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When he got older and saw how powerful the wizard was, he wanted to become his teacher, but no matter how much he begged, the wizard wouldn't let go.

I don't even want to point him out anymore.

He was not very interested in fortune-telling. He just felt that if he knew more, he could avoid unnecessary dangers. Therefore, he borrowed a book from the wizard and went back to study on his own.

So far, although he has only scratched the surface, his fortune-telling is still accurate five or six times out of ten.

This time he calculated a big disaster.

It's a bad omen I've never seen before.

He calculated several times in a row, all of which were omens of great disaster, and there was no possibility of resolving them.

He was really scared, so he went up the mountain that day and wanted to ask the wizard to predict the fortunes of the people in the village. If it was still a serious disaster, he could also ask the wizard to help avoid this disaster.

But when he begged to come to the door, the wizard didn't do the calculation for them anymore. He just said that since he had already done the calculation, there was no need to do it again.

When he heard this, his heart dropped.

Although the wizard didn't say it clearly, since he didn't want to calculate anymore, he just told him that his calculation was accurate.

He asked the wizard for a solution.

The wizard was silent for a long time, only saying that there was no complete solution for the time being. If he did as he said, the disaster might come later.

The middle-aged savage only felt that the road ahead was dark.

Women in the village gave birth to very few healthy children. If they wanted the village to continue to multiply, they had to find women from outside to give birth to children.

During the year he left, several more children were born in the village, all of whom were healthy.

If the women outside were not arrested, there would be no healthy offspring in the village.

Without people, the entire village will gradually wither away.

But if you don't do what the wizard says, the village will be in disaster sooner.

After weighing the two aspects, the middle-aged savage decided to listen to the wizard first.

At least the people in the village can be saved temporarily.

After some hard talking, the leader agreed not to arrest the women at the foot of the mountain. He only had one request, which was to keep the last woman.

This woman was his first sight.

The middle-aged savage took a quick look at Shi Luo and felt that the leader's vision was really good.

But this girl is obviously capable. If she doesn't want to, others may not be able to force her to stay in the village.

Just as he was thinking about it, the middle-aged savage felt his scalp numb. He raised his head and looked into a pair of cold, dark eyes.

The middle-aged savage smiled bitterly.

He also forgot that this girl obviously has a partner.

The middle-aged savage pulled the leader aside and spoke to him clearly in a low voice.

The leader stared at him for a moment and said only one sentence.

The middle-aged savage could no longer say anything to stop him.

The leader said with absolute certainty that the only one who could save their village was the woman.

"Even if we force her to stay, as long as she doesn't want to, our village will still not be saved." The middle-aged savage could only say this.

The leader replied to him that she would stay.

The middle-aged savage asked as if he was frightened, "Chief, have you asked the gods?"

If the wizard is a real patron saint who can protect them for hundreds of years, then the god of that day is the god who can protect their entire village for thousands of years.

The leader nodded.

He came late and asked the gods.

The god said that the child she gave birth to would rule the entire village in the future, making the people in the village invincible, and making the village last forever like the gods.

The middle-aged savage gritted his teeth and could only stand on a united front with the leader.

The two people here communicated in words that others could not understand. Mingxun, who was standing not far away, could only understand one or two sentences. Even these one or two sentences made the air pressure around him so low that it was breathless.

Hammer and Tang Qiang also felt that they were paying special attention to Shi Luo.

The two of them, along with Ming Xun, stood in front of Shi Luo, preventing these people from looking at Shi Luo more.

In the center of the formation, Zhuge's face was still pale. He took a rough breath and continued to recite the curse.

Shi Luo dropped another drop of blood on the Minion's heart.

The Minions moved their hands and feet.

A trace of the black-robed old man's soul has been injected into the Minion's body.

There were so many bugs that they formed several blood lines, emerged from the black-robed old man's body, and then bit by bit penetrated into the Minion's body.

Hammer couldn't help but be surprised that a palm-sized little man could hold so many bugs in his body. The route of the blood line traveling inside the Minion's body fell into the eyes of several people.

I saw blood threads burrowing bit by bit from its seven orifices into the blood vessels created by Shi Luo, and only stopped when they reached the heart.

Zhuge and Shi Luo's eyes fell on the left armpit of the minion.

There didn't seem to be anything special there, but the two of them found that the blood line that had been wandering around always avoided this place.

"This is where the curse comes from."

Both of them looked at the armpits of the old man in black robe.

Shi Luo looked at Hammer again, "Can you please peel off his clothes?"

Hammer nodded, strode over, and said to the unconscious old man in black robe, "I'm sorry."

Then he opened the black-robed old man's shirt, revealing his body that was almost all skin and bones.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Zhuge asked Shi Luo.

"Come here." Shi Luo sat still.

Zhuge struggled to get up and walked towards the old man in black robe. He raised the knife and dropped it. The armpit of the old man in black robe and his left arm were all wiped out.

Hammer took a breath and jumped back suddenly.

The group of savages were also in a panic and wanted to rush over.

The middle-aged savage stopped those people.

These people are very powerful, and they will die if they go up there. Besides, if the wizard is willing to believe in them, they must be able to cure the wizard.

Now that the wizard is well, they don't have to die.

This time, the young and impulsive savages were not satisfied with the middle-aged savage's stop. They shouted with anger on their faces, and some even reached out to the middle-aged savage to push him away.

Until the leader shouted loudly.

The impulsive savage stopped his actions unwillingly.

In the formation, even if his entire arm was cut off, there was still not much blood flowing out of the old man in black robe.

As the bug left, the last bit of life in him was also taken away.

Zhuge gave Shi Luo a thumbs up and said, "This is the first time I have solved the curse so simply and crudely."

He took out a talisman and slapped it on the chopped off armpit of the old man in black robe.

Then he sat cross-legged on the spot, pointed his eyebrows with one hand, pulled out his soul, and began to undo the curse.

Shi Luo still protects him.

When Zhuge's spiritual power was exhausted, Shi Luo sent him energy.

The blood mist gradually spread around the three of them. The severed arm that was lying on the ground like a dead thing actually twitched slightly, and the place where the talisman was attached kept trembling, as if something wanted to break the talisman.

Zhuge sneered, "I've sacrificed my soul, and you still want to run away?"

After speaking, Zhuge nodded to his eyebrows again.

"Senior, be careful." Shi Luo reminded him.

As a cultivator, pulling out the soul will cause great harm to the soul and the body. If you are not careful, the soul will be injured, which will hinder your cultivation in the future.

Zhuge didn't seem to care.

Without his soul, Zhuge's body became a shell, sitting stiffly in place.

In the place covered by the fog, a string of invisible spells flew out from the armpit of the broken arm, hovered above Shi Luo and Zhuge's heads for a while, and under the guidance of Zhuge's soul, flew towards the Minion and sank into the Minion's armpit.

Shi Luo dropped another drop of blood on the minion's armpit.

The yellow talisman trembled rapidly, and the red thread wandered around the body until the blood stains disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Only then did Zhuge's soul return to his body.

This method of breaking the curse consumes the spiritual energy in the heart. Zhuge stumbled over, cut his finger with a dagger, and placed a new curse on the minion.

"This curse cannot be broken, it can only be transferred." Shi Luo looked at Zhuge and said.

Zhuge wiped the blood from his nose and nodded, his voice a little hoarse, "Yeah, I overestimated myself. I can only temporarily bind the curse. When those bugs react, they will probably find a new host." .”

"You are in danger." Zhuge said to Shi Luo.

Seeing that Ming Xun's expression changed, Zhuge added: "But don't worry, we will work together. It will be more than ten years at the earliest when these bugs react."

Zhuge still has this confidence, "The past ten years have been enough for me to think of a way to solve the curse."

Shi Luo woke up the old man in black robe again.

When he opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong with his body. He looked down at his arm.