Generally speaking, the existence of the evil witch sect is relatively low-key, but this is just a way to hide and lurk. In fact, they have many high-level people in various aspects of society controlled by them, or controlled by their poisons, especially in Yunnan and Guizhou.
It can be said that the Sichuan and Sichuan areas are full of spies of evil witch cults.
There are many major poisonous sects in that area that have been passed down through families or master-disciple teachings in ancient times. They have been fighting openly and secretly with each other all year round, and they have been devouring each other. Although the evil witch sect is the best among them, it has not reached the point where it can dominate the world with one hand.
It seems that many other sects are enemies of it, trying to resist or annex it.
Unexpectedly, Wan Lin is actually the young master of the evil witch sect. It should be said that she is a real person without showing her face. But we all know that getting involved in this matter is equivalent to breaking into the muddy waters of various sects in southern Xinjiang. Among them
The unpredictable situation is completely unknown to me now, and our actions are undoubtedly like moths flying into the flames.
But even so, whether it's because we are young and energetic, or because we don't know how high the sky is, we don't have any worries or fears at this moment, we just think about how to get Wanlin back.
After getting off the bus, we planned to go to the Fenglin Hotel to look for clues. Without Wanlin as the host, the place was almost completely deserted, and the temporary workers stopped coming because no one was paying their wages.
Although the door of the hotel was locked, for Fatty and I, it was just a matter of two rainbow talismans. We found Wanlin’s room and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets to search for it. Although it seemed a bit like invading other people’s privacy, now
I can't care so much anymore.
But the end result was almost nothing. Wanlin was just like every girl of this age. The drawers and cupboards were filled with beautiful clothes, cosmetics, jewelry, magazines and the like that couldn't be more ordinary.
Objects make us doubt our own eyes for a while.
However, I remembered that when the man confronted Wan Lin before, he had said with some disdain: "You don't have the poison of Gu insect, how are you going to fight me?" I think maybe Wan Lin really wanted to make a complete decision with the past, so she didn't do it at all.
Bring anything related to the Witch Cult?
The hard work paid off. After searching all over the world, we finally found a set of very gorgeous and bright clothes in a cabinet deep in her bedroom.
It is similar to the clothing worn by the Dai people. The color is too bright for modern people's aesthetics. It has a purple-red base and is lined with four kinds of red, gold, white, and blue silk threads. Therefore, the layers are rich and colorful, and almost every
The details are very exquisite, and are inlaid with shining gold and silver pieces, and they are all real gold and silver, not gold-plated.
Just from this piece of clothing, you can see how noble Wanlin's status is in the church. We made a rough estimate, even if we use commercially available silk to make this set of clothes, complete with hand-embroidery, precious metal materials, etc.
The cost starts at least several hundred thousand.
In particular, its artistic value and folk cultural value alone are already very high, which cannot be measured in terms of money. It can be said that this hotel is probably not as valuable as this dress.
"Hey, look at the pattern on this dress. It's really weird. There are no flowers, birds, wind and moon. Instead, a toad is embroidered on it." The fat man's eyes straightened up when he saw the dress, and he complained while admiring it.
Toad? I followed his words and continued to carefully observe the patterns on it, and found that there were more than one contradictory pictures. The threading on the side of the sleeves completely imitated the shape of a centipede, and there was a big one painted on the back. There are two web-spinning spiders painted on the shoes, and the weirdest thing is that the two trouser legs are actually surrounded by snake-shaped patterns.
These animals are generally tingling and even shuddering objects in the conventional sense, so they rarely appear on festive and bright clothing, but they are extremely suitable here because I know that what they represent is exactly what they represent. The five poisons are the five most common animal materials among Gu creatures in southern Xinjiang.
I even suspected that the pattern on this set of clothes was not just for decoration, but had an ulterior motive, so I carefully put it away. Maybe it would have some unexpected use in the future when searching for it.
"Put it away carefully. There are so many five poison patterns painted on it. Maybe it is actually made of these poisons." I saw the fat man touching here and there curiously, so I quickly reminded him.
Because I guess that when Wan Lin escaped from the evil witch cult, she would never be without any means of self-defense or enemy defense as she is now. But in this room, other things are so normal and common, and There is no difference between an ordinary woman's boudoir, and I can only guess that this unique piece of clothing is probably the medium for her to practice voodoo.
However, it is estimated that the correct methods and spells are needed to truly activate its function. Fatty and I don't know and don't want to study it rashly, lest we get burned.
"I have almost found it. There are no other special items. I have even looked for things like old train and plane ticket stubs, but there is no useful information."
Taozi had recovered a lot, so she volunteered to help with the search. Wanlin was as close to her as a sister and was her only spiritual sustenance after Li Dali's death. Naturally, she stopped doing business and came to help.
We worked hard all afternoon, but in the end we had no other clues except that this dress was probably worn by ethnic minorities in southern Xinjiang, so we had to go back home and have dinner before thinking of a solution.
"I have recovered very well today. You two have to take care of me these days, and you are too tired to do important things. I will come to cook a big meal for you." Taozi volunteered.
The fat man was immediately very excited, and I was also looking forward to it. Taozi’s cooking skills are not impressive. It is no exaggeration to say that the level of most restaurants is nothing compared to hers. This is also one of her capital to support the food stall. One, I was brought to see it personally by Wan Lin before.
The fat man seemed to be very hungry, and kept walking out in a hurry. I couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You starving ghost reincarnated, walk slowly, we have to help Taozi buy vegetables at the market first."
The fat man didn't seem to hear anything, and kept rushing forward, getting faster and faster. Even his head and neck leaned forward involuntarily, just like a hungry man who saw a pot of food at the end of the road. Like a fragrant hoof, he rushed forward desperately.
I think things are a little weird. Among the three of us, Taozi moves the slowest because her body has just recovered. Logically speaking, Fatty would usually help her, but today he walked ahead alone and didn't even care whether we could catch up. , sprinting forward non-stop, it is really weird.