There was a vine above her head heading towards her neck. Siling did not cut it off, but crawled to the ground and held Jiang Zhengxing, which had been twisted into a rice dumpling, in front of her.

She grabbed Jiang Zhengxing, who was hanging in the air, and was pulled off the ground again as the vines. Sling cut off the vines from all directions trying to follow him, and blocked the cut vines on the tree branch behind the rope. Wait until a certain height

, as soon as she lets go, the two of them will swing out like a swing.

"You can't draw this talisman like this! Ancestor!" Jiang Zhengxing saw Si Ling's rough-and-tumble painting style and suddenly realized that those things that were so off-putting just now were probably not because she didn't want to kill herself, but because she didn't want to kill herself.

His skills are limited, but he can't kill him? How can the runes of the wind hexagram be combined with the five elements of the water system? If he could draw such a thing, the Jiang family's coffin board would be unable to hold it down.

"Why not? The area of ​​​​the vines is too big. The two of us can't escape by just running. We can only use the same method as Tarzan to swing out. If only the wind attribute talisman is not enough to lift the two of us,

"Isn't the water element more suitable for it?" Siling asked for advice, but his actions were unambiguous. He threw the self-created rune behind him.

"Auntie, you just use the talisman like this?!" There is no chanting or triggering method, just throwing it out so roughly. What kind of talisman can work? Jiang Zhengxing originally thought that Si Ling was just a newcomer who was not strong enough, probably because of his face.

It took her both ways to get to this point. Unexpectedly, she has the temperament of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Jiang Zhengxing snorted coldly, "That's the end of your rashness. Feng shui is not something you can develop by being reckless."

Sure enough, throwing the talisman paper had no effect. Si Ling chopped off the vines that came around again, bit his finger and drew another exactly the same one.

Si Ling frowned slightly, and his amber eyes reflected the golden light when the talisman was written. Jiang Zhengxing did not continue to mock, "For the sake of you taking me with you, I can inform you when the Jiang family accepts a disciple with a foreign surname.

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"Then why don't you tell me what's wrong with my talisman?"

Jiang Zhengxing was speechless for a while, "That's not right at all. Wind and water are hexagrams with different attributes. How can they be painted together? There is no such painting method in the Jiang family's talismans. And you don't even sing, I

You said you don’t even know how to use talismans, let alone draw talismans... If you ask me, you should learn from the basics..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his body lighten up, and Siling directly cut off the vine that was clinging to him.

"ah!"

After the second vine tightened around his waist again, he realized that the wave of air just now was Si Ling's talisman that had really taken effect. "How, how is it possible?"

"Didn't you teach me that?" Si Ling didn't even look at him, and still concentrated on drawing the next talisman. It looked different from the one just now.

She just got lucky and got a valid one, and she even changed the talisman? Jiang Zhengxing opened his mouth, looked at the knife in Si Ling's hand, and finally swallowed back the sarcasm on his lips, "When did I

Taught you?"

"Just now," Si Ling clasped her hands together and opened and closed her mouth. Jiang Zhengxing didn't see what kind of chant she was using at all. He only watched her throw the talisman out again the next second. At this time, Si Ling turned her head and

Completed the half-sentence just now, "Didn't you tell me that you wanted to sing?"

This time the air wave was very steady, and there was no sense of weightlessness like the talisman in the first chapter. The water wave generally carried them forward for a long distance, until Siling pulled him to hug the tree trunk.

"What kind of chant did you just sing?" It was too short. Could it be that it was only half of the chant? Jiang Zhengxing became nervous because his father could shorten the chant and make it more concise. Could Siling be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?

There were a lot fewer vines at the top, so Si Ling was able to take the time to cut off the rice dumpling strings on Jiang Zhengxing's body. She couldn't hold such a dragster, so it was better to let him go quickly and let him fend for himself.

"Let me ask you a question? What kind of chant is it?"

"Fulu pays attention to the unity of mind and spirit, and sincerity leads to spirituality..." Si Ling's explanation seemed to Jiang Zhengxing to be like telling him that one should be kind and that suffering losses is a blessing.

He pursed his lips, "I really want to know which chapter of chanting you just said..."

Si Ling put the dagger away from her waist, her eyes were solemn and somewhat doubtful, "I just said Amitabha." She lowered her head and looked at the vines climbing up the tree trunk, and squeezed out the solidified wound on her fingertips again.

Blood.

In front of Jiang Zhengxing, he drew the four-faced talisman again, then clasped his hands together, and said in a pious and solemn voice, "Amitabha..." With this "chanting" Jiang Zhengxing was directly swept away. He rolled on the grass.

After a few laps, he realized that he had escaped the attack range of the vines.

There was no sign of Si Ling around him. He cursed and walked out for a long time, only to find that the points he had on him were missing.

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Chapter completed!