Knife splashing

Chapter 586: Serial Killings

"Seven hundred meters southwest!"

Before he finished speaking, the bloody Nuo master Badeza jumped out.

This old demon originally belonged to the Tian clan Nuo altar, inherited the Dharma lineage of the "Eight Great Gods", was in charge of the "Tima Divine Song", and once lived in the Eighteen Villages of Bashu.

The Nuo master's method was originally to exorcise evil spirits and pray for blessings, but this person was obsessed with the evil technique of killing people. He soaked his ancestral knife in blood, and combined the Miao "痋术", the Maitreya "血莲诀" and the "Lu Ban法" to create the "血Ｎｏ Thirteen Styles".

Because he lost control of his evil practice, he caused the destruction of several Tujia villages and became so notorious that Cheng Jianxian personally hunted him down.

But this guy was cunning. He used a secret method to fake his death several times to escape, and took refuge under the command of the "King of Shu", thus saving his life.

Because of this, he hated Cheng Jianxian so much.

Someone escaped last time, and I don’t want to miss it this time.

This old demon was the leader of the southwestern evil forces under the command of the King of Shu. He was extremely powerful and at his command, more than a dozen experts and a team of black-feathered guards immediately rushed out of the temple.

Situ Qian, who played the role of "Guan Gong", glanced at him secretly.

To be honest, it was a bit reckless for Master Xue Nuo to pursue the enemy without authorization. Moreover, he had not yet obtained consent, which might be a hidden danger.

But to his surprise, the "King of Shu" just glanced at him and ignored him, looking around with his hands behind his back.

Situ Qian lowered his head, with more suspicion in his eyes...

On the other side, Master Xue Nuo and his companions moved very quickly. They headed southwest after leaving the Wuhou Temple and soon found their target.

But deep in the snow-covered bamboo forest, there stood an altar, with four square flags and a picture of mountains and rivers.

This is the Cheng family's flying sword arena.

Controlling a flying sword is not like just swinging your hand to take someone's head from thousands of meters away, but you need to set up an altar.

It requires both personal cultivation and the help of the altar.

But at this moment, the altar had already exploded, the four flags were crooked, the picture of mountains and rivers was shattered, and even the incense burner was broken into two halves, with ashes scattered all over the ground.

There were bloodstains on the ground, probably because the spellcaster's sword was destroyed and backfired. There were also messy footprints on the snow, leading to the distant mountains and forests.

With a bird's cry, the black kite soared into the sky and flew in the air.

"My lord, he has run far away."

The leader of the Black Feather Guard who followed bowed respectfully.

The blood-stained Nuo master Badeza ignored him, drew the blood-red scimitar from his waist, and directly picked up the red-stained snow.

"Manareda, Gemolasa..."

As he chanted the spell, black mist suddenly rose from the scimitar, the snow melted quickly, and the blood color was strangely absorbed by the scimitar.

This is his evil magic weapon, the Blood Sword.

This knife is bloodthirsty and can cast spells using blood as a medium, but it also has some taboos. On the fifteenth of every month, the blade must be poured with the blood of young boys and girls, otherwise it will backfire.

The Blood Nuo Master's sword is naturally in excellent condition.

While he was making hand gestures and chanting incantations, he raised the buzzing and trembling blood knife, pointed it towards the distance, and shook it suddenly.

Call ~
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up around them.

A strong smell of blood rushed into the distance.

"Well, he can't run away!"

A hint of blood flashed in Badeza's turbid old eyes, and he continued to chase with a sneer.

"grown ups!"

The leader of the Black Feather Guards was anxious, and said, "The prince's side is more important. What if he is trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain..."

"joke!"

Badeza turned around suddenly and said in a cold voice: "You don't know who he is... Anyway, just follow me. The prince is fine."

After saying that, he jumped out, accompanied by a strong wind.

The commander of the Black Feather Guard was a little confused, but since things had come to this point, he had no choice but to follow.

They rode their horses, even slower than Badeza, through the dense forests, and finally saw two dark figures supporting a person running wildly down the hillside in the distance...

On the other side, in the Wuhou Temple.

Today's "God of Joy's Parade" has come to an end. When the people saw that the people from the Shu Palace no longer gave out money, they left one after another.

When the frenzy faded, they began to feel a little scared.

Even the dumbest person can see that.
The Shu Palace is not holding a sacrifice today.

But to kill people!
Although it was risky, we gained a lot today. An old man picked a red rope from the tree in the Wuhou Temple, strung the "God of Happiness Money" on it, and helped his grandson carefully wear it around his neck.

This is also one of the customs in Shu.

Seeing all this, the King of Shu smiled. After all the people had left, he immediately ordered: "After returning, give out all the remaining money, and spread the news that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, bring the money of the God of Happiness to the Qingyang Palace, and you will have good luck this year."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The eunuch Liu, who held the seal, bowed and trembled.

As the chief steward of the harem, he saw and heard more things, but he couldn't guess that the current "King of Shu" was no longer the real him.

But he is smart and knows how to play dumb.

That's why he's still alive.

But now, he had a vague sense that something was wrong.

He would rather not know these things.

The King of Shu asked him to participate, clearly intending to kill him...

Just when he was feeling uneasy, the King of Shu suddenly turned around and looked at the roof of the Sanyi Temple. His eyes narrowed slightly and became solemn.

But three people were standing on the roof, and the leader was a blind old Taoist, who was Cheng Jianxian, whose Taoism skills were declining.

Next to him, there were two more people standing.

One is Mingshanzi from the Cheng family.

The other one was Ling Yunzi, who received Li Yan on Qingcheng Mountain at that time.

The reinforcements from Qingcheng Mountain have finally arrived!

"Do it!"

The King of Shu was accompanied by a team of black-feathered guards. At this moment, they no longer concealed themselves and simply tore off their red robes. At the same time, they took out the magic fire spears from their ceremonial guards and pointed them into the air.

But before he could pull the trigger, figures in Taoist robes appeared on the outer wall of the Wuhou Temple, waving magic swords in their hands and pointing in unison.

Call ~
In an instant, the world around me started spinning.

The Black Feather Guards were horrified to find that the sky over the Wuhou Temple had turned black and all the buildings were wrapped in thick fog and spinning rapidly.

Four huge black shadows appeared in the air.

Judging from the outline, they are Liu, Guan, Zhang and Zhuge Wuhou.

As for the Cheng family and the people from Qingcheng Mountain, they disappeared completely.

"It's the Eight Diagrams!"

Situ Qian's face also became solemn, and he looked around, "This is using the incense of the secular god in the Wuhou Temple to perform this operation. How is this possible? I clearly asked the temple priest to seal the divine eye..."

They chose this place, so they must have made some preparations and had also investigated it before.

How did the people in Qingcheng Mountain solve the problem so quietly?

Situ Qianbai was puzzled and became more alert.

They re-established the "Ghost Troupe" and originally thought that they had a strong force and powerful horses, but now it seems that the righteous ways of Xuanmen should not be underestimated.

Only the "King of Shu" remained expressionless, with his hands behind his back, looking around, and shook his head slightly, saying, "In the past, Mr. Pang De often stayed in a boat to study Yi, in fact, he was investigating the dragon veins of the Han River, and later founded the Lumen Hidden Sect, and passed on the "Dunjia Heavenly Book" and the "Eight Stone Soldiers Formation" to Zhuge Liang, which is the foundation of the "Eight Formation Diagram."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Unfortunately, I read these two scriptures earlier than them."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took off the jade sword from his waist, swung it in a sword flower, and pointed it to the northwest, "Attack that way!"

At the command, the Black Feather Guards opened fire in unison.

boom!
There were constant huge roars and the air was filled with smoke.

It seemed as if something was shattered. Several huge black shadows in the sky began to disintegrate, and the white mist surrounding the buildings also quickly dissipated.

Only then did everyone realize that they had unknowingly moved and changed direction.

The area where the shooting took place before was the Sanyi Temple.

At this moment, a large area of ​​the roof of the Sanyi Temple had collapsed, with bricks, tiles and rubble falling, mixed with broken flags and swords.

The three people on the roof, along with the Qingcheng Taoists, had long disappeared.

Facing a whole team of magic guns, no matter how high your kung fu skills or how powerful your magic are, you will be smashed to pieces if you are hit by one.

The "King of Shu" didn't care, he just took out a yellow talisman from his bosom, wrote something quickly with a cinnabar pen, then folded it into a paper crane, put it to his mouth, chanted a spell, and threw it.
The paper crane flew into the sky and flapped its wings away.

Not long after, gunfire was heard outside the Wuhou Temple, and the Blood Nuo Master and a group of people returned quickly.

They looked a little embarrassed, with several of their men missing, including several Black Feather Guards and evildoers, all of whom looked pale, as if they had been powdered.

As soon as he ran into the yard, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Master Xue Nuo looked grim, and he said, "Your Highness, we were ambushed by the old monks from Guangde Temple. Fortunately, we used muskets to drive them back."

He was only on guard against the Taoist priest, but he didn't expect to fall into the monk's trap.

Situ Qian also had an unpleasant expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that the Xuanmen Orthodox Sect in Shu has united, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble."

"It doesn't matter."

The "King of Shu" smiled slightly, "It's been so many years, and they have never improved. I know the power of firearms, but they still use the same old tricks."

Situ Qian gritted his teeth and said, "We have to be on guard against these people."

The development of things has exceeded his expectations, and Situ Qian inexplicably felt a bad feeling in his heart.

However, the "King of Shu" didn't care and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, they are all in the plan to deal with the other person."

Situ Qian was stunned. "Who?"

The "King of Shu" turned around and smiled meaningfully, "Haven't you seen it before?"

When Situ Qian heard this, he felt a chill on his back.

Of course he knew who the King of Shu was talking about.

"Hahaha…"

Seeing his expression, the "King of Shu" laughed and strode away, "The situation is already determined. No matter how many people they have, it will be useless. Let's go and see what we have gained in the city."

Looking at the other person's departing back, Situ Qian felt his scalp tingling.

This style,

Definitely not the King of Shu!
…………

"It's noon!"

"Quick, do as I say!"

In the Prince's Mansion, at the command of Granny Jin, everyone in the hall immediately got busy, spreading the glutinous rice in bamboo baskets, and then using bronze mirrors to reflect light and illuminate the glutinous rice.

After half an incense stick, mix the incense ash with cinnabar, add rootless water, and mix everything.

The people that Master Wuxiang brought with him this time were all from all walks of life. There was someone who was good at making dough figurines, and he quickly made a dummy with these materials.

In the hall, Granny Jin had already set up the altar.

Li Yan stood by and observed carefully.

This altar is completely different in specifications from the Xuanmen altar and is more ancient in shape. There is a pottery jar enshrined on it, with a black-scaled snake swimming around in it, spitting out its tongue, but it never leaves the jar.

It's a spirit beast...

Feeling the other person's aura, Li Yan frowned slightly.

The spirit snake is nothing. In terms of bloodline, it is far inferior to Lu San's little white fox.

What really shocked him was the tablet behind the snake jar, on which was clearly written: The tablet of the Queen Mother of the West.

Could it be that this Nuo goddess is of the lineage?
Related to the Queen Mother of the West?

There are also roosters, raw eggs and other items placed on the altar.

Granny Jin in front had already put on her Zi Gu Nuo mask and was sitting cross-legged, chanting silently and waving her cane, making all kinds of small things jingle.

After the blood-colored face figurine was molded, it was immediately placed on the altar.

Granny Jin suddenly opened her eyes, her eyeballs rolled up, leaving only the whites of her eyes. She shook her head and started to dance the Nuo dance. She also took a knife from the altar, waving it left and right, muttering to herself.

Suddenly, she stumbled two steps and came to the bound Grand Duke. She swung the hatchet, pierced his fingertips and forehead, and smeared the blood on the dough doll...

After seeing these processes, Li Yan already understood the other party's methods.

There are only a few ways to exorcise evil spirits and ward off disasters. Although the forms and methods are different, the principles are the same.

This is to use the method of confusing gods to replace disasters.

Use dolls to ward off disasters.

Although it can remove the curse, there will be many taboos afterwards.

For example, in Chongqing Prefecture, a wealthy family used innocent people from the opera troupe to ward off disaster, but was sabotaged by Li Yan and suffered a direct backlash, nearly wiping out the entire family.

After placing the puppets in place, Granny Jin chanted a spell again, waved the hatchet, and tapped the ground with her toes, as if she was avoiding something.

Faintly, there is a bit of Yu Bu's shadow.

Suddenly, Granny Jin shouted loudly: "Sky snakes return to their caves, earth snakes enter cracks, human snakes are beheaded, and ghost snakes are extinct!"

The black color in the pottery jar immediately became restless, jumped out of the jar, coiled around the puppet, opened its big mouth, and swallowed the puppet bit by bit.

Call ~
Suddenly, strong winds blew up all around, and gusts of cold fog rose from the altar. A layer of white frost also formed on the body of the black snake.

The other offerings also vibrated.

"Break!"

Just as the black snake swallowed the doll whole, Granny Jin suddenly swung her hatchet and chopped it in mid-air.

Snapped!
The black snake broke directly into two pieces.

When the spell was cast, the bound prince struggled desperately like a madman, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a beast.

But at the moment when the black snake broke, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he was shot by a sharp arrow. He let out a long breath and his eyes gradually became confused.

"You...are you a group of demons?"

Looking at the people around him, his face looked grim.

All memories still remain at the time when the curse occurred.

"Meet the Grand Duke."

Young Master Wuxiang smiled slightly, stepped forward and bowed, recounting the situation, and said seriously: "If we want to stop that evildoer's plot, we must take back the military power, and we also need the help of the Grand Duke."

Listening to his story, the eldest prince's face became gloomy and he didn't say a word, but his eyes flickered, and he was obviously a little scared.

Young Master Wuxiang's eyes rolled, and he quickly bowed and said, "Prince, you are the key at this moment. If you can put order out of chaos, the throne of the King of Shu will be in your pocket."

"it is good!"

The Grand Prince gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

After all, there is no way back now.

He gave the order without hesitation, released a subordinate from his mother's family, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the guard post to invite a few generals, and tell them that I will host a banquet on New Year's Day."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The subordinate received the order and left the house in a hurry.

The Grand Duke was still a little worried, so he turned to look at Master Wuxiang, "Sir, can you really remove the curse?"

"can."

Granny Jin interrupted with a serious expression, "I used the disaster substitution method, and the spirit snake died for you. You must also observe the three taboos."

"For three years, you are not allowed to enter Xiang land, and you are forbidden to see snakes, including pictures. On the first day of every month, you must offer sacrifices to the Zi Gu deity."

"If it breaks accidentally..."

The Grand Duke asked tentatively.

"Hum~"

Granny Jin sneered, "Then the snake spirit will enter your dreams and torture you all night long. No one can save you."

The Grand Duke swallowed his saliva and dared not say any more nonsense.

Another half an incense stick of time passed before the servant who had gone out to report the news finally returned, "Your Majesty, the generals said they will be here soon."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Li Yan's ears twitched slightly and his expression changed drastically, "Oh no, it's a trap, prepare to break out!"

"I'm afraid you guys can't leave..."

Stiff official language came from outside the gate.

But a black-robed monk appeared on the street outside the Prince's Mansion at some point in time. He was wearing a white hat and a string of human bones around his neck.

It was the Black Sect Lama Dorje Tashi.

In the distance on the street, there were also a lot of horse hoof sounds, led by several generals of the garrisons.

Their eyes were clear, and there was no sign of being cursed...

(End of this chapter)