I flicked the cigarette butt and sparks flew out.
The smoke seemed to be alive, twisting and changing in the air.
The young man in the colorful sweater suddenly screamed, with a look of horror on his face. He hurriedly pulled the Yin card off his neck and threw it away.
Almost at the same time, everyone in the room screamed.
Most of the people had just recovered from the violent vomiting, and the skin on their faces and bodies bulged with small transparent bubbles, as if they had been burned by invisible boiling water.
They screamed and reached out to scratch involuntarily.
Those small bubbles broke immediately upon being touched, splashing out yellow pus. Wherever it fell on the body, a large area of the same small bubbles immediately appeared.
Only Shao Weijiang was no different.
It was as if he had only spit out two small mouths and then stopped.
However, he was very frightened. He looked around with a look of horror on his face, but he did not dare to move casually.
The young man in the colorful sweater was not affected either, but his condition was even worse. Under the influence of my spell, he had completely fallen into hallucinations. After throwing away the negative card, he jumped up and tumbled behind the sofa.
It was just such a short sofa backrest, but he couldn't even climb over it several times. He was so tired that he was out of breath. He looked back again and didn't know what hallucination he saw. His face was twisted in fear and he screamed loudly. Crying and shouting, he crawled onto the back of the sofa again.
I was equally unaffected.
But I didn't dare to stay where I was, and immediately backed up toward the door, while looking around cautiously.
Just as I passed Yang Yaozu's body, his belly suddenly bulged, and a hole as big as a fist opened in his belly.
A bloody centipede as thick as a forearm came out, and with a bow, it bounced onto my back, and then got in along the collar of my shirt.
My face changed drastically, I stopped walking backwards, picked up the Ziwei Jue, recited the curse to ward off evil, and stamped my right foot quickly.
At this moment, a bodyguard in a black suit who was vomiting violently behind the sofa suddenly straightened up, took a few steps, came closer, took out a pistol, pointed it at my head and pulled the trigger.
But before he could pull his fingers off, Immortal Long jumped up while lying on the ground.
His expression was distorted and frightened, and his movements were slightly stiff, especially this jump, which was so straight that his waist was neither straight nor his legs were bent, but it was as if he had been forcibly lifted up by invisible hands.
With this jump, he came behind the bodyguard in the black suit, raised his ring finger with a fist, and punched the bodyguard in the middle of the back of his head.
The bodyguard's movements froze, and blood dripped from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.
I stopped and looked at the bodyguard in front of me.
He has dark skin, thick lips and a flat nose, a typical Southeast Asian appearance.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
"In the next life, don't cast spells to harm a warlock, otherwise you will die faster."
I raised my pinching hand in front of the bodyguard.
The fingers are wrapped with thin transparent threads.
The thirty-six heretical techniques of puppet control and consciousness.
Immortal Long Lao didn't jump up consciously to help, but was controlled by my puppetry. He couldn't help himself.
I shook my sleeves again.
The centipede slipped out of the cuff and fell straight to the ground, already dead.
When I entered the door, I noticed that the young man in the colorful sweater might have a negative card on him, so I started planning and casting spells.
Of course, I didn't predict that he would arrange a head-dropping master to sneak attack me, but it was out of the professional instinct of a warlock.
If you feel something is wrong, you will need to create a net to prepare for any eventuality.
Sister Miao once said that when it comes to fighting and using magic, it is better to be prepared than to use it, or to be unprepared when unable to use it.
A warlock who fights with magic is bound to die.
If you are careless once, there will be no next time.
The puppetry technique is one level, the ecstasy technique is one layer, and the poison-proofing technique is another layer.
This kind of spiritual insect descending originally originated from Xiangxi Gu technique.
The muscles on the head-lowering master's face twitched a few times, and suddenly he opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of black blood. The black blood was mixed with a lot of small centipedes. They fell to the ground, rolled and struggled for a few times, and then died completely.
But this is just the beginning.
There were centipedes drilling out of his nostrils and ears, and even his eyes didn't escape. The centipedes on both sides of his eyes were pushed out of their eye sockets, and they just hung on his face.
Shao Weijiang couldn't hold it back and vomited it out again.
The head-lowering master fell to the ground as softly as a deflated rubber ball, making no sound.
I lit another cigarette and stood still, smoking slowly. It wasn't until I finished smoking this cigarette that I looked at Master Long, "Master Long..."
Mr. Long's face twitched and he forced a smile, "I don't dare, I don't dare. Mr. Zhou just calls me Lao Long!"
I waved my hand and said: "The etiquette cannot be discarded. I want to join the Earthly Immortal Association. How can I not respect an immortal like you? Another title can't mean anything. Even if I call you Laolong, it won't stop you from hating me." Even though it's itching, it can't stop you from thinking about how to kill me."
"Don't dare, don't dare!" Master Long swallowed hard, "Although I, Long Xiaowu, am not a good person, I always keep my promises. If I say that I want to help Mr. Zhou become a master, I will do my best to do it." If you go, you will never have any other thoughts."
I laughed "ha".
What a man who keeps his word. I didn’t know who it was who vowed to help me negotiate peace but had hidden evil intentions and wanted to kill me and sell Shao Weijiang.
Maybe he really does have a side that honors his word, but he probably has to be revealed by someone else.
I picked up the dead centipede on the ground, pulled off its head and handed it to Master Long, "This is the spirit insect descending. Just when it tried to burrow into my body, I used the poison-repelling method to kill it. The poison-repelling method After mixing with the poison of the spirit insect itself, a brand new poison will be produced, which can only be removed by using the corresponding detoxification method."
Immortal Long's face twitched and his lips trembled a few times. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. He took the centipede head and threw it into his mouth. He didn't dare to chew it and stretched his neck to swallow it.
I nodded with satisfaction, "Come to me once every five days, and I will use the anti-intoxication technique to control the attacks of your hair. No matter what happens, you can't delay it. It will happen one day later, and even gods can't save you."
Mr. Long retched a few times, suppressed his nausea, and said, "I will arrange it when I get back and make you famous in the fortune telling. Do you want to be the prime minister or fortune telling?"
I said, "No, I don't understand this. There's no point in blowing it off. I have arranged for someone to help me invite all the colleagues who treat external diseases in Jincheng to gather in a few days. I am a Yinmai gentleman, and I control Jincheng's external diseases." Isn't illness more reasonable than anything worthy of fortune?"
Mr. Long Xianye nodded repeatedly like a chicken eating rice, "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhou's idea is much better than mine. Let's do this. I will also participate when the time comes, so I can give you a place, and you can join later." The Immortal Association has more reasons to recommend you to be an Immortal Master."
"Then we have Master Lao. You should take Yang Yaozu away first. Mr. Shao!"
Shao Weijiang was still lying on the sofa and vomiting. When he heard my greeting, he immediately jumped up and ran over without even bothering to wipe his mouth. "Mr. Zhou, what are your orders?"
Immortal Master Long looked as frightened as if he had seen a ghost.
I smiled at him and said, "Mr. Shao and I will put on a play together for the purpose of fishing. If you are willing to take the bait, you can't blame us. Mr. Shao, please arrange for someone to help Mr. Long take down the body and send him out." Bar."
Immortal Long was speechless for a long time before he smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Zhou has far-reaching plans and shows his skills like a saint. I admire you, I admire you. I am convinced that I lost. From now on, Mr. Zhou will be the only one who follows his lead."
