Zhang Sheng suddenly remembered that Leng Ai was a white wizard, and he told Leng Ai the doubts in his heart, but Leng Ai had never been in contact with Gu art, and he didn't know much about Gu art. Zhang Sheng wanted to use the Dao method to stop the Gu technique, but Leng Ai did not agree, she wanted to find out who was assassinating them.

Zhang Sheng and Leng Ai hadn't finished talking, Wang Sheng had already fallen asleep in the motorcycle, and when he returned to the motorcycle, Zhang Sheng whispered to Wang Sheng: "Go and sleep in the tent." ”

Wang Sheng seemed to hear Zhang Sheng's voice, closed his eyes, and staggered into the tent. Zhang Sheng took out some paper talismans from his backpack to offer incense and candles, set up a simple platform on the ground, and Leng Ai used white witchcraft to congratulate Wang Sheng beside him.

Zhu Yu is the method of healing real people in ancient times. It was first recorded in the thirteenth chapter of the Yellow Emperor's Neijing. Congratulations, respects, respect. It means to explain respectfully. "Cause" refers to the cause and origin of the disease. Taken together, it is the most basic method of praying for blessings in white witchcraft to respectfully find out the cause of the patient's illness and the origin of the disease, respectfully use the method of blessing, and dissolve the patient's illness through medicine, incantations, spells, psychological work, etc.

Leng Ai prayed for blessings and learned that Wang Sheng had indeed fallen into the Gu technique, every time the sun set, Wang Sheng's soul would come out of the body and be brought here by an invisible force, this kind of Gu magic would make people slowly despair, it would make people become irritable, lose their minds, and after a long time, Wang Sheng would kill all the lives around him, no matter who the people around him were.

Wang Sheng swallowed his saliva, was very scared in his heart, and scolded Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng was not ambiguous, and scolded Wang Sheng to shut up, if Wang Sheng couldn't bear his emotions, Zhang Sheng would no longer care about him.

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, held back the anger in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: Zhang Sheng, if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you, Lao Tzu will have your surname.

Zhang Sheng smiled: "You have started to become crazy now, if you can't control yourself, I can't help you." ”

Wang Sheng took a few deep breaths: "Then what do you say I should do?"

Zhang Sheng pecked his teeth: "You must remain optimistic and face everything calmly, as long as you can maintain a good attitude, everything will be averted." ”

Wang Sheng just wanted to open his mouth to scold, thinking that Zhang Sheng asked him to control his emotions, Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out an ugly smile: "Are you satisfied with me like this?"

Zhang Sheng nodded: "Yes, that's what it means, I'm done talking, I'm leaving." With that, Zhang Sheng turned his head and walked out the door.

"Come back, let go of Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Sheng said without looking back: "Remember, no matter how they torture you, don't get angry, you have to smile......"

Zhang Sheng left like this, Wang Sheng was irritable in his heart, he tried to calm his mood, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, an old monk came to the basement, like the last few times, standing in front of Wang Sheng without saying a word.

Wang Sheng just wanted to scold, but Zhang Sheng's voice seemed to come to his ears: "Keep an optimistic attitude and smile ......"

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out an extremely ugly smile: "Old Deng, you are here." ”

The old monk didn't answer, his two eyes stared at Wang Sheng without blinking, Wang Sheng's inner anger had rushed to the top of his head, but Zhang Sheng's words always echoed in his ears, Wang Sheng squinted, grinned, and hummed a cheerful tune in his throat, but his heart was irritable, and he wanted to scold the eighteen generations of the old monk's ancestors.

A few minutes later, the old monk's face became more and more ugly, and when Wang Sheng saw this, he hurriedly pretended to be a hippie smile, shaking his head and singing a song. Wang Sheng's heart suddenly stopped being afraid, and his mood slowly calmed down.

After a while, two monks walked in with a toolbox, Wang Sheng's brows furrowed together, and the song in his mouth stopped, the old monk's face immediately showed a smug smile, Wang Sheng saw this, and hurriedly made an indifferent expression, shaking his head and singing a song with incomplete tones.

The old monk picked up a nail, gently placed it on the back of Wang Sheng's hand, and went down with a hammer, and the nail was bent.

Wang Sheng didn't feel a trace of pain, and the fear and nervousness in his heart disappeared. He made a dead pig look that was not afraid of boiling water: "Your nails are too thin, change to a thicker one, do you have a chisel, use a chisel." ”

The old monk was stunned and looked at Wang Sheng, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Zhang Sheng really didn't lie to him, Wang Sheng was overjoyed, the less afraid he was, the more frightened the old monk's expression became, and the more confident Wang Sheng was when he saw the old monk's frightened eyes.

Wang Sheng laughed and said, "Hurry up, take the chisel, my hands are itchy." ”

The old monk's face became more and more ugly, and he took out the chisel from the toolbox, Wang Sheng hummed a cheerful little song in his mouth, and he didn't even look at the old monk.

The old monk slowly put the chisel on the back of Wang Sheng's hand, staring at Wang Sheng's eyes with a puzzled expression, Wang Sheng still looked indifferent: "You have to use all your strength, otherwise there will be no reaction." ”

The old monk raised the hammer in his hand high, and after a few hammers in ping-pong, Wang Sheng showed a smile that was not beaten: "This is not good, take pliers and extract teeth." After that, Wang Sheng still bared his front teeth at the old monk.

The old monk's forehead oozed sweat, and he took out the vice from the toolbox tremblingly, and Wang Sheng opened his mouth: "Pull out the front teeth, the teeth inside are not easy to pull." ”

The old monk swallowed, his hands visibly shaking.

"Come on. After that, Wang Sheng opened his big mouth, and the pliers slowly clamped Wang Sheng's front teeth, and before the old monk could exert himself, Wang Sheng made a disdainful voice from his throat: "You have to kick the chair with your feet, or you can't pull it out." ”

"Ah!" the old monk shouted and threw away the pliers in his hand, and took two steps back, sweat already dripping down his chin.

Wang Sheng looked at the toolbox, there was a vice in the toolbox, Wang Sheng licked his teeth: "Come on, there is also a vice, give my fingers a full set of massage." ”

The old monk seemed to have seen something terrifying, Wang Sheng could clearly hear the sound of the monk's teeth colliding, Wang Sheng laughed arrogantly: "What's the matter, I'm not afraid of the people who are being tortured, what are you afraid of?"

The old monk took a few deep breaths, mustered up the courage to pick up the pliers on the ground, clamped Wang Sheng's fingers and spun the silk desperately, Wang Sheng's fingers came from a sharp pain, but he still forced out a smile, humming a tune he had never heard before.

The old monk finally gave up and packed up the tools on the ground in a panic, while Wang Sheng looked proud: "Is it over? I haven't enjoyed it enough, what else hasn't been used, continue!"

No matter how Wang Sheng shouted, the old monk ignored Wang Sheng, picked up the toolbox on the ground, and hurriedly walked out of the basement.

The room became extremely quiet, and after the old monk left, Wang Sheng's two eyelids began to fight, and he tried not to let himself sleep, but unconsciously, he still closed his eyes. When Wang Sheng opened his eyes, the sky was flooded with morning dew, and he looked at his watch, it was four o'clock in the morning.

In front of Wang Sheng, there was a monk with a blue nose and swollen face, who looked to be in his thirties, Cheng Hao was sitting on a motorcycle, his legs were stepping on the monk's head, and Erlang's legs were crossed, looking leisurely.

Wang Sheng frowned: "Who is he?"

Cheng Hao spat at the monk fiercely: "Who else can harm you!"

Everyone didn't sleep last night, Zhang Sheng's soul went out of his body and found the location of Wang Sheng's soul, Zhang Sheng has been guarding near the basement, observing who has been in and out of the basement. The monk left the basement, Zhang Sheng secretly followed him, and after learning about the room he was in, Bald Head and Cheng Hao rushed into the temple and tied him up.

Leng Ai brought a bowl of red liquid: "Drink it." ”

Wang Sheng sniffed it, and a foul smell rushed to the top of his head, Wang Sheng pinched his nose and asked, "What is this?"

"The one who cures the Gu magic on your body, you drink it if you don't want to die. ”

Wang Sheng's brows furrowed: "Can you tell me what this thing is?"

Leng Ai smiled: "I'll tell you after drinking." ”

Wang Sheng pinched his nose, just took a sip, he felt his stomach turn upside down, looked up at Leng Ai, and saw her with a serious expression, Wang Sheng mustered up the courage and drank all the bowl of water in one go. Throwing away the bowl in his hand, Wang Sheng suddenly felt nauseous, covered his mouth and ran out for several meters, but he still couldn't hold back, holding on to a big tree and vomiting. All the red water that had been drunk was spit out, along with three earthworm-like insects, more than six inches long.

Leng Ai gently patted Wang Sheng's back: "Is it better?"

Wang Sheng waved his hand and replied weakly: "What is this?" ”

"This is a Gu worm!"

"I'm asking you what you gave me to drink. ”

Leng Ai covered her mouth and smiled: "This is the urine of the boy and the blood of the rooster." ”

Wang Sheng felt a twitch in his stomach, couldn't help retching, and Leng Yi covered his nose and said, "You vomit, I really can't stand you." ”

Wang Sheng didn't know how many times he brushed his teeth, and all the water in his reserve had been used up, but he still felt that the smell in his mouth was still there.

The bald head touched the shiny head and said stupidly: "Xiao Shengzi, you are too unparticular, do you know how hard Lao Tzu has gone to find these things for you? ”

Wang Sheng blinked, just now feeling better, and there was a convulsion in his stomach again.

The monk has been interrogated by them, his name is Meng Cheng, born in 1927, in 1939, he has always accepted him as an apprentice and taught him Gu arts. Ming Xingtan is located in Sichuan, has long been cleared, under the blow of the central government, Meng Cheng fled to Jiangxi, became a monk.

Two years ago, he was given an impossible task by Cheng Dao, asked him to look for four people, and at the same time gave him a photo, the four people Meng Cheng was looking for were none other than Wang Sheng, and the photo was secretly taken in the military base in the Badain Jaran Desert.

A few days ago, he received a secret report that Wang Sheng and the four of them had arrived in Shanxi and were on their way to Yuncheng. It happened that the pagoda of Xinglong Temple suddenly emitted green smoke, although Meng Cheng did not know the reason for the green smoke, but he believed that Wang Sheng and the four would definitely come to watch, so he spread the news of the pagoda and laid a net to wait for Wang Sheng.

Sure enough, Wang Sheng and the four of them came to Xinglong Temple, but the little monk did not let Wang Sheng and them into the temple, and the trap laid by Meng Cheng did not have any effect, so he released ants with mad Gu through the crack in the door.

Crazy, dizzy, moody, poisoned at sunset or when drinking, anger and ferocious irrepressible. Gu, different and poisonous, it does not need to be taken by people, according to the record of "Miao Huang Xiaoji": Gu poison is terrifying, and it does not need special food to release Gu.