With the means of self-protection, he could find out the mastermind behind the curse and kill him twice in a row, which was already an endless situation.
At the moment of life and death, no one would be soft-hearted, and he didn't want to die again!
After pondering for a moment, Su Ming turned his attention to the panel in front of him again.
This panel is undoubtedly the legendary Goldfinger. If it weren't for it, he would be dead. Moreover, this panel should not only consume luck and save life, but may also have other wonderful uses.
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The dim hall was like a huge mouth swallowing darkness, filled with a strange and eerie atmosphere, and the pale lights reflected the Taoist's uncertain figure.
Suddenly, the main hall was closed, but there was no wind in the room, and the lights flickered, almost to the point of being blown out.
"puff!"
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and puppets of various shapes were placed on the altar table. These puppets were lifelike, as if they were alive.
At the moment when there was no wind, one by one the puppets were broken or damaged. Each of these puppets had a peach wood arrow stuck in their body.
The Taoist's face was bloodless and his bones were broken. He looked at the puppets and laughed miserably. When he lowered his head, he saw that the small bow in his hand was also full of cracks. It had no spiritual power and could no longer be used.
Then, a gentle voice sounded, "Senior Brother, this Seven Arrows Book of Nails is a heretical technique, which extremely damages your luck. Moreover, this technique is incomplete and can easily backfire. I hope that Senior Brother will not use it again in the future."
As the words echoed through the hall, the pale lights suddenly became brighter, and the dark hall regained some vitality.
Another middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and a lotus crown appeared in the main hall. His eyes were cold and he looked at the puppets on the altar table with an extremely complicated expression.
"The sky is in chaos, monsters are everywhere, and the city of Shangjing is about to be in chaos. How can the position of national master be allowed to be occupied by monsters! With this arrow of mine, most of the monsters in the city of Shangjing were destroyed, and the rest are nothing to be afraid of. Junior brother, Da Zhou, I leave it to you.”
After saying that, the Taoist vomited out a mouthful of blood again, his breath was extremely low, and his vitality was obviously severely injured.
The middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly stepped forward to support him, but saw that his hall was darkened, black energy lingered between his eyebrows, and his aura was extremely depressed.
"Brother, why are you doing this? The rise and fall of a dynasty has its own destiny. How can human power not shake this destiny?" Instead, he sighed softly, and took the Taoist away with a flash of his body.
After he left, the lights in the hall turned pale again, and a cold and eerie atmosphere quietly emerged. Under the light, the broken puppets appeared with cracks, and then quietly turned into powder and disappeared.
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In the monastery, while Su Ming was exploring other functions of the panel, suddenly, the sound of soft footsteps came from outside the door. Su Ming was startled and put away the panel in front of him.
Outside the yard, a beautiful figure slowly emerged, her charming face and the whiteness inadvertently revealed when the palace skirt swayed, adding a bit of temptation.
She came outside the door, took a deep breath, and saw the mountains rising and the deep valleys faintly visible. Then a soft voice sounded, "Sir, it's late at night. Please change your clothes."
Inside the room, Su Ming was slightly startled, and a plump and charming figure appeared in his mind.
This person was a maid assigned to him by the imperial court. Not only him, but also all the masters who came to the capital to participate in this grand event arranged a maid to serve in daily life and communicate with the inside and outside.
There is a hint of surveillance and investigation among them. Those famous sects may be polite and treat each other with courtesy, but to those heretics and even big monsters, they are just maids and playthings. What's more, under the maid When he first arrived, he was trained to be a puppet, or if he was not careful, he became the blood food of others.
However, the original body did not have the habit of eating people.
Although the maid served him as usual, Su Ming was keenly aware that her mood was somewhat unusual, and there was a hint of fear and caution in her voice.
According to the remaining memories of the original person, this maid not only served him in daily life, but was also used to warm the bed, and she was considered a concubine. Not only him, but those who practice Taoism are easily unmoved by external things, let alone these vulgar and vulgar followers, and these heretics and monsters act according to their own preferences, and taking concubines is nothing.
However, the original person has always been bohemian and informal. Judging from the past situation, she should come directly to warm the bed late at night. The predecessor did not have the habit of meditating and practicing at night, but she liked the way of joy.
But, what is she nervous about?
Does she know something?
"Come in!" Almost instantly, Su Ming noticed something was wrong with the maid.
Hearing the reply in the room, the maid outside the door breathed a subtle sigh of relief, put on a charming smile on her face, and then opened the door.
After she closed the door, she turned around and found that Huang Xia was waiting dimly on the futon, and a cold eye was staring at her coldly.
Suddenly, the maid felt that the hairs all over her body were exploding, and the cold air rushed from the soles of her feet to the sky. Under such cold eyes, she felt that everything about her was invisible, as if what she was thinking in her heart had been seen through.
"Are you surprised that I'm not dead?"
The soft words fell in her ears, like thunder exploding. Her pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart was in her throat. She was just about to make a few excuses when she was caught off guard and met that cold gaze again.
Suddenly, she felt as if she wanted to stop breathing. Suddenly, cold sweat continued to break out on her forehead, and the details of the person in front of her emerged in her mind.
He is a big demon!
With a pop, she immediately knelt down on the ground, her pear blossoms covered with rain, her eyes full of pity, "Sir, it's none of this slave's business, they forced me."
Um?
them? who are they? The look in Su Ming's eyes became even colder. He stretched out his hand to grab the maid who was kneeling on the ground and was instantly sucked into his palm, squeezing her throat tightly.
"Who is instigating you behind the scenes?"
"Sir, spare your life, spare your life! I didn't know that they put a forbidden spell on this slave, and I was forced to do so." The maid desperately grabbed his arm, hoping that Su Ming would let her go.
"Forbidden curse?" Su Ming frowned slightly when he heard these two words. This should be a way to control people. Suddenly, a technique suddenly appeared in his mind: Soul Searching Technique.
He didn't hesitate and used it directly. Being cursed, it was almost impossible to ask anything out of her mouth. Since you can’t ask, just see for yourself!
Following Su Ming's thoughts, the spell started to work.
"don't want!"
Accompanied by the shrill screams, the memory of the maid appeared before his eyes like a fleeting tour, and he finished reading it in less than half a cup of tea.
The people behind the scenes are very hidden, and the only ones who come forward are two minions, ordinary people.
Although the person behind the scenes was not found, he was able to find out how he was killed by the curse. Moreover, if Su Ming guessed correctly, he was not the only one who was cursed to death.
Although the person behind the scenes was not found, he was able to find out how he was killed by the curse. Moreover, if Su Ming guessed correctly, he was not the only one who was cursed to death.
