Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 701
Although his martial arts in this life are indeed much more refined than in his previous life, and he will be angry at that time, and his shots will inevitably be more neat than usual.

But no matter how powerful he is, he is only a mortal body after all, not a celestial being waiting to become a fairy, he will still be injured and can eat swords.

Therefore, even if he seized all the upper hand, those dead soldiers and assassins are not completely without room to fight back.

——They can hit him with strong crossbows, heavy shields, muskets, and the like. He can avoid one or two, but naturally it is impossible to avoid all of them.

But they didn't, the group of dead soldiers not only failed to bring out any muskets, they couldn't even find the relatively common strong bow and crossbow.

This shows that the weapons they have at hand are not good—at least not as good as those in the previous life.

In his previous life, he had suffered enough from that powerful crossbow.

And in this way...

"So, Ah Ci, you suspect that Shi Xiuqi had already placed people in Beijing many years ago." Mo Junli frowned, "Besides, this 'informant' is very likely to be lurking in Mo Shuyuan?"

"Yes, I do suspect that Anzi was placed next to Mo Shuyuan." Mu Xici nodded, bent her slender legs, and gently tapped her knees with her fingertips, "And, that 'Anzi' , is very likely to be a human puppet."

"Ayan, let's take a look at this timeline."

"According to what my master said in that letter, after Shi Xiuqi killed 10,000+ people in Jianghuai, he was struck by the lightning of heaven; and when you fled to Fuli in your previous life, he He is also terminally ill, and his life is not long."

"Yes," the young man nodded, and then added a little hesitantly, "But in my impression, that Taoist lived for a long time after I fled to Fuli."

"At least when I ran out of Fuli with an excuse, he was still alive."

"Well, I understand, but it's also easy to understand." Master Mu pinched his cuffs in response, "After all, the luck of Jianghuai's 10,000+ people has been successfully stolen by him."

"He stole the luck of so many people. It was the time of 'great luck' at that time, and in addition, his Taoism from decades of practice was extremely profound."

"With such luck and morality, he was struck by the thunder but failed to die. This is not so unusual."

"It's just that Tianlei is still Tianlei after all, and he is just a mortal after all—"

"So, after being struck by the lightning, he managed to survive for a while," Mo Junli took over the words lightly, "In the end, his soul returned to the west."

"Yes, and after receiving the thunder, theoretically, he should have lived for about three years." The little girl nodded slightly, and unconsciously lowered her voice, "Dad died in the 26th year of Changle in the previous life. Sichuan."

"You were also forced to feign death and escape in the 26th year of Changle."

"And I returned to the capital in the spring of the 28th year of Changle. In the autumn of the same year, my second brother died in battle in the depths of the desert." Mu Xici narrowed his eyes, "At that time, Mo Shuyuan looked barely like a personal."

"He didn't start to be indulgent until he was crowned prince and gained real power in the court in Changle for 30 years; and his indulgence became more and more severe after the first year of Pingyuan."

"How should I describe his indulgence..." The little girl frowned and shook her fingertips, "It's like suddenly losing a kind of restraint, missing an obstacle, and suddenly becoming out of control Same."

"Well... Thinking about it this way, I almost returned to Fuli and seized the power around the fourth year of Pingyuan." The young man followed her and murmured, "I heard people say at that time that the Fuli royal family has always been The Taoist priest who was enshrined passed away a few years ago."

"This was a few years ago, indeed it could have been four or five years ago."

"Speaking of which, Ah Ci, if the person who made the puppet dies, what will happen to the puppet he released earlier?" Thinking of this, Mo Junli suddenly became energetic.

"I remember you said before that human puppets are made by cooperating with Gu, formations and talismans...Since the mother Gu is dead, the child Gu will lose its effect; if the person who made the puppet dies, will the human puppet be ineffective?" Will it go back to normal?"

"No, the human puppet will just die suddenly along with the puppet maker on the spot." Mu Xici shook his head, "The kind of Gu you mentioned is mother-child Gu, its essence is just to control insects with insects."

"Furthermore, after the death of the mother Gu, the child Gu is not completely ineffective, it's just that without the mother Gu, there will be no 'leader', and it just won't listen to others."

"If the Gu master can successfully cultivate another mother Gu before the child Gu dies, then those child Gu can still be used."

"It's just that it's not easy to cultivate a mother Gu. Most Gu masters simply don't have the ability to re-raise a king Gu that is similar to the dead mother Gu in such a short period of time."

"But human puppets are different from Gu insects. Although Gu insects are used to make human puppets, their essence is not to control people with Gu, but to control people with their souls." Master Mu said with a suppressed voice, "To put it bluntly That's right, that's the soul-controlling evil method."

"It's similar to the soul arresting technique I used on Chao Ling's dead souls earlier, but it's much more vicious and terrifying than mine. The moment a warlock is made into a puppet, he is no longer a living person. He's a living dead at the mercy of others."

"If the puppet maker lives, he will live, and if the puppet maker dies, he will die." Mu Xici closed his eyes, "That's why I suspect that the one that Shi Xiuqi placed next to Mo Shuyuan is probably a puppet."

"Human puppets have to be controlled by the controlling puppets, but they laugh and curse when they look at them on weekdays, they are almost the same as ordinary people—"

"This can also explain very well why Mo Shuyuan had such a big change in just two years in his previous life; The reaction can be so different."

"Ayan, think about it carefully, what is the biggest difference between the past life and the present life, within this capital?"

"You've returned to Beijing." The young man said without hesitation, "You also saved Mengshenglou."

"That's right, the biggest difference between the two lives in the capital is that in the previous life, I was still on Qiling Mountain," Mu Xici said with a slight chin, "but in this life, I have returned to the capital, and I have also opened Mengsheng Mountain." Lou, we have created a Taoist who is delusional."

"Knowing this difference, let's move on to what we have drawn out before."

"There was no Mengsheng Tower in Beijing in the previous life. Shi Xiuqi is sure that no one can stop him from taking advantage of the flood in the Jianghuai River."

"So he boldly expanded the natural disasters and created the plague|plague, and asked the puppet beside him to give Mo Shuyuan a move early, so that he could make full preparations, and take the opportunity to get rid of you, who might be lucky." 'Seriously troubled'."

"But it's different in this world. In this world, Mengsheng Building appeared in Beijing, and the 'Wonderful Taoist' appeared again. He couldn't figure out my ability or my attitude, so he didn't dare to act rashly and make use of that person. Scourge."

"In addition, we have already started to deal with the flood a few years in advance, and there are fewer breaches in all directions, and the epidemic|disease is not so easy to spread, so he simply sent a personal Gu to test the reality of you and me , did not use that puppet."

"Although Mo Shuyuan's mind is as vicious as before, but this time no one reminded him in advance. Of course, he hastily recruited people, which is obviously hasty."

"After all, he doesn't have any military power at hand, and he can't stock up so many high-quality military equipment in private. The resources are scattered and difficult to integrate—"

　So the boss is still very powerful.

　　But ink books are far away. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)