Jiang Chong is just a minor figure in history.
But it was this little man who set off a mournful wave in the long river of history!
The disaster of witchcraft!
In 91 BC, Gongsun Jingsheng, the son of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Gongsun He, was accused of using witchcraft to curse Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty, involving many princesses and the son of Wei Qing. Liu Che ordered his favorite Jiang Chong to investigate the case thoroughly. There was a gap between Jiang Chong and the prince Liu Zhi, so he took the opportunity to frame him. The prince counterattacked and launched an army to kill Jiang Chong. Later, he was suppressed by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Queen Wei Zifu and Liu Zhi both committed suicide, affecting hundreds of thousands of people. This is known as the "witchcraft" in history. disaster.
Information about the scourge of witchcraft flashed through Chen Hao's mind, and he looked again at the puppet in the little girl's arms.
It’s actually this evil thing!
"Not good!" In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Chen Hao noticed something was wrong.
How could an ancient spiritual object that was born out of historical events involving suspicion between father and son and fratricide help a mother save her child?
Guo Manying was cheated!
These thoughts only appeared in Chen Hao's mind for a moment, and then Chen Hao heard a shrill cry in his ears.
The little girl on the bed stood up from the bed like a puppet on strings. There were no pupils in her eyes, and on her chest was half a puppet's head that had not integrated into her body. It looked very strange.
The next moment, the little girl grabbed forward with both hands and pounced on Chen Hao and Lin Feixing like an arrow from a string.
"careful!"
Lin Fei
But at this moment, he had realized the spiritual power. Looking at the light flowing on the surface of Lin Feixing's body, he understood that this was the effect of the spiritual power overflowing.
Facing the strange girl who was rushing towards him at a rapid speed, Lin Feixing lifted his front foot a few inches, took a step forward, and kicked off with his back heel. In an instant, an explosion sounded from the place under Lin Feixing's feet, and a wave of air rushed towards Chen Hao's body. , Chen Hao couldn't help but take a step back. Look at the concrete floor where Lin Feixing stepped on, leaving cracks!
At this moment, the girl had already rushed in front of Lin Feixing. Lin Feixing clenched his fist like a star and punched like a sword. The light of his mental power shone on the edge of his fist, and he hit the half of the puppet's head on the girl's chest hard.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and the girl flew back instantly and hit the wall behind the warehouse.
Half-step collapse fist!
With one successful blow, Lin Feixing quickly squatted down and struck the ground with one palm.
Almost at the same time, dogs barked everywhere!
Four dog heads suddenly appeared under the ground where the girl fell, biting the girl's limbs and dragging her down to the ground. For a moment, the girl seemed to be fixed on the ground, with the word "big" appearing, and she kept struggling. , a shrill cry came out of his mouth.
"Chen Hao, we can't let the puppets and children be completely integrated!"
"Otherwise the child will be completely hopeless!"
"Go and take out the puppet!"
When Chen Hao heard this, he immediately rushed forward without thinking too much and ran quickly to the child's side.
Chen Hao leaned down and saw that the child's skin had begun to become lignified. His face was now ferocious, and blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes. The puppet on her chest slowly merged with the girl's body while making an annoying "crunching" sound.
Chen Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed the half of the puppet's head that was still outside. As soon as it came into contact, Chen Hao suddenly trembled and felt that the spiritual power in his body was being absorbed by the puppet like running water.
"Keep your mind and control your mental power." Lin Feixing shouted, "It's just an ancient spiritual object. Chen Hao, you can do it!"
Chen Hao took a deep breath, recalling the feeling of controlling his mental power before, slowly controlled the mental power flowing to the puppet, and then pulled the puppet towards the girl's body with force.
Chen Hao felt like he was in a tug of war, but the rope was his own mental power.
Big beads of sweat dripped from Chen Hao's forehead, and the puppet began to be slowly lifted by Chen Hao.
When the entire head was pulled out by Chen Hao, the girl's struggle was obviously weaker.
Chen Hao was encouraged and was about to continue working hard. Suddenly, Chen Hao felt a cold feeling in his hands. A cold breath came out from the puppet, and it rushed towards the coffin along Chen Hao's hands.
Chen Hao's expression changed. Before he could let go, his eyes blurred. The next moment, deafening shouts of death rang in Chen Hao's ears.
Chen Hao's vision became clear again, but now he saw that he was standing on a huge palace pavilion.
"Hallucination?" Chen Hao's heart moved and he saw that he was not the only one in the pavilion. He was just standing in the corner. On the railing in the middle of the pavilion, there was an old man wearing a black and gold dragon robe standing behind him. , kneeling is a man dressed as a slave, and behind him are two guards holding long soldiers.
"Can't they see me?" Chen Hao's heart moved, and he looked at the old man in the dragon robe again. Although the man's temples were gray, there was an awe-inspiring majesty in his eyebrows, and his eyes were like an eagle, staring coldly. The place where the fire is soaring into the sky below.
Chen Hao followed his gaze and saw that it was an ancient city. At this moment, there were longing figures and shouts of killing. Soon, the sound of someone roaring could be heard——
"Prince, plead guilty!"
"Prince, don't resist!"
"Whoever captures the crown prince alive will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"
Chen Hao felt excited in his heart: Is this... a historical picture of the witchcraft disaster?
So that old man in dragon robe, he is...
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Liu Che!
Chen Hao turned his head again and looked at the legendary emperor in history. At this time, Liu Che seemed to feel something and turned his head to look in the direction of Chen Hao. Their eyes met. Chen Hao felt a tingling pain in his head and subconsciously closed his eyes. , opened his eyes again, and the picture changed again.
This time, Chen Hao appeared in a huge palace, with a faint aroma of peppercorns on his nose, and suppressed sobs coming from all around.
There were a row of corpses in palace clothes lying on the floor of the palace. At this time, an old woman wearing silkworm clothes, with an old face but a noble manner slowly walked towards the palace. In the palace, three feet of white silk had already been hung under the beam.
"My name is Wei Zifu, and I will only live with two men in my life."
An old eunuch came forward, moved the embroidery pier, and placed it under the white silk. The old woman stepped directly onto the embroidered pier without any pause, and passed her neck through the white silk. The old eunuch immediately stepped forward and pulled out the embroidered pier that was used to support her feet.
Suddenly, the crying started loudly, and someone outside vaguely shouted——
"The queen is dead, the queen is dead..."
The next moment, the scene in front of Chen Hao changed again. At this time, he was standing in a dilapidated farmhouse. There were sounds of killing outside the door. A middle-aged man with a haggard face inside the door was holding a wrapped white silk and was angry. Look outside the house.
"I am the prince of the Han Dynasty and the crown prince of Sheji!"
"How can you taint the hands of officials and people!"
"Father, my son and I have been wronged!"
After shouting, the middle-aged man wrapped a white silk silk around his neck and kicked over the table under his feet!
Chen Hao was about to make a move, but the scene changed again. Only this time, he was no longer a bystander, but became a party involved.
Chen Hao was tied up with five flowers and held on the execution ground. He turned his head and saw the executioner looking at Chen Hao, but the next moment, the executioner's head turned into a puppet's head.
Chen Hao's heart was shocked, but he couldn't struggle. When the executioner raised his butcher knife and was about to drop it, something suddenly happened.
Whispers and whispers sounded all around. Amidst the whispers, the scene seemed to be still, and even the puppet-faced executioner seemed to be frozen.
Chen Hao heard it. This whisper was the sound he heard when he sensed his spiritual power before.
That voice coming from behind the soul barrier!
As the muttering sounded, the rope on Chen Hao disappeared, and then there were the people in his sight, the people watching the excitement, the majestic executioner, the soldiers guarding the execution ground, including the puppet-faced executioner. disappear.
The next moment, the picture was like glass shattering and cracking into pieces.
Chen Hao opened his eyes again, his consciousness had recovered, and he reappeared in the warehouse. Lin Feixing's worried voice came to his ears: "Chen Hao! Chen Hao!"
Chen Hao lowered his head and saw that he was still holding the puppet's head in his hand. He gritted his teeth and pulled up suddenly, pulling the entire puppet out of the girl's body.
In an instant, a cloud of black smoke rose from the surface of the puppet, and cracks appeared on the wooden body.
At the same time, a pair of bright pupils reappeared in the girl's originally empty eyes.
"Chen Hao, throw the puppet over." Lin Feixing was also very tired at this time. After all, he had to control his strength at all times, not only to restrain the opponent, but not to hurt the child's body.
At this time, he released the four mental dogs that were controlling the girl and collapsed on the ground, with no strength to take another step forward.
Upon hearing this, Chen Hao threw the puppet to Lin Feixing.
"Thanks……"
Chen Hao suddenly heard the soft voice of a child. He turned around and saw the little girl lying on the ground. He blinked and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Chen Hao also felt extremely tired at this time. He collapsed next to the girl and chuckled: "You're welcome, it's okay."
He turned his head and saw that the wooden skin on the little girl's body slowly faded away, returning to its original appearance of flesh and blood.
"Brother, is my mother dead?" the little girl asked softly.
Chen Hao sighed in his heart and didn't know how to answer.
There was silence in the warehouse.
At this moment, the cell phone on the bed suddenly rang, and the ringtone echoed in the warehouse.
"Hemerocallis are blooming on the high green mountains. Pick one and give it to me, little girl..."
