Zhou Qiao and Yang Qian came to the witch temple again. The leader of the witch clan and the high priest were already waiting here. They looked serious. Waves of incense were burning in the middle of the witch temple. Several pictures were hung on the surrounding walls. The very depressing totems and atmosphere are completely different from the previous two levels;
Zhou Qiao couldn't help but play drums in her heart, but she still pretended to be calm and composed on her face.
The leader of the Wu Clan stood up and said to Zhou Qiao: "Once the blood curse is planted, if you understand and don't understand the method of the curse, you will only die... you have to think about it!"
Zhou Qiao nodded to express that he understood.
The blood curse is a forbidden technique for my Wu Miao clan. Only the high priest knows the secret. He said that he signaled that the high priest can start!
The high priest walked towards Zhou Qiao, and a drop of bright red blood condensed on the tip of his finger. He chanted some mantra slowly and devoutly, with a solemn expression and his eyes slightly closed. The atmosphere around him became more tense. Yang Qian was even a little restless. The atmosphere around him It's getting more and more depressing...
Zhou Qiao felt that his body was very restless, and his heart felt very itchy. He stretched out his hand to scratch his chest, and looked up at the high priest. Unexpectedly, the high priest also looked at him at this time, and their eyes met. Zhou Qiao found that The priest's eyes have turned blood red at this moment, and the look staring at him is strange and terrifying, which makes people feel fearful and creepy;
At this time, Zhou Qiao felt more and more uncomfortable. He tore open his clothes and found large and small red spots on his body. The places where the red spots grew were itchy and unbearable. He wanted to scratch his skin. Yang Gan saw something was wrong with him and came over to give him a hug. Let him control Zhou Qiao;
Only the voice of the high priest was heard, and his pupils returned to their original state, with a bit of joking and cruelty, "The blood curse has been planted, and the method to break the curse is on this bamboo piece. You can only watch it. During the blood curse, you There will be hundreds of claws scratching the heart, and the pain will be excruciating. As time goes by, it can be said that life is worse than death. After seventy-two hours, it will be difficult for gods to save..."
"Also during this period of time, you'd better not scratch the flesh, because the wounds will bleed faster and be more painful. At that time, you may not have understood the solution to the blood curse, and you will have already died by scraping the bones and flesh."
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After finishing his words, the high priest handed a piece of bamboo to Zhou Qiao.
Zhou Qiao controlled the itching and pain all over his body, holding it in his hand and looking at the dense symbols and words on it, he couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart...
He gritted his teeth and signaled Yang Qian to step back and not come to help him. Then he began to control his hands with all his strength. He concentrated hard and studied the bamboo slips carefully. Every line of words on the bamboo slips was like a knife stabbing him. His soul was sweating all over his body, as if ten thousand insects were biting and climbing on his body...
While Zhou Qiao looked at the bamboo slips, he understood its meaning in his heart... This kind of pain is not something that an ordinary person can bear, and it requires more than just strong perseverance and mental toughness...
His whole body was wet with cold sweat, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the muscles on his face were twitching, trembling, and twisted... He endured the itching like scratching his heart and liver, and repeated the interpretation over and over again. Every obscure word on the bamboo slips;
Since ancient times, witchcraft has been the most mysterious and unpredictable. What is still spread among the people today are popular witchcraft. Powerful witchcraft like the blood curse has no trace at all among the people.
Zhou Qiao had no chance to refer to his predecessors, and time was passing by little by little. It was already dark in the blink of an eye. Zhou Qiao was still alone in the witch temple, and Yang Qian was guarding outside. His body had become numb and stiff on the outside, but inside he The itching became more and more severe, and during this period he could no longer control himself and scratched his bloody arm;
Sure enough, what the high priest said was right. After seeing the blood, his body became more and more difficult to control. I am afraid that he would not be able to last for seventy-two hours, and Zhou Qiao would have to scratch himself to death;
Just when he had no thoughts, he remembered what his grandfather said to him when he was a child, "Zombie driving, Miao poison, and witchcraft are all different in the formation of spells, but they are the same type of existence at the root." , it’s just that each has its own strengths..."
"The main purpose of exorcism is to deal with dead bodies, Miao poison poisons acting on living people, half and half of the roots of witchcraft, and the use of spells and some kind of media to achieve both yin and yang control."
Zhou Qiao thought about this sentence repeatedly, remembering that the high priest had already planted the blood curse before touching his body. He thought that the formation of the blood curse should be related to rituals and curses. Zhou Qiao carefully recalled every move of the high priest. , and also refer to what he has learned from his family traditions and how to solve the poison;
After pondering over the contents on the bamboo slips, Zhou Qiao finally got an idea. Zhou Qiao made the same special gestures as the high priest with his hands, and tried to let the air flow from his body gather in his eyes. Soon his eyes were filled with blood, and the blood-red eyes seemed to be... It's like being soaked in blood,
He began to recite the incantation on the bamboo slip silently in his mouth, and his whole body exuded a strong evil aura. The temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot. If you look carefully, you will find that the blood spots on his body are fading away little by little, and the surrounding airflow As if being summoned, it began to instill into Zhou Qiao's body, and finally gathered in Zhou Qiao's eyes;
An hour later, Zhou Qiao's eyes gradually turned pure black, and it took another hour to return to normal color. At this point, the blood curse was completely resolved. It turned out that the blood curse used some kind of powerful resentful spirit to cast a vicious force. The curse is repeatedly refined and merged with one's own essence and blood. Once successful, a terrible blood curse will be formed;
The caster uses the energy of yin and yang and the five elements as a medium to plant it into the body of the desired person, and uses the resentful spirit as a guide to produce his essence and blood. Finally, he uses his own yang energy as a guide, supplemented by a spell. Its essence and blood break out of the shell on its own, thus launching a curse... This is the legendary "blood curse"!
The way to solve the curse is to gather the yin and yang energy of the whole body into the eyes. As the saying goes, a person is born with three fires in his body, which is called yang fire. Youdao means that yang fire is not extinguished and yin evil is not afraid. It means that as long as the three fires in a person are not extinguished, If it is extinguished, generally evil things will not be able to get close to you.
Those who are possessed by ghosts are because the Yang Fire on their bodies has been extinguished in one or two places. If all three fires are extinguished, the person will not survive. This shows the importance of Yang Fire! Zhou Qiao used the Yang Fire in his body to repeatedly practice the witchcraft spell on the bamboo slips until his eyes returned to their original shape, and then the blood curse was lifted!
"Brother Zhou, are you okay?" When Yang Gan saw Zhou Qiao walking out of the witch temple, he hurried forward with a worried look on his face.
"I'm fine, but I've suffered a lot this time... Fortunately, the result is good, and it finally lives up to expectations!"
