"Acting is really troublesome. I planned to be a chess player for the first time and failed like this... You guys deserve to die."
Jiang Su lowered his head slightly, his eyes still closed, but the five women seemed to be able to see her vicious eyes from under her skin.
She is a snake and scorpion, not a bodhisattva in heaven.
Jiang Su squatted on the ground, stroking the ground in front of them with her fingers. Finally, she felt moisture and blood on the ground somewhere.
The girl's fingers, stained red with dirt, touched the woman's face.
"Smooth and smooth... This face looks quite young to the touch. But he can do things that are harmful to nature and harming living beings, tsk tsk tsk."
"Pah, pah, pah—"
The girl's hand slapped the woman's face like a rubber ball, making a crisp sound.
She curled her lips and smiled.
Jiang Su is a medical practitioner, and her control over the subtle aspects of spiritual power is better than that of ordinary monks. She can even control her own murderous aura to envelope others in a unique form.
She wants to choose an animal to eat them.
"You may not know, but I like snakes the most."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Su's murderous aura took the form of five big snakes and crawled toward the people.
Big snakes are not flexible enough. As a cold-blooded animal, their whole body exudes a biting cold air.
They crawled in front of the heads of several women, opened their big mouths and tried to swallow the people in front of them. What dripped from their fangs was not venom, but cold droplets condensed with murderous aura.
The droplets of liquid flowed slowly along the skin behind the ears of the third oldest woman and onto her neck.
The feeling of terror that enveloped my whole body gradually turned into a suffocating feeling of broken throat.
Jiang Su gently stroked the third child's hair bun, his movements full of concern, his delicate fingers lightly passed over it, and the next second, he held one of her hairpins.
"Is it this one?"
A spiritual sense.
The girl's voice was calm and calm, like a voice coming from a mirage in the abyss.
It can be described as Gu Bo Bu Xing... the sound.
The woman's chin was clamped by Jiang Su's cold hands, unable to move. At this moment, her body was trembling slightly because of fear.
The moment Jiang Su wanted to pull out the hairpin, the eyes of the five women tightened, and they all looked at her with an almost fearful expression.
"don't want!!!!"
"Stop it!!"
"Third Sister!!!"
"Sage stop!!!"
"Don't touch that!!"
Five women wanted to resist at the same time.
The woman under Jiang Su suddenly withstood the pressure at this moment and held tight for a second. Within a second, she quickly turned over and grabbed the girl's arm back as fast as a leopard.
"Um?"
Jiang Su chuckled, and with murderous intent turned one snake into five snakes, burrowing into her limbs and head respectively.
"boom--"
The lady who was about to resist was pressed to the ground again at this moment, and all the muscles and bones in her body were broken as if she had been run over by a wheel.
After Jiang Su took off the hairpin on her head, she felt that the wind and clouds between heaven and earth gathered in her hands, and the hairpins on the heads of the other four women also flew towards Jiang Su in unison at this moment.
The girl noticed the feeling of wind, turned her head slightly, stretched out her hand and held the four hairpins between her five fingers.
"There are... five magic weapons? There are quite a few... interesting." She whispered to herself in a low voice.
Suddenly, screams came one after another from below: "Ahhhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh no!"
"I don't want it, I don't want it, ah ah ah ah"
"Sister, help me, ah ah ah ah ah"
Jiang Su could only hear the sound. In Fang Zhe's field of vision, the five women on the ground were changing in a twisted posture.
Their exposed skin gradually grew dense scales. As they crawled and rolled on the ground, the scales were rubbed to the ground, and blood that gradually became lighter in color protruded from the skin that had lost its scales.
The thick red pulp turned into red water, gradually turned into a light pink pork wash color, then became transparent, and finally turned into a faint blue color.
Fang Zhe bent down and patted the girl on the shoulder.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Jiang Su's consciousness was lingering on the wonderful feeling of the wind and rain gathering on the object in his palm, and the spiritual power becoming a whirlpool and condensing.
“Where does the smell of sea come from???”
Fang Zhe never chatted with him, he probably had something to talk to him.
The man in red then spoke slowly, word for word: "They turned into fish, with blue blood under their scales."
"You mean, these people turned into fish and had scales on their bodies. After the scales were pulled out and fell off, blue blood flowed?"
After Jiang Su repeated Fang Zhe's meaning in a low voice, he suddenly stopped talking.
Because she had always confirmed that these five people were human beings and women. How could they turn into fish after pulling out the magic weapon hairpin?
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From the moment Zhang Yunsheng fell into the cellar, she realized that she might not be able to get out of this place for a while.
The continuous feeling of falling, coupled with the endless darkness, and the sense of contact between the formations that appeared around her from time to time, made her realize that she didn't even have the idea of breaking through this formation.
Can't deduce it at all.
"What the hell is this place..."
Zhang Yunsheng took out a few talismans from his sleeves and held the yellow talisman between his fingertips. Instantly, his eyes lit up with light, like the bright moon in his hand, but there was no burning sensation at all.
A bright lantern talisman, a piece of yellow talisman dyed with cinnabar, is like lighting thousands of lanterns.
The next moment, Zhang Yunsheng completely saw the falling cellar wall.
Rat fleas, maggots, flies.
The white maggots ranged from big to small, the big ones were almost as big as half her body, and the small ones were even as big as her hair. They were entangled on the wall, almost completely blocking the earthen wall.
Zhang Yunsheng's expression did not change, he just swallowed the fluid in his mouth.
"Forget it...it's probably not endless down here, it should lead somewhere. I don't have to waste my magic weapon." She was unwilling to stick a whisk on the wall.
After a stick of incense.
"Why is there a mushy smell? Or... a fragrance?"
"Will Liu Yunqing burn all these insects?"
Zhang Yunsheng discovered at a certain moment that the number of bugs on the wall suddenly decreased, and the exposed wall was covered with dense runes. As a rune cultivator, she did not recognize any of these runes.
"This text does not seem to be the text used by talisman cultivators today...it is more like...thousands of years ago..."
She once saw a piece of tortoise shell in her family's treasure cabinet, and the words engraved on that tortoise shell were words from ancient times thousands of years ago.
At that time, the Taoism of each school was in its infancy, regardless of inheritance. Under the numerous eliminations and competitions from the Tao of Heaven, the Tao that was passed down was the Tao that is known to everyone today.
At that time, there were ten sects on just the talisman. Some people drew the talisman with their mind power, while others spit out the talisman. Later, there was the Yan Ling sect which is rare today.
The use of strokes to draw talismans on objects is the most widely seen method of talisman cultivation today.
"This place is not specially designed to deal with the Shifang Sect cultivators... it should be a path that already exists and was triggered by others during this great epidemic."
"Who would know about such an ancient thing...the only old monsters left in the world of cultivation?"
The female cultivator in brocade frowned, and her hand holding the whisk became tighter and tighter.