Jing Chumei sat down on the sofa almost paralyzed. The tense few seconds just now were so tense that her nerves almost broke. If the two champions of the Eastern and Western military trainings fight, who knows what will happen in the end?
Thirteen, who was accustomed to big scenes, was calm and collected. He took the wooden box from Jing Chumei's hand and placed it in front of him. This thing was carved from a ten thousand-year-old locust tree, soaked in black corpse oil and processed with special Taoist techniques.
The blessing of spiritual power makes this box even stronger than the rebound deck of an armored vehicle. Even with a rocket launcher, there is no way to explode this thing.
The surface of the box is covered with yellow paper spells. Just the strokes and strokes of writing make Shisan feel inferior. Even if he practices for another 50 years, Thirteen still doesn’t think he can write such powerful spells.
.The most important thing is that the texture of these charms is made of yellow paper with blood sandalwood silk added, so that it has not deteriorated and faded after thousands of years. And the smell of the runes above can be judged to be...Kirin true blood.
There is a plant called Kirin Blood Vine. It wraps around trees like a snake and when its skin opens, what comes out is not white pulp, but bright red branches and leaves. This is a very spiritual plant.
Parasitic plants, ancient evil sorcerers discovered that if humans are tied into this Kirin Blood Vine and allowed to parasitize, humans can often survive for decades without dying. If the Kirin Blood Vine is cut open at this time, it will flow out.
It is the true blood of Qilin.
Although this is a witchcraft, Taoist priests have to admit that it is the most powerful medium when writing spells. The power of spells written with this medium has not diminished for thousands of years.
Next, there are soul-calming charms plastered all over the box. The Taoist Tantra that Shisan and Dao Yichi learned and Zhang Tianshi's "Zhengyi League Weifu Lu" are two completely different schools, but they have many similarities.
This allows Thirteen to understand how powerful the soul-suppressing talisman is. No matter how sinister the evil ghost is, if it is attached to this level of soul-suppressing talisman, all the spiritual power in the whole body will be locked immediately, and it will become harmless to humans and animals.
Slime series.
Thirteen could not imagine what was hidden in the wooden box that had to be covered with dozens of Soul Calming Talismans. He raised his hand and bit his finger, and used his own blood to draw the cracking talisman on the corner of the sealed talisman.
This talisman is called the Sky Covering Talisman, and it can only temporarily disable the soul-suppressing talisman. With Thirteen's cultivation level, it may only last for ten minutes.
Thirteen was drawn very quickly. When the sealed soul talisman was all painted with the sky-shielding talisman, the yellow talisman paper bloomed in all directions like petals, and the black wooden box popped open with a click, and rushed out.
A lot of black miasma.
"What is it?" Before Jing Chumei had time to see it clearly, a piece of talisman paper taken out by Shisan was stuck to her mouth and nose. The air she breathed through the talisman paper automatically filtered out the miasma poison.
"Don't let your mouth and nose leave this talisman. The surrounding miasma is extremely poisonous. Even if you inhale half of it, Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save you." Thirteen put another talisman on his mouth and nose, and placed it on
After confirming that Jing Chumei understood, Shisan slowly lowered her finger from her mouth and focused her eyes on the box.
What I saw was an ancient book placed in the box, and what was placed under the book was a human head. This person was as shriveled as a mummy, with purple, black and uncorrupted skin, and even his white hair and beard had not fallen off. He was simply a wonder in the antiseptic world.
work.
"This is..." Thirteen was shocked that this weird human head was actually breathing?! The moment Thirteen picked up the ancient book, the human head grinned and revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth. He opened his eyes and stared at the person in front of him with a ferocious smile.
Thirteen.
"Grandson, when I see your grandpa Zhang Tianshi, why don't you kneel down and kowtow in worship?" Rentou actually said it.
"Zhang Daoling?!" Thirteen has never seen this strange thing. From a historical perspective, this guy has been dead for nearly 20 years, and there is no possibility of him being alive. Obviously the human head in front of him is only a stump of the body.
, has no heart and does not constitute anything necessary for life, but he is still alive and talking.
"Bold disciple, you actually call your grandpa and me by my first name. See if you can unravel your grandpa's soul talisman. You must be a Taoist. Come on, let me take it out for grandpa to breathe, and lock it in this small box.
So boring. By the way, is the girl next to you the tribute you prepared? Blonde and blue eyes? A barbarian daughter?
Forget it, I don’t care if I still have some beauty. Grandson, go and find me a dick, Grandpa, I want to fuck you and let it out!" This Tianshi’s head is quite rogue, Thirteen
It was discovered that the fatal miasma turned out to be this guy's bad breath. The consequences of not brushing his teeth for nearly 20 years were really terrifying.
The 13th frequency student hates being called grandson the most. Although he often pretends to be grandson, it is so shameless for a guy who doesn't even have a penis to dare to call him that.
I saw Thirteen picking up a boiling water bottle next to him, opening the lid and pouring water into the wooden box from the head. The boiling water was so hot that Zhang Tianshi screamed and white smoke billowed.
"Hot! Hot! Hot! Stop! Bastard! What the hell do you want to do?!" Zhang Tianshi couldn't avoid it, so he could only close his eyes and curse.
"Sure enough, dead Taoist priests are not afraid of boiling water..." Until the pot of water was poured out, Thirteen crossed his legs and looked down at the drowned head in the box. The boiling water flowed out along the gap in the wooden box. This guy was actually killed.
There was a trace of blood appearing in the perm, "Listen, Death Head, it's now 14 AD. Although I don't understand why you are not dead yet, in this era, you can't just call someone grandson, do you understand?"
"What's your name?" Zhang Tianshi asked softly with white smoke coming out from his burnt head, finally willing to admit to the man in front of him.
"Thirteen."
"Thirteen... I swear in the name of Heavenly Master that when I fully wake up, I will let you experience the most painful pain in the world and make you regret treating me like this." Zhang Tianshi swore with his soul to issue the curse, even if he traveled across the world.
A promise that could not be dissipated for thousands of years. In his era, this kind of curse was enough to make the audience commit suicide on the spot to avoid harming their family, entire clan, and even the whole city. But now...
"Really?" Thirteen stood up and suddenly took off his belt.
"Yeah!" Jing Chumei was so frightened that she turned her head to the side, because Thirteen took out her own thing in front of the dead head and Zhang Tianshi.
"Beast, what do you want to do?" Zhang Tianshi had seen a lot in his life, but when he had seen such a formation before, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
"I don't know when your curse will be effective. Let's try your Thirteenth Uncle's yellow soup first." Thirteenth smiled evilly and poured a line of water on Zhang Tianshi's head.
But far away in the underground cell of the old castle, the torso, which had the same root and veins as his head, was struggling fiercely. The guards thought that their ancestors had appeared, and they all knelt down and kowtowed, chanting mantras and praying.
"You are no better than a pig or a dog. I will make your parents regret bringing you into this world! Stop it!" Zhang Tianshi was almost full of urine. God knows how much water this bastard drank?!
"It's so comfortable. I've wanted to try this for a long time." Shisan smiled evilly and zipped up his trousers, "Deadhead, do you know who is the boss now? Come on, call Uncle Thirteen and listen. Do you want to learn?
, I still have a large size waiting for you, if I don’t feed you enough, it means my digestion is not good.”
"Uncle Thirteen." If Zhang Tianshi still had tear ducts, he would have cried, right?
"You're so good. Now your uncle, I will take you back to my hometown in the near future. Then there will be a group of uncles who are worse than me with scalpels and cut you into small pieces for study.
Of course, the worst one is the bad guy named Jing Xiaoxiao, because even if she puts a body on you, she won't give you a penis. Do you understand?" Shisan smiled.
"Thirteen...Uncle, let's make a deal. As long as you help me resurrect, I will make you the founding minister of the country, and you will enjoy endless wealth and glory." Zhang Tianshi saw that he could not coerce, so he had to induce.
"Sorry, there is something called democracy in our era. Those emperors who claim to be the founding heroes of the country all end up with bad endings. For example, the famous Silly Damu and Kazafat were whipped to death. It's so miserable.
I just want to live an ordinary life, take you home to exchange for some reward money, and you just stay in there honestly and don’t cause trouble to me, okay? I’m in a good mood, so I’ll reward you with something to eat.”
Thirteen said, threw a few pure durian candies into the box, and closed the lid with his backhand.
The effect of the sky-shielding talisman had just been used up, and the open soul-suppressing talisman retracted again and was tightly adhered to the wooden box. They sealed Zhang Tianshi's spiritual breath and miasma, but they could not seal the urine poured into it by Thirteen.
Smell.
"It looks like I got something really big this time?" Thirteen picked up the wooden box, looked at Jing Chumei beside him, and pulled off the charm from his mouth, "It's okay, I scared you. It's okay, this
The old thing has been tamed by me and will not come out to harm you."
Jing Chumei suddenly hugged Thirteen, her body trembling slightly, "It was really scary just now. I have never seen anything like this, not even in the textbooks of the Holy Cross Legion. How can I be alone tonight?"
If you sleep, you will definitely have nightmares!"
"I have a way to prevent you from having nightmares, that is to sleep with me!" Thirteen hugged the exotic beauty in his arms and acted like a rogue again out of reflex.
"Is it really okay? Then I must sleep with you!" Jing Chumei snuggled into Shisan's arms, her blue eyes full of expectation.
"Huh? This is a crazy rhythm? Isn't it the wrong way to open a dungeon?" Thirteen was also stunned by Jing Chumei's answer. Although Thirteen had played countless hooligans in his life, he managed to hit the g-spot so easily.
Only this time.
"God turns out to love me..." Thirteen could only understand it this way.
After leaving Notre Dame de Paris, Jing Chumei drove the car all the way back to the hotel where Thirteen was staying, and ran back to the room that was too small for Thirteen at lightning speed. Jing Chumei motioned to Thirteen to wait for her on the bed, she wanted to
Go get ready.
Thirteen said "Oh" and sat on the bedside. He took off his boxers tightly and put on a pair of boxer briefs with great skill. Until this moment, Thirteen couldn't believe that the story would develop at this pace. It felt like he was dreaming.
.
"Just think that this girl is trying to atone for the sins of her ancestors who once brought harm to our country by the Eight-Power Allied Forces..." Thirteen soothed his little conscience.