This is a curse, and ordinary people cannot escape it at all, unless they are practitioners of the law.
"Look at your arm, isn't it already marked? This means the curse has begun." Chen Yu pointed at his arm and said.
Uncle Qi quickly looked at his arm, and sure enough, he saw a colorful mark on his arm. This symbol was very strange, like a hell demon being sealed on his arm.
"This is the mark of a curse. Generally speaking, they have a lot of this kind of thing in Egypt. Once the mark turns red, the person must die." Chen Yu looked at the mark on his arm and explained.
: "So you can take care of yourself."
"Mr. Chen, you have to save me." Uncle Qi cried in fright. He was afraid of death. Although he had been buried in various tombs since he was young, it was precisely because of this that he developed the character of being afraid of death.
He had just escaped from the zombie den, and before he had time to rejoice, his head turned around and it became like this again. What should he do?
"Tell me a reason to save you? I have already saved you once." Chen Yu smiled slightly and said: "After saving you once, you owe me two lives. If you can convince me, I will think about you now.
Method."
"Mr. Chen, as long as you save me once, I and the disciples of my lineage will all obey you. Are you going to Japan? There, my people can become your connections." Qi Shu
He has a strong desire to survive, and he does have quite a status in Chinatown over there in the East.
"Oh, I really want to go to Fusang, so according to what you said, I have to save you." Chen Yu pondered for a moment, and indeed, he didn't know how long he would stay in Fusang, and he was really unfamiliar with that place.
It would be best if someone really does things for you.
"Mr. Chen, I can do a lot of things. I can find out information. As long as it is the information you want, I guarantee that I can help you find it. And I am always familiar with the Chinese people there. You go to Fusang,
I must be on business, so please save me." Uncle Qi tried his best to show his importance.
He looked at Chen Yu nervously, fearing that Chen Yu would shake his head.
But Chen Yu thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "Okay, I have to break this curse anyway, and I'll save your life by the way."
"Thank you Mr. Chen, you saved me twice, my life is yours." Uncle Qi couldn't help but feel overjoyed, and his hanging heart finally settled in his stomach.
"Let's go back." Chen Yu said.
"Go back...where?" Uncle Qi was a little confused.
"The place where the Red Queen appears." Chen Yu glanced at him.
"Go back, go back?" Uncle Qi's scalp was numb. Wouldn't he die if he went back?
"If you don't go back to find her, how will the curse be lifted? Do you still want to lift the curse on you?" Chen Yu said speechlessly.
"I think...then...Mr. Chen, let's go back together." Uncle Qi gritted his teeth. Now that things have happened, he can only go back with Chen Yu.
He took Chen Yu and continued to walk back according to the escape route.
Along the way, he carefully put down various talismans to avoid disturbing things here.
"This talisman from your lineage is quite practical and is a must-have for the tomb." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"These are all good things left by our ancestors." Uncle Qi said quickly: "This thing is indeed very useful, and because of this talisman, we usually don't disturb the things in the tomb when we go down to the tomb, and we come in quietly.
Come quietly and leave quietly, so in comparison, our casualties are the least."
"It's no wonder that your Touching Gold lineage has several branches. You have quite a lot of disciples." Chen Yu nodded: "How many disciples do you have now?"
"Back to Mr. Chen, I have sixteen direct disciples who run several antique shops in Fuso's Chinatown. They are now older. After my eldest son died in an accident a few years ago, I have given up on gold.
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Uncle Qi sighed slightly and said: "Now my youngest son is in charge of the family business. Originally, I wanted to provide for my old age, but I didn't expect that I would be found by a barbaric person. I had no choice but to follow him."
"Did the eldest son have any accident?" Chen Yu asked.
"He... is arrogant. Originally, I didn't want my sons to inherit my ability to fight upside down, but he insisted on learning. Originally, he had a good talent, but when he got off work, he met another group of people and got into a fight." Qi.
Uncle's voice was deep.
"Life and death are matters of fate, don't be too sad, let's go." Chen Yu sighed slightly.
"Yes, yes, life and death matter." Uncle Qi nodded quickly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then continued to walk forward with Chen Yu.
"Mr. Chen, are you a Dharma practitioner?" Uncle Qi asked on the road.
"You have already seen it, what's the point of asking these questions?" Chen Yu said with a faint smile: "Yes, I am a Dharma practitioner."
"Sure enough, I see that Mr. Chen has a great appearance and extraordinary skills. He is definitely a Dharma practitioner. I, Li Qizhen, am lucky enough to meet someone like Mr. Chen." Uncle Qi was simply surprised and happy.
.
He knew about the existence of Dharma practitioners and had encountered them before, but he had never had the opportunity to interact with them. After all, most Dharma practitioners looked aloof and thought they were no one else.
It's really hard to meet people like Chen Yu who are willing to rescue people and are easy to deal with, so he feels that he is quite lucky this time, at least he can meet someone like Chen Yu.
"Don't flatter me, it's useless." Chen Yu said with a faint smile: "You should worry about the curse on yourself first."
"With Mr. Chen here, these problems really don't matter anymore." Uncle Qi said flatteringly.
He said this from the bottom of his heart. Indeed, after confirming Chen Yu's identity as a cultivator, he felt relieved. After all, in his eyes, cultivators were sacrosanct and inviolable existences.
Chen Yu didn't say anything. He knew that Uncle Qi was a philistine and it would be useless no matter how much he talked to him. The top priority now was to find Ye Er first.
On the other side, Ye Er watched helplessly as more than two hundred of his subordinates were drained of their energy and spirit and turned into mummies one by one.
And that beautiful woman, with blond hair and blue eyes, made these mummies come alive with just a move of her hands and feet, becoming her dead warrior.
More than 200 loyal private soldiers, under his helpless expression, became someone else's dead soldiers. This was the most unacceptable situation for him.
He held a gun tightly in his hand and stared at the woman in front of him, his heart filled with hatred.
"Are you not convinced?" This woman is naturally the Red Queen. Even though she has been dead for hundreds of years, her beauty has not diminished at all.