The fruit of killing life

Chapter 7 Down!fall!fall!
In the city wall of the royal tomb.

Except for the third courtyard where Baocheng is housed, the two courtyards in front, especially the stone lanterns on both sides of the Shinto, have already been lit.

The powder-based soap boots step on the bluestone Shinto.

The two men, Wang Cheng and Wang Cheng, who were holding long knives at their waists, went not to the hut, but to the Xiangdian, the deepest part of the second courtyard, where the spiritual seat of the first Luoyang king "Yili King Zhou Yi" was enshrined.

'Sure enough, it's a trick. '

Wang Yuan quietly followed immediately after taking the medicine.

Breaking through the "full strength" caused a qualitative change in his ability to control his body. He moved around without a sound, and followed the two of them like a ghostly shadow.

However, at the moment when Wang Yuan and the two had just stepped into the second courtyard.

"The three gods of Su Xiao, strictly driving the Kuilong. The mighty sword god king, cut off evil and wipe out traces. Ziqi rides the sky, Danxia Hechong"

Suddenly, I heard a very subtle voice chanting scriptures in front of me, like the howling of the wind, like the singing of birds, like the chilling frost in late autumn, but it just didn't look like a human being.

Listen carefully, the further forward the sound is, the clearer it is, and the more manic it is.

"Swallow demons and eat ghosts, drink the wind horizontally. The sky is fierce, and Weibei leads the front. 30 soldiers, guarding me nine times.

The corpse is removed for thousands of miles, but it is ominous to get rid of it.Dare to have little ghosts, if you want to come and see.The big ax that cuts the sky, cuts the five shapes of ghosts"

There are many illusions faintly appearing in front of my eyes, it seems that there are infinite ghosts surrounded by an evil god with the head of a man, staring at me viciously, as if staring at a good feast.

'This mausoleum is not quite right, you can't go any further. '

Wang Yuan was keenly aware that his current state was a bit like watching "The Book of Corpse Accounts" before.

You don't need to read it, just get close to it, and some weird knowledge of evil sects will get into your mind, and then gradually take root.

Let yourself have a strong desire to read.

He had a hunch that if he could stay here and listen carefully for two days, it was very possible that he could comprehend some kind of divine channeling method from this scripture.

Of course, it is more likely to become a lunatic who can only chant sutras.

He stopped far away and looked up at Xiangdian, but unexpectedly saw Wang Cheng and the others inserting two sticks of high-grade longevity incense into the small cauldron in front of the spiritual tablet as if nothing had happened.

Then he took off the two scarlet wooden tablets enshrined on the incense table and tied them around his waist.

It was only then that Wang Yuan realized that he seemed a bit special compared to these Wang clansmen.

"I've had enough of that idiot!

Don't wait for the [weird] in the ancestral hall to attack, wait until the thing below midnight wakes up to see how he died.

The mere "drug bait" dared to drink five and six because he was a fool.

When we said that there were ghosts outside after dark, we were so scared that we dared not go anywhere? "

"Hehe, I would like to appreciate his expression when he bumps into [Strange] for the second time.

The [strange] thing in the ancestral hall sucked up all the luck and fortune of the main lineage son in advance, and washed him clean. It was the irresistible bait of that thing.

With him at the front, as long as we keep silent, we can rely on this 'rune badge' to protect ourselves."

Wang Yuan was startled. In the royal tomb that the Wang family has guarded for generations, there is actually a [strange]?
The tomb guards can only spend the night here safely by relying on the "talisman waist card" that has been enshrined for many years?
Seeing the two of them put on their badges and start to return the same way, his eyes flickered coldly.

'Sure enough, it's not for the thousand acres of fertile land.

It seems that before they run away, these two grandsons who want to harm your family's thirteenth uncle can't stay! '

But the method still needs to pay attention to it.

From Wang Yuan's point of view, if you go on the rampage with some force, it's no different from a gorilla.

He doesn't have the so-called heart of a warrior at all, [Tao Chuan Art of War] is no different from knives, spears, swords, and halberds, they are just useful tools.

What's more, I'm only a mere [flesh and bone appearance] Dacheng, and I'm still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from rampant, Wang Cheng's strength in front of me alone is not inferior to me.

After making up his mind, he took a step ahead and slipped back.

The night is getting darker.

The two of them sat back at the table, drinking rice wine bowl after bowl of peanuts without any abnormality.

Looking towards the main entrance from time to time, muttering in a low voice:

"We have already prepared here, why haven't Ge Daoye's people come yet?
Could it be some accident?The 200th year of King Yili's great sacrifice is approaching, and now the Beiman Mountain is becoming more and more uneven. "

Probably because they had been drinking, they talked more and revealed some inside information without guidance. Wang Yuan couldn't help but prick up his ears and listen carefully.

Well, now that I reveal myself, I won't have to torture myself later.

Wang Cheng dismissed his companion's worries:

"Worrying about it, Daoist Ge has received the [God], and the [Chizhuan Warlock] who has really entered the threshold of the sect is a master of immortality who is qualified to pursue immortality.

His subordinates are all strong men from all corners of the country, and he may have been passed on a few Taoism and fairy arts, so it's our turn to worry?

As long as you arrive before midnight, you won't delay your business.

However, do you feel that the aftertaste of today's wine is a bit strong, and your mind is dizzy. "

"Shouldn't it? Labor and management are still nervous about what happened yesterday. In order to strengthen their courage, they got a little high after drinking.

It's all the fool's fault. "

"."

Maybe it's Jiu Zhuang who is cowardly, or maybe it's because the task is almost completed, the more the two of them talk, the less scruples they get. Anyway, this idiot can't understand anything except eating.

suddenly.

"So that "The Book of Corpse Accounts" that attracted [strange] was written by the sorcerer Ge Daoye?"

"Nonsense, who else but him? Huh?"

Wang Cheng and Wang Cheng, who were chatting together for a while, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and suddenly raised their heads to look at the "fool" who interrupted abruptly.

But at this time, his eyes were clear, and although his brows were slightly frowned because of the news he heard suddenly, there was still no trace of the stupid look he had once had.

Geek!

The two felt as if they had seen a ghost, their hearts were beating wildly, it was even scarier than hearing him say that there was a grandpa yesterday.

"No! Wang Yuan has been a fool since he was a child. You can't be him. Who are you?!"

It's just that Wang Yuan's acting is really good at ordinary times. After 15 years of subtle influence, even if someone tells them the truth, they will probably only give the other party a look of caring and foolishness.

Can a fool start acting at the age of three?Who would believe such nonsense?

Clang!Clang!
However, the long-term tacit understanding still made the two of them draw their knives immediately and violently, preparing to take down this "Wang Yuan" first.

Each family's [Taoist Art of War] has two schools, big and small.

The small art of war is [Martial Arts], also called "the law of a hundred men against the enemy" and "the law of soldiers";

The strength of Dao soldiers is of course closely related to the quality of the soldiers themselves, but what is more important in fighting in the battle formation is the battle formation technique.

As few as two or three people, as many as thousands of people, once the formation is formed, the power will increase immediately, which is definitely not the same as fighting alone.

The two of them formed a small formation, one with "full strength" and the other with "inner strength", daring to confront any [Tao Bing]'s previous existence head-on.

however.

Facing the bone-piercing blade, Wang Yuan just shook his finger and spit out three words:

"Pour! Pour! Pour!"

As if under a spell, the feet of the two people who had just stimulated their blood and strength went limp, and they actually fell to the ground with a "plop", "puff".

"Mongohan medicine?"

Both of them were sore and numb, their muscles were weak, and they were dizzy. Just the simple movement of raising their heads exhausted all their strength.

But it was because they exerted their strength suddenly and directly detonated the medicinal properties accumulated in their bodies.

Wang Yuan didn't even move his body, he ate his last elbow slowly, hiccupped, and smiled lightly at them as if asking for credit:
"I made it myself, isn't it good?
The material comes from datura flowers on Beiman Mountain. The main ingredients are scopolamine, scopolamine and atropine. Forget it, you illiterates can't understand it.

The combination of this medicine and alcohol is perfect, the medicine is powerful and the anesthesia effect is better.

It is really a good medicine that is necessary for walking in the rivers and lakes, and it is good in large quantities, dear! "

"mean!"

The two of Wang Cheng felt a little magical, and a fool suddenly stopped being stupid, and he even learned how to make medicine. The cognition of more than ten years was smashed to pieces in an instant.

I never thought that not only was Wang Yuan not ashamed, but his face was taken for granted:

"I have prepared several plans, and it is not necessary to prescribe medicine at the beginning.

But who told the two of you to go to the latrine together before, and leave me here alone, facing these tempting drinks and dishes?

Opportunities are so rare, if you don't take sweat medicine, will you still be human?Even a fool can't stand this fatal temptation! "

'You are right. '

The two couldn't help but be filled with grief and indignation.

Xindao, if you weren't so good at acting, who would be so relieved of you?
Wang Yuan got up and wiped his hands on Wang Cheng's body.

He picked up the tiger-head saber made by the mausoleum guardian from the ground.

There is a brass tiger head inlaid on the hilt of the knife, and the blade is made of wrought iron, which is as clean as water, and when it is blown lightly, the bone-chilling blade will make a chilling clang.

Chong——!
As soon as the blade turned, it rested on Wang Cheng's neck, but Wang Yuan's voice was colder than the blade:
"Well, our time is precious.

Come on, tell Uncle Thirteen obediently, besides my family's thousand acres of land, what else do Wang Yunhu and that Daoist Ge want to do?Why did you invite [weird] to harm me? ! "

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