It was obviously the first time for Luoyang to come into contact with this mask, but it felt to him as if he had made it himself and had been using it for a long, long time. He was familiar with everything about it.
Just now he was unable to determine the material of this mask, but now he has the answer. It is made of gold and bronze. The latter has a larger proportion, so there is a large area of patina. Some of it has been consumed.
The auxiliary materials are unknown.
Luoyang activated the spiritual power in his body, and the super-sensory state of the ancestral witch's spiritual body continued to increase.
Suddenly, traces of spiritual energy were suddenly released from the mask, and some things that could not be described in words poured into Luoyang's body at that moment.
boom!
Luoyang was suddenly brought into a strange space. Darkness enveloped everything and he could not see anything.
Without any warning, a golden light fell from the sky, and an ancient man with disheveled hair danced mysteriously in the golden light, mumbling something.
That's a witch's spell.
It was the first time Luoyang heard it, but he could actually understand it!
The disheveled ancient man danced the witch dance, getting closer and closer, and he was wearing this mysterious mask on his face!
"I'm Ying Ma, a native of Qin and an ancestral shaman. Who are you and why are you here?" The ancient man with disheveled hair spoke in an old but extremely loud voice.
Luoyang was shocked. He never dreamed that this mask was a relic of the ancestral witch of the pre-Qin Dynasty! No wonder, when he saw this mask for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
"Luoyang, the younger descendant of the ancestral witch, didn't mean to disturb the ancestor. I, I don't know why I got in." Luoyang was a little nervous.
Ying Ma arrived in front of Luoyang in a flash, took off her mask, and revealed a thin face without a trace of blood, as pale as paper, with two eyes without eyeballs, filled with two balls of green and faint Qi.
Luoyang was startled and almost screamed.
"The natal seal has appeared, the bloodline has awakened, and the spirit body has begun to form. It is true that he is the descendant of the ancestral witch. Boy, kowtow!" Ying Ma spoke loudly.
Luoyang hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed with three bangs: "Disciple Luoyang pays homage to Patriarch Yingma!"
"This mask is worn by Master Fool. Master Fool is good at necromancy. He must wear this mask every time he performs magic. Over time, it has become spiritual. How much you can get depends on your luck." Yin Luo, Ying Ma
Luo Yang was slapped on the head with a palm.
boom!
Mantras, symbols, and patterns emerged in Luoyang's mind.
That's the ancestral witchcraft!
Luoyang is immersed in the mysterious world of witchcraft...
After a long time, Luoyang opened his eyes.
He was still in the basement, and there was no Patriarch Yingma in front of him. Everything that happened just now was like an unconstrained imagination.
Luoyang lowered his head and glanced at the mask still in his hand, and already had the answer in his heart.
All things have spirits, but they also have strengths and weaknesses.
Naturally, the spirit of stones on the roadside cannot be compared with that of beautiful jade. If an artifact is used for a long time, its spirituality will gradually appear. The stronger the owner of the artifact, the stronger the spirituality of the artifact will be. This mask is an example.
Patriarch Yingma often wore it to perform psychic skills. After its spiritual cultivation, it also has related "memory".
This kind of "memory" is actually somewhat similar to human muscle memory. A person who has been engaged in a certain job for a long time will form muscle memory over time, and can do it with his eyes closed.
What Luoyang just got was the "memory" of this mask.
From this point of view, the older the object, the greater the possibility of spirituality and "memory". Through the ancestral witchcraft to establish a connection, he can obtain the "memory" of the object, which is equivalent to borrowing the owner's
Partial ability!
For example, a chef has used a kitchen knife for 20 or 30 years, and a programmer has been playing a keyboard for 18 years...
One skill, all skills!
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The door opened.
There was only Jiang Yue at the door, but no Liu Youshui.
This situation surprised both Luoyang and Ye Zi.
Jiang Yue said straight to the point: "My godfather is dealing with the surveillance video matter and doesn't have time to come over, so he asked me to invite Divine Doctor Luo and Miss Ye to come over."
"Okay, I'll take my bag and leave." Ye Zi said.
Luoyang stopped her: "Sister Ye, aren't you going to the company to handle things? I'll just go and you're busy with your business."
Ye Zi was stunned for a moment, but before she could say anything, Luoyang said again.
"Ms. Jiang, let's go. All we need is a doctor."
Jiang Yue glanced at Ye Zi.
Ye Zi understood Luoyang's intention and changed his words: "Then I won't go. You should be careful."
Luoyang nodded.
A black Cullinan was driving on the road.
Jiang Yue drove, and Luoyang sat in the passenger seat.
Caotang Road is congested, and cars worth millions cannot outrun battery-powered cars.
Luoyang closed his eyes and rested his mind, but his mind was full of spells and symbols.
That's the spiritism of ancestral witches.
Until now, Luoyang still feels that this incident is unbelievable. First, Song Meiqi appeared, and then he caught Wang Shunli having an affair with Liang Hong. After the breakup, he stayed at Ye Zi's house, and by chance, he met the mask of his ancestor Ying Ma.
We met.
But is this really a coincidence?
No way of knowing.
Luoyang always felt that there was some mysterious force controlling everything, changing the trajectory of his life.
"Doctor Luo, is it worth it?" Jiang Yue broke the silence in the car.
Luoyang opened his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yue: "What's worth it?"
"Is it worth it for you to help Ye Zi like this?" Jiang Yue completed the sentence.
Luoyang smiled: "What do you want to say?"
Jiang Yue frowned slightly: "Am I speaking a foreign language? Can't you understand?"
"It's not worth it." Luoyang answered her question.
A strange expression appeared on Jiang Yue's face: "Then you still help?"
"I like it." Luoyang said.
Jiang Yue: "..."
Topic death.
The car arrived at Bacheng New District, then entered a recently built high-end community, and finally parked in the ground parking space of a villa.
"We're here, get off the car." Jiang Yue's voice was cold.
Luoyang didn't mind either, got out of the car, and followed her into the villa.
The decoration of this villa is not complicated, it is modern and simple, giving people a refreshing and bright feeling. The furniture and electrical appliances in the living room are all new, and it seems that they have just been renovated.
Liu Youshui was not in the living room.
Luoyang didn't think this was where Liu Youshui lived. First of all, the location of the villa was relatively remote, and secondly, the style and grade of the decoration did not match Liu Youshui's wealth and status.
"My godfather is waiting for you in the second room, go ahead." Jiang Yue said.
Luoyang had more doubts in his heart. Normally, shouldn't the host meet the guests in the living room? What's more, he was a doctor who came to see a doctor, but the patient was waiting for him in the room.
"What are you doing standing still? Go ahead." Jiang Yue urged.
In just one sentence, Luoyang had activated his spiritual power to enhance his spiritual body's super-sensory state. His vision, hearing and sense of smell were instantly raised to a level that was beyond the reach of humans.
"What's the matter with you?" Jiang Yue was a little impatient.
Luoyang glanced at her, and the pores on her skin were clearly visible, and all the smells on her body were also invisible. Her heartbeat and the sound of gastrointestinal motility could also be clearly heard. This was not counting the hidden things on her body.
He knew all the things, such as the mobile phone in his pocket, the car keys and a pack of thin cigarettes, and even the approximate area and pattern of the tattoos on her body!
Obviously, Luoyang's super-sensory state has been enhanced after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy from that mask last night and receiving the memory inheritance left by the founder Ying Ma in that mask. The previous super-sensory state was just sensory enhancement. Now
The sensitivity has also been enhanced and can sense invisible things.
Where the eyes can't see, the senses can supplement it!
Suddenly, Luoyang's eyes moved to Jiang Yue's lower abdomen.
Jiang Yue glared at Luoyang: "What are you looking at me for?"
"Miss Jiang, you have been shot." Luoyang suddenly said.
Jiang Yue was stunned for a moment and said coldly: "How do you know?"
Luoyang pointed to the right side of the lower abdomen near the hip bone, and said calmly: "This place should have been handled poorly at the beginning, so it left a scar, right?"
Jiang Yue's expression changed, and her tone became more fierce: "I asked you how you knew!"
Luoyang did not explain, but walked towards the corridor at the end of the living room.
Jiang Yue took a deep breath before suppressing the urge to catch up and kick Luoyang, but this made her already bulging chest even more bulging, infuriating her.
When entering the corridor, Luoyang glanced at a camera hidden in the wine cabinet out of the corner of his eye, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
There is no doubt that Liu Youshui should be hiding somewhere nearby at this moment, using the surveillance cameras in the villa to watch him.
And what he just did was done deliberately to show Liu Youshui.
The second room arrived.
A scent spreads out from the crack in the door. It is the odor factor of a woman's body odor mixed with perfume. Normal people cannot smell this level of odor factor at all, but for Luoyang, the smell is already very strong.
.He could even tell based on this smell that there were two women in the room and no man.
Luoyang looked back and saw that Jiang Yue was no longer in the living room.
Luoyang looked away, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
The door opened.
There were two women standing at the door. They were both about 1.7 meters tall, with slim waists, long legs, and delicate and good-looking faces. Both women were only about 20 years old, and they didn't wear much clothes. One was in black.
One bikini is paired with suspenders and black stockings, and the other is a red bikini with red suspenders and black stockings. The scenery is everywhere as far as the eye can see. The heat and temptation of youth are as fierce as a tiger.
Before Luoyang could retract his hand from knocking on the door, two girls suddenly came up to him, grabbed his arms one on the left and the other on the right, and dragged him into the room.
"Brother, you are so handsome." The girl in black hanging stockings has little stars in her eyes.
"Brother, Mr. Liu will be here soon. You go inside first and have a rest." The voice of the girl wearing red hanging silk was sweet, gentle and pleasant. This chapter has been completed!