Chapter 278 278 Question 2

People are fragile?

Yu Hong keenly grasped the key. This means that even if the people here practice, they are still fragile?

"Can't the Taoist formation be powerful?" He continued to ask without moving his face.

"Yes, but the best way to strengthen a person's body is written in the fighting school. The so-called Taoist techniques, formations, etc. are just means that we use ourselves to combine external objects and use targeted forces to restrain resentment. This is a method of using, not training and strengthening ourselves." Lao Yang explained.

"In other words, if you learn Taoism, you also need to learn fighting skills?" Yu Hongdao.

"This is naturally. There are many ways to cultivate and temper the spirit in fighting martial arts. You can use it by studying hard." Lao Yang nodded.

"Can you beat a powerful martial artist who has learned Taoism and formations?" Yu Hong obviously felt the key.

As soon as he said this, Lao Yang immediately looked at him like a fool.

"nonsense!"

"What?" Yu Hong blinked.

"Of course I can't beat it." Lao Yang was speechless. "A person has limited energy. Half of his spirit and time to exercise his fighting ability. To fight against the martial artist's fighting ability that he has been tempered wholeheartedly is completely seeking death."

"." Yu Hong now knows what Lao Yang calls Taoism.

The three of them returned to the yacht's beach.

What they saw was Song Whispering and the other three with a frustrated look on their faces.

"What's going on?" Wei Chengjun stepped forward and asked first. He was listening to Yu Hong and the others talking about messy content, and he was not interested at all.

"The people on the yacht just don't answer the phone!" Gao Wen wet his hair with sweat and pressed against his forehead and sideburns.

"We are planning to swim over and take a look on the boat."

"I suggest you don't do this." Old Yang looked at the yacht from a distance, smelled the sea breeze, pinched his fingers and made a serious expression. "There is no one on the boat."

No one??

Several people looked carefully at the yacht, but after looking for a while, they didn't notice anyone walking on it.

"Abiao, Aliang and the others are all on the boat?" Gao Wen's face turned pale.

Lao Yang shook his head and didn't say anything. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the island.

The others also felt something was wrong at this time.

If the yacht cannot go back, wouldn’t they be unable to live without the island?

"Don't panic. According to the previous investigation, there will be a coast guard ship inspecting this sea area tomorrow, and we can ask for help at that time." Song whispered in a deep voice.

When they heard the coast guard ship, the few people calmed down. Gao Wen wanted to swim on the boat, but was persuaded by Lao Yang.

The group returned to their previous residence. There was something wrong with the yacht. Song Whispered also felt something was wrong and was not in the mood to continue recording the video.

The four of them got together and looked for Qi Siyan again, but they still didn't see anyone. Only then did they confirm that Qi Siyan was really missing.

At night.

Yu Hong walked out of the room where he was resting and looked at the sky outside.

‘The next day was the first time I stayed at the place where the black ship was sent to for two days.’

For some reason, he felt that the black ship mark in his mind seemed to convey a faint sense of anxiety.

It seems that the black ship itself has a simple instinct.

He turned around and saw Gao Wen and Lao Yang muttering about something.

Soon, the two of them began to carry a roll of red lines and wrap around the room they lived in circles.

And Lao Yang didn't know where to find a brush, dipped it in dark unknown ink, and drew a huge circular pattern on the ground around the house. He added various complex words and symbols to the pattern.

Yu Hong saw Song Whispering and others in the room looking at Lao Yang working in a weird way, but he didn't help.

Finally, Lao Yang completely surrounded the entire house with a red line, which hung in the air, forming a blockade, and anyone entering and leaving would be blocked.

"Tonight, I need to confirm the safety and stability of other places. You will stay here. Remember, starting from twelve o'clock in the evening, everyone should not leave the range set by this red coil. This red coil is used to hide your breath. Once someone goes out and is discovered, the coil will lose its effectiveness. Remember!" Lao Yang reminded.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang! We will definitely abide by it! This time I will give you two million when I go out!" Gao Wen pointed seriously.

Lao Yang pulled the corner of his mouth and did not refuse. Although he was a Taoist master, he also needed money.

When Yu Hong saw this scene not far away, he also understood that money should be of great help to people like Lao Yang.

Otherwise, he would not have taken the initiative to tinker for such a long time for Gao Wen's request.

Thinking of this, his eyes turned and looked at the island again.

The source of the erosion black ship has not been found, but he has been here for nearly two days.

This is also a test.

He said nothing, watched Lao Yang leave quietly, leaving the rest of the people huddled in the room where the formation was blocked.

As the conversation was a break, he also found a room to go in and was assigned a redundant spare tent.

Lying in the yellow tent, Yu Hong was waiting quietly.

I came to this island for no reason, met this group of living people, joined them strangely, and came into contact with a special and larger world.

This made him feel a little unreal.

But apart from being unreal, there is more joy.

Wait for the passage of time.

As the sky got darker, the sound of waves outside gradually became weaker.

Yu Hong lay in the tent, waiting for the arrival of twelve o'clock in the evening.

At this moment, the black ship mark in his mind began to flicker, and an unstable and inexplicable aura was heard.

‘Sure enough, my premonition was right.’ He raised his hand and saw his arms start to flicker and slowly become transparent.

Yu Hong made a decision in his heart.

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Huangsongdao.

At night, the sea breeze roared, dark clouds were covered with thunder, and rumbling sounded.

In a two-story abandoned shop by the sea.

Gao Wensong whispered that the four of them returned to their own room and slept in the tent to rest.

rumble

Thunder rolled outside.

Zhao Sisi turned on the charging night light in the tent, and the yellow warm light illuminated the small tent.

She took off her coat, pants, drank some water, and was about to get into her sleeping bag to rest.

Suddenly she touched her left wrist.

"Wait! Where is my bracelet?"

Zhao Sisi was stunned. She finally saved money to buy a gold bracelet a while ago. She was still there on the way back, but now she disappeared.

"Can you fall to Xiaoyu?" She quickly got up and unzipped the tent.

Outside is a dirty and dark bedroom covered with spider webs.

There is a photo of a pair of people with cracks hanging on the wall. It is a beautiful and cute girl with a pair of ponytails holding a fat man in her teens glasses.

The girl smiled sunny and happy, and the little fat man shy and cute. She wanted to hold the girl's shoulder with one hand, but because she was too short, she could only put it on her back.

The two of them are tall and the other is short, with a strong contrast, which makes people remember this photo at once.

"Is this house just the home of the mentally ill fat man?" Zhao Sisi frowned. Without thinking too much, she looked out the window. The street outside was dark, and the sea breeze blew the weeds on the ground and kept swaying and tilting.

These weeds that grow between the stone slabs can be seen everywhere, and are blown by the wind, making a whirring sound.

And just as she looked out, under the window she couldn't see.

A fat little man with a grey and dirty body was squatting by the wall, lowering his head, and tinking something with his hands.

The height of the little fat man sitting was just lower than the windowsill. He could not see it without sticking his head out of the window.

He faced the wall, and the skin exposed on his neck and the side of his face was pale like lime.
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