Although everyone on Yang Changping's side saw it, they didn't immediately go around because there was another person on the roof. In any case, the identities of these two people are not yet known, and the assassin cannot conclude that it must be the man in black.
Everyone watched this young man standing on the roof, shaking the horizontal knife in his right hand in the air, throwing out a beautiful knife flower, and then swung it smoothly and inserted it upside down into the strange leather bag on his back.
His gaze quietly swept over the people here, his gentle and indifferent eyes were solid, and seemed to have a trace of compassion, mixed with a touch of warmth that made people feel like a spring breeze. He looked at everyone quietly. Although he didn't speak, he gave people a feeling of supreme majesty.
This strangely dressed young man stood there, with a trace of whiteness already showing in the sky. Under the light from all around, he actually gave people the feeling of being high on a mountain, and also seemed to have a somewhat transcendent atmosphere.
What surprised Yang Changping and others was that the way they looked at this young man actually had a feeling of surrender and worship. This inexplicable feeling not only surprised Yang Changping and others, but also felt strange and shocking from the bottom of their hearts.
Although these few people are not heroes, they are also from big families and have seen the big world. They were all shocked to find that they actually felt a sense of pressure in front of this young man, and it was a spontaneous worship and coercion.
The young man looked at everyone here and said nothing. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he jumped down from the room and landed next to the man in black.
The feeling of watching him jump directly down shocked many people here. His movements and postures did not give him the appearance of being as light as a swallow. Instead, he looked like someone had jumped off a building. His sudden movements were really frightening.
But what was unexpected was that just when his body was about to fall to the ground, he landed as lightly as a feather without making any sound.
Although Yang Changping is a horse-riding military commander, he has also learned the hard Qigong from his maternal family since he was a child. He can be said to be in the best condition of his life when he is practicing martial arts from his maternal family, but how can he understand this. However, when he turned his head and saw the concern on Mr. Tang's face, he knew that this young man must be a very advanced martial artist, and he couldn't help but look at this young man in a different light.
It has been rumored since ancient times that when walking in the rivers and lakes, some objects that cannot be looked down upon include Taoist priests, nuns, monks, beggars, and of course some elderly people, children, and even these teenagers.
Looking at this young man's movements, although he is not as light and agile as the man in black, he is naturally capable of flying over walls and flying over walls. Although he also has martial arts skills, compared with these knight-errant swordsmen in the world, he is of course incomparable. Yang Changping felt that the ancients did not deceive me!
Looking at the man in black underground, although he was lying there breathing slightly, he didn't move. The whole person seemed to be seriously injured, just lying on the ground. It seemed that the fall was not light.
From Yang Changping's point of view, if he was in the situation just now, as long as he reacted quickly enough, he could do a few somersaults in the air to relieve himself, or roll to the ground to avoid falling, and there should be no problem. But when he saw that this agile man in black fell down just after receiving a blow from the boy, he was really dumbfounded. He didn't know how it could be like this.
The man in black looked sideways at the young man in front of him coldly. He was breathing rapidly and had blood foaming at the corners of his mouth, which kept spilling onto the scarf. He looked a bit scary and desolate.
When he received the cross-blade blow from the roof just now, he knew that he had made a big mistake. He had never thought that such a young boy could have such deep energy and inner strength. Not to mention that he was far from a match for the young man in front of him, and he was obviously being teased by him.
At that time, the huge zhenqi transmitted from the young man Hengdao instantly eroded his arms and even his entire upper body. Such a sudden and huge change not only caught him off guard, but also made him realize that this young man's energy was much higher than his own.
I hunted geese all day long, but I never thought that I would be blinded by the geese. If the young man had used his strong zhenqi to deal with him from the beginning, even with his quick skills, he would not be able to make three moves at all. Why did he do this? The man in black realized at the moment he fell to the ground that the young man was not teasing him intentionally, but that the young man in front of him was actually practicing with himself.
He obviously didn't understand his own cultivation, or he didn't master it well enough. The man in black felt that he was pitiful and a miserable experiment in front of the young man. He couldn't help vomiting blood. It wasn't that the man in black was too seriously injured, but that he was so angry that the young man was so angry.
Although he didn't know whether he would survive, the man in black still instinctively wanted to save himself when he fell in the air. But he found that it was difficult for him to do it, because the qi in his body kept scurrying around, and the young man's domineering qi made it impossible to condense at all, which really made him feel like he was out of his mind.
It sounds like a long time, but actually it only happens in the blink of an eye. As a man in black myself, the inner journey of this process can be said to be an ups and downs. No matter how much he flapped his wings, he wouldn't be able to react in time. At the critical moment, he had the only chance to save himself and prevent his head from hitting the ground first.
Although the house is not very high, if it is blown down like fallen leaves by the autumn wind, not to mention ordinary people, even a master will fall half to death if he does not have the body-protecting energy.
The man in black felt aggrieved and desolate, and his right side fell to the ground first. His right arm was broken at that time, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken. Although he didn't break his head and didn't seem to be dead for a while, the severe pain in his heart was still very clear after suffering such a blow.
After the young man fell to the ground, he strode closer and stood beside the man in black, looking at the night traveler in front of him who looked a little painful and was wrapped tightly. The young man's eyes were quite strange. He was obviously interested in this person. He seemed to have an incredibly innocent look at the person in front of him who was knocked down by him.
The people here, led by Yang Changping, Tian Hongmao, and Fu Zhongquan, walked over slowly, deliberately slowing down. Although everyone did not draw their weapons, they gradually formed an encirclement posture.
Although everyone had different thoughts and even kept a certain distance, the final distance and angle between everyone was enough to see the boy and the man in black clearly.
The young man looked back at everyone's coquettishness, but he didn't seem to pay much attention to everyone's close approach. He turned his head and looked at the man in black underground. With his right hand, he touched his chin where a beard was beginning to grow and looked into the vicious eyes of the man in black. Although he didn't care about his eyes, he still frowned slightly when he saw the man in black's movements.
It turned out that the left hand of the man in black was trembling, as if he could no longer move, but suddenly he was holding something on his waist, which was a five or six-inch long bamboo flute.
Seeing his painful and persistent look, the young man didn't know what he was going to do and was certainly wary of his behavior, but he didn't stop him.
Finally, I watched him move his hands tremblingly, and put the bamboo flute directly to his mouth, knowing that there must be something fishy about him, but the boy still didn't move, obviously not afraid of what he might do. It wasn't until the man in black put the bamboo flute to his mouth that he realized there was a piece of cloth covering his face.
There was nothing he could do about the bamboo flute's hole. The young man looked at the desperate eyes of the man in black and almost laughed on the spot.
"This young master, please quickly snatch the bamboo flute from his hand!" Fu Zhongquan suddenly seemed to have remembered something. Looking at the resentful eyes of the man in black, he couldn't help but exclaimed. Regardless of everyone's surprised looks, he shouted loudly, which seemed particularly harsh in the early morning.
Yang Changping and Tian Hongmao were both shocked. They both looked at Fu Zhongquan who looked frightened. They did not expect that he would suddenly lose his composure. Even when he was in the Yang Mansion just now, he didn't show any surprise or say a word after learning some of the Yang family's thoughts. Now he looked at the movements of the man in black, but he showed a look of horror.
This kind of panic was definitely a feeling coming from the heart. He seemed to have suddenly seen something scary in the man in black, and had a premonition that it was about to happen. Everyone looked at his reaction in surprise. Seeing that he seemed to want to step forward quickly, possibly to stop the man in black, Yang Changping stretched out his hand to block him, and said lightly: "What do you want, Mr. Fu!"
Before Fu Zhongquan could refuse, he excitedly grabbed Yang Changping's hand. Yang Changping felt that his whole body was shaking. He was held tightly by Fu Zhongquan, and his whole body was really shaking uncontrollably.
sky! He was really scared, he was extremely frightened. The children of the Fu family, who had always been extremely proud and confident, actually saw a mysterious person making an inexplicable action. He was so frightened that Yang Changping was almost a little uncomfortable. Can't believe it's him.
Looking at his frightened look and expression, there would be half a falsehood there. Yang Changping hadn't figured out the reason yet, and he didn't care that Fu Zhongquan held his hand so tightly that it even hurt, so he became a little cautious.
Unexpectedly, Tian Hongmao's face suddenly changed. It seemed that he had remembered something. His eyes suddenly became frightened, and his pupils were dilated in an exaggerated and scary way. He also hurriedly shouted to the young man: "Sir, hurry up, hurry up, grab that bamboo flute quickly, I'm afraid something will happen if it's too late!"
The man in black stared at the young man closely, as if he didn't care at all about the call of the person on the other side. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared in his eyes, and the bamboo flute that was placed near his mouth was suddenly pressed hard to his lips. , the blood flowed down the bamboo flute tube, and soon the bamboo flute was stained with bright red blood.
The heather gray bamboo flute was soon completely dyed red, and the blood gushing out of the mouth dripped through the scarf and along the bamboo tube to the ground, the bright red color turned black. The man in black's eyes glowed with a strange look. His mouth was pumping blood, and he blew a sound through the hole of the bamboo flute.
Woo woo,,,,,,,
The low and strange feeling was like a desperate sound made by someone whose mouth was blocked. It was a chilling sound.
Although there were only two short single tones, it stopped abruptly!
But this voice felt particularly weird in the early morning when he had just spoken out.
He has no voice because he cannot make a sound.
His neck was grabbed by a strong hand, which held his neck, grabbed his throat and lifted him up.
He seemed to have no strength to resist at all. One of his hands was broken, so it was hanging weakly by his side. The other hand was holding the bloody bamboo flute, and he tried desperately to push it away, but it grabbed his neck. hand, but this hand is too powerful.
The young man stood in front of him, looking at him quietly with his lips curled up. Looking at his weirdness, he also smiled evilly and said: "I want to activate the Gu insects, destroy the corpses, or harm people, right?"
The man in black rolled his eyes, his throat was so tight that he couldn't make a sound, so he couldn't answer the boy's words. The bamboo flute in his hand was bloody, and he was playing it gently on the hand that was holding him, and slowly seemed to lose strength.
The young man spoke softly, causing his originally strange face to suddenly turn from red to gray. His somewhat penetrating eyes suddenly turned into fear. Looking at the young man's proud and mocking eyes, he seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing.
I originally thought it would be the last trump card, but I didn't expect that the young man knew it already. Looking at this young man's smile is like seeing a proud devil. The man in black had never thought of this. Feeling the mockery in the young man's eyes, as if looking at an ignorant fool, the man in black almost spat out blood on the spot.
The bamboo flute finally let go and fell to the ground with a soft thud. It rolled a few times and then stopped moving. It lay there quietly, like a lonely and injured person. This unexpected ending made the man in black feel despair.
The hand of the man in black finally became weak, shaking slightly in mid-air as he tried to push it away, like a drowning man who suddenly saw a straw on the water, and seemed to have a glimmer of life and hope. , but no matter what, the same pain and despair cannot be reached.
Just when the man in black was breathing his last breath, the young man suddenly released his strong fingers. The sudden squeeze of air made the man in black feel like watery noodles. His body slowly slipped from his fingertips and fell to the ground so sluggishly that he seemed to be dead.
The young man ignored the man in black who fell limply on the ground, knowing that he no longer had any lethality. His strong Qi had first destroyed the internal strength in his body, not to mention that he had almost crushed his Adam's apple just now.
Regardless of the young man's thoughts, the man in black could not make any trouble. No one knew the origin of the young man, but he seemed to know the man in black very well. He looked back at the stunned and surprised people, showed a comfortable smile, and then said softly: "You also know that he can do witchcraft?"
Everyone's faces turned pale, but Fu Zhongquan and Tian Hongmao nodded mechanically. As descendants of the Wuxi family, who doesn't know the power and terror of witchcraft.
The survival of the Wuxi barbarians can be said to be a vivid history of the survival of barbarian witches. Thanks to their constant migration, the supernatural ability of witchcraft and Gu can spread to other countries. Entering Shu became the legend of the Wu Gorge area. From Yelang, he entered the lands of Dali. Any place where the barbarian witches reached was the foundation for the survival, prosperity and prosperity of the barbarians.
The Tian family is a long-established family in Wuxi. It has always been a royal family in Wuxi and has absolute authority in Wuxi. Today, the prestige of the Tian family is far less than it was before, even compared with the previous dynasty. However, as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if many new talents emerge, they cannot shake the foundation of the Tian family.
Although the Fu family is far less old than the Tian family, and unlike the Ran family in Sizhou, which developed from one of the several big families under the Tian family, it is also a family that gradually developed in Wuxi. What's more, the Fu family's reputation has been extremely high in recent years, and it once surpassed the Tian family's influence in Wuxi. This is definitely not the result of a day or two.
It can be said that the prestige of these families in Wuxi is completely inseparable from the support of the families and wizards and mages from all over Wuxi. Without the support of wizards and mages from all over the Five Streams, it would be impossible for any family to gain a foothold in the Five Streams.
The skill these wizards and mages are proficient in is witchcraft! Witchcraft includes the magical art of witchcraft and witchdoctor. The wizard is proficient in witchcraft, while the wizard is proficient in witchdoctor. They have a common skill, that is, they can all communicate with the Witch God.
Originally, wizards and mages throughout the ages had their own way of doing things, and everyone would only pass on their own skills. However, there was also a special person in Wuxi who was not only proficient in the art of witchcraft and poison, but also passed down the art of witch doctors. This person was the The Archmage recommended by wizards and mages!
No matter which barbarian tribe in Wuxi, they all grew up under the influence of witchcraft, so there is no one who does not know witchcraft, which naturally includes the most frightening art of witchcraft. Looking at the dead man in black underground, knowing that he actually knew the art of witchcraft, I couldn't help but feel frightened.
How come someone who knows the art of witchcraft has nothing to do with wizards? That ordinary bamboo flute is a sharp tool for stimulating the poisonous insects. If it is activated by its sound, the poisonous insects that have been hiding will attack, and it can kill people invisible.
Fu Zhongquan, who had been extremely nervous, was the first to discover the secret of the man in black, and then Tian Hongmao also felt something was wrong. Although he didn't know who the man in black was targeting, it was obvious that this person should be one of the people here.
Yang Changping has been silent. After all, he has experienced large-scale fighting on the battlefield, and he has never seen any scenes. Even if he knew the danger of this thing, he was not as nervous as Fu Zhongquan and Tian Hongmao. But he saw the young man opposite him suddenly staring at him, his eyes showing an inexplicable look of surprise.
Yang Changping and others were a little surprised for no reason. They felt cold all over their bodies. They murmured in their hearts and couldn't help but looked at each other. They didn't find anything unusual.
"Ah!" A sharp scream suddenly broke the peace here.
Then the people who were resting in Yifen Garden were awakened. These inexplicable people quickly became commotion, some were cursing in a daze, and some were muttering.
It seems that everyone is about to wake up and the sky is about to be fully lit. On the contrary, it seems that the light at dawn is not as bright as it was at first.
Among the people who followed Yang Changping, there was only one person who looked a little uncomfortable, and that was Sister Cui who was beaten beyond recognition.
Now everyone is not looking at Sister Cui, but at Wan'er who is supporting Sister Cui. This sudden change made Wan'er on the side feel hairy all over. , a pair of uneasy eyes looked at everyone, but they didn’t know what was happening!
Wan'er's face was very strange. Countless blood-red blood vessels suddenly appeared. These blood vessels seemed to be floating on the skin, and they looked so red that they seemed to be bleeding. Wan'er couldn't see it herself, but it looked very scary to others.
A beautiful face that looks so weird and chilling.
"Blood Gu of the Gu God!" The young man muttered softly, which sounded like thunder in the ears of others.
Many people had vaguely guessed the result when they saw the look on Wan'er's face. When they heard the young man say it, they couldn't help but be frightened and took two steps away from Wan'er.
When Wan'er saw someone next to her being frightened by her, and seeing everyone looking at her in horror, she knew something bad had happened to her, and she couldn't help but tremble with fear.
well!
A person can be called God!
Whether it is exaggeration or admiration, this is not a title that ordinary people can get!
Gu God!
A title that is both creepy and incredible! This is a mysterious person who is identical with God.
insanity!
This is an ancient magic!
According to legend, this is an ancient inherited spell, which involves raising some poisonous insects through cultivation methods, and then getting the desired poison from the poisonous insects left behind.
Of course, this is also a mysterious witchcraft that has been passed down since ancient times. Even in later generations, in the central Chu area and the Meishan Sect in the western Chu area, it is said that the witchcraft is still very powerful, and it has actually reached the point where everyone talks about the color change of the witch. .
Among them, scholars and scholars passed on the stories to each other, and most of them were written in Han Dynasties. Naturally, it makes people feel that the matter is more important. Of course, some of them come from medical alchemists. Many barbarian doctors mostly benefited from voodoo witchcraft. Of course, there are many methods of making voodoo and treating voodoo, which adds to the magical description of voodoo. .
There are also records in medical books that Gu generally refers to diseases caused by the accumulation of insect poisons and stasis of veins, resulting in swelling and accumulation of lesions. "Chishui Xuanzhu·Insect Gu" records: Gu is headed by three insects.
No matter what kind of record, through books and descriptions, it shows the mystery and magic of voodoo, and also reflects the uniqueness of voodoo.
And the person who can be called the God of Gu in the mysterious witchcraft skill must be even more different from ordinary wizards and wizards. He must be one of the most legendary figures in this industry.
