Chapter 255 Head Descending, Head Descending Master
The art of lowering one's head is a kind of witchcraft spread in Southeast Asia.
Not only is it widely spread, but it is also famous. It has a great reputation in Southeast Asia.
This is mainly because the head-lowering technique can not only save people, but also kill people.
According to different techniques, head-lowering techniques are divided into three categories: medicine-dropping, flying-dropping, and ghost-dropping.
The medicine general is simple and low-level, the flying one is complex and high-level, and the ghost one is descending to raise ghosts and serve ghosts, which is more special.
Among all the head-dropping techniques, the flying head-drop is the most mysterious, the most terrifying and weird, and the most lethal.
Of course, the training difficulty is also the most difficult among all the head-lowering techniques!
The so-called flying head lowering is a head lowering technique in which the head lowering master uses talismans to lower himself so that his head can fly away from the body and suck blood everywhere to improve his own skills.
Therefore, when he saw the head that suddenly appeared in front of him, Ying Yue almost immediately thought of the flying head drop in the head-lowering technique!
"Jie, Jie, Jie, I didn't expect you to have some knowledge, but you still can't escape death. If you know your skills, just surrender and capture me. I can make you die happily!"
The head's mouth opened and closed, and bursts of sinister laughter erupted. Together with the solitary head, the atmosphere in the room became even weirder!
"It is said that in order to achieve great success, Feitou Jiang needs to go through seven stages of cultivation. Each stage takes a total of seventy-seventy-nine days and requires the intake of various types of blood.
It sucks cats when it encounters cats, dogs when encountering dogs, and even absorbs the fetus in the belly of a pregnant woman. During this period, the head flies around and even drags the gastrointestinal organs everywhere to suck blood.
And every time Feitoujiang is practiced at a stage, the skill will increase greatly. If it is fully practiced at seven stages, the practitioner will be immortal and will not need to drink blood!"
Ying Yue was still lying on the bed, motionless, looking at the head suspended in mid-air, with a teasing smile on his face: "You are still dragging your stomach and intestines around to suck blood. In other words, your head-lowering technique has not yet been mastered.
Have you practiced yet?"
"Even if I haven't practiced well, killing you is like killing a chicken!"
Seeing Ying Yue clearly speaking out the information about the head-lowering technique, the head's expression changed drastically, and he became angry and said: "Today I will suck all the blood from your body, not even a drop, Jie Jie Jie!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the lips of his head opened slightly, and bursts of mysterious and obscure spells came out of his mouth.
This spell is so weird that it is not only difficult to understand, but also seems to have infinite magic power that can hypnotize people.
As soon as it was sent out, Zi Xia, who was feeling cold all over and was about to wake up, felt his head sink and fell into a deep sleep.
Even Ying Yue, a master in the late stage of foundation building, felt waves of irresistible magic coming from his ears.
His brain was groggy, and waves of strong sleepiness came over him. He slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, no matter how great a master you are, you can't resist my head-lowering hypnosis technique!"
Seeing Ying Yue falling into a deep sleep, his head became even more proud. He immediately flew to Ying Yue like lightning, opened his big mouth, exposed his fangs, and was ready to bite Ying Yue again.
Just when his teeth were about to touch Ying Yue's neck, Ying Yue's hand suddenly popped out and grabbed it lightly.
He grabbed his head and held him tightly.
The head was instantly unable to move!
"You...you weren't hypnotized?"
His head turned pale with fright, and he struggled vigorously.
"To be honest, your hypnosis method is indeed very powerful!"
Ying Yue slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of teasing in his eyes: "Even if you deal with a master like Chen Bern, he should be able to catch him, but it's a pity that you met me!"
"You...since you are the master, why can you ignore my head-lowering hypnosis technique?"
The head's expression was ugly and he couldn't believe it: "No one among the masters can resist my hypnotic attack. Why can you?"
"Grandmaster? I never said I was a grandmaster!"
Ying Yue smiled faintly: "Okay, if you dare to disturb my sleep in the middle of the night, you better go to hell!"
As he spoke, two flames shot out from Ying Yue's eyes and landed directly on his head...
"Ah... I am a disciple of Master Arroyo from Thailand. You can't kill me... ah!"
Along with bursts of screams, his head turned into ashes, and his intestines and stomach also turned into fly ash.
The room was filled with a strange stench. Ying Yue opened the window with a wave of his hand to let the air circulate in the room.
Then he covered himself with the quilt, held Zixia in his arms, and continued to sleep.
To him, it was just killing a head-turning master, it was no big deal.
The world is huge, sleeping with your wife is the best!
Keep sleeping!
…
And just as Ying Yue continued to sleep, in a room on the 11th floor of the Peninsula Hotel, a headless corpse sitting cross-legged on the bed suddenly fell down and made no sound.
Early the next morning, when the hotel attendant was cleaning, he found the dead headless body, which immediately alarmed the entire hotel.
The hotel manager quickly called the police. After an investigation, the police found out that the deceased was from Thailand.
Ying Yue, who was having breakfast with Zi Xia, overheard this information and muttered: "Did this guy happen to come to me to suck blood, or did he come to me on purpose? If it's the former, it's okay, but if it's the latter,
By……"
"Yingyue, what are you muttering about?"
Seeing Ying Yue frowning and asking for a long time but still not responding, Zi Xia pouted her mouth and hummed in dissatisfaction.
"No...nothing?"
Ying Yue chuckled: "Isn't this the last day of vacation? I can't bear to let you go!"
Mentioning this, Zi Xia frowned and sighed: "I can't bear to let you go, but I can't help it, I have to go to class tomorrow!"
"How about... don't go to class?"
Ying Yue grabbed her little hand and said to stay.
"That's not okay! If my mother knew that I was absent from class without any reason, she would scold me to death!"
Zi Xia pursed her lips and said helplessly.
"Go and meet your mother when you have time. If you have a chance to finalize our relationship, what do you think?"
Ying Yue squeezed her little hand and said softly.
"Settled?"
Zi Xia's eyes lit up, and two blushes immediately appeared on her face, and she said coyly: "Isn't it a little early to go see your parents now?"
"It's not too early, we are both 18 years old, it's better to settle down early, anyway, you will be my wife for the rest of your life!"
Ying Yue chuckled.
"Humph, I didn't promise you..."
Because it was the last day of the holiday, Zi Xia and others had to take a flight back to Jingzhou. Ying Yue booked the tickets for them and sent them to the airport.
Then he went to Xilong Island to watch the Mutant Martial Arts Conference. What he didn't expect was that there were many special guests coming today.
Moreover, the eyes of these people always fell on him intentionally or unintentionally, making Ying Yue feel very uncomfortable.
One day passed, and the mutant martial arts conference ended on the second day. When Ying Yue was about to leave, he was stopped by several special guests.
"Are you the Grandmaster Ying Yue who has hundreds of Chen Bo's names?"
An indifferent middle-aged man wearing wooden clogs and a kimono, who looked like a Japanese at first glance, said calmly: "I heard that you just killed a man named Koizumi Miki?"
