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Main Text Chapter 33 Tracking and Spells

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    When it was just dawn, it was extremely cold, and the cold wind hit the face, which hurt like a knife.

    Zhuqi County, surrounded by mist, seemed a little lifeless.

    After experiencing yesterday's turmoil, people in the city were panic-stricken. Many people packed their luggage and ran away overnight, hiding in the countryside.

    Most of the people who stayed in the city stayed at home anxiously at this time. Even those who had to go out to ask for a living were cautious, looked left and right, and dared not speak loudly. The noisy and lively atmosphere of the past was completely gone.

    Many warriors were killed and injured, Di Xiangwu and Huo Canniang were captured, and the news that Yun Tianzong was seriously injured and escaped was still being fermented in a small area, but it would probably spread throughout the Changyang Mansion within a few days, and the shock caused by that time can be imagined.

    Boom!

    A group of dozens of horses galloped on the deserted street, and the sound of hooves sounded like thunder.

    Quickly arriving in front of a restaurant that was almost in ruins, Delong shook his black cloak, got off his horse, and glanced coldly at the audience.

    Smelling the smell of blood floating in the air, he waved his horsewhip, pointed at the ruins of the restaurant, and ordered: "Dig it out!"

    Delong is a first-class bodyguard with sticky poles. His name sounds inconspicuous, but he is actually a third-rank military post.

    In the entire sticking pole, there were only three people who were awarded first-class guards like him.

    Even his immediate boss, Nian Ganchang, has the same military title as a first-class guard.

    To be able to sit in this position, in addition to being a hunter in identity, you must also be a trusted confidant of the emperor, and more importantly, you must have ability.

    The first-class guards in other positions may be the emperor's whim, and ordered casually, but the first-class guards at the sticky stick must be the masters of the third rank!

    Precisely because of his high position and weight, and his self-reliance on force, Delong dared to reprimand the lord of a house at will.

    Under the sticky guards is the deacon, who has the authority to manage affairs, but has no rank or rank.

    After Delong gave an order, several deacons behind him bowed to accept the order, and flew into the ruins of the restaurant.

    Each of these people has reached the state of internal strength, with strong physique and strength, and they easily lifted the ruins.

    Originally, dozens of people were killed or injured in the restaurant yesterday, but most of the corpses have been taken away by acquaintances and friends, only some lonely ghosts are still lying there.

    Of course the deacons are not here for these people.

    "found it!"

    After a while, a deacon dragged out a body with short stature and smashed face. It was the black and white boy.

    Delong glanced at it, and said lightly: "After all, he was working for the court. Although he didn't catch anyone, he finally made a report. Let's choose a place to bury him."

    After giving an order, Delong didn't care about it anymore. He looked at a man in his fifties with a hooked nose among the deacons, and said, "Ding Jiu, it's up to you whether you can find that traitor!"

    Ding Jiu chuckled, cupped his fists and said, "Ding is doing something, don't worry, my lord."

    ?After listening to this conversation, the other deacons had different expressions, either with indifference or disgust, and even two of them turned their heads away as if they wanted to be sick.

    However, Ding Jiu didn't care. With a strange smile, he patted his belly lightly, with a gentle face and a friendly voice: "Baby, come out!"

    As soon as the voice fell, Ding Jiu's abdomen was twisted and bulging, bulging, as if some foreign object was crawling, all the way up.

    Wow!

    Immediately after Ding Jiu opened his mouth wide, a colorful, cold and ruthless little snake with green eyes slowly swam out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

    When Delong saw this scene, his cheeks twitched fiercely.

    This is a strange technique called 'Planting a Poisonous Snake'. It was originally a technique to control people and harm others. A small snake is sacrificed with a secret technique to make the target swallow it. When casting the spell, you only need to read the incantation  , the little snake was tossing the river and the sea in the body, the target was so painful that he was at his mercy.

    Ding Jiu used this technique to harm people and amass money, and he harmed many people. Gradually he gained experience, so he used himself as the target of the technique, swallowing small snakes into his belly for sacrifice, and instead, he had a different magical effect.

    The colorful little snake was swimming around on the ground, and the snake letter "sizzled". After a while, the little snake suddenly rolled its tail and swam towards one direction extremely fast.

    The group at the sticky pole was obviously familiar with this scene, glanced at each other, and immediately followed closely.

    After chasing the colorful little snake all the way out of the county town, and crossing a river, after about twenty miles, a group of people arrived outside a lush and forested mountain forest.

    Ding Jiu muttered something, and the colorful little snake swam over and ran along his ankle.The road climbed up and wrapped around his neck. The snake letter "sizzled" and spit out, as if it was saying something.

    Ding Jiu stopped the spell, looked at Delong and said, "My lord, that mouse is hiding in this mountain, and it's not far away."

    A look of coldness appeared on Delong's face: "Then what are you waiting for, go in and catch that mouse now!"

    "My lord, wait a minute!"

    Delong was about to leave, when a middle-aged man with a white face and a kind face walked out of the deacons, he smiled and cupped his hands and said: "My lord, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, so many of us go deep, if there is a commotion, it will inevitably startle the snake, it is better to let the poor  Casting a spell, even if it can't kill the traitor, it can make him fascinated for a while."

    Delong looked at this person and said, "Master Yuanling is sure."

    Yuan Ling smiled and said: "If you are not sure, how can a poor man dare to recommend himself?"

    He slowly took out a small package from his sleeve, opened it slowly, but poked his hair twice, then untied the gourd hanging from his waist, shook it, and took off the cover, a pungent smell of blood immediately gushed out.

    Yuan Lingdao: "Early before leaving Beijing, Pindao made preparations. This is the hair and blood of the traitor's parents and relatives."

    A lifelike full-body portrait was spread on the floor, with the name of "Wang Yongnian" and the birth date written on it. Yuan Ling put the hair on the portrait, poured the gourd down, and poured blood into the hair.

    He squeezed a small knife in his hand, and also poured blood into the knife body, and then Yuan Ling pierced the internal organs, eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other parts of the portrait with the knife.  It is the sky of Pu'an, the land of Pu'an, thousands of soldiers and horses, thousands of gods and generals, taking souls and gods, confused and unaware, I obey the order of the Supreme Lord!"

    After the Soul Fetching Mantra was recited, a strange breeze suddenly swayed above the portrait, rolled up the portrait, and flew flutteringly into the sky.

    at the same time.

    In the middle of the mountains, on a tall stone platform, Di Xiangwu and Huo Canniang, who didn't know anything about their personnel, lay softly on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

    Pei Yuan sat on the stone platform, frowned, thought hard for a while, and sighed: "After all, it's still a bit short."

    Naturally, he tried the Jiajiguan opening method on Di Xiangwu and Huocanniang again. The warriors who are strong and mature are much stronger than ordinary people who have cultivated true energy, which allowed him to obtain more experimental data  .

    In addition to this, he also got the Celestial Silkworm Kung Fu mental method practiced by Huo Canniang.

    "The Jiajiguan opening method is just a step away"

    Pei Yuan collected his thoughts and was about to get up, when his expression changed suddenly, and he faintly felt a strange wave in the world attacking him, as if it wanted to pry open his mind and invade it.

    But there is no way to get in, it can only be scratching the surface.

    "This issomeone is doing evil to harm me"

    Pei Yuan obtained a lot of knowledge about Taoism from Qing Yunzi, and when he noticed something strange, he immediately became suspicious.

    "However, this technique is too weak, can you tickle me?"

    Pei Yuan pondered for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Spells harm people, generally you must have the fur and blood of yourself or your blood relatives, and it is best to add the birth date, but I am not the real 'Wang Yongnian', I just occupy a body!  If you find the wrong one, how can you harm someone?"

    "Then let me take a look, where is the strange monster!"

    Pei Yuan closed his eyes, Niwan Palace suddenly opened, and a ray of divine intent emerged, facing the inexplicable fluctuation in the void.
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