Su Wu looked carefully,
This jar looks like just a copper jar, but it actually has a delicate structure inside, like human internal organs, with five internal circulations.
Those black pills added to the jar,
It's the black mud that Master collected in front of the small temple.
Su Wu and others, who had been contaminated by the harsh aura, saw a drop of blood on their fingers.
and the soil around the deserted village,
Put them into the jar,
Stuff a piece of paper into the tiger's mouth.
Generally, after five internal cycles, a cross mark will appear on the paper strip.
But the master shook it for a long time, and the five inner jars still left no trace on the note.
This shows that collecting factors related to Li Jui is not enough, and the five inner jars cannot calculate Li Jui's approximate fate mark.
"Five inner cycles..."
Su Wu wanted to take apart the five inner jars and take a look.
Is the internal visceral circulation system complete?
But Master only has this jar. What will it be used for after it is broken?
So he could only give up his idea.
He put the jar into the master's small box, locked it, and estimated that the time was almost quarter of an hour, so he walked towards the small temple to remove the zombie.
Just took two or three steps,
Su Wu suddenly stopped.
Looking at the zombie with unblinking eyes,
The zombie stood in front of the small temple, still motionless, just like before.
But Su Wu saw that the shadow originally cast by the red candlelight on the ground suddenly disappeared without a trace!
"Awu,
Go and bring that old kid’s body back!”
At this time, the master had not noticed anything unusual and shouted to Su Wu who stopped.
Su Wu slowly turned around and came back,
He made a silent gesture to his master.
Li Yueshan raised his eyebrows,
He squinted at the zombie in front of the small temple. The zombie stood quietly in the candlelight. He suddenly raised his eyelids and looked straight in the direction of the kitchen team with a pair of hazy eyes!
Under the layer of cowhide wrapped around it,
It's like several mice got in,
It keeps moving underneath, and small bags are bulging out!
all of a sudden,
Even with that layer of cowhide as a barrier,
There is also a sinister charm, flowing along the stitches on the zombie's skin,
call--
With the surging rhyme,
A gust of wind howled by!
In the dark corners surrounded by shadows,
There was babbling, and a sad song sounded faintly: "At one o'clock in the morning, I was just sleeping, and suddenly I heard the loud barking of a yellow dog..."
The dark wind carries the broken branches and leaves, dancing all over the sky,
In those shadowy darkness,
There are white shadows that flicker and appear!
at the same time,
The strange charm that the zombie just exuded,
At this time, it disappeared without a trace,
It has its eyes open,
His eyes were empty.
The trick just came,
Sensing something wrong,
Then it disappeared again...
Several thoughts flashed through Su Wu's mind:
He turned to his master and shouted: "Master, prepare to harvest the soul rice!"
Li Yueshan nodded solemnly,
He turned around and placed several coarse porcelain bowls on the ground, dragged the python skin bag over, pointed the snake's mouth at the coarse porcelain bowl, and spat out grains of soul-collecting rice!
After speaking,
Su Wu put on the red-faced facial makeup hanging on his belt,
In an instant, he transformed into a long-bearded and red-faced general, holding a sword in hand, and rushed towards the zombie - if there was any abnormality in the zombie and the evil spirit in his body, the sword in his hand would be chopped down without hesitation!
Fortunately,
Go all the way to the zombie,
The other party remained motionless,
Let Su Wu move it to the fire,
Tear off the cowhide covering his whole body!
The cowhide is spread out entirely,
Dark traces appeared on it,
The master took a torch and shined it on the cowhide, and saw that the dark marks were connected into lines, with one main branch and one branch!
"One tael and one penny!"
He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the eldest disciple,
A look of horror flashed in his eyes!
"This Li Wei's fate is abnormal, how can he only have one tael and one coin?!"
The meaning behind Master’s words,
But he clearly told Su Wu,
This one is hard to deal with!
Very difficult to deal with!
"While that Li Wei hasn't gone far,
Master, please prepare one tael and one qian of soul harvesting rice.
Call it over,
The first thing to do is to imprison him!" Su Wu spoke repeatedly, then turned to look at Li Zhuer who had gathered Xiu Xiu, "Zhu'er, you go and heat the oil in a pot, Xiu Xiu, you go and watch your senior brother Gou Sheng.
,
Found any abnormality,
You must report it immediately!"
The master reached out and grabbed handfuls of soul-collecting rice from the bowl, and put them all into another coarse porcelain bowl, making enough to weigh one tael or one penny.
Li Zhuer pursed her lips and nodded seriously,
Instead he went to move the clay pot,
Place the iron frame on the campfire, set up the firewood pot, and build a simple stove on the spot.
Xiu Xiu also ran away in a hurry.
He ran towards the dog lying on the straw mat.
"Here you go, put it at the door of the temple!" The master handed the soul-removing rice that was weighed without any deviation to Su Wu, then stood up and slapped the belly of the zombie next to him.
The zombie's originally bulging belly sank inward.
Open your mouth with abnormally long canine teeth,
With a whoosh, he spat out a ball of rice that had already been 'steamed', rancid and black!
As the ball of rice is spit out,
The sly and cunning charm of 'Black Calamity' circulates on it again,
It rolls its eyes,
But he just rolled his eyes,
Still standing frozen in place!
The master picked up the spatula next to him and walked towards Zhu'er who was setting up the firewood pot. At the same time, he shouted to Xiuxiu: "Xiuxiu, call this zombie over and let it protect you two!"
——He talked with Xiuxiu,
Naturally, I know that Xiuxiu has mastered a method of controlling zombies.
This set of techniques was originally only used to control zombies.
Now you can stir up the black evil spirit inside the zombie,
Using corpses as a medium,
Ling Ligui can also be used by himself!
Li Yueshan took away the pottery pot from Zhu'er and poured tons and tons of fried oil into the pot. At the same time, he told Zhu'er: "This oil is probably not enough. Go and move the oil pot on the mule cart."
Come down!
Come in with new oil!”
"yes!"
I helped Master put a few sticks of wood into the fire.
Pearl turned and ran towards the mule cart,
The oil pot, which weighed 100 kilograms, was picked up by her arms and she rushed to the oil pot.
According to the master's instructions, pour the newly purchased rapeseed oil into it!
Tons tons tons...
The shiny black fat is poured into the pot,
Pieces of foam appeared in the pot!
The master stirred the oil attentively to make the two blend.
But he temporarily ignored it, when did he, a female disciple, become so powerful?!
"It's time to go to bed at two o'clock after two o'clock..."
The song was still ringing intermittently in the white shadows all around,
It's just that the frequency of the sound is getting higher and higher,
Getting louder and louder.
at the same time,
in darkness,
Two poles covered with black lines slowly poked out from the distance,
appear in the public eye,
On the two parallel bars moving forward,
There is a chair set up.
There seems to be a figure sitting on the chair,
As the parallel bars creaked forward, the figures on the chairs swayed slightly,
White shadows clustered around that figure!
Su Wu put down the soul-collecting rice,
Walk away,
He saw that the white shadows were actually palms that were only about the size of an ordinary person. The pale hands that seemed to be the palms of women were holding objects that were so tiny that they could not be counted compared to their huge bodies.
sewing,
Around the figure sitting on the chair,
Threading the needle quickly,
suture,
Each piece of pale silk thread was sewn into the figure's skin,
It's the same color as the figure's skin.
And at this time,
Su Wu also saw clearly,
That figure,
——It is Qingmiao!
Her face was empty and cold,
She felt no pain as the huge palm sewed threads all over her body——
After those giant hands,
The silk threads are twisted into balls and drawn backwards,
Implicated in the boundless darkness, no one knows what is hidden in that darkness!
Su Wu stared at the young man sitting on the chair,
Looking at the two bamboo poles supporting the chair, he slowly approached the bowl of soul-removing rice.
He turned back to look at his master,
At this time, Master, Zhu Er and others saw the green seedlings on the chair.
Pearl's face was filled with tears,
Xiuxiu sobbed silently,
The master opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
The eldest disciple has already spoken: "Master, Qingmiao is still alive and has not been completely sewn into a trick -"
"Not yet?!" The gloomy look on Master's face suddenly disappeared,
"Her hands are still struggling."
Su Wu had no expression on his face and spoke calmly.
"Help!"
The master waved his hand,
I picked up the crescent moon next to me for shoveling.
And Su Wu was faster than him,
Already approaching the young man on the chair with a knife!
The giant hands surrounding Qingmiao are still sewing white threads into Qingmiao’s skin.
Until Su Wu came within one foot of them with a knife,
Nine pale palms suddenly grabbed the two parallel bamboo poles under the chair.
drag the rip off,
Throw yourself into the depths of darkness!
at this time,
Maybe it's because there are no new threads to sew into my skin.
Qingmiao's hands struggled even more fiercely, grabbing randomly from left to right. During this random movement, the fingers of her left hand got entangled in a white silk thread connected to her skin.
She tugged at the thread,
Pull hard——
The thread penetrated the flesh and blood under her skin, making a creepy sound.
Just listening to that sound can make one feel chills on the back and give rise to illusory pain!
Just like when the surgical wound has not healed,
It's like pulling out the sutures by force!
The white silk thread was suddenly stained with blood and turned bright red.
As the red thread was pulled out of Qingmiao's skin,
The expression on the left half of her face became more vivid,
The young woman's eyes were red and tears were rolling down her face.
Staring at Su Wu with great hope,
Tears kept dripping from my cheeks!
That is the desire for life,
The desire to live!
As the silk thread was pulled out, the nine giant hands holding the bamboo pole and retreating into the darkness had to free up three to continue to straighten and sew the messed up silk thread.
But Qingmiao's left hand never gave up its struggle,
He endured the intense pain without giving up and pulled the thread out of his own flesh and blood!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-"
Su Wu heard a theatrical roar and a trumpet sound.
He swung his knife suddenly,
Once the darkness cuts to the side!
The dragon pythons coiled around Guan Dao spread out one after another, dragging a black shadow out of the darkness.
The knife was falling from his head,
The black stitches under his skin,
Several roots were cut off by this knife,
At this moment, it suddenly stretched out its hand towards Su Wu,
Wave gently.
In an instant, Su Wu had the urge to respond to it and wave to it.
When this impulse arises,
He already knows,
This trick is the ‘waving trick’ that Pearl once encountered!
The sword of wisdom rises and falls in my mind,
That impulse was instantly extinguished!
This chapter has been completed!