How did this thing end up with you?
Zhou the tailor, who was standing nearby, saw the contents of the backpack and exclaimed in surprise.
As for Liu Sandao, he was also stunned in place.
I reckon if they didn't trust me, they would have both hit me.
"Brother Zhou, Brother Liu, these are the men I was talking about. Yesterday we ran into Wu Zhiguo's men in Shangjiao Village!"
I quickly explained to the two of them, "Brother Zhou, Wu Zhiguo is the enemy I was talking about."
"So that's how it is! That damned man!"
After listening, Zhou the tailor suddenly understood why this thing was in my backpack.
I've confirmed that these two items are indeed talismans, and I've also guessed the reason.
"I understand now. It must be that Wu Zhiguo's subordinate doesn't have enough power, so he needs to rely on this talisman."
So he came here, took the two pictures, and the thing inside was released.
I explained my speculation to the three of them.
Both Zhou the tailor and Liu the three-knife expressed their strong agreement.
Then Zhou the tailor burst into a tirade, even throwing in a dialect phrase: "That must be it! This is a damn bastard! He almost ruined everything!"
"Shall we put this painting back now?"
I carefully handed the two paintings to Zhou the tailor.
"Yes, with these two things, it will be much easier. Before, I was suppressing it all by my own power!"
Now, Zhou the tailor was full of confidence, and there was no trace of the panic he had shown before.
Zhou the tailor took the two pictures, unfolded them, and shone them into the cave.
In an instant, the demonic aura throughout the cave was firmly suppressed.
"San Dao, join me in forming the Heavenly Star Demon-Slaying Formation!"
Zhou the tailor gave direct instructions to Liu Sandao.
Liu Sandao pulled out his peach wood sword and jumped to Zhou the tailor's side.
Zhou the tailor also had a magic tool, but it was just a needle-like thing.
That's probably why he's called Zhou the Tailor.
"Xiao Chen, stand in the Xun position and form the formation!"
Perhaps sensing the pressure, Zhou the tailor began to give me instructions.
The Heavenly Star Demon-Slaying Formation that Zhou the tailor mentioned is in his notes, and Liu Sandao also mentioned something similar in the book he gave me.
However, Zhou the tailor's seems to be a bit more advanced; it must be his improved version.
I stood directly in that spot and used the Thunderstrike Sword to form a formation.
The three of us exuded righteous energy, and a golden array was formed!
When Lao Dao saw this, his mouth gaped open, clearly quite shocked by our method.
"Brother Chen, you guys are amazing, incredibly amazing!"
Old Dao seems to have no other use besides saying "awesome" these days.
Originally, Liu Sandao and I wanted Lao Dao to stay outside, but Zhou the tailor suggested taking him along, and Lao Dao also wanted to stay by my side.
So, we let Lao Dao come in.
Unfortunately, Old Knife seems to be of no use now. The only good news is that Old Knife doesn't need our protection anymore.
Zhou the tailor and Liu Sandao each had a painting in their hands, and with the help of our formation, the demonic energy inside was suppressed.
I raised an eyebrow slightly; it looked much simpler than I had imagined.
But at that moment, the tattoo on my arm started moving again.
Every time this thing shakes, it means something big is about to happen.
"Senior brother, did you succeed?"
Liu Sandao put away the scroll and looked at Zhou the tailor.
"It should be that the demonic energy has been suppressed."
Zhou the tailor grabbed a handful of air, held it to his nose, and took a gentle sniff before relaxing.
"What's wrong, Xiao Chen? Did you find anything?"
When Zhou the tailor saw that I looked tense, he showed me great concern.
"Brother Zhou, it's nothing, it just feels like it's being processed too quickly..."
I'm still a little worried.
The main problem was that this monster initially put a lot of pressure on me, but it was suppressed just like that, which made me feel something was wrong. Plus, the eagle owl tattoo had given me a warning earlier.
"Yes, it was only suppressed. Now that you two are here, along with the Thunder Strike Sword and the Owl God on your body, I want to get rid of this thing right here!"
Zhou the tailor straightened his chest, looked into the distance, and gazed into the distance with a deep look in his eyes.
If we only resort to suppression, we will inevitably encounter situations similar to the one we are in now.
Therefore, Zhou the tailor decided that after seizing the advantages of timing, location, and popular support, he would directly eliminate this monster.
"Your name is Little Knife, right? You don't have any magic power?"
Zhou the tailor glanced at Old Dao, who was hiding next to me, and felt a little ashamed when he saw Old Dao sitting down on the ground.
“Brother Zhou, Lao Dao has always been like this, I’m used to it.”
I explained to Zhou the tailor.
After listening, Zhou the tailor frowned deeply: "No way, no way, how could it be completely useless?"
"Senior brother, could you be mistaken? This old knife is just an ordinary person!"
At this moment, Liu Sandao also spoke up to explain.
“Xiao Chen, my senior brother has a pair of discerning eyes that can see through many things, which is why he said that. He might be overworked and seeing things a little blurry.”
Seeing my confusion, Liu Sandao explained Zhou the tailor's abilities to me.
I could only laugh awkwardly. In my memory, aside from peeing at the drop of a hat, Old Dao didn't seem to do anything else...
Suddenly, I remembered my conversation with that fat woman.
"Brother Zhou, Lao Dao's body is a bit special; he can absorb yang energy to a great extent!"
I quickly explained the special features of the old knife to Zhou the tailor.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Zhou the tailor rushed to Lao Dao's side and grabbed Lao Dao's wrist tightly.
A moment later, Zhou the tailor showed an incredulous expression.
"No wonder I noticed you were unusual, now I know, now I know!"
After Zhou the tailor finished speaking, he laughed heartily: "Old Dao, this time we really need your help!"
Old Dao trembled slightly, but gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
"Senior, as long as it can help Brother Chen, just tell me what you need me to do, and I'll do it!"
"Hold onto this painting tightly and place your hand on it!"
Zhou the tailor handed the painting in his hand to Lao Dao.
"Stand here and don't move. Remember, no matter what happens, don't panic. Wait for us to come out!"
Tailor Zhou gave Old Knife some instructions.
I patted Lao Dao on the shoulder and gave him an approving look.
Encouraged, Lao Dao placed the knife on the table as Zhou the tailor had instructed.
After we finished doing all that, Lao Dao stayed where he was, while Zhou the tailor, Liu Sandao, and I continued on our way.
"Brother Zhou, what's the use of Lao Dao's physique?" I asked, somewhat puzzled.
I have a feeling that Zhou the tailor's arrangement just now was a bit unnecessary.
"Oh, it's no use. I just misjudged him. I was afraid we'd have to be distracted protecting him, so I told him to wait at the front door while we put the painting in."
Zhou the tailor spoke with such confidence that I couldn't refute him. He was the one who agreed to let Lao Dao in just now, and now he's the one who's backing out.
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