Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but glance at Du Weiguo secretly. At this time, he had a cigarette in his mouth and his expression was indifferent.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this is not a human at all!
Du Weiguo is now wandering on the line of life and death almost every day, his eyes are rising rapidly, and he only glanced at Uncle Jiu's expression.
He had probably guessed part of Uncle Jiu's thoughts. He blew out a puff of smoke that was like a long arrow, and his tone was a little dull:
"Uncle Jiu, you saw me jumping around, but in fact I was not unscathed. I was attacked. This girl had some weird abilities. She turned a chrysanthemum before she died.
From then on, until now, I have felt an indescribable chill in my body, although this feeling is not strong.
But it is very stubborn and disgusting. It stays in my body and won't leave! That's why I swam here overnight to ask for your advice."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's brows immediately frowned, and his thick long eyebrows were like dragons and phoenixes! His face also became solemn.
Pulling up Du Weiguo's arm, Uncle Jiu put his index and middle fingers together, dipped a little incense ash in the incense burner of the shrine, and gently placed it on Du Weiguo's veins.
Uncle Jiu's fingers were very special. The index finger was very long, almost flush with his middle finger. Uncle Jiu was calm and composed, and Du Weiguo quietly let him play with it.
After a while, Uncle Jiu let go of Du Weiguo's wrist, patted the ashes on his hand, and his voice became a little solemn:
"You said it was a woman who performed the magic? And you also turned the chrysanthemum. Young man, did you see clearly? What color is the chrysanthemum? Did the petals fall off when you turned it?"
Du Weiguo's eyes sparkled. Sure enough, Uncle Ninth is Uncle Ninth. He never disappoints people, and all his questions are on point.
He nodded gently and his tone was unusually calm:
"Well, it was indeed a woman. She was spinning a yellow chrysanthemum, and before I killed her, two petals fell off!"
"are you sure?"
"Yeah! Sure."
Du Weiguo answered very firmly. After hearing this, Uncle Jiu took a deep look at Du Weiguo, his expression relaxed, and he let out a long breath:
"Huang Ju, that's okay. If only two petals fell off, then her Soul Capturing Technique must have been interrupted by Qian Shengsheng before it was completed!
This soul-catching technique is their specialty, the Nine-Chrysanthemum Technique, as the name suggests, requires the dropping of a nine-petal chrysanthemum.
However, the process of performing this spell is usually very fast. You can interrupt her when she only has two pieces of her cast off, which is really amazing!"
Hearing Uncle Jiu's compliment, Du Weiguo felt a little guilty. He took advantage of the opportunity to put out the cigarette butt and curled his lips in an inconspicuous manner.
To be honest, Du Weiguo actually took a little too much risk today, the moment he confronted that woman from the Jiuju clan.
He should use blinking as soon as possible, or directly use a gun to kill that evil Japanese old woman.
After Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt, he didn't see an ashtray in the room, so he put the cigarette butt into his pocket.
Seeing his move, the admiration in Uncle Jiu's eyes became even heavier, but then dimmed again, and he inevitably felt a little regretful in his heart.
A person like Du Weiguo must have a dragon in the sky and travel all over the world. It is absolutely impossible for him to stay on Lantau Island and learn Taoism from him.
Du Weiguo didn't notice the change in Uncle Jiu's expression. After putting away the cigarette butt, he asked softly:
"Uncle Jiu, according to you, her spell was interrupted by me, so what's going on with the coldness in my body now?"
Uncle Jiu suppressed all his thoughts at this time, calmed down his expression, rubbed his fingers gently, and said in a low tone:
"Well, the cold feeling you mentioned is probably because you were marked by her, but she is dead now.
Therefore, this mark can only be slowly worn away by time, and there is nothing I can do about it.
However, although I can't do anything about the mark of Jiuju Sect, I can help you get rid of this discomfort!"
Du Weiguo touched it, then smiled and nodded:
"Uncle Jiu, I'm sorry for you, as long as I can get rid of this uncomfortable feeling, as for this Laoshizi mark.
Anyway, she is already a dead person, she was beaten to ashes by me, hey! Am I still afraid that she will survive and bite me? It doesn’t matter!”
Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu just sighed softly and hesitated to speak, but after thinking about it, he did not speak after all.
He actually wanted to tell Du Weiguo that the elder masters of the Jiuju sect and the head sect could also sense this mark, which was equivalent to having a mortal feud with the Jiuju sect from now on.
However, Uncle Jiu was also an old man in the world, and he had an insight into world affairs. He knew in his heart that this dragon crossing the river, who was like a god descending from the earth, must have something to do when he came to Hong Kong Island.
And without even thinking about it, it must be an earth-shattering event, and he will most likely return to the mainland of China soon.
That's why this mysterious young man's acting style is so decisive and ruthless, a very typical way of cutting through trouble with a quick knife!
In China, there are countless hermits. Just like the crucian carp crossing the river, these Japanese monks will never dare to cross the thunder pond.
Once he returned to the inland, he would definitely return to the sea, safe and sound, so Uncle Jiu did not continue to be verbose.
Uncle Jiu brought Du Weiguo to the shrine at home and took out a red sandalwood wooden box from the compartment under the shrine.
Opening the wooden box, the elegant scent of sandalwood immediately penetrated into his nose. Du Weiguo's slightly groggy head couldn't help but be shaken. This was a scent box.
Uncle Jiu carefully took out three sandalwood sticks and placed them gently on the altar table of the shrine. He also took out a dark yellow talisman paper painted with cinnabar from the lower compartment.
Uncle Jiu picked up the yellow talisman, clasped his hands together, gently held the talisman paper between his hands, and then silently bowed three times to the shrine.
Then he made a very unique gesture with his fingers, held the talisman paper between his fingers, and muttered something in his mouth, and the yellow talisman suddenly ignited without fire.
Uncle Jiu looked solemn at this time, lit the three incense sticks with the talisman fire, and then gently inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner in the order of one long and two short.
Fine incense burns very quickly, especially the long incense in the middle, which is obviously much faster than the other two short incense sticks!
After bowing to the incense burner three more times, Uncle Jiu picked up a small incense scissor in front of the shrine, picked it up gently, and pricked his left index finger.
Then Uncle Jiu squeezed out a few drops of blood from the wound, muttered a few words in his mouth, and at the same time took the longest burning incense head from the incense burner.
Then he rubbed it with his fingers, and the hot incense ash immediately turned into powder and fell into the palm of his hand. Uncle Jiu gently mixed the blood and the incense ash.
Then Uncle Jiu dipped his fingers into the mixture and drew a thunder talisman on Du Weiguo's eyebrows.
It's amazing to say that as soon as he finished drawing the talisman, Du Weiguo suddenly felt an inexplicable heat spreading from the center of his eyebrows to his feet.
The annoying chill that had been lingering in the body before was instantly wiped away, and I immediately felt relaxed and refreshed!
Good guy, Uncle Jiu took action, and it was really immediate and magical. One thing brought down another thing!
If you don’t agree with me, Uncle Jiu when he started this business, he definitely had a calm temperament, no anger and self-power, and the demeanor of a master.
Although Du Weiguo didn't understand the principle of Uncle Jiu's business, he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.
At this time, Du Weiguo felt comfortable all over. Uncle Jiu must have finished his work. He bowed sincerely and thanked him sincerely:
"Thank you Uncle Jiu for your help!"
Uncle Jiu was already sweating on his busy forehead. He gently patted the ashes on his hands and said in a pleased tone:
"Okay, little brother, it's okay now. You're welcome. Your physique is extremely strong, and your destiny is even more frightening.
Even if you have some vicious resentment without the help of my Qi Qi, you will be able to recover within a few days at most without any medicine!"
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo knew that Uncle Jiu was being polite and said that he would not thank you for his kindness, so he just smiled and said nothing.
At this time, Du Weiguo bent down and pulled out a bunch of black rope with a faint metallic luster from the cowhide travel bag he brought.
When he took out the rope, Du Weiguo discovered very sensitively that the two short incense burners in the incense burner in front of the shrine had changed instantly.
In the past, the short incense burned slowly and slowly, and the smoke curled upward, but now it burned violently, and the smoke also floated towards the direction of the rope. The scene was very strange!
Before Du Weiguo could speak, Uncle Jiu frowned, took a step back in fear, took a breath of air, and his tone became a little excited:
"Hiss! This is, this is the Nine Nether Ghost Lock! Did you get this thing from the woman who controlled the corpse?"
"Nine Nether Ghost Lock~"
Du Weiguo repeated this domineering name, smacked it secretly, and nodded calmly:
"That's right, Uncle Jiu, this thing is the main weapon of that Japanese woman from the Jiuju sect. It's really very strong and very evil.
It seems that it can be long or short, and except for the small Tang Dao that you drew the charm on for me, other weapons can't stop cutting at all!
I think this thing is quite magical and seems to be of some use, so I brought it here and asked you to give me some advice. Can this thing be used?"
Uncle Jiu's eyes flickered at this time. It was obvious that he was still somewhat wary of this rope, and he took a deep breath.
Looking at the Jiuyou Ghost Lock in Du Weiguo's hand with a solemn expression, Uncle Jiu frowned deeply, pondered for a while, and spoke in a very solemn tone:
"Jiuyou Ghost Institute, this thing is one of the three major treasures of the Jiuju sect. It is famous and very powerful.
At the same time, it is also an extremely evil sect. It is usually only the previous sect masters of the Jiuju Sect who are in charge of it. Hiss! Then that Japanese woman you killed last night.
Since she uses yellow chrysanthemum, she must not be the sect leader. All the previous sect leaders of Jiuju Sect have used white chrysanthemum.
But she also has the Nine Nether Ghost Lock in her hand, so she is most likely a direct relative of the sect owner, either his daughter or his wife.
Young man, you should leave Hong Kong Island as soon as possible. If you really lure the master of the Jiuju Sect to Hong Kong Island, even if you are extremely skilled, you may be able to survive or even win the battle alone, but~~"
Uncle Jiu's tone was unusually solemn. He did not continue speaking, but Du Weiguo fully understood what he meant.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. If the master of the Laoshizi Jiuju Sect is really recruited to Hong Kong Island, according to the evil nature of the Jiuju Sect, it will definitely affect ordinary people.
You know, this is bullshit Jiuju. Its main skill is to control the walking dead, similar to the legendary necromancer.
If these guys really came out in full force and formed a group to wreak havoc on Hong Kong Island, it would be shuddering to think about it!
Du Weiguo frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, weighed the heavy Jiuyou Lock in his hand, nodded, and his tone was unusually calm:
"I understand what you mean. Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I will return to China as soon as possible. By the way, since this thing is so evil, it will be ruined!"
Uncle Jiu looked solemn, glanced at the dark, shimmering rope in Du Weiguo's hand again, and sighed.
Uncle Jiu shook his head gently, his tone a bit sad:
"Oh, Jiuyou Guisuo, although this object is extremely evil and the production method is extremely bloody and cruel, it is indeed very magical. It is a pity to destroy it like this.
There is no good or evil in the weapon itself. You are righteous and evil, and these Nine Nethers are locked in your hands. They should follow you to punish evil and promote good, which can be regarded as atonement!"
Upon hearing this, the corners of Du Weiguo's mouth suddenly lifted slightly and his eyebrows raised, like a sword being unsheathed!
At 1 o'clock in the morning, near the University of Hong Kong, the bright moon hangs high tonight and the sky is filled with stars. This is the time when everything is completely silent.
In the courtyard of the secluded small villa that Miss Huo arranged for Du Weiguo, a strong figure fell from the sky very unexpectedly.
This time, Du Weiguo didn't appear by relying on his flickering skills. He just used the Nine Nether Ghost Lock to swing in.
In Du Weiguo's hands, this thing has extremely powerful physical strength, which is equivalent to Spider-Man's spider silk, very cool and practical.
Uncle Jiu has helped him subdue it, no, to be precise, he should have re-refined the chain and removed the mark of the original owner.
The process of re-sacrifice cannot be described, but the result is that Du Weiguo obtained another extremely sharp artifact.
In fact, the Nine Nether Ghost Lock had already appeared in China during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. At that time, it had a more grand name:
"Fairy cable"!
I don’t know what material this chain is made of. It’s dark, neither gold nor rope, and weighs about 5 pounds.
It is usually only about 4 meters long, but it can extend to more than 20 meters at its longest. It shrinks to less than 1 meter at its extreme. It is extremely tough. Except for special magic weapons, ordinary swords and axes cannot be broken.
Moreover, the two ends of the Nine Nether Ghost Lock are extremely sharp spikes, which can easily pierce through masonry, tiles, bamboo and wood, not to mention the mortal body.
It can be used offensively or defensively, it can be long or short, it is as tough as gold, and it is not afraid of water or fire. Duanduan is a good treasure!
In fact, in addition to the Jiuyou Ghost Lock, the Little Tang Dao in Du Weiguo's hand was also upgraded. Uncle Jiu carved two talismans on the body of the Little Tang Dao.
One side is the blazing sun talisman, and the other side is the evil-destroying talisman. When used against normal people, the Xiao Tang Dao is just an extremely sharp blade.
But when it comes to dealing with evil things, monsters, or even mountain spirits, this is the most powerful, powerful, and strong magical weapon.
For a coward like Huang Cuihua, she had to kneel down as soon as the Xiao Tang Dao, which had been upgraded to a magical weapon, was revealed!
Scared to the point of peeing!
The supernatural story is finally over, Uncle Nine is temporarily offline!
By the way, whether you like it or not, I really like Uncle Jiu!