Lei Zi saw that everyone was very involved in this matter, and he felt a little unhappy, and he was also suspicious of Lao San. Judging from his body shape, he did match the strong appearance of the Mongolian people, and the marks on his hands also matched, but Lei Zi
I always feel uneasy, as if a net is coming towards me, but I can't dodge it.
Lei Zi's mood collapsed, and Tang Sancheng said: "You should take medicine, be careful you won't be able to sleep again at night."
These words reminded Lei Zi, what is the situation now? He has to cheer up more and more. Lei Zi punched Tang Sancheng in the stomach without using any force: "You kid, stop teasing me, I tell you,
Even if I don’t need to take medicine, I won’t have any problems.”
He turned around and asked Bai Yi: "What are we going to do next? Didn't you send the third child away just to think hard?"
Let these people see through it, but Bai Yi was also confused and clueless. The evil magic made Bai Yi a little frightened. He asked Tang Sancheng what the evil magic he heard from the generals was. Tang Sancheng thought about it carefully.
, but there was nothing special about it, but he knew some of the origin of this evil spell. He suddenly said: "We are going to find someone, he may have a way to deal with this evil spell."
"Who is he?" Others were a little curious.
"Do you know about the Maoshan sect?" Tang Sancheng said: "When I was practicing before, although I focused on Taoism, I had contact with all sects, and I fell in love with one person especially. He is from the Maoshan sect."
"Maoshan faction." Lei Zi frowned: "Maoshan technique?"
"That's right." Tang Sancheng said: "I think Maoshan Shu may be able to deal with that kind of evil magic. If we can ask him to come over and help, we will have more confidence."
"I heard that Maoshan Shu is mainly about eliminating demons and eradicating demons." Lei Zi disagreed a little: "Doesn't this sound too far-fetched?"
"Maoshan Shu is actually a fusion of Taoism and Buddhism, as well as elements of witchcraft." Tang Sancheng explained: "His powerful magic shows that this person has a very upright mind, otherwise he would not be worthy of possessing such advanced Maoshan Shu."
, it must be right to ask him for help."
"What kind of Tao is this?" Xiao Ning asked curiously: "I have heard of Maoshan Technique, but from what you said, it seems that this thing is also linked to character."
Tang San was a little embarrassed: "I think, after I find him, let him explain the mystery."
Everyone thought there was no problem with Tang Sancheng's suggestion. The unknown magic similar to lowering one's head was indeed bizarre, and multiple helpers were not bad. Tang Sancheng wanted to find his old friend, so he even made a special trip to the mountain, which ordinary people called
Without giving a name, he knew that his old friend would go to the thatched cottage on the mountain every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, which happened to be the fifteenth day every three days. Tang Sancheng did not ask anyone to accompany him and went up the mountain alone, because
The snow was melting after the fall, and the road on the mountain was very slippery. Tang Sancheng had to endure a little hardship before he came to the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, a neatly built thatched hut had some snow that had not completely melted on the top. There was a cup inside.
A burst of hot air rushed out, and Tang San knew that he must be inside.
As soon as he walked to the door, he smelled the fragrance inside. After struggling for a long time up the mountain, Tang Sancheng was already hungry. As soon as he smelled the fragrance, his stomach growled without warning. The people inside heard it and immediately
He laughed: "You are a foodie, you are still the same as before."
"You are still the same. You speak the same way as before. You are straight forward and don't care whether I can bear it or not." Tang Sancheng was not polite. He opened the door and went in. He sat directly beside the fire and looked at the burning wax hanging on it.
I didn't care about the duck legs, so I took one out and stuffed it into my mouth in a hurry: "Wow, it's delicious!"
"How long have you not seen me? Why do you want to come to me?" This man is very fair, very thin, and has thin eyebrows. He is very delicate. He looks like a fairy, as if he doesn't understand the fireworks of the world.
His body is very clean, his hair is very soft, lying on his head obediently, his eyes are slender, he is obviously a man, but it adds a bit of charm.
"I have something to ask for, I'm in trouble." Tang Sancheng omitted some content and focused only on the sorcery. The man listened very carefully and had a curious look on his face. This hit Tang Sancheng's fancy.
After Tang Sancheng finished speaking, he asked him: "Brother Yue Bai, what do you think this kind of evil magic is about?"
"It is said that this head-lowering technique was developed after Gu was introduced to Southeast Asia and combined with local witchcraft. In fact, I know that there is another theory. When Master Tripitaka of the Tang Dynasty went to India to worship Buddha and seek scriptures, when he returned home from the Buddhist scriptures
, passing by the Tongtian River in Annan, that is, the upper reaches of the Meijiang River that flows into Siam, he made a ferry for Turtle and sneaked halfway to the bottom of the river, hoping to kill Tang Monk. Later, although Tang Monk did not die, all the scriptures he asked for sank to the bottom of the river. Fortunately,
The disciples went into the water and fished it out, but only retrieved part of the Mahayana sutras. The rest of the Hinayana prophecies were flowed into Siam by the water and were presented to the Siamese people and presented to the Siamese Monk King. I heard that this prophecy is the current head-lowering technique."
"Prophecy?" Tang Sancheng muttered this word softly: "Brother Yue Bai, if you face the caster of that evil spell, how sure are you that you can win?"
"Unknowable." Yue Bai grabbed a duck leg with his slender fingers and took a small bite. Alas, Tang Sancheng thought Yue Bai was good at everything, but he just didn't like his slow and leisurely look. He was either gentle or polite.
It feels like...it lacks a bit of masculine domineering, and sometimes it looks weird.
Yue Bai suddenly understood: "You really don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Why do you come to me for such a life-and-death matter? I still want to live for a few more years. The source of this kind of evil magic is nothing.
Guess, if the symptoms are not correct, neither you nor I can do anything, are you hit by mistake? This probability is too low, Tang Sancheng, Tang Sancheng, I still want to live for a few more years."
You guessed it, when Tang Sancheng met Yue Bai, he knew that this was a guy who was most afraid of death. He would have palpitations for several days when he saw an ant being trampled to death. But it was such a person who learned the Maoshan Technique.
Be proficient and become the best. This fate is sometimes playing tricks on people!
Tang Sancheng rolled his eyes and stood up to leave. Yue Bai reached out and grabbed him: "What are you doing?"
"You said you're not interested anymore, and you're not willing to help me with this, so of course I have to leave." Tang Sancheng said, "I haven't seen you in the past few years, and you're still not curious at all, so I'm here in vain."
Yue Bai really enjoyed the feeling of being needed. He hadn't enjoyed it for a while yet. Tang Sancheng was about to leave. Yue Bai grabbed Tang Sancheng and said, "If you have something to say, please tell me. Why are you so impatient?"
"You don't want to help and are afraid of death. What else can I do? I might be able to get through it if I support you. It doesn't have to be your Maoshan Technique." Tang Sancheng took Yue Bai's weak spot and said: "One word
, to go, or not to go?”
"Go." Yue Bai said angrily: "Such a rare evil magic, I would like to know who is better at it."
You know, how can a arrogant person not be tempted, especially knowing that there is such a rare evil magic in the world? At this moment, Tang Sancheng felt like Bai Yi was upper body.