Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 262 Women's War: More Than One Cold Stream
Wen Sheng must have been terrified. When he followed Zhuo Zhuo to practice in the stone house, he looked like he was facing an enemy all the way.

When they got there, they sat down facing each other, Zhuo Zhuo sprinkled a handful of incense ash, and when he was about to draw a witch formation, Wen Sheng shouted nervously: "Stop!"

Zhuo Zhuo looked up at him, raised his eyebrows: "Wen Sheng, don't struggle, you can't escape."

Wen Sheng was so nervous that his mouth went dry, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips: "Sister Zhuo Zhuo, I don't want to escape, but before using witchcraft, can you tell me what kind of witchcraft is there? It’s better to prepare me mentally.”

"Is that so? Then I'll tell you about it."

Zhuo Zhuo put down the small stick and sat cross-legged.Wen Sheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"There are nine kinds of witchcraft that I know. You all know the four kinds of witchcraft in the place and the second highness: fixation, floating, ghosting and mind. I have learned five kinds here, and I will explain them to you. First of all It is an extension of the magic shadow technique, that is, the environment where the target can be seen can continue for a period of time. Then there is the movement technique, which can control the behavior of the target. There is also a technique called the same technique, which is divided into three types. There are three kinds of witchcraft, so there are three kinds of witchcraft. One is to control the target's feelings, such as pain, itching, etc.; the other is to control the target's mood, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy; Language, he will say whatever you want him to say."

Wen Sheng swallowed: "Sister Zhuo Zhuo, it's easy to talk about other things, the feeling of the same technique, don't make me too painful."

Zhuo Zhuo laughed: "Don't worry, you are my good brother, I won't let you feel any pain."

Wen Sheng nodded, then took a deep breath, and said righteously: "Then come."

Zhuo Zhuo started to draw the art formation, which is her favorite movement art.How interesting it is to control a person's behavior, he has to do whatever you want him to do, and it is very useful to learn it well.

"Come on, come to the witch array."

Wen Sheng took another deep breath, and then walked into the witch formation.It turns out that walking into the incense ash witch formation will not destroy the witch formation, not because of the special shoes, but because this kind of incense ash is special.This is the ashes specially used by wizards to draw witch formations, which are formed by burning them with special incense.

Wen Sheng walked into the witch formation, but hadn't sat down yet: "Sister Zhuo Zhuo, what kind of witchcraft is this?"

"Kinetic."

Wen Sheng just sat down and closed his eyes tightly.Up to now, he can only resign himself to fate.

After Wen Sheng sat down, Zhuo Zhuo began to practice.She is already very proficient at making Wen Sheng pose in various poses and movements. What she has to do is to break away from the witch formation and still be able to use witchcraft.But an hour passed, but nothing changed.No matter how much she does, she can't make it.

Zhuo Zhuo was sweating profusely, and Wen Sheng was not much better.Being controlled by Zhuo Zhuo, coupled with the nervousness of not knowing what will happen in the next second, he was about to collapse.

Zhuo Zhuo had to stop, and it took a long time for Wen Sheng to stand up and walk.But just one step away, he staggered and almost fell.

Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly supported him, and he smiled wryly: "Sister Zhuo Zhuo, are you still controlling me? Why do I feel that my legs are not working properly?"

"It would be great if I could still control you, but unfortunately I don't have that level."

"Is it really out of control? Why do I feel that my appetite is not good?"

"It means that you lack practice, practice with me a few more times and you will calm down."

someone looks sad...

Lying on the bed, Zhuo Zhuo felt a little depressed, he only focused on the same practice, and couldn't reach that level no matter how many times he asked his grandfather, he didn't say anything, and only asked her to practice more.It would be great if Han Yingxi was by his side, you can also ask him.

Turning over, Zhuo Zhuo hugged the quilt, but the quilt was soft and not warm, not like his body at all.I miss him so much, it's been almost a month, and he doesn't know what to do.That Zhenye will definitely show her courteousness when she is not around, although she believes that the person Han Yingxi loves deeply is her, but that Zhenye is a pretty woman, and Han Yingxi is a pervert, so I must vent on her, Zhuo Zhuo Heart ache.

Sitting up, she shook her head, unable to think about it.After getting out of bed, she went to the next door.The child was sleeping soundly on the bed, and Ding Ling sat at the table and sewed a small cloak for her.

Zhuo Zhuo sat beside her, holding his chin to look: "Your craftsmanship is really good, much better than mine. But can you wear a cape at such a young age?"

"She'll be half a year old when it's cold, and she'll be cute in a cape."

Zhuo Zhuo laughed, how beautiful is a half-year-old daughter?It's all so touching now.Jill looks a lot like her father, that smelly man, but he is a heartthrob.

"Can't sleep?"

"Well, I miss Jill's father."

Ding Ling laughed: "I heard from Wen Sheng that the practice has not been going well these few days, so I feel even worse, right?"

"Yeah, it's so annoying. I always feel that I'm pretty good. I can't do it without practicing so many times."

"Although I don't understand witchcraft, I have heard a lot from my family since I was a child. It is very hard to practice witchcraft, so an outstanding wizard has a good mood and character. Couldn't hold on."

Zhuo Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "You mean that my state of mind and character are not in place, right?"

Ding Ling paused: "I...I'm not..."

Finding that Zhuo Zhuo was smiling, Ding Ling showed a helpless expression and continued to sew the cloak: "I'm relieved that you can still joke, it means you are not too depressed."

Zhuozhuo pouted, the lights flickered, and their Yingzi also jumped a few times.

"Ding Ling, have you heard of Long Qiuyue?"

Ding Ling shook his head: "I've never heard of it, who is it?"

"A very powerful wizard, but died 23 years ago."

"I was not born at that time, how could I have heard of it?"

"But he is very powerful, he is a genius, and he has a great reputation. Everyone knew him at that time, but he didn't know about the Great Wizard Chasing Wind."

Ding Ling smiled and said: "What's the use of that? Everyone is dead. Everyone now knows that the Great Wizard Chasing Wind doesn't know about Long Qiuyue."

Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips, yes, if Long Qiuyue returned, he might become an unprecedented great wizard, but unfortunately he died.Zhuifeng is not as good as Xingyun's [-]%, but Xingyun has lost his cultivation, and now the most powerful wizard in the world is still Zhuifeng...

Zhuo Zhuo straightened up suddenly, and Ding Ling couldn't help looking at her curiously.

Wait, what if Xingyun's loss of cultivation is also related to Chasing the Wind?What if Chasing the Wind is like a cold and clear stream, in order to become the most powerful wizard in the world, he would not hesitate to kill his junior and poison his master?

"Zhuo Zhuo, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips, and then looked at Ding Ling: "Perhaps not all outstanding wizards are of good mood and moral character. There are some people who do not achieve their goals and do whatever they can. They can endure everything, even hard training!"

Suddenly, I felt that there was a conspiracy everywhere.She killed a Hanqingjian, and there are countless Hanqingjians in this world.

Zhuo Zhuo came out of Ding Ling's room, and by chance, Ling Zimo also came back.Seeing him hurrying over, Zhuo Zhuo knew something was going on.

"Zhuo Zhuo, I already know the way to unlock the Zangshu Pavilion mechanism."

At last there was good news, Zhuo Zhuo showed a smile.Without further ado, Ling Zimo said hello to the guarding generals. Not only will these not stop Zhuo Zhuo and Ling Zimo, but they will also help monitor Xingyun and Zhonggu.

The two came to the library, and Ling Zimo opened the stone door according to the method he saw and released the mechanism inside. The two walked into the library, Zhuo Zhuo stood in the center, looking around at the mountains of bamboo slips.

God, why are there so many books?The library pavilion of the temple is similar to this, right?

She swallowed, walked over and picked up a random book to read.Most of these books record matters related to organs and divination, as well as medicines, medical skills, yin and yang and the five elements.These are not what Zhuo Zhuo wants.

Finally, I picked up a volume, and it was about witchcraft.

"Zhuo Zhuo, it's getting late, we have to leave."

Ling Zimo reminded her that Zhuo Zhuo turned over again, picked up seven or eight volumes of witchcraft records and held them in his arms, and then walked out with Ling Zimo.

With so many books, she wouldn't notice if a few volumes were missing. During this period of time, she didn't have to do anything else, just read these books.

Back in the room, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't wait to open a volume.

Each volume only tells about two witchcrafts, with pictures of witchcraft arrays and the effects of witchcraft practice.In the blank space, there are some thoughts expressed by the kid, which should be written by Xing Yun.

Zhuo Zhuo just wanted to find the witchcraft that could get rid of the plague, so he didn't need to spend time practicing it, just read the above effects and Nebula's experience.

In this way, seven or eight volumes were quickly read, but I didn't find what I wanted.Zhuo Zhuo couldn't help being disappointed.In fact, it is not certain whether there is such a witchcraft or not, Zhuo Zhuo is just trying his luck to find something for Han Ying.

She was lying on the bed, looking very tired.However, I don't know how many witchcraft records there are, as long as I haven't read all of them, there is still hope.

With another sigh, the exhausted Zhuo Zhuo fell asleep.

When she woke up, the light at the door was dim, Zhuo Zhuo sat up all of a sudden, God, it won't be evening, will it?
The bamboo slips on the table were all gone, Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly put on his clothes and went out, everyone was talking outside, and seeing Zhuo Zhuo coming out, he couldn't help but look over.

"Sister Zhuo Zhuo, are you awake? Wen Sheng said that you are too tired, so you can't practice today, so you have to rest well. I'm still worried. But you seem to be quite energetic."

Xiaomi hugged Jier and looked at Zhuo Zhuo with a smile.Zhuo Zhuo looked at Wen Sheng, who winked at her, Zhuo Zhuo laughed.

"It's just that you're tired, and you'll be fine if you get enough sleep."

Zhuo Zhuo walked over, picked up Xiaomi's daughter in his arms, coaxed her, and the child laughed.

"But my sister can still sleep. After sleeping for a day and a night, are you hungry? I have asked the attendants to cook a lot of delicious food."

"Thank you Xiaomi, I'm really hungry when you say that."

Everyone ate together, and Xiaomi stayed for a while before leaving.As soon as she left, Zhuo Zhuo asked Wen Sheng nervously: "Where are the books?"

Wen Sheng smiled and said, "I put it away and put it in the box."

Zhuo Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)