Jiang Mo's face was unusually pale, and he covered his neck tightly with his hands, and blood gushed out from his fingers.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, Yun Kang quickly asked Shen Moutong to choke the blood vessels in his neck, and then took out a handful of herbs from the Dragon Swallowing Ring and chewed them into medicinal mud to apply to his wounds.

The wound was deep and long, and it almost cut the throat.

Yun Kang pressed the blood vessels on Jiang Mo's neck, shot out a true qi to help him stop the bleeding, and said, "You must not die, and don't die in front of me." "It's so easy to resurrect, if you are killed by a fox, the prestige of the Red Devil Jade Venerable will be ruined.

Jiang Mo rolled his eyes when he pinched him, coughed hard, and the blood immediately washed away the medicine mud and sprayed out like a faucet.

Yun Kang barely stopped the bleeding for him, ripped off another shirt sleeve, wrapped it around his neck, and tied it tightly. Then warned him not to cough, to gasp lightly, the hemostatic medicine is not enough, and he can't bear the waste of one breath at a time.

Jiang Mo's lips were white, his face was bloodless, the blood stained the collar wet, he was originally wearing a red shirt, and the color of the shirt became mottled after the blood.

Seeing that he was about to faint to the ground, Jiang Rongzhan was very nervous and worried, and kept asking, "Son, what do you think, can you hold on?"

Jiang Mo waved his hand at him, signaling that there was no need to worry. Yunkang said to Jiang Rongzhan: "He's fine, he can't die." ”

The atmosphere was a little gloomy, Yun Kang glanced at Jiang Mo, and said in a teasing tone: "You have to cheer up, don't fall asleep." Tie a bow around his neck, becoming more and more handsome and extraordinary, the eldest young master of the Jiang family, he can't say that he will die. ”

Jiang Mo's eyes were very trance-like, Yun Kang shook his head, and secretly felt depressed for him, how arrogant and domineering this kid used to be, but now he is just a mortal in the flesh, he has no ability, and even a fox can bully him.

The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon was trapped in the shallows and was played by shrimp. Cultivating immortals can become ordinary people, the psychological gap is too big, how can he bear it.

"Rest for a while. Yunkang turned his head, took a flashlight to shine forward, and said: "This is Fox Hill, and it is not strange that there are a few foxes, but it is a bit unusual for foxes to burrow in such a deep underground." ”

Jiang Rongzhan looked at Jiang Mo, sighed with sorrow on his face, nodded and said: "This fox is too strange, if you don't understand the whole thing, let alone looking for treasure, we will be in danger when we go out." ”

Just now, the fox farted and almost fainted him, and his brain still hurts. Isn't it a little strange to think that the four of them, all of whom have been through a hundred battles and carry weapons with them, were actually attacked and teased by a fox.

The four of them decided to take a break and sit down in a circle, Jiang Rongzhan asked Shen Mouton for a cigarette, lit it and took two puffs, staring directly at the passage on the left, with a somewhat solemn expression.

Yunkang took out a thick robe and put it on Jiang Mo, this stone passage was very cold, Jiang Mo lost too much blood, if he didn't keep warm, it was easy to pass out.

Shen Mouton took a flashlight, swept the stone wall up and down, left and right, and suddenly found that there were scratches on the stone wall above his head.

"This is scratched out of the fox's claws?" said Shen Mouton, who was a little puzzled, reached out and touched the scratches.

He was a hunter and was very familiar with the habits of wild beasts in the mountains, and although the fox's claws were sharp, the scratches on the claws were short and dense, unlike these marks on the stone walls, which were long and deep.

Yun Kang raised his head, and also saw the scratches on the stone wall, and immediately gasped, this mark was too familiar to him.

Jiang Rongzhan also found out about this, and his face immediately turned pale.

Yun Kang took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and then asked Jiang Rong Zhan, "What did you think of?"

Jiang Rongzhan's facial muscles twitched twice, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, it's a witch!"

He had witnessed the witch golem crawling on the stone wall in the Xianweng Cave, scratching deep marks with its sharp claws, which were so impressive to him that it was impossible to forget.

Witch golems?

At this time, Jiang Mo opened his eyes, covered the wound on his neck with his hand, and said, "There are foxes and witches here, it seems that the treasure is missing not necessarily because of the treasure escape. ”

Yun Kang frowned, then his eyes lit up, and he said, "You mean, the treasure was moved away by the fox and the witch puppet?"

Jiang Rongzhan was stunned when he heard this, he was puzzled, and hurriedly asked: "This is unlikely, no matter how smart the fox is, it is still an animal, isn't the witch puppet a dead person, how to move the treasure?"

Only the living covet these antique riches, what is the use of the dead and the fox taking the treasure?

Yun Kang shook his head and said: "Actually, this thing is very likely, foxes are good at making holes, witch puppets can't see the sun, they are mostly active underground, and it is easy to move away treasures." Seeing that Jiang Rongzhan was very confused, he said, "You don't know the origin of the witch puppet." ”

The deeds of witch puppets are recorded in the ancient Taoist metaphysics of "Daozang" and "Shuzang", and legend has it that the first witch puppet soldiers were taught by the Nine Heavens Xuannu to be refined by King Shangtang.

After the fall of the Xia Dynasty, King Shang Tang ascended the throne and became the Son of Heaven. At that time, the state affairs were initially decided, the national strength was very weak, the people in the four territories lived in poverty, and there were countless casualties in the war for many years, and there were no traces of people everywhere in the wilderness. The barbarians in the northwest were constantly invading, and the population in the country was insufficient to recruit an army, so the king of Shang Tang was full of sorrow and restlessness all day long.

The witch historian of the king of Shang Tang made a suggestion to use ancient witchcraft to refine the dead into witch puppet soldiers, so that it would not take manpower and material resources, and it could also strengthen the army and resist the barbarian invasion.

However, the method of refining witch puppet soldiers is very mysterious, and the details are recorded in the legendary Shenhou Ding, and even the witch historian is not sure whether there is really a Shenhou Ding.

King Shang Tang was moved by this matter, because he had heard of the Shenhou Ding, an ancient tripod handed down from the previous generation, which was regarded as a national sacrifice vessel and had an extremely noble status. If the method of refining the witch puppet soldier is really recorded in the Shenhou Ding, it cannot be fabricated out of thin air.

So he decided to send someone to find Shenhou Ding and uncover the mystery of refining witch puppet soldiers.

After more than ten years of searching, he still did not find the legendary god Hou Ding, and the king of Shang Tang was busy gathering troops to resist the enemy, and he was getting thinner and thinner.

One year, there was a severe drought in the entire territory of the Shang Dynasty, and the people had no harvest, and countless deaths of sickness and starvation. In the case of internal famine and strong enemies outside, the discontent of the people became stronger and stronger, and soon rumors spread, and the people said that because the Son of Heaven was immoral, he attracted the punishment of God.

God sent down a drought that wiped out the people of the Shang Dynasty.

The king of Shang Tang was on fire, but there was nothing he could do, he believed very much in the idea that the gods had come to solve problems, and finally followed the advice of the witch historian and decided to take the risk and gamble.

He ordered people to build a prayer platform, choose an auspicious day, pay for incense, set up dry firewood on the prayer platform, and then personally kneel on the platform, holding a torch, raise his head to the sky, shout loudly, and pray for rain for the people to heaven.

The king of Shang Tang wept and howled, and with great sincerity, he called out to heaven that if there was no rain at the hour, he would light the wood and burn himself as a sacrifice to apologize to God and the people.

When hundreds of people heard the news, they rushed to the prayer platform and surrounded the rain platform, and they were all moved by the sacrificial spirit of the king of Shangtang, and knelt down with him, calling the heavens and the earth to pray for rain.

The hour came, and it still didn't rain. King Shang Tang resolutely stood up, raised his torch and lit the dry wood, and the raging fire enveloped him in the middle.

The people burst into tears and shouted loudly to save the king of Shang Tang, how could such a virtuous king be burned to death? At this moment, the sky suddenly became gloomy and dark, and a thunderstorm broke out from the sky, and raindrops the size of beans fell, extinguishing the burning fire in an instant.

The people cheered enthusiastically, shouting that the king of Shangtang was indeed the true son of heaven and was blessed by the grace of heaven.

King Shang Tang was also unexpected, and was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down to worship heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt split the stone base of the prayer platform, and a huge bronze ancient tripod was revealed from the ground, which was the legendary ancient god Hou Ding, and the inscription engraved in the ancient tripod was the method of refining the witch puppet that King Shang Tang had been looking for for many years.

King Shang Tang moved Shenhou Ding back to the palace, but the witch puppet refining method was very mysterious and obscure, and even the witch historian couldn't understand it, and no one in the country could understand it. The king of Shang Tang was very sad, and that night he had a dream, and the Nine Heavens Xuannu suddenly appeared, personally taught the secret of refining witch puppets, and warned the king of Shang Tang that he could only use witchcraft to refine the dead, and never allowed to refine witch puppets with living people.

So the Shang Dynasty used the dead corpses to create an indestructible witch puppet army to resist the invasion of the barbarians and protect the peace of the four realms.

But the refining method of the witch puppet has obvious flaws, the witch puppet soldiers can not see the sun, so the Shang Dynasty army had to go out in the dark night, and during the war, a puppet lord issued an order to control the witch puppet, the puppet master is a wizard who is proficient in ancient witchcraft, because the control of the witch puppet consumes energy, it is easy to eat back full of voodoo, so the life span is very short, and it can not be married for life.

For more than 100 years after the death of King Shang Tang, the Shang Dynasty was peaceful in all seas, the population of the people increased day by day, the army of the Shang Dynasty became more and more powerful, and the barbarians of the Quartet did not dare to invade.

After that, there were few wars in the Shang Dynasty, and the usefulness of witch puppets weakened, and the successor Shang kings no longer paid attention to witch puppets, so the refining and manipulation skills of witch puppets gradually died out until they became extinct.

After listening to Yunkang, Jiang Rongzhan said "oh", nodded and said, "Although it is a legend, it still sounds a bit mysterious. ”

The Nine Heavens Xuannu taught the Shang Tang King Witch Puppet refining method in her dream, which is simply inexplicable.

After a pause, Jiang Rongzhan asked again: "Do you say that this witch puppet is similar to a vampire, can't see the sun, although it can move, but in fact it is already a dead person." ”

Shen Mouton, who had been silent, suddenly said: "The legend is not important, the key issue is that there needs to be a puppet master to control the witch puppet!"

A smile appeared on Jiang Mo's pale face, and he said, "That's right, the fox and the witch puppet are just coolies, and it is the puppet master who really takes the treasure." ”

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