Husband, put on your skirt first!

The lady in cheongsam knocked the little fat man on the shoulder with a folding fan, the little fat man shook immediately, then rubbed his eyes, and continued to look at the Japanese woman.

After a while, the little fat man lamented, "Oh, I still can't see her skills. Don't be afraid after hearing about it. If she dares to play any tricks later, I will help you see through."

The young lady was very indifferent, sneered, and looked at the confident Japanese woman opposite with cold eyes, "What do they know? Isn't it just illusions? It's all about hiding."

However, it's really hard to crack.The three people with Duan Heng seem to hate the Japanese very much, as long as they are Japanese, they hate it to the bone.Duan Heng is different from them, there is no national border.Japan has hurt our country in history, but not every Japanese is a bad person.

There is no reason to bring the evils of history to the people of today. However, the Japanese who rob our country like this really should be hated. Not only should they be hated, but they must be expelled from the country. kill.

The little fat man rubbed his chubby face, "This illusion is aimed at individuals, even if it is aimed at collective objects, there will not be many. It will be a competition between you and her, she must only be aimed at you, so if she does it to you What we bystanders cannot see.

Smell, I can only tell you, don't think too much later, illusion is to take advantage of people's psychological weaknesses, don't be confused by her, otherwise you will only die in your own hands. "

They all understand this truth, but it's really hard to guard against it when they're on the scene. Even if they know it's an illusion, they don't know how to decipher it.

With an idea, the little fat man suddenly waved to Mo Wenwen.His status seemed to be higher than that of Mo Wenwen. With this wave, Mo Wenwen bent down.

The fat man leaned close to Mo Wenwen's ear and whispered, "As for illusions, that crazy ghost should be able to break through. So, if you can't get out of her illusions, trick her into using shikigami. As long as she releases shikigami, you Then you can summon the ghost king openly."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyebrows at Mo Wenwen.The corners of Mo Wenwen's lips twitched slightly, "All right, let me try."

Duan Heng and Chu Yu listened quietly to what the fat man said just now when he came up with a bad idea, and they were stunned after hearing it.Not only Chu Yu frowned, Duan Heng was even more inconceivable.Aren't they part of the organization, which allows the summoning of ghost kings to deal with people?

Chu Yu didn't know the identities of those two, but he seemed to have a special affinity with them. "She doesn't dare to kill you here."

"She doesn't have the ability." Mo Wenwen opened the folding fan and fanned it leisurely.

"Is illusion also considered Feng Shui?" Chu Yu, like the villagers, didn't understand this, so he asked.

Duan Heng explained, "Illusion is a kind of mental attack, and it is not considered Fengshui at all. Compared with our Fengshui, it lacks the right time, place and people, which is far worse.

The people in the village don't understand Fengshui and Taoism, and it's really lacking in a small circle to compete with Fengshui and Taoism.That's why the Japanese woman can make a formation with a little pretense, and if she uses illusions quietly, no one will say anything about her.

Illusion is a mental attack, launched by the senses, as long as the senses are closed.But some powerful illusionists can directly control people's brains, anyone with a little intelligence will be controlled, and the only person who cannot be controlled is the dead. "

Chu Yu blinked his eyes when he heard it, and he rested for half an hour after the competition, and now he looked like a vigorous young man, and he didn't seem to have fought at all.

Mo Wenwen echoed indifferently, "It's not a big deal to take a step forward."

As soon as Mo Wenwen finished speaking, the village chief rang the gong.The sun was slowly setting, because Chu Yu's contest took a long time, and it would be dark in an hour.

Competing Taoism at night is exciting, but unfortunately, the most exciting time is reserved for the most dangerous Mo Wenwen.

The Japanese woman opposite stood up and picked up the folding fan on the table.Hers is a Zhuyi fan, shining golden.

Mo Wenwen walked out calmly, and the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became serious.It seems that the villagers don't want the Japanese to win, even if they have been kind to them before, they don't want these Japanese to stay.

After the Japanese woman came out, she held a small Zhuyi fan in both hands, and bowed to Mo Wenwen, bending at ninety degrees.Her petite figure formed a perfect contrast with Mo Wenwen's tall figure.But she is a cuter person, it's just that people can't be judged by their appearance. The heart of a person cannot be defined just by appearance.

When she straightened up, she showed an extremely gentle smile to Mo Wenwen, and said in a slow and gentle tone, "Miss Mo, you and Young Master Tong are famous, it is a great honor for Ranzi to compete with you today. "

Mo Wenwen looked at him condescendingly, with his chin raised slightly, "You are also a guest from afar. Since you are a guest, I will let you make moves first. This is the etiquette of our countrymen. Please don't shirk."

Ranzi kept smiling, "Miss Mo, everyone has their own mission. After today, I hope you and I will not become enemies."

After all, the fan in her hand swished open, the smile on her face disappeared, her feet took strange steps, and every step would stop for a while, only her lips could be seen moving slightly, she should be chanting their Japanese spell .

And every time she finished reading, the fan in her hand would flutter.Every time she pounced, white smoke would rise from the ground under her feet.

The smoke quickly spread around Mo Wenwen, and Mo Wenwen covered his mouth and nose with a fan.

Duan Heng and the others couldn't see Mo Wenwen's face, because Mo Wenwen always turned his back to them.All I could see was the Japanese. When the smoke gradually cleared, the Japanese woman named Ranko stood there with an indifferent expression on her face, without any other movements.

"The formation of Jiugong Bagua?" Duan Heng muttered to himself.

The little fat man shook his head, "No, it's the smoke of illusion..."

The three of them looked at Mo Wenwen's back, and felt a strange feeling in their hearts.For a long time, Mo Wenwen didn't move.

Every time, I didn't expose the small tricks of the Japanese, just to make them lose convincingly.

After 10 minutes, Mo Wenwen took a step forward, but his steps were very shallow, as if his body was about to fall down.

When she took three steps, her head suddenly dropped, and the folding fan in her hand fell to the ground, her shoulders twitched slightly, and she let out a strange panting sound at the same time.

The little fat man stared blankly at Mo Wenwen's back, and muttered to himself, "Except for eating and sleeping, she never leaves her fan. Once she leaves her hand, it means that she is in danger."

Ranzi also looked at Mo Wenwen with a serious face, "Everyone is their own master, I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt anyone, but I have to save my people, I'm sorry, I borrowed that bead, and I will return it after I use it up." You, Miss Mo, I'm really sorry."

"There's no need to apologize." Mo Wenwen's voice sounded coldly.

"you……"

Didn't she have an illusion?Or did he wake up from the illusion in a short time?Regardless of the two reasons, it is enough to prove that she is very powerful!