The feet are slender and white, and the round and small toenails are painted with red oil, which is exquisite and charming.
For the first time, I saw charm in a foot.
This foot slowly stretched to the back of Fang Guanyu's neck, and the toes were just barely able to press on.
But her body trembled, and blood oozed out from where the seven golden needles on her chest and abdomen had penetrated.
The legs that I finally stretched out fell down weakly.
Seven stars ban people.
If the golden needle is not removed, it will be difficult to move the mortal fetus.
This is a forbidden method specifically for warlocks.
What you need to guard against is the various strange methods used by warlocks.
Normally, when the Seven Stars are around, let alone move your feet, you can't even open your mouth and speak.
But this woman can still stretch her legs.
Either the Seven-Star Forbidden Technique is wrong, or she is capable enough.
Fang Guanyu didn't know what was happening behind his back. After a few bows, he got up and hurriedly left the basement.
I immediately untied the rope and landed gently.
The hanging woman's body trembled slightly, but she made no sound.
I ignored her and went to the shrine to take a look.
In the shrine, the statue enshrined has no dharma seal and is not a righteous deity, but it is not a demon or evil god either, but a ghost.
Worshiping ghosts requires human sacrifice.
I glanced at the blood on the table, and then at the long iron case stained with blood. I pulled up the incense stick in the middle, broke off the incense head, inserted it upside down into the incense burner, rubbed the ignition point, and lit the incense tail. He also tore off a piece of his clothes, dipped it in the blood from the bowl on the tribute table, and drew a simple little figure without a face. From the face to the crotch, he wrote seven ghost characters in a row, and then wrote incantations on both sides of the little figure. The incense sticks of the two incense burnt out two small holes on the face to make eyes. While the sparks in the cloth were not exhausted, he turned the ghost statue and pasted the seven ghost cloth charms on the back of the ghost statue.
After doing all this, I turned my back to the ghost statue, knelt on the futon, and bowed three times in a row.
The woman tapped her toes uneasily and moved her body as far as possible to the side.
I said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not worshiping you."
The woman whispered: "Old Prime Minister, we are both seafarers. My little sister's boat capsized before it hit the head of the water. Please stretch out an oar, and I will give you a boat if the water floods."
I walked up to her, lifted my hair and took a look.
What a charming face.
Although his face was bloodless and his eyes were panicked, it did not make him any less beautiful, but added a touch of pity.
Good acting.
Coupled with the color of his body and the way he rushed to the doctor when he was sick, he was really able to scare a lot of people.
But you can't scare me.
Sister Miao once said that a woman's mouth is a bluff.
Even the Seven Star Controller can't keep his mouth shut, and it's even more dangerous.
My eyes subconsciously fell on her mouth.
Although the skin is dry and cracked, it is still surprisingly red.
"If you meet by chance and want to paddle, you must first show your brand name and Zhang Zhangfan. Which fairy mountain is in Xu Xu Mansion and which route do you travel on?"
"Laomi Zhonglan, a member of the Guangnan circle, a serious businessman, with a third-level reputation, went to the old pit to sing a famous opera and get his head screwed."
"Why did the boat capsize to the land of the Immortal Family? There is no way to get there. Isn't it because I took a chance and got into the wrong door and lost the wind?"
"My little sister worships Emperor Ming in a serious manner. She doesn't provide for the emperor, and she doesn't follow the path of honor. She lost her dangpinlan in Qianming, and she was looking for the limelight. She didn't know that the god of Muleng was the god of Ming Dynasty. She was so worried that she capsized the boat. , to catch up with the full moon, we must offer sacrifices to our stomachs and ask the old minister to help us with our oars.”
What she meant was that she was traveling in a caravan singing opera in the countryside of Guangdong and Guangxi. The leading actress in the troupe suddenly disappeared a few days ago. She followed the clues and tracked her down to the Qingxu Temple. It didn't matter that the temple was filled with worshipers of ghosts. The warlock was caught by mistake. On the fifteenth day of the month, she will be killed and her heart and liver blood will be taken as a sacrifice to the ghost. Please ask me to save her life.
I glanced back and forth on her body and said with a smile: "How can an orchid be more beautiful than just good-looking? Look at your good figure. You are a first-class orchid at least, and you use your own orchids to build a tent?"
Those who run caravans in the countryside these days do not make money from serious performances at all. Taking off their clothes on stage, singing chants and swallowing, coming off the stage to unbutton their pants, lying down, sitting up and crawling are all business.
But this woman is top-notch regardless of her face and figure. She also has a serious Chundian heritage. She can be a top performer in the theater. Even the nightclub celebrities are not worthy of her Chundian background. Reduced to the point of running a caravan selling local meat.
The woman said: "In front of Ming Dynasty, Single Branch Orchid sings a clear water opera, and rides on a public boat. She holds the tent on the stage in a serious manner, and there is a bottom of the boat to prove it."
This means that she sings a serious local opera, has a public identity, performs in the countryside, and is organized by the public, not a pheasant troupe.
Forty-nine years later, after a turbulent social transformation, a large number of low-class jobs in the old society were transformed and integrated. The low-class people who ran in the world were given public meals. Most of them left the world completely, but there were also a few who secretly took their spring jobs. The code was passed down.
After the loosening of social control, the world of black and white has made a comeback. These people who have passed down the Spring Code have become a bridge between black and white, and they have made a lot of money just by being a broker. .
Sister Miao and I have traveled around the world for ten years and have never seen a woman like the woman in front of me who has clearly passed down the Spring Code, but yet honestly sings the Qingshui opera and runs around the public house.
I said, "Then leave a place at the bottom of the boat so we can meet you someday."
The woman fell silent.
I smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to stay, just live and die as you wish."
The woman asked: "I still don't know which bowl of rice the old lady ate."
I pointed at Zhang Baoshan and said, "Jincheng Leizi."
Then he made a French seal and said, "I learned the immortal family's method and ate the food of filial piety. Now that I have set up a pillar in Jincheng, I have some regulations. I will go to the city to find out who Zhou Cheng is."
"I'm sorry, it turns out it's the old god in person. The little girl Wen Xiaomin, Chuan Di Haifeng, is singing the Western Qin opera, and the old leader Zhang is singing."
"I don't want to be a god, just to make ends meet. I just settled in Jincheng. You can go and sit for a while when you have time. You hang around for a while, and then we can make a detailed calculation after defeating the leader of this ghost temple."
I walked to the big vat in the corner, squatted down and looked at the head carefully.
This is a method of cultivating people, and it can protect people from death no matter how serious the injury is.
This man's eyes were gouged out, his tongue was cut off, his ears were pierced, his skin was peeled off, and all five senses were lost. The body in the vat was also stripped of flesh and blood to ensure that the internal organs were in direct contact with the potion.
Regardless of whether he is Wang Laoguan or not, there is no way to prove Shao Kunshan's evil deeds.
I didn't move the person in the tank, returned to the original position, and hoisted myself back up.
Wen Xiaomin said nothing.
About an hour later, footsteps sounded.
An old Taoist priest wearing a Bagua apricot robe walked into the basement.
This old Taoist priest's beard and hair are all white, but he is energetic, his back is straight, and he shows no sign of decay.
Xu Guanyu followed closely behind him, looking slightly panicked.
"Just the six of them?"
"Yes, master. These five all have documents and are equipped with guns. This one only has a body armor and a baton. It may be a joint defense led by the local people. Master came to us specially. I'm afraid he missed the point. We Should you leave quickly?"
"You're being reckless. If you really leaked the information, it was only the local thugs who came to clear things up. How could it be that Jincheng came all the way and didn't notify the local people. This is the reason why Lu Desheng accidentally broke in and explained the refining pill. Your uncle is from the original view. They are here to investigate the basics, but they are just trying to get lucky. You shouldn't use medicine, you should wait for me to come back and answer it correctly."
"Then, what should we do?"
"If five thunders are broken in the temple, the relationship between heaven and earth cannot be suppressed. It's a pity that this piece of foundation is ruined." The old Taoist priest sighed, "Go and worship the old god, use this woman to sacrifice for the last time, and then pack up your things Let’s go. This place must be cleaned up without leaving any traces.”
Xu Guanyu responded, knelt down on the futon, and knelt before the ghost statue in the shrine.
The old Taoist priest's face twitched, and he raised his hand and pressed it on Xu Guanyu's head.
Xu Guanyu's body was shaking violently, but he couldn't make any sound.
The next moment, his clothes automatically slipped off.
Along with it, his human skin slipped down, neatly from his head down.
