When the white-faced and beardless middle-aged man saw the jade pure bottle wrapped in dense talismans in Xue Cheng's hand, there was still a little smile on his face.
Every year, there are many reports about witchcraft and so on. After all, this is the key target of the superiors. Once it is confirmed to be a real witchcraft, the reporter can get extremely generous rewards.
Therefore, all kinds of suspected cases of witchcraft are reported to the police. Among the hundreds of cases reported every year, ninety-nine are basically false. Most of the similar suspected cases are the stuff of small families who are not popular.
And after tearing apart the talisman layer by layer, opening the mouth of the bottle and taking a look inside, the smile on the white-faced, beardless middle-aged man instantly disappeared and turned serious.
He quickly sealed the mouth of the bottle and tied it twice with a red rope. He turned his head and looked at Xue Cheng, who still looked a little nervous. He squeezed out a signature smile on his face, but it looked a little nervous.
stiff.
"This...this Baihu..."
"In Xia Jiangnan West Road, Jiujiang County, Zhennansi Jinyi Guards House, Xue Cheng, a hundred households."
Xue Cheng clasped his fists in a salute and reported all the relevant job titles.
He had already recognized the person's identity, and he was convinced that he was from Dongchang.
Only people from Dongchang can be fair-faced and have a shrill voice.
Nominally, Dongchang and Jinyiwei belong to the same level of organization, but in fact, the appointment of the commander of Jinyiwei needs to be handwritten by the eunuch Bingbi of Dongchang.
Therefore, in many cases, Jinyiwei was restricted to Dongchang.
Of course, the commander of the Jin Yiwei is not subject to this restriction, but the other Jin Yiwei still have to take a look at Dongchang's face.
"Where did this thing come from?"
"This morning..."
Xue Chengzai carefully described what happened this morning in considerable detail without adding any exaggeration and only describing the facts clearly.
The eunuch from the East Factory didn't look impatient and listened carefully all the time.
Occasionally, he would interject and ask about the specific situation. Of course, the man in the iron mask had never appeared in this. After understanding the general situation, the Dongchang eunuch suddenly said: "I wonder if Xue Baihu has anyone to suspect?"
Xue Cheng paused and said: "It may be related to the underground demon incident in Jianyi and the recently arrested gang master Xue Dao..."
"Can you tell me more about it?"
The eunuch from Dongchang had a very kind attitude and gently explained to Xue Cheng the types of poisonous insects in his hand.
"This is a mind-controlling voodoo. After being swallowed by someone, it will control the person's mind. Once the person controlling this voodoo takes action, the person being controlled will have no way to resist. All thoughts will be controlled by it, like a walking puppet.
Therefore, it is also called puppet Gu."
Xue Cheng couldn't help but shudder as he listened. He was in awe and fear of the poison in the bottle.
"Xue Baihu was able to let the opponent use such a poisonous insect. He probably forced the opponent to the point of desperation, so he took this strategy. From this point of view, Xue Baihu's talent is truly wonderful."
"Don't dare! Thanks to my colleagues and subordinates for their help, and thanks to Daxia's cultivation."
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"Candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick, sour and sweet candied haws on a stick, appetizing and good for the spleen, a bunch only costs five cents."
"The best white radish is big and juicy. Eating radish in winter and eating ginger in summer is better than ginseng stewed in chicken soup."
"Big crucian carp, freshly caught big crucian carp, used to stew soup, it is white and thick."
Walking in the vegetable market in Jiujiang County, Zhang Mingtu suddenly felt the billowing breath of red dust blowing against his face.
The whole person was cheered up and somewhat energetic.
Looking into the future from the Book of Life and Death still puts great pressure on Zhang Mingtu's soul, so he needs to feel more of the worldly atmosphere and absorb more of the human fireworks.
Therefore, Zhang Mingtu specially came to the vegetable market to visit, see the various aspects of life, and taste the various tastes of the world. Only in this way can he become more popular.
Although after practicing, his power became more and more powerful and he became less and less human, Zhang Mingtu did not feel that he was separated from ordinary people. He did not feel that he needed to be superior, nor did he feel that he needed to really draw a clear line with these people.
.
Then he wouldn't be who he is.
Walking in this busy vegetable market, Zhang Mingtu felt a sensation all over his body.
People were coming and going on the street, and Zhang Mingtu even saw a knight dressed in a knight's costume, carrying a long sword on his back and wearing a bamboo hat on his head. He was carrying a fish in his left hand and a bundle of vegetables in his right hand.
He just swayed forward, and his back looked full of the temperament of a knight-errant, aloof and cold, with the demeanor of a master of martial arts.
Walking to the front, you can see a fish in his left hand and a bundle of vegetables in his right hand, which makes people laugh. The world and the world are perfectly integrated.
Such a strange outfit made Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but look at him twice.
At this moment, Zhang Mingtu felt a little relaxed.
I suddenly felt that this state was much better than before.
Wandering in the vegetable market, looking at the many people coming and going, Zhang Mingtu felt relaxed and at the same time felt a little lonely.
"Am I really right to do this? Can I really fight against everyone on my own? Do I need to unite more people?"
Countless thoughts were flashing in his mind, and Zhang Mingtu was still a little confused about the way forward.
But looking at the simply dressed Jianghu people, he felt a little more confident.
"Martial arts practitioners all feel that they are superior and equal and different from ordinary people, but not everyone holds this idea. I only need to pursue it and let those who share the same goals follow the same path as me."
"Even if many people don't follow my ideas, it won't have any impact. As long as I am strong enough, my martial arts ideas can be carried through and no one can resist."
After several previous experiences, Zhang Mingtu deeply understood that the path he wanted to take before would not work. The power of martial arts masters in this world was beyond imagination.
After he became a master, he was treated with courtesy wherever he went.
Of course, if you want to truly change the overall situation, a simple martial arts master is not enough. Only by becoming a unique legendary level in martial arts can a strong person truly change the world.
"Martial Saint..."
As his eyes flashed, Zhang Mingtu couldn't help clenching his fists.
Having had the experience of becoming a Martial Saint on the way, Zhang Mingtu clearly knew how powerful a Martial Saint was. As long as a Martial Saint-level figure wanted to, he could directly create a huge clan.
And now he has embarked on a very broad road. Even though there will be many mistakes and losses on his road, he is not afraid. He has a book of life and death and can avoid many detours.
"Although I did not have martial arts in my last life, I can learn from many experiences and lessons from history. Many experiences can be grafted into this world. I am not afraid of being acclimatized. What is important is that little bit of creativity and aura. As long as I can find a way, there will be success."
Don’t be afraid of some mistakes.”
After a deduction came back and the current problems that needed to be solved were solved, Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but think about the key to the future again.
"The years of Taiping in Daxia have been too long. Too often, it was too chaotic and not flexible enough. It has reached the end of a dynasty, and ferocious reforms must be carried out. Otherwise, under the last light, everyone will be destroyed.
Bigger changes have to be made.”
Thinking of the light that destroyed the heaven and earth at the end, and the martial saint-level figures who rushed towards that light one after another like moths to the flame, Zhang Mingtu felt pain in his heart, and at the same time he felt deeply regretful.
Everyone's power is scattered together. Each figure of the Martial Saint level has his own thoughts and is not under the control of the imperial court. At the last moment, many powers cannot be brought together.
If necessary, Zhang Mingtu felt that he would try something.
"My average strength has been getting stronger and stronger, pushing it higher step by step. The next thing I have to do is to try to be stronger and at the same time coordinate more power to change what I want to change..."
"More detailed plans can be made..."
The vendors around him were still yelling and going about their business as much as possible, but Zhang Mingtu's mind had already flown nine days away.
"My thinking is still too limited and I need to be bolder."
"You can even directly announce that the light will destroy the world soon, in order to force many characters to unite..."
Zhang Mingtu feels that this method is also a last resort. If one's own strength is not strong enough, it is possible to use this method to force many characters to unite. After all, in today's era, various interest groups are mixed. If they are not strong enough,
external force.
There are nineteen states in Daxia, and each state has its own ideas.
Each state has deep-rooted interest groups, corresponding aristocratic families, and top martial arts sects. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for these people to work together to fight against unknown destructive factors.
When the Beidi Border Gate invaded, there were indeed knowledgeable people who traveled thousands of miles to the Arctic Border Gate to fight against the foreign enemies, but after all, the system was not fragmented and messy, and this passion could only flow in vain.
Figures like Qi Guangji and Yu Zhifu will also appear in the southeastern coastal area one after another, but in general, many people choose to be wise and wise to protect themselves. After all, a thousand-year-old family and a century-old dynasty, this sentence is a theorem.
"The current situation is still not irreversible. There are many opportunities..."
"Daxia is so huge, and its accumulation is so rich. I don't know the dead martial saints among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, the complete Tai Chi Bagua array, the peaks on the hanging mountains that will never fall..."
Zhang Mingtu lit up the hope in his heart bit by bit, but the consecutive rounds of failures also cast a layer of gloom in his heart, and he had to cheer himself up.
But he felt that light would eventually come. Just like in the previous life, there had been the darkest period, but everything could be changed.
The blood will not flow in vain, and all the efforts will eventually be rewarded.