fifth form

Chapter 2297 Curse
Jinchang was considered Zhang Xuezhou's half-uncle. Although the two schemed against each other, they also maintained a good cooperative relationship.

Dong Zhongshu had previously collaborated with Jinchang, and the two sides were familiar with each other.

Although they knew that Jinchang's sudden appearance at Zhang's house was unusual, they did not deliberately try to find out the truth.

Firstly, there are only so many things to seek from Zhang Xuezhou, and Zhang Cigong has already sent a visiting card; secondly, the current situation in Jinchang is somewhat bad, which is more serious than the conflict of qi, blood and magic power between Dong Zhongshu back then.

Except on the battlefield, it is almost impossible to see a great monk like Jinchang who is injured by bruises and scrapes.

"Your neck is still stiff?"

"Yes, I slept there last night!"

When he learned more, Dong Zhongshu's face twitched, and Zhang Xuezhou's expression also changed slightly.

"Uncle-master, have you been cursed?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"I'm just a little unlucky," Jinchang corrected, "After all, I haven't had good luck in these years, and I'm used to my situation."

"Blessings and misfortunes come together, and misfortunes and blessings come together!"

Dong Zhongshu also whispered, and his judgment was almost the same as Zhang Xuezhou's.

But when Dong Zhongshu whispered, he found it difficult to understand Jinchang's situation.

Any spell needs a trigger, and only by following the trigger can the spell have its effect.

Lian Jinchang attributed it to his own bad luck. The other party's situation could not be called a curse, but could only be regarded as various accidents encountered in life.

This kind of unlucky situation only corresponds to the luck spell. Whenever Jinchang collides with someone with high luck, the other party is likely to be unlucky.

"Have you ever lost your essence and blood?" Dong Zhongshu asked.

"That's impossible!"

Jinchang shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he had fallen to the point of losing his essence and blood, and was almost no different from fish meat. He had never fallen to that level before.

After shaking his head for a few seconds, he hugged his neck and cried in pain again.

"It's hard to lose my uncle's essence and blood, but losing some hair is inevitable," said Zhang Xuezhou.

"If you want to use the hair to cast a spell, the opponent needs to be very close to Jinchang, and the ability of the follower cannot be inferior to Jinchang." Dong Zhongshu said: "Or the opponent must be a cultivator in the True Self Realm, so he can maintain a long-range spell to pull Jinchang!"

"Firstly, there are very few True Self-level cultivators, and secondly, there is no need to go through all this trouble to target my uncle!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his head, feeling that his guess about the direction in which Jinchang was cursed with the hair was also wrong.

The discussion between Zhang Xuezhou and Dong Zhongshu was not just idle chat, nor were they enthusiastic enough to relieve Jinchang's worries. Instead, they both discovered that Jinchang was very likely to have been targeted by magic, and they were discussing the corresponding cause of the curse.

There are very few people who practice the art of martial arts. Both Zhang Xuezhou and Dong Zhongshu are just taking advantage of the fact that the new emperor's martial arts level is not high enough to continuously improve their own martial arts, trying to gain benefits before the new emperor's martial arts level becomes a threat to themselves, so as to realize their wish.

Whether Zhang Xuezhou is trying to get rid of the extraterritorial demons or Dong Zhongshu is seeking his true self, their goals are different, but the methods used to achieve them are the same.

Suddenly, a practitioner of martial arts who can make Jinchang want to live or die appears, which means big things for both of them.

"Who have you offended recently?"

"When did this happen to you?"

For a moment, Zhang Xuezhou and Dong Zhongshu asked questions one after another, and Jinchang's face suddenly changed again.

Zuo Wu and others advised him to rest and recuperate, while Zhang Xuezhou and others insisted that he was cursed.

If it was only Zhang Xuezhou's judgment, Jinchang would have been half-believing and half-doubting, but with the addition of Dong Zhongshu, Jinchang's suspicion suddenly increased.

He thought about his recent abnormal behavior, the people he had offended, and the completely different judgments between the Huainan Palace and Zhang Xuezhou and others. Shadows appeared in his heart. "I haven't eaten carelessly in recent years, never left a tail when I got into trouble, and never got caught and tortured to death. I..."

Zuo Bugui boasted of being cautious, and Jinchang was no different.

He thought about himself and tried to determine the possible causes of the curse on him.

Suddenly, Jinchang suddenly remembered that he had taken something he shouldn't have taken.

At that time, he was obsessed with the "Grave Sutra" and took the Huainan Palace as a place for practice to promote the changes of the "Grave Sutra", thereby benefiting the national destiny of Huainan. This was also the only abnormal thing in his body.

In recent times, the only person he offended was Princess Liu Ling.

Jinchang originally thought that everything was over, but he didn't expect that half a month later, he was caught up in a series of misfortunes.

He, who always lurked in the shadows, unexpectedly made a mistake and was hit by a horse. Now he couldn't even avoid Dong Zhongshu's door push.

"It's Liu... An!"

He figured it out in his mind and finally figured out who was manipulating the situation behind the scenes.

"No wonder my wish didn't come true!"

After many years, Jin Chang's wish was still in his heart, but he did not become the number one cultivator in the Han Dynasty, not even the number one cultivator in Huainan.

After Taishan helped Zhang Xuezhou to reach the realm of supernatural powers, everything he sought was not realized, and he fell into an extremely embarrassing low period.

Looking back, Jinchang felt that the wish he made might have been strangled by a pair of big hands.

If the King of Huainan could curse him from thousands of miles away, he would indeed have the ability to cut off the wish he had made.

If he fails to satisfy the King of Huainan, not only will the wish he once made not be fulfilled, but he will also fall into endless torture.

The key to breaking the curse is to remove the trigger or kill the person who cast the curse behind the scenes. The trigger in Jinchang's body cannot be removed, and given his current condition, it is impossible for him to kill King Huainan. Even if he is cursed like this, he will never be able to target King Huainan in his lifetime.

"The only person you can rely on is yourself. I regret pinning my hopes on good luck and taking shortcuts to complete the Grave Scripture!"

Jinchang whispered something, and without paying any attention to Zhang Xuezhou and Dong Zhongshu, he walked out of Zhang's house dejectedly.

It was not until he almost tripped when crossing the threshold of Zhang's house that he woke up from his trance and disappeared very quickly.

"Did you hear what Jinchang said before he left?"

Jinchang left, but Dong Zhongshu's face gradually became ugly.

If what Jinchang said is true, and Dong Zhongshu's guess is correct, then there is a person with extremely high level of luck lurking in the Han Dynasty.

Being able to curse Jinchang to doubt his life from thousands of miles away, Dong Zhongshu had no doubt that once judged by the King of Huainan, he would definitely be defeated by the magic battle initiated by the King of Huainan, and thus suffer a series of misfortunes until his death.

He has always focused on guarding against the new emperor and never thought about guarding against the King of Huainan, even though the latter is more important at the moment.

"Master uncle said he regretted practicing the Grave Scripture!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded in a low voice.

He had long known that the Prince of Huainan was an extraordinary ruler, second only to the Prince of Liang who had controlled the government in the past, and even better than Emperor Jing.

The Empress Dowager only guessed this before her death.

At this moment, Dong Zhongshu made a judgment based on the situation in Jinchang.

Dong Zhongshu came to Chang'an City with great confidence. After this incident, he obviously no longer had the confidence he had when he was planning last night.