Chapter 459: Head Lowering Magician
"Lord Wang, Hu Hancang is not crazy, right?" Huang San said incomprehensibly: "With a few people like Hu Hancang, he still dares to fight in both directions, our army in Yunnan is no less than 100,000, with so many people, how can we fight?" β
"Okay, let's stop guessing, just push it over and see?" Zhu Song had a gloomy face, "The soldiers are coming to block, the water is coming to cover the earth, no matter what conspiracy he Hu Hancang has, he will directly bulldoze them!" β
"Your Highness, it's better to be careful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ At this time, Liu Fu's face suddenly changed, and he said with some hesitation: "Your Highness, I don't know if you have heard of it, in Annan, Bago, Baiyue and other places, there is a strange technique that can kill people from a distance of several miles, and even one person can have large-scale destruction?" β
"Huh?" Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, what are you kidding?" How can there be such a technique? β
"Your Highness, there really is such a spell." Liu Fu's face suddenly turned a little pale, and said, "Your Highness, when my lord was in Yunnan Mansion, he once saw someone who could do this kind of magic, although that person at that time only had a small amount of actual combat, but it was enough to make people frightened. And I heard the man say......"
"What did you say?" This time, Zhu Song said, even Huang San and Han Qingshan showed very interested expressions, "Could it be that in that person's hometown, there are people who are more terrifying than him?" β
"Hmm." Liu Fu nodded solemnly, and just as he was about to continue speaking, Zhu Song suddenly seemed to think of something, and said, "Liu Fu, is there a name for the kind of technique you are talking about?" Is it witchcraft, trickery, or ...... Head lowering? β
Liu Fu glanced at Zhu Song with some surprise and said, "Your Highness, have you heard of it?" β
"Well, I've heard of it." Zhu Song nodded, his brows furrowed slightly.
In fact, Zhu Song has not only heard of it, but even dealt with the head lowering master.
That was when Zhu Song was in his previous life, he was in Thailand to protect a rich man, and the opponent of the rich man was to spend a lot of money to hire a head lowering master to assassinate the rich man.
After this mission, Zhu Song specially investigated the head division in Thailand, and even secretly hacked into the information database of a mysterious agency in a certain country, learned more about the head reduction division, and had an in-depth understanding of the means and abilities of the head descending division.
In fact, after unlocking the mystery of the head descending master, in the face of the martial arts master who has stepped into the transformation of strength, as long as the spirit is a little concentrated, he will not be lowered by the head descending master at all, or even easily kill the head descending master.
In fact, it is precisely like this, leaving the head lower, the body of the head descender is inferior to that of normal people.
"The spell that the man was talking about was the head-lowering technique, and he had only learned a little bit about it."
Liu Fu took a deep breath and continued: "According to him, before he practiced the head-lowering technique, he was just an ordinary hunter in the village, once, he went out hunting and caught three tiger cubs, he originally planned to take them to the market the next day to sell, but he didn't expect that night, the father of the three little tiger cubs, a colorful adult tiger, attacked their house. β
"Is it revenge?" Zhu Song interjected and asked.
"Yes." Liu Fu nodded and continued: "That night, the hunter went to the small wine shop in the village to eat and drink, and he escaped the catastrophe, but his wife and children fell into the tiger's mouth. Of course, the tiger who had never found the bitter master could not give up, and the mad tiger raged in the village that night, and seven or eight people died under the tiger's mouth, and finally walked away. β
"The head-lowering magician...... Oh, that is the Orion, so did he learn the art of lowering his head? Han Qingshan asked curiously, "Is it possible that this head-lowering technique can be achieved quickly?" Otherwise, if the hunter learns art outside for a few years, maybe the tiger will run somewhere! β
"The tiger wasn't killed by the hunter." Liu Fu shook his head and said, "Although in the next month, the hunter and the hunters in the village organized several encirclements and suppressions, but there was no way to take that tiger, but it was bitten to death and injured several people. β
"Hunters make a living from hunting, and several hunters have been rounding up the tiger for a month, but they haven't been able to capture it, it's really stupid." Huang San sneered unceremoniously.
To be honest, Liu Fudu looked down on that Orion a little, and he couldn't do such a trivial matter.
But remembering what was going on, he hurriedly continued: "There is a hill next to the village to which the hunter belongs, and on top of the hill there is a thatched hut, and it is said that there lives a head-descending magician, who has been living in seclusion here for several years. In desperation, Orion went to beg the reclusive head-lowering magician, and in the end, although the head-lowering magician agreed to Orion's request, he also had the conditions......"
"What conditions, is it possible to try to lower his head for him?" Han Qingshan asked.
"It's not." Liu Fudao: "The condition of the head lowering magician is to let Orion become his medicine slave, find all kinds of herbs for him, and go into the mountains to find all kinds of poisonous insects. The Orion agreed without thinking, and then, seeing the head-lowering magician make a move, he struck right in front of him. β
When he said this, Liu Fu's face was a little pale, or strangely pale: "In front of the Orion, the head descending magician released a worm like a cicada, and the worm disappeared as soon as it appeared, that is, after a stick of incense, the colorful tiger actually appeared on the hill." Orion saw with his own eyes that there was a bloody hole in the tiger's head, and it was too dead to die, and the one who manipulated the tiger to appear on the mountain was the worm that disappeared after being released by the decapitation magician. β
Hiss!
Hearing Liu Fu's words, whether it was Huang San, Han Qingshan, or those guards of the Minwang Mansion, they all felt a chill on their backs, and cold sweat unconsciously appeared on their foreheads.
There is no way, now it is a feudal society, and superstition is still rampant, even Huang San and them, who are shocked into the strength of the martial arts masters, are not exempt from vulgarity.
Think about it, a small insect is lying on the tiger corpse with a bloody hole in the brain, and the tiger corpse is walking towards you step by step.
"Damn it, there are such weird spells in this world?" Han Qingshan, who had always been calm, bared his teeth and said, "Lord Wang, if there is really such a head-lowering magician in Annan Kingdom, I am afraid that after passing through Lao Yin Mountain, we will face a bitter battle!" β
Hearing Liu Fu's words, Han Qingshan and Huang San were really a little jealous, because after all, they had never fought with such a person, and they had never seen this kind of insect as a means of attack, so they naturally felt a little hairy in their hearts.
"Not as pessimistic as you think." Seeing Han Qingshan and Huang San's changed faces, Zhu Song chuckled lightly and said: "If you want to say that this head-lowering technique does not originate from this land of Bagu and Baiyue, but from the land of Miaojiang in our Central Plains. β
The land of Miaojiang mentioned in Zhu Song's words refers to the places in the southwest of the Ming Dynasty such as Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan, Hunan, and Guizhou, that is to say, several political envoys bordering Annan are all the land of Miaojiang.
"Lord Wang, are you saying that the head-lowering techniques in Annam, Bago, Siam and other places were all transmitted from our Ming Dynasty? But why haven't we heard of it? Liu Fu was stunned, no matter how he said that he had been in Yunnan for more than ten years, and he had never heard of any legends about witchcraft?
"That's because, compared to those head-lowering techniques that have taken shortcuts or even crooked paths, our witchcraft in the Central Plains is more difficult to cultivate." Zhu Song shook his head and said, "Of course, it's not that there is no inheritance, there are still wizards in the Miao villages in the deep mountains and old forests, and most of them practice witchcraft skills, which are far more powerful than those who lower their heads." β
"If we can favor wizards from those Miao villages, we won't have to worry about Annan's head-lowering magicians, right?" Liu Fu thought quite quickly, and planned to go directly to the wizard.
"Whether you can find a Miao village or not is two words, even if you find it, I'm afraid you won't be able to invite it."
Zhu Song shook his head and said, "Instead of pinning your hopes on others, it is better to rely on yourself." Let's put it this way, if you take martial arts cultivation as an example, ordinary head-lowering magicians are just at the level of dark energy, even those powerful head-lowering magicians must not be compared with the martial artists. β
"But...... Listening to Brother Liu's introduction, this head-lowering magician's head-lowering technique is too weird, right? Han Qingshan was still a little relieved, "In my opinion, let's go and ask Wei Guogong for two mortars!" β
"I didn't expect General Han, who is a great Ming, to be afraid of times!" Zhu Song smiled and said, "Don't worry, what these head-lowering magicians are best at is insect descending, and adding poison during the period." The easiest way to deal with insects is to attack with fire, and the grenades we carry on our bodies have become extremely simple to deal with the head lowering magician. β
"Also, no matter what, we still have to go to Annan after all, no matter what he Hu Hancang ambushed, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it!" Huang San took the lead in making a decision.
"Yes!" Zhu Song said with a smile: "When you really meet the head descending master, you will know how naΓ―ve your worries are now. Okay, we've been here long enough, and we've ordered the whole army to get out! β
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In fact, as Zhu Song thought, the reason why Hu Hancang deployed troops in Laoyin Mountain was not to get into Laoyin Mountain to attack Yunnan of the Ming Dynasty, but just to guard against the Ming army.
In the second half of Laoyin Mountain, which is about ten miles closest to Annan, two thousand soldiers were arranged to infiltrate, and outside Laoyin Mountain, that is, on the side that belongs to Annan, a thousand soldiers were allocated, in addition to these three thousand soldiers, there was also a very mysterious person.
Three miles away from the Laoyin Mountains, there was a hill made by hand, and on top of the hill there was a camp covering a large area, and the camp was surrounded by wooden fences, and above the wooden fences were some barbed wire fences wrapped in iron thorns.
In addition, outside the wooden fence and in front of the main entrance of the camp, there were some monks in monk's robes patrolling, looking at their sturdy bodies and high bulging temples, they should have stepped into at least the middle and late stages of the Ming Dynasty.
This hill and the military camp were built a month ago, and then at least 500 monks appeared here, and these monks assigned 300 people to be responsible for the security of the camp, while the remaining 200 people went into Laoyin Mountain.
Every evening, ten monks would rush back to the camp with one large jar after another, and none of the soldiers of Annan would go to this camp, and no one would dare to harass the people in this camp.
Because they know that both this man-made hill and the camp belong to one person, a head-lowering magician, a mysterious, talkative, and distorted head-lowering magician.
In a room on the southeast side of the camp, a monk who looked very old, his face was wrinkled, as if he was seventy or eighty years old.
In front of him was a black jar, which was firmly sealed by a yellow rune paper covered with runes, and various sharp whistling sounds continued to come from the altar, making the already small room look very terrifying.
Knock knock!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then a voice came: "Master Cangwang, the senior brothers who entered the mountain are back, and today they caught a few relatively rare poisonous insects, and several senior brothers were bitten by poisonous insects when they caught poisonous insects, and the treatment was ineffective, and they passed away." β
"My Buddha is compassionate!" The old monk sang a Buddha horn and said, "Send your senior brothers to the 'worm chrysalis', and the Buddhas will send them to Elysium!" β
The 'insect chrysalis' in the mouth of the old monk is not a real insect pupae, but a worm breeding pit built by the old monk Cangwang, which raises a lot of poisonous insects, in addition to being fed with herbs, those poisonous insects often have to eat blood, regardless of whether it is an animal or a person, the one who comes does not refuse.
It can be said that the old monk Cangwang is inhumane and extremely cruel in doing this!
"Yes!" There was silence outside the door for a long time before the young man's voice sounded again.
To tell the truth, there is no way for young people to be cruel to the old monk Cangwang, after all, this old monk Cangwang is a head-lowering magician, and he is also the host of their temple, if he dares to violate him, I am afraid that there will be an extra corpse in the 'worm chrysalis'.
"Well, don't forget to send the most poisonous bugs." The old monk Cangwang didn't forget those few insects, "The old man is almost finished here, and when he is done, he will naturally have your benefits." β
The young man's face was still the same as before, and he said: "Master Cangwang, please rest assured, the little monk will arrange it." β