strange. Brother Hede, do you have a way to crack the silent smoke-flavored elixir?"

Turning around, Guo Huai came to his senses from his thoughts, "Brother Yanzhao, I've been thinking about it just now, and it seems that I have some eyebrows."

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yanzhao was overjoyed, "Brother Hede, please tell me."

"I don't know if you have noticed that when you haven't smelled the smoke, there will be petals."

After Guo Huai finished speaking, Xiao Muchun couldn't help but answer, "It's true. Before that, I also saw the petals before I fainted."

That's right.

"If you hold your breath, you may be able to resist the smoke."

Yang Yanzhao nodded and said, but Guo Huai shook his head worriedly. "This is only one of the possibilities. The witchcraft in southern Fujian is very powerful. In many cases, it is impossible to prevent. Perhaps as long as this smoke touches the skin, it can play a role."

Thinking of the sudden weakness when Jianzhou rescued Lin Mo Niang, Yang Yanzhao understood that this was really not nonsense. Thinking about it, he didn't feel a headache again.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. Yang Yanzhao hurried forward and took out the stone that had been put in his sleeve in advance and intended to be used to engrave marks. He was energetic and drew a crack in the bracelet and footcuffs of Xiao Muchun.

"Don't talk, just think we don't know each other and adapt."

After ordering, Yang Yanzhao fell down again, and Guo Huai on one side also followed him and pretended to faint. After all, the two were ordinary people at this moment.

The iron door was opened, but there were several good-looking women with bare feet and a golden bell tied to their ankles. The leading woman stared at Xiao Muchun and others, and then came forward and kicked Yang Yansho and Guo Huai a few times.

"Dingling..."

The sound of the bell suddenly rang in the secret room. The poisonous scorpion members beside him were eager to open their mouths, but they were trampled on fiercely by Xiao Muchun and swallowed back in pain.

Turning around, she scolded a few words in the Minnan language. The woman's sleeves flicked and floated out a few petals. Yang Yanzhao, who was squinting and pretending to be dizzy, hummed a few times, and then slowly opened her eyes.

His face was a little frightened and he curled up. "Where is this? Why am I here?"

Seeing Yang Yanzhao like this, those women all laughed contemptuously, and the leading woman laughed loudly, and then said in the not very pure Central Plains dialect, "Well, all men in the world are heartless, but it's your luck and can be used to sacrifice to the Mother."

With that, there was another burst of laughter and turned around and walked out, while the rest of the women held a whip in their hands and whipped the crowd fiercely. Obviously, they were asked to follow them out.

Out of the secret room, there was a pleading in his ears. He looked up. There were more than a dozen men in the narrow passage, and the strong man was similar to Xiao Muchun and others, wearing bracelets and fres.

And those beautiful women who usually pretend to be high danced with whips excitedly, with almost crazy laughter in their mouths. Xiao Muchun's eyes were angry and he wanted to get up and resist, but Yang Yanzhao pulled her clothes to death.

Under the beating of the whip, the group of people moved forward along the passage. With about half a cup of tea, they suddenly opened their eyes, but came to an altar.

On the high platform, dissatisfied with the strangely color of the flowers, there is a statue in the group of flowers, with a realistic appearance and a long shirt, like a beautiful woman standing in the sea of flowers in the wind.

Around the high platform, there are four strange beasts carved, which seem to be tigers, giant turtles, pythons and sea dragons. The four strange beasts are all looking up to the sky and roaring.

Under the beating of the whip, Yang Yanzhao and more than a dozen others stood in the corner and waited for a while, but saw the petals falling all over the sky, and the scene that Yang Yanzhao encountered in Zhujiazhai happened again.

Dozens of women in white thorns floated away from the ground barefoot, muttering and singing, accompanied by bells, which seemed to have some confusing effects.

Fortunately, Yang Yanzhao was already on guard and stabilized his mind. Looking back at Xiao Muchun and others, he saw that they were all sweat on their faces. It was thought that they were spending their minds to resist, while the other men gradually became confused and whispered.

The masked woman in the front jumped to the top of the stone ladder under the high platform, and the woman behind her stood on both sides of the stone ladder. After a rapid sound of bells, there was a sound of footsteps in her ear. When she raised her head, she saw dozens of young women being escorted, and among them, there were Luo's daughter, eight sisters and exhaust. After them, it was Chai Qingyun whose hands were tied.

"The sixth brother!"

Seeing Yang Yanzhao in the crowd, it was the straight-faced Eight Sister who hurriedly called out happily. In her voice, Luo's girl, Pai Feng and Chai Qingyun all shook their bodies and looked in the direction that Ba Mei looked at.

Hearing Ba Mei's voice, Yang Yanzhao's heart suddenly tightened, but how could he react at this moment? I can only learn from the people around me, with that dull look on my face.

Ba Mei called a few more times. Seeing that there was no response, she actually cried in her words. The Luo girl even began to sob in a low voice, suppressing the impulse in her heart. Yang Yanzhao still did not respond.

Under the reprimand of those flower ladies, the eighth sister was not afraid but greeted her, jumped and kicked the other party's abdomen.

But for a moment, he heard a moan. When his toes approached the flower lady, the eighth sister fell straight down, while the latter smiled contemptuously. He wanted to teach the eighth sister a lesson, but was drunk away.

On the stone ladder, the flower girl shouted, and then all the flower ladies knelt down to the stone statue, kowtowed nine times, and stopped for a long time.

After getting up, there was another Minnan preaching to Luo's women and others. Naturally, Yang Yanzhao could not understand, but under his words, many women began to look painful.

Suddenly, the flower girl pointed to Yang Yanzhao, and saw a burly man wearing bracelets and flies a few steps. Looking at the flower lady on one side, she actually gave birth to a salivation.

It seemed that she was used to this scene. The flower lady smiled at him, and the man suddenly smiled even more. On the other side, on Chai Qingyun's right hand, a woman of the She clan was shouting anxiously. According to the situation, the two seemed to be husband and wife.

Under the jade finger of the flower lady, the man turned his head, with more displeasure and even anger on his face. Then his expression was distorted. He didn't know what he was thinking. He strode to the She woman, and a huge fist was about to be smashed.

"Ah!"

It was the woman who screamed and fell to the ground. When her fist was about to hit her face, the figure of the flower lady on one side moved and kicked the man away.

Later, she picked up the woman, and on the high platform, Hua Gu also began to talk. Yang Yanzhao still didn't know what she was saying, but looking at the women who were caught, their faces were helpless and painful.

It should be doing something like brainwashing.

As he spoke, the bell shook gently, which seemed to have a faint fragrance of flowers. Even Yang Yanzhao felt sad in his heart.

In a moment, except for Luo's women and others who may not understand Minnan language, the other women who were caught were in tears and cried with a headache.

"My Huajian faction takes it as its responsibility to save the suffering of the people of the world. I have the intention to join the school, and I am even allowed to be a deacon. Why don't you want to do it?"

The pure Central Plains dialect was crisp, and Yang Yanzhao didn't have time to be surprised, because he had to always pay attention to the other party's behavior.

"Don't talk about it. We won't be a bad deacon with you!"

The eighth sister was still in a hurry and refused loudly. The flower girl smiled angrily when she heard the words, "The teeth are sharp, but the talent of the two little dolls is good. If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, how about you in charge of the Huajian School after I sit down?"

"Hmm, I don't care!"

She pouted, and the eighth sister's mouth was full of disdain, and the wind also nodded. The Luo girl looked up at the flower aunt who couldn't see her face clearly and said resolutely, "Don't waste your tongue, or let us go back as soon as possible. Otherwise, Liulang will definitely sweep away your evil way!"

Although Yang Yanzhao was in front of him and his expression was abnormal, Luo's girl believed that with him, she would definitely leave here safely.

Hearing her mention of the word 'Liulang', Chai Qingyun behind her couldn't help but be jealous, but at the same time, Yang Yanzhao, who was facing the same hope in her heart, was ready to destroy the enemy.

"Rokuro? Are you talking about him?"

Pointing to Yang Yanzhao, who was sluggish, and then smiled and said, "There are many court officials who died under my seat. They are only sent by the court, and they are the first one."

When the voice fell, Luo's women and others suddenly changed their faces, while Yang Yanzhao was still at a loss and seemed to be unconscious.

"There is a limit to my patience. Either join the Huajian faction or die!"

There are more murders in the words. Obviously, Hua Gu was angry. If it hadn't been for these Central Plains women who had talent in martial arts and the means to cure diseases and save people, otherwise she would not have suppressed her temperament so much.

"If you want to kill, kill it, but in the future, you will sit and wait for the imperial army to flatten this place!"

Chai Qingyun scolded. She was arrogant. When did she suffer from such contempt?

"The imperial army?"

It seemed that she heard the ridiculous words, but the flower girl laughed, and then her voice suddenly cooled down. "I don't believe it. Today, I'll let you die here to sacrifice to the Mother of God!"

The right hand flashed, and two golden bells appeared between the fingers and began to shake slowly. The light bell pushed forward with water waves and flew to Yang Yanzhao with petals between them.

It's not good!

Yang Yanzhao shouted loudly, and then his consciousness began to become blurred. There was only one voice in his ear, which seemed that he could not resist.

"Kill them!"