Yao Yao lowered her eyes. The leader had said so. What else could she say? Anyway, she just felt that Song Ying had a bad appearance and was capable of killing her son.
While the three people were analyzing Song Ying, Bao Cheng was reciting incantations with a frown on his face, lighting talismans, and drawing formations on the ground.
When Yao Yao heard the humming sound of the curse, he suddenly became curious. He strode over to look at it for a while, then asked with a low smile: "Hey, is this the case in Xianxia?"
Bao Cheng glanced at Yao Yao and sighed bitterly: "Don't kid me, I'm floating around in Ren Xian Xia. I have heavy physical strength, okay! This is equivalent to IT elites and people moving bricks on a construction site." the difference."
Seeing Bao Cheng jumping up and down on the ground, Yao Yao pursed his lips: "Are you sure you are from Qimen and not a big rope jumper?"
"Who can jump rope as handsome as me!" Bao Cheng snorted, raised his hand and pursed his temples coquettishly.
Yao Yao looked at the sky speechlessly.
After casually eating some lunch, Bao Cheng's formation was also drawn.
The white collarbone was placed in the middle of the formation. Sun Ying had already cleaned up the rotten flesh attached to the collarbone, and now it lay quietly on the ground, no different from ordinary dead things.
Everyone suspected that either Bao Cheng was not good at studying and had misunderstood, or he just found a random cut to fool them.
But Bao Cheng swore that there was something wrong with the bone.
Based on the principle that we are fellow villagers and need to help each other, Yao Yao pulled Bao Cheng aside and whispered: "Hey, do you have a clue? Is there really something wrong with the collarbone? Han Changmu is a living king of hell. You If you lie to him, he will have to chop you alive. If you are not sure, just tell the truth quickly, and I can still think of ways to save you."
Bao Cheng looked moved, almost moved to tears, and took a deep breath: "If I can meet a fellow countryman here who can also think about me, I will die without regrets."
After saying that, he strode into the formation, holding a talisman and chanting something.
The talisman was floating in the wind, and suddenly broke away from his hand. With a soft "pop" sound, the talisman started to burn.
The fire shone with a strange light in the sun, like a ball of colorful glass, slowly floating towards the white bones.
Han Changmu's eyes lit up, he looked directly at Bao Cheng, smiled and whispered: "It seems that he is not just talking nonsense, but he really has some real ability."
The fire was getting closer and closer to the bones. As soon as it touched the bones, it flickered and quickly disappeared into them.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment the firelight penetrated the bones, Han Changmu felt that the bones shook twice, as if they were coming to life.
He blinked, and when he looked again, the bones were still lying quietly on the ground, nothing wrong with them.
Just after the firelight completely penetrated the white bones, Yao Yao's arm suddenly felt a pain, which was fleeting, as if it had been burned by fire, and it hurt so hot.
She lifted up her sleeves, and her arms were as smooth as before, without any redness or swelling. She pressed the hot and painful area, but there was no discomfort at all. She shook her head, fearing that she had not slept well these days and was in a trance.
When he saw the firelight smoothly sinking into the bones, Bao Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked calm, but in fact he felt very guilty. The technique he used today was something he had just learned, and he had never really used it. It was not because he was not diligent enough. , but there are not so many dead people for him to examine.
The most difficult part of this technique is to completely fuse the talisman and the bones. If you are not careful, the bones will be destroyed, and the person who casts the spell will suffer backlash.
But now it seems that he is still very talented, and he succeeded in the first practice.
Thinking of this, he raised his lips and smiled triumphantly, reciting the spell smoothly and louder.
The bones changed in front of everyone.
Suddenly there was a thread of blood on Bai Sensen's collarbone. The blood was like a living thing, swimming back and forth on the white bones.
This courtyard was already very cold and cold. At the same time as the collarbone changed, the stratus clouds gathered over the courtyard. The clouds were thick and dark, and there was a faint ink color flying deep in the clouds.
The clear blue sky suddenly turned cloudy, and a heavy rain was brewing in the clouds.
Han Changmu looked up at the sky, feeling awe-struck. It seemed that there was something wrong with the bone, and it could actually cause strange phenomena.
Not only Han Changmu was surprised, but also several people present were surprised.
Yao Yao looked at Bao Cheng and thought about what he said he had only been here for three years, and he had developed such skills in three years. What would it be like in thirty years?
Just when these people were surprised, Bao Cheng was already regretting it. He didn't expect that using this technique would consume so much energy. He was now exhausted and couldn't stand.
He regretted that he had eaten too little for lunch.
Fortunately, it's almost over.
He wiped his sweat, straightened his back, and continued to recite the incantation, his voice already starting to tremble a little.
Waves of dark wind blew past, flying towards the bones, and the sand, stone and dust on the ground were also lifted up and rolling.
Yao Yao narrowed his eyes. This evil wind was coming fiercely. It seemed that there was something going on in his bones.
The spell in Bao Cheng's mouth finally stopped. He swayed and almost fell down.
Seeing this, Yao Yao hurried over to support him and said with a joking smile: "Okay, you are so capable in just three years. If it takes thirty years, you still won't be able to take off."
Bao Cheng's knotted fingers were almost cramped. He rubbed his hands and sighed: "It's still taking off after thirty years. I can't even watch it after thirty years."
Yao Yao clicked his tongue and smiled.
The wind gradually stopped, and the shiny white collarbone had completely changed its appearance.
Han Changmu and others rushed over.
Not to be outdone, Yao Yao also rushed over.
Bao Cheng was not prepared for Yao Yao who was supporting him to let go, and sat down on the ground, covered in ashes. He patted his thighs and was about to howl when he heard an exclamation.
"This, this, why are these bones red?" The voice was filled with shock and surprise. It sounded like he had bitten his tongue and endured the pain.
He didn't care about howling anymore, got up and rushed into the formation.
At this time, the clouds had dispersed, the blue sky had cleared again, and the sun was brighter than before, falling on the collarbone.
The clavicle is no longer white, and the whole body is bright red, as if soaked in blood. When the sun shines, there is a faint red light flashing.
Han Changmu grabbed Bao Cheng, pointed at the changed collarbone, and was horrified: "Mr. Bao, this, what is going on."
Bao Cheng was almost out of breath after being pulled by Han Changmu. He coughed a few times and said, "Young Master, if you continue to pull me like this, I will be suffocated to death. What else can you say?"
Han Changmu let go of his hand and took a breath: "Speak quickly."
Bao Cheng had never seen such an awkward person before. He obviously had a heart of respect for him that was like the water of the Yellow River, but he still pretended to be cold and awkwardly refused to admit it.
He stretched his arms and his collar was wrinkled by Han Changmu. He coughed twice and cleared his throat. He pretended to be sad and said: "It seems that this unlucky guy did die from evil magic." He lit the evil red stick. He clicked his tongue and said, "This man was infected by a poison. All the blood in his body was trapped in this bone by the poison. Then he was devoured by the poison, and then he died of all his blood." condition, but no bleeding wounds can be seen from the outside."
Han Changmu frowned and asked in confusion: "So, where are the Gu insects? Where have they gone?"
Bao Cheng snorted and said dryly: "Well, the voodoo was eaten by the voodoo mother."
"Really?" Han Changmu looked at Bao Cheng intently and asked indifferently: "Seriously?"
Bao Cheng took a step back, of course he couldn't take it seriously. He didn't raise the Gu worm, and he wasn't the roundworm in the Gu worm's belly. How could he know where the Gu worm had gone.
He stuttered out another sentence: "It's possible that he ran away and died."
The sun was shining brightly, and Han Changmu stood against the light. The expression on his face was dark and unclear, and he was a bit solemn out of thin air. He murmured: "What is the purpose of raising Gu insects?"
"Sacrifice and refine the Gu mother." Bao Cheng picked his fingers and responded absently. The words were still heard, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly returned to his senses, shouting in a high voice: "Yes, sacrifice and refine the Gu mother." He grabbed Han Changmu's hand and shouted urgently and horrified: "Master Han, hurry up, hurry up, if this Gu insect does not return to the hands of the person who raised the Gu, we must find the next person to live in as soon as possible. Otherwise, someone would still die like this.”
Han Changmu also understood, his expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Bao Cheng with his backhand: "Then tell me first, what are the symptoms of people infected by this poison."
"Symptoms, symptoms, symptoms." Bao Cheng panicked and kept spinning on the spot, grabbing his hair in handfuls and loosening his bun.
Han Changmu clasped Bao Cheng's shoulders in a comforting manner and said calmly and forcefully: "Bao Cheng, don't panic. Think slowly. Don't panic. Think about what Master Yuan told you."
Yao Yao also walked over and whispered softly: "This bug sucks blood, so people who are infected by the bug will gradually become a little weak."
Bao Cheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bright, as if they were filled with starry morning light, and he said without thinking: "Although I don't know what kind of Gu worm this is, but the energy and blood of the person who has been poisoned will be directed towards the place where the Gu worm resides." It surges everywhere, causing weakness and abnormal pain in other places, and after a period of time, the shape and movement of the poisonous insects will be very obvious under the skin of the person who has been infected."
Han Changmu nodded solemnly: "Then, what kind of person would be exposed to the poisonous insects in Song Huaide."
Bao Cheng concentrated for a moment and said: "There are wounds on his body, and he was exposed to Song Huaide's blood. Also, his wives and concubines are also the most likely ones to be poisoned."
The people standing here are all smart people. There is no need to speak too clearly. It is just a vague sentence. Everyone has already figured it out. No one asked why.
With the direction of the investigation in hand, Han Changmu turned to He Zhenfu and ordered: "Mr. He Qi, please understand, go and investigate."
He Zhenfu Ying claimed that he knew the matter was urgent and did not dare to waste a moment to summon the internal guards.
