But it was said that after Wucha took out these things, he took out a piece of oak wood, then took a wolf-hair brush and dipped it in cinnabar and wrote Lin Anqi's birth date on it.
After doing this, Wucha took out the carving knife again and muttered something in his mouth, while he started carving with the knife like flying. After a few minutes, Wucha's words in his mouth suddenly stopped, and in his hand
The little puppet is also fully carved.
Ye Huang next to him couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he looked at the puppet in Wucha's hand. Although the oak wood was only as thick as the mouth of a cup, Wucha carved it in a few minutes. She and Lin Anqi were very similar to each other.
The resemblance.
"Haha, let me make you laugh. This thing is used to deceive the caster. The purpose is to hide the secret. I remember when I was young, someone in Yanjing asked my grandfather to make it. The puppets carved by my grandfather from oak wood looked like real people.
, the spell did not feel stagnant at all. That time, the sky in the entire Northeast became chaotic because of my grandfather’s spell, and there were bursts of thunder, as if the end was coming. Because of that incident, that Yan Jing
The old man lived a few more years, but my grandfather also violated the destiny and lost his longevity. Otherwise, with my grandfather's ability, it would not be a problem to live to ninety."
"It's a pity that I don't have enough skills. Now I can only do this one step. But we are not hiding from God, but deceiving people. This is enough." When talking about his grandfather's glorious history, Wucha's face showed
There was a hint of solemn reverence.
"Uncle Wumo's magic skills are so profound that ordinary people cannot compare with them. I am afraid that there are only a few people in the entire Huaxia Kingdom who want to use the pen wheel. As his grandson, you have reached this point in a few months.
You are already quite good, so there is no need to underestimate yourself. Besides, you are only in your twenties now. As long as you work hard, you will one day reach the heights of uncle. For now, let’s deceive that bastard first.”
Ye Huang spoke calmly, but his expression had already changed drastically when he heard what Wucha had just said about his grandfather.
If it had been a month ago, Ye Huang would not have been so shocked, and even the shock would not have been as strong as it is now. However, when he returned to Yanjing a few days ago, one thing his grandfather said made Ye Huang now.
Understand the true power of Uncle Wumo.
In what Wu Cha just described, the old man from Yanjing was none other than Grandpa Deng, the "chief engineer" of China's reform and opening up who had passed away some years ago.
As we all know, Mr. Deng lived for ninety-three years, which is the longest among a group of elders of the Republic. In addition to Mr. Deng’s own reasons, part of the reasons are some unknown and unknown reasons.
Secrets admitted.
And Uncle Wumo concealed secrets from Mr. Deng, and defying the will of God to continue his life was one of them.
From some information obtained from his grandfather, Ye Huang vaguely learned that at the end of 1996, Mr. Deng's health had already begun to deteriorate, and Mr. Deng's only wish before his death was to go to Hong Kong to see and see it in person.
Set foot on this land that has been away from the motherland for many years.
It was also at this opportunity that Uncle Wumo was found by the relevant departments and wanted to use strange and strange methods to delay the loss of Mr. Deng's life.
However, extending one's life against the will of heaven is a matter of breaking the destiny and being punished by God. Although Uncle Wumo successfully cast a spell and extended Mr. Deng's life for some time.
But there is always a certain destiny, and some things cannot be reversed at will. In the end, Mr. Deng still left the world early with infinite regrets. In this change of destiny, Uncle Wumo paid
The price is nearly five years of life.
Of course, when his grandfather told him all this, there was a hint of suspicion in it, but now that it was confirmed, Ye Huang felt that this matter was probably very close.
For a time, Ye Huang had more respect for the mystery of shamanism.
Any historical heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years and has not been lost has its own unknown mystery.
"I still have confidence in deceiving the magician. The Eastern gadgets are all the poorest tricks of the Chinese nation. They are always trying to be clever at the expense of the weakest. After all, it will never become a big deal." Wucha snorted with contempt, and then said
The carved puppet was placed on Lin Anqi's forehead.
After placing the puppets, Wucha pasted the talismans prepared in advance all over Lin Anqi's body. While pasting these talismans, Wucha still kept singing a tune that even Ye Huang could not understand.
Lin Baoguo looked confused, but Ye Huang had a solemn look on his face.
Because he could see that as the chanting deepened, the aura on Wucha's body weakened significantly. In other words, these chants were not just random shouting like those so-called Taoist priests, but had special meaning.
This continued for more than half an hour, and Lin Baoguo's legs and feet were a little stiff. Wucha's chanting still did not end. The long chanting had made Wucha sweat profusely, as if he had just taken a bath.
Next to him, although Ye Huang looked anxious, he did not dare to act rashly. He knew how serious the consequences of the backlash of the spell would be. It was just like practicing internal skills and going crazy. It was no different.
Ye Huang could still keep his composure, but Lin Baoguo couldn't. He walked a few steps and wanted to go up and ask.
He has been talking about it for half an hour, but his granddaughter has not responded for a long time. It is strange that he is not in a hurry.
But before he could step forward, Ye Huang had already pulled Lin Baoguo back.
"Ye Huang, what on earth is going on? Why can't it happen?" Where we were at the door, Lin Baoguo had just said that he believed in Wu Cha 100%, but now he couldn't help but mutter.
"Grandpa Lin, Wu Cha is performing a spell. That's what this thing is like. If you come forward to disturb me, not only An Qi won't be able to save him, but Wu Cha will also get involved. You'd better just watch it honestly. If you can't, you
Just go down and prepare the supplements, I'll see if anything happens to you here."
"It takes such a long time. I don't think those Taoist priests need to do this?"
"Then Emperor Ye wants to ask you, have those Taoist practices ever worked?"
When Emperor Ye asked this, Lin Baoguo immediately stood on the spot. His eyes were stunned for a moment, and then returned to the expectant look just now.
"I understand! Ye Huang, it's Grandpa Lin who is impatient. I won't disturb you anymore. Ye Huang, An Qi will get rid of you." After patting Ye Huang on the shoulder, Lin Baoguo was afraid that he couldn't help it again, so he turned around and left.
Upstairs.
As soon as Lin Baoguo left, Ye Huang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This old man is too impatient. If something unknown happens to Lin Anqi later, Wucha may be harmed.
