Tomb Raiders in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 262 Charms
Li Mojin laughed dryly: "Since this is the case, it is only a possibility."

"Let's not talk about this first, the hanging rope you found is no good, you have to look for it again." Zhang Faqiu said as he walked.

"No?" Li Mojin asked, "This has killed many people."

"I want the kind of guy who hangs himself, but you're very different."

Li Mojin asked puzzledly: "What's the difference? Aren't they all hanged?"

"The difference is very big." Zhang Faqiu said as he walked while shivering, "The ones you found from the army are for execution, and they carry murderous and hostile auras on them. What I want are those It is used by people to commit suicide; what kind of person would commit suicide? It must be because there is something wrong in his heart, he cannot live, he is full of hatred and resentment towards this world, and he is full of despair in his heart, this is what I want.”

"Come on, I thought I could sleep comfortably tonight, but I didn't expect to continue running!" Li Mojin smiled bitterly: "I will take people to continue looking."

"Zuo Li'an is quite good at handling things. You can leave it to him to find him. Xihe Yan'an has a large population. As long as you pay some money, you can still find out about this kind of thing, but there is one thing to tell when the time comes. He, don’t find the rope for hanging himself, just get me someone to hang himself.”

"I didn't say that we are a regular army. If you think it's bandits, you can't do it. You can't do such a reckless thing."

Zhang Faqiu had already arrived in the inner room. He put the big knife in his hand on the table, rubbed his hands together and started to jump up. It was so cold that his hands almost fell to the ground.

Li Mojin looked at it and laughed, and rushed out before Zhang Faqiu could speak.

The coffin can be used, but the smell is very strong; but what is born is this corpse smell, so no matter how foul the smell is, you have to endure it.

Zhang Faqiu looked at the big knife carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was extraordinary. The material can be seen. It is made of very common materials. If there is something strange, it should be this. It is made of refined iron.

Zhang Faqiu said it was Xiang Yu's saber, but he was not very sure in his heart.

To put it bluntly, he was fooling Li Mojin.

"I still need...the moss from the century-old Jingbian mountain must be very fresh." Zhang Faqiu remembered that the Suzhen Bieyuan was surrounded by Zhangjiazhuang, and there must be such things in Zhangjiazhuang.

When he was about to go out, he ran into Li Changkun looking for him.

"Brother, something is wrong. There seems to be a person lying in the coffin we brought back from Yizhuang."

"Isn't it all cleaned up, why are you carrying a person?" When Zhang Faqiu was about to go outside, he turned back and walked over with the murderous sword in his hand.

The coffin was parked in the firewood room, and before it got close, it could already smell a stench soaring to the sky.

On the way here, Zhang Faqiu also understood the matter almost.

Although the firewood room is stinky, they have to come here to carry firewood.

Just when the servant in the other courtyard came over to the thing, he heard creaking noises from the room where the coffin was parked. The angry servant thought it was a thief.

He kicked open the door and rushed in. Just as he was about to yell "Catch the thief", he saw a coffin facing the door. Inside was a half-aged man, with some black smoke still rising from his body.

At this moment, three or four servants were almost scared to death, and they all scrambled and scrambled to the front yard.

When Zhang Faqiu arrived, there were already a dozen or so warriors standing outside the door with knives in their hands. As long as Zhang Faqiu gave an order, no matter what monsters and monsters he was, they would all be chopped into pieces.

Dragging the knife to the outside of the door, Zhang Faqiu looked at the top of the roof, and couldn't tell that there was any lack of doorway. The body was not the original body, and those abilities naturally disappeared.

Zhang Faqiu raised his jaw, a martial artist screamed, and smashed the door open with a knife. Zhang Faqiu rushed in with a roar, held the murderous big knife in his hand, and sat on the gravel to chop it out. .

With the flash of the knife, Zhang Faqiu strode straight up to the coffin, and when he was about to chop it down with a knife, he saw a yellow-skinned child lying in the coffin in horror, shaking all over his body.

The knife didn't cut completely, it just stayed three inches away from Huang Pizi.

The oppressive cold seemed to freeze Huang Pizi to death, Zhang Faqiu withdrew his knife and lifted the coffin with his feet, Huang Pizi screamed strangely, but he didn't dare to jump out of the coffin.

"Go back wherever you came from, this is not a place for you to stay!" Zhang Faqiu shouted: "Get out!"

Huang Pizi looked like a big yellow dog, with his hind legs crossed and his front legs together, he bowed to Zhang Faqiu, and then jumped out of the coffin without waiting for a rub, and turned around along the beam of the firewood house , has disappeared.

Zhang Faqiu sighed: "This is looking for the smell of corpses. When General Zhang led those spirits here, nothing should have happened. Why did these monsters gather here?"

Li Changkun said: "When the lord was still there, none of the goblins with a radius of hundreds of miles retreated after hearing the news, but now that the lord is out to sea, these goblins start to move."

"Monsters come out of troubled times, it seems that this is true."

After Li Changkun heard Zhang Faqiu's exclamation, he felt very familiar, and just said: "My lord said the same way back then."

Zhang Faqiu thought for a while, but he didn't speak. He asked someone to fetch cinnabar, and went out to buy a few black dogs with very pure coat colors.

Although he can't reveal his identity now, it doesn't mean he can't do some things.

For Zhang Faqiu, such things as drawing a few talisman papers are trivial.

The lines of the spells already carry the power of nature; some people's spells have the power to shake the world, but some people's spells have no power at all.

Ordinary people think that the spells drawn by people with magic power have a strong power to subdue demons, while the spells drawn by people without magic power do not have the power to subdue demons, but this is not the case.

In fact, spells are a kind of lines that communicate the power of heaven and earth. Zhang Faqiu has studied the lines of gods on his body before, so drawing spells is really a piece of cake for him.

In response to the situation in Suzhen Bieyuan during this period of time, Zhang Faqiu planned to draw two kinds of charms, one called Zhenyao Talisman and the other called Zhenmo Talisman.

Listening to the name, it looks like a high-end product, but the things recorded in the burial scriptures, even if they sound like a high-end product, are not necessarily mainland products.

(End of this chapter)