"I think this face looks a bit familiar." Gu Yun held a wooden stick, looked at the "woman" on the ground repeatedly for a while, and concluded.

The Wolf King's tent in Calais Yinghuo was turned upside down by the people from Xuantie camp, and they found that there were neither rare orbs nor iron mesh corals in it. It looked grand, but inside it was poor. It can be seen that he had to drain the wealth of the nobles before

, he didn’t even let himself go, he was really a selfless lunatic.

To Gu Yun's great disappointment, they failed to find the legendary magical secret technique of witch poisoning.

Think about it, only Liang people like to write everything on paper and compile it into books. Many primitive customs are preserved in the eighteen tribes. Some things that need to be recorded are likely to be carved on stones, tortoise shells, and furs...

...Or simply by word of mouth, the voodoo secrets they wanted to find might only be hidden in Calais's mind, which was burned to ashes.

In the end, only this weird statue was brought back to the Northern Xinjiang garrison at Chen Qingxu's insistence.

"What did Miss Chen say this thing could be just now?" Gu Yun asked the soldier next to him smoothly, "What is it?"

"Soul puppet." The soldier replied. Seeing Gu Yun poking here and there with the wooden stick without restraint, he couldn't help but said, "Commander, I think this thing is very sinister. There may be something unclean about it. You'd better hide."

A little further away?"

The "soul doll" is the size of a human being, weighing only twenty or thirty kilograms. After being washed, its face and skin look exactly like those of a real person at first glance, as if it can speak when it opens its eyes.

It is said that this is not actually a complete human skin. It is made from the best human skins of many boys or girls. After being processed with some voodoo method, it is formed into a whole piece and wrapped in wood. The wood has been shaved in advance.

In this way, the human skin and wood can be tightly attached together to create a lifelike dummy.

The eighteen tribes believe that this kind of spirit puppet can attract the souls of people who have died in a foreign land.

At first, this soul puppet was covered with a layer of dust, but after it was cleaned, it looked like a naked real person. Shen Yi thought this thing was too immodest, so he had someone find some clothes for him.

It "puts on".

Gu Yun stared at the soul puppet's closed eyebrows, vaguely feeling that he looked a bit like Chang Geng when he was a child. He stretched out his fingers and stroked his chin, trying to recall the memory, and asked: "You said this trick is

The soul of that barbarian concubine back then?"

The soldier believed in evil and was a little afraid to look at it. He was frightened and said: "Commander, it's better to move out quickly. These gods, ghosts and ghosts are so scary..."

"It's okay," Gu Yun glanced at Hun Dou's face and said casually, "I think she's quite pretty."

Soldier: "..."

During this period of time, Gu Shuai had to take care of both the northern and southern battlefields, and he was probably a little exhausted and crazy.

At this moment, Chen Qingxu, who was originally worried about going to see Shen Yi, suddenly broke in: "I remembered!"

Gu Yun: "Huh?"

I saw Chen Qingxu pull out a knife from nowhere, half-kneeling on the ground, and under the gaze of Gu Yun and his very superstitious soldiers, he cut the soul puppet open from the chest with one knife.

Gu Yun: "..."

His soldier trembled with fright, turned his face and chanted "Amitabha". Gu Yun looked at him, and then at Miss Chen who was like a cook trying to get rid of an ox, then he reached out and handed the wooden stick to his silent soldier.

Bing said sympathetically: "Take it to ward off evil and defend yourself."

Chen Qingxu ignored the surroundings and concentrated on the tip of the knife. The human skin looked smooth on the outside, even very soft. After being cut open, there was no flesh and blood inside. The two sides were separated cleanly. The texture was like tanned cowhide. Chen Qingxu grasped it with strength.

It was so good that it just cut through the human skin without damaging the wood underneath.

Gu Yun just started to watch idly on the side. Suddenly, he squinted his eyes, rolled up his sleeves and squatted down. He raised his hand without hesitation, gently opened the peeled skin, and carefully touched the surface of the wood.

The soldier's face turned green, he apologized in a messy manner, took the evil-dispelling stick given to him by the commander, and ran outside to guard the door.

Gu Yun touched it for a long time and asked doubtfully: "Why, there are still words on this wood?"

Chen Qingxu had already cut the human skin from beginning to end. She changed to a smaller knife like peeling off a raw egg shell, and carefully peeled off the human skin bit by bit until the entire human-shaped wood was exposed.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and took the time to reply to Gu Yun's words: "Yes, but the carvings are small and shallow. Only someone with an extremely keen sense of touch can touch them out. Ordinary people want to see them with the help of tools - Marshal can do it for me

Can you tell what's written on it?"

The Xuantie Camp and the Eighteen Tribes have been enemies for two generations. Many high-ranking generals in the Xuantie Camp knew the commonly used barbarian language. Gu Yun groped for a moment on the neck of the human-shaped wood and hesitated for a long time before replying: "All

It’s a very uncommon word, steaming...what...I don’t recognize it, it’s followed by a number...well, it seems to also mention something about sunlight..."

Gu Yun looked at Chen Qingxu in confusion: "Why is this soul puppet engraved with a mysterious recipe? Uh... Miss Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Yun had never seen such an excited look on Chen Qingxu's face, and there were almost a few tears in her cold eyes.

As if she had never seen wood before, she picked up the human-shaped piece of wood with both hands, took out a piece of silk and carefully wiped off the dust on it, as if she was holding a rare treasure.

"In order for the soul puppet to attract the soul from a foreign land to return, it needs to communicate between life and death. The usual method is to hide something personal to that person in the wooden heart. But since this method is used to pay homage to the soul of the deceased, the deceased is usually thousands of miles away.

, most of the time they can’t find their burial place, so it’s not always possible to get personal belongings. I just remembered that in this case, the caster usually uses the last words left by the deceased, or can

An inscription on behalf of the deceased was substituted.”

"Back then, the barbarian sisters fled from the palace. The elder sister died in a foreign land during the journey, and the younger sister took her child to a bandit den. Before her death, the imperial concubine left something very important to Hugel. Later, she got it from Hugel.

After many twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of the Wolf King Jialai..."

When Gu Yun heard this, his heart beat wildly without warning.

"It's the goddess's secret technique." Chen Qingxu pointed out what he was thinking in one breath, "I... I originally thought that there was such a possibility, but who knew it was actually..."

Everyone's impression of the "Barbarian Goddess" is only the image of Hugel's madwoman, and the imperial concubine has no sense of existence. She died too early, and she fell from the aloof "demigod" of the grassland to a

In the harem where the nine gates are tightly closed, it is still unclear whether she is resentful, resentful, or resigned to her fate.

And what is her attitude towards her children?

Presumably, according to human nature, they should hate it. Even Calais couldn't help but feel the intention to kill when he saw Chang Geng's face that looked like the goddess sister when he was young. What about the person involved?

However, the voodoo skills of the Eighteen Tribes are so unpredictable that even the Chen family has been at a loss for many years. As the inheritor, the imperial concubine can abort an unformed fetus without being noticed, so why does she?

Did you leave that child behind?

Did she know that the child was finally made into an Ur bone by the crazy Hugel?

The old man is almost dead, and no one will know anymore. Whether the barbarian goddess decided to keep the child was out of a mother's reluctance, or she just happened to learn that Hugel was pregnant with another child, out of the desire to die.

The hatred of genocide planned an unparalleled evil god.

But no matter what, after going around and around, it was still the goddess's soul that left Chang Geng a glimmer of hope.

This is almost a mysterious sense of cause and effect.

Chen Qingxu didn't want to discuss karma. She was focused on the piece of wood. Before Gu Yun could react, she picked up the wooden figure and ran away without even bothering to pick up the silk that fell on the ground. Gu Yun was stunned.

After a long time, he breathed out his breath unconsciously, and his chest was hit by unspeakable hope. After he stood up, his vision almost went dark. It took him a long time to recover, but he was still ringing in his ears.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his chin, trying his best to put on a normal and serious face. His brows subconsciously knitted together, but the corners of his mouth smiled uncontrollably.

Intertwined with the uncontrollable joy, it became a standard "laughing and laughing", Gu Yun himself felt that his image at this time was probably a bit crazy.

At this time, General Shen's soldiers next door poked their heads outside the tent for a moment and asked, "Has Divine Doctor Chen finally left?"

"Let's go," Gu Yun heard his own soldier reply, "What, is something wrong?"

The soldier who inquired about the whereabouts of the miracle doctor shook his head and ran back to report.

The next moment, Gu Yun heard a scream of pain that had been held in for who knows how long from General Shen's tent.

A large area of ​​Shen Yi's back was bruised and burned, which was extremely miserable. However, he still stubbornly refused Miss Chen's medical treatment and visits. He locked Miss Chen out several times and refused to let her see him.

He was so miserable that he resolutely found a military doctor who was good at killing pigs to treat the wound. During this period, he sent people to secretly come out to investigate four or five times. He kept holding it in until Chen Qingxu finally left. Finally, he could bear it to the end and could let go.

Howling at the top of his lungs.

Gu Yun listened attentively for a while, only to feel that a child has never screamed so painfully, and he couldn't bear it, so he picked up the piece of silk that fell on the ground, shook the dust on it, and went out to stuff it for himself.

The young soldier ordered: "Send it to General Shen quickly. It will relieve the pain."

Regardless of what the silk wiped against, the effect was very effective. As soon as the item was delivered, Shen Yi's howling immediately became much quieter.

After Gu Yun finished entertaining his brothers with a ruthless heart, he returned to the commander's tent. He planned to approve the dozens of battle reports and a pile of letters from major garrison areas that were piled on his desk. When he picked up his pen, he found that he was completely silent.

Don't feel down.

He knew every word in the battle report, but it couldn't be combined into one sentence to jump into his eyes. He thought idly for a while: "Then the wood only records the method, but no solution?"

After a while, he thought: "That doesn't matter, as long as there is the ins and outs of Wuergu, the Chen family can always come up with a solution."

Then after a while, he secretly said: "You won't really let me burn incense for those bald donkeys in Huguo Temple, right? Damn it..."

...I've been going over and over again, but I don't have a clue.

And an indescribable longing found its way through the myriad of thoughts and jumped into his heart.

A drop of ink fell from the tip of Gu Yun's pen, and he finally came to his senses. He simply pushed away all the official duties, took out the letter paper as if he were having fun, and began to openly use official time for personal gain.

It is April in this world, and the beauty of the two rivers has been exhausted. The long plum rain is dripping with steam from the rivers and the sea.

Chang Geng has been in Jiangbei for more than a month. He first arranged the funeral of General Zhong, and then Fang Qin wrote a letter to advise Emperor Long'an to leave King Yan where he was and assist the imperial envoys in promoting contacts with the Westerners.

Although King Yan has stepped down from the political arena, Fang Qin still feels that he is a serious problem in the capital.

It stands to reason that when dealing with political opponents, one should kill them with one blow. However, the reason for Prince Yan's resignation was not planned by Fang Qin himself. The whole matter was not under his control. Moreover, Prince Yan's status is very difficult to deal with.

Apart from the serious crime of treason, there is really nothing that can drive him to death.

Fang Qin had no choice but to find ways to keep him away from him.

The word "assistance" is very subtle, which means that this matter is not led by King Yan. He only has obligations and no power. After the event is completed, it is also the credit of the envoy, but if something goes wrong, King Yan can take the lead.
To be continued...