"Please be patient for a moment, there will be a way to save you soon." Knowing that Wang Zhi must have no hope of surviving at this moment, Ye Huang quickly comforted him and strode out of the room.
"It's not a head-lowering technique, it's not something from the East at all." As soon as he left the house, Ye Huang's face immediately turned gloomy.
"If it's not something from the East, what is it?" the monk and others asked in unison.
"It's Western black magic, something similar to witchcraft. I don't know the details clearly. In short, you know that it is a very evil thing." Ye Huang said solemnly.
"No wonder I haven't been able to figure it out. Wang Zhi doesn't look like he's been possessed by a poison, nor does he look like he's been poisoned. There's no way he can do anything about it." Wucha shook his head, and his brows widened when Ye Huang said this.
"Is there any way to cure it?" It's not important to know what it is, what's important is whether it can be cured.
"There should be no problem. Things like black magic are not uncommon in the West. Some holy objects left over from Christianity and Catholicism have a strong restraint effect on these dark spells. I have encountered them several times in the West over the years.
"Ye Huang smiled and replied.
"But where can I find some holy objects?" The monk had a wry smile on his face. Chinese people believe in ghosts and gods quite a lot, but they don't seem to be very useful. As for Catholicism and Christianity, there are churches in Chongqing, but those are not that old.
, are the things inside useful?
"It doesn't matter, someone has this thing." Ye Huang smiled mysteriously, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yuri's number.
Although Yuri was said to be a staff member of the Holy Court stationed in Chongqing, Emperor Ye knew that this boy was also an antique collector in private, and he had all the bad stuff from the West.
And things like sacred objects in Christianity are impossible for Yuri, who firmly believes in Orthodox Christianity.
After the call was connected, Ye Huang directly named his purpose. The latter was shocked at first when he heard that black magic had appeared in Chongqing, but he quickly agreed to Ye Huang's request.
In the Middle Ages, the Crusades were popular in the West to eradicate so-called demons, witches and other heretics. This was equivalent to the Buddhist and Taoist sects in the East. Conquering demons and eliminating demons was a matter of accumulating public morality.
In Yuri's eyes, Emperor Ye asking him to use the sacred weapon to save people was also a way to accumulate good results.
After calling Yuri, Ye Huang turned around and said.
"You don't have to stand here anymore. Except for the emperor and Wucha, everyone can go do their own thing."
Seeing Ye Huang say that Xu Ke and others knew that they could not help here, and business was booming tonight, so they took the people downstairs.
"Sir, what should we do with those two people? Are they still parked in the warehouse?" Although Wang Zhi's life might be saved, the other two were not so lucky.
"Inform their families, and each family will be given one million yuan as a consolation fee. You can handle the aftermath."
After hearing what Emperor Ye said, the monk did not express any objection. The person was already dead, no matter how much it was said, it was useless. Although one million was a lot, it could not buy a life.
However, the monk also knew that it was very kind of the young master to give one million to each of them, considering that those two people did not bring any useful news to Yanhuang.
After everyone left, Ye Huang led the two of them into the office.
"Master, can we really be saved?" At this moment, Xing Tian was still a little doubtful about whether he could save Wang Zhi, but it wasn't that he doubted Ye Huang.
But the Wucha in front of him is already considered a spiritual person in his eyes. Even he has no idea. He can just find a so-called holy object to solve everything?
"Don't worry, there won't be any problem. The black magic thing is different from the head-dropping technique and voodoo technique here. It's not that troublesome. Besides, even if the treatment is really bad, it can be temporarily cured.
If you delay for a while, the worst I can do is take Wang Zhi to the Vatican and let the Pope treat him. Although the old man looks a bit wretched, he still has some abilities."
Ye Huang said this, but he was not very sure about letting the Pope take action. It was not that the Pope did not take action, but that he was chased all over Europe by the Holy Knights of the Vatican last time in the Vatican. If the old man hadn't spoken, he would have been killed.
To pursue it.
This time I came to ask for help again, I guess those paladins would not be able to pass this test.
Although I had long known what the young master was capable of, I was still shocked when I heard the latter casually asking the Pope to help him personally.
"Wucha, according to my previous understanding, these strange arts in the East should also have some use for black magic. The two should reach the same goal in some aspects, so why doesn't what you used work?" Ye Huang frowned and gestured to both of them.
The man sat down and asked.
"Sir, it's not that it doesn't work, it's just that the effect is limited. It's not impossible that some spells happen to be matched and can restrain each other. But after all, it's not the inheritance of a system, and there are many things that can't be explained clearly." Wu Cha said with a face.
A wry smile appeared on his face.
Most things in the West are divided into darkness and light, while in the East, especially in China, everything is divided by the five elements. There are big differences between the two in many aspects. I was called over to save people in a panic today. After a while,
I can't find any good solution either.
After all, spells are not something that can be eaten casually. Many spells may be counterproductive if used differently on the body. Wucha is not an experimental subject, and he does not dare to use things indiscriminately.
"This time Chalumphong invited people from the West to intervene in this matter. If there is a first time, there will definitely be a second time. You have to be careful in the future."
"I've already given the order. I'm trying to keep a low profile recently, but it's not an option to keep doing this. Charumpeng may feel emboldened."
"Let him dance first, and then deal with him after Liu Xian is dealt with. Also, is there any news from the Northeast?"
"The Wang family has pretty much hidden their people. Now I'm afraid we won't gain much from going there." Xing Tian agreed. He had been busy with other things during this period, and the best period had been missed.
"It's better to hide it quickly. Let them be restrained first. I won't care about this matter for now and leave it to Grandpa and the others. Maybe they can operate it better than us. Let Wang Liang and the others come back."
"I'll call you later."
"Um!"
…
After sitting in the office for a while, Ye Huang led the two of them into the room opposite where Wang Zhi was lying. Seeing that the latter passed out again, the three of them felt a little uncomfortable.
"Why did he survive when the other two died?"
According to Ye Huang's knowledge, Western black magic has not yet been able to make anyone die at any time like the head-dropping technique. In this way, Wang Zhi cannot be left alive intentionally by the other party.
But he managed to hold on, and the other two died, which makes no sense.
Walking forward, Ye Huang straightened Wang Zhi's body, but at this moment, the latter's drooping arm sank suddenly, and a Jade Guanyin fell to the ground.
Ye Huang leaned over and picked it up and looked at it.
The water quality of Jade Guanyin is pretty good, it has just reached the level of water quality, and the transparency is not that good, but the jade is quite old.
"Is it this?" Ye Huang frowned.
"Magical weapon!" Wucha behind him suddenly shouted.
"Magical weapon? Wucha, are you talking about this?"
Looking back, Ye Huang held up the Jade Guanyin in his hand and said.
"It should be regarded as a magic weapon, but it is a relatively low-end one and has insufficient consecration." He took the Jade Guanyin Wucha from Ye Huang and continued.
"I think Wang Zhi's ability to survive to this day should have saved his life. This thing was not a magical weapon originally, but it seems to have been contaminated with the aura of some magical weapons for some unknown reason, and it has warded off misfortune."
As Wucha spoke, he looked around at the jade Guanyin. He found that it was full of cracks and could no longer be used.
"You mean this thing prevented Wang Zhi from being killed?"
"It should be like this. Of course, Master, if you can't do anything, Wang Zhi will still die. This thing has too little magic power. If it is a real magic weapon, it may be able to completely resist the damage of black magic."
Wu Cha is very aware of the power of magic weapons. The few magic weapons he has on his body cannot be said to be priceless treasures, but they are almost the same.
If that black magic is used on myself, the magic weapons on my body can completely resist it, and I will not be harmed at all.
The magic weapon seems to have no effect, but it saves your life without you knowing it. How many people would rather spend hundreds of millions to buy their own life. From this aspect, the magic weapon is priceless.
It's also true.
"Wucha, if this thing is really such a magical weapon, can you make some in batches?"
"Sir, what do you mean?"
"I'm afraid that Chalumpong will take action again. If you can make a batch in batches and let the brothers take them, even if you can't completely stop them, as long as no one is killed, it will be good."
"This is feasible. It won't work if the magic weapon is made within a year or two, but if it is a little consecrated, it is not difficult." Wucha nodded and said.
"That's good, Emperor, go to the jade shop later, buy some jade Guanyin, have Wucha consecrate it and bless it, and then distribute it to the brothers."
"Okay." Xing Tian nodded and agreed.
"Remember not to buy anything too expensive, just use ordinary materials. If you use these things once, they will be wasted." Wucha said as he placed the jade Guanyin in front of the bed.
No matter how good the jade is made into a magic weapon, it will be broken if it encounters an unparalleled calamity.
This time it was for precaution, so naturally we couldn’t use too good jade, as that would be too wasteful.
"Just listen to Wu Cha."
As they were talking here, there was a sound of life coming from the stairs, and then they went upstairs in a hurry.
Ye Huang and the others saw Yuri, a fat man wearing a black priest's robe, walking up like a dog, holding a big gold cross in his hand.
