"Daozhang Luo's calculation makes some sense. I used my skills to ask Ati God before. The two children in the village may be gone. Their souls are extremely painful and they are suffering from pain all the time. Look at this In this case, it is very likely that they have been kidnapped and are using them to practice some kind of evil magic." Bimo said with a sad look on his face.
This situation is not uncommon.
I met two evil cultivators, such as Huang Longhui and He Qiulin, who use living people to practice evil magic. They both use women to practice, which is similar to the evil magic of harvesting yin and replenishing yang.
I have also heard the master say that children are used to practice evil arts. Most of them are boys and girls under the age of ten, so the evil arts they practice will be more domineering.
Practicing with women is already evil enough, but using children to practice is a bit cruel and inhumane. If this is the case, this kind of evil must be eliminated.
As an inner disciple of Maoshan, the first sect in China, the sloppy Taoist priest has a heavy burden. Exterminating demons and defending the Tao, killing demons and curing evil are the purpose of their Maoshan sect. How could they allow such evil cultivators to ignore them and harm them wantonly? people.
Although I am not a disciple of any sect, I will not tolerate such bastards killing innocent people.
Therefore, the sloppy Taoist priest and I hit it off immediately and decided to think about it and find out.
But after thinking about it, I still felt that something was not right, so I said to the sloppy Taoist priest: "Lao Luo, if you use boys and girls to practice evil, your cultivation must be unfathomable. I'm afraid we are no match. Be safe. Son, it’s best to call Kasang and the others over.”
"Blow the whistle to tell people not to worry. After we figure out the situation, it won't be too late to let them come over." The sloppy Taoist priest said thoughtfully.
"I remember that your Maoshan Sect has a technique called Thousand-mile Tracking Technique. You can use this method to search and see where the two children are." I suggested.
"Thousand-mile tracking technique can only be used to find living people. Bimo said that the two children may be gone, so this technique has lost its effect."
"Then is there any other way?" Uncle Hu Zi also said anxiously.
"Didn't I say that there are missing children in other villages? Let's look for them one by one. Maybe there are still some left alive." I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest.
"There is a small village more than ten miles away. Two children were lost there two days ago. I can take you to have a look." Bimo looked at us.
The sloppy Taoist priest glanced outside. Not long after it got dark, the whole village was dark.
You shouldn't travel at night in a place like this, it's very unsafe.
But the sloppy Taoist priest made a decisive decision: "It's not too late. If we delay for one day, those children may die. Let's set off now."
I have no objection to this, after all, saving people is important.
At that moment, we left Uncle Huzi behind. The sloppy Taoist priest and Bimo and I set out overnight to rush to the next village.
Uncle Huzi was a little reluctant to stay here alone. After all, this village was really boring, there was no electricity, the mobile phone signal was intermittent, and he didn't know anyone.
But as soon as he heard that he had to walk back and forth on the zipline, Uncle Hu Zi gave up. He was really afraid of heights.
Bimo led the way, and the sloppy Taoist priest and I followed behind.
Soon, the three of us left the village, and I glared at the sloppy Taoist priest angrily: "You are such a dog. You said you brought me here to make a fortune, but you invited me to come here to do hard work, and you lost your head." It’s definitely not easy to deal with such a powerful evil cultivator.”
"Wu Laoliu, you are getting more and more cunning now. You put your heart in the dog's belly and promise not to treat you badly. Think about it, the evil cultivator must be very powerful. Now you are starting from He Qiulin. We got the blood refining ball there. When we take care of him, if you use the blood refining ball to swallow up his cultivation level, won't it mean that his cultivation level will be greatly increased again? Even if I give you tens of millions, it won't be a good deal. "Brother, I'm all thinking about you, but I love you the most, so don't you know what's good and what's good." The sloppy Taoist priest said with a swishy smile.
Listening to what he said, it makes sense.
It seems that's really what happened.
But when I think about it carefully, I still think it’s a bit cheating.
Using the blood refining ball to swallow up the opponent's cultivation level is certainly very beautiful, but if the opponent is too strong, there is no telling who will absorb whom.
Now that things have come to this, we can only bite the bullet and do it. Everyone has been tricked by him, so we can't retreat halfway.
After leaving the village, we walked quickly on the rugged mountain road. After riding the zipline across a large river, we hiked over two more mountains before arriving at a small, run-down village.
The situation of this village is similar to that of Abloha Village. In one word, it is poor.
The village is slightly smaller than Abloha Village. I really don’t know why the people in this village built the village in such a remote place. It is inconvenient to enter and exit. However, if the physical conditions are removed, it can be regarded as A paradise.
Bimo has a high prestige in the nearby villages. With him showing us the way, things will be much easier.
Bimo took us to a dilapidated small courtyard, and soon an old lady came out to receive us.
After saying a few words, the old lady began to cry. After Bimo comforted her, she entered the house.
I found two children sleeping in the house.
The missing child was the sister of the two children. She was only nine years old. She went to the mountains to chop firewood two days ago and never came back.
As soon as he talked about this, the old man couldn't stop crying.
The children's parents are working outside, and there is no electricity in the village, let alone mobile phones, so they cannot be contacted.
Then, Bimo asked the old man to find the missing little girl's clothes, as well as some hair and other things, and gave them to the sloppy Taoist priest and asked him to try to use the Thousand Miles Tracking Technique to sense it.
The sloppy Taoist priest took those things and came to the yard. He put all the hair inside a straw man. After making some secrets and chanting a mantra, the straw man suddenly stood up from the ground, walked two steps, and then fell down.
The direction in which the straw man fell was in the southwest.
Later, the sloppy Taoist priest picked up the straw man and said to us excitedly: "The child is definitely still alive, and maybe he can be saved."
It's now past ten o'clock in the evening, and it's obviously very dangerous to find someone in this rarely visited place.
But this matter cannot be delayed. We plan to set off overnight to track down the whereabouts of the girl.
Bimo comforted the old man with a few words, and the three of us set off again, walking quickly towards the depths of Daliang Mountain.
