Chapter 116: The Castle (I)
"Ghost and his faceless master stealing corpses is definitely not just an insult to vent anger, there must be a conspiracy that no one knows, if I guess correctly, they should be wizards or magicians or something, using corpses to create magic weapons that improve witchcraft. This kind of yin and poisonous cultivation method has appeared in Huaxia before, such as the Heart Urging Palm, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw...... This kind of evil feats have always been despised by righteous people, and once they are discovered, they will immediately attack them in groups, and they can't imagine that Baghdad thousands of miles away actually has this kind of martial arts scum. If you hit your child on a rainy day, you will be idle if you are idle, so let's take a trip! I don't mind helping the people of Babylon to rid of this evil. The tower strode towards the castle, a journey of imagination. The evening breeze was blowing, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the scenery along the way was very good, but he was not in the slightest mood to appreciate it.
Mustafa was right, you could see the castle from the top of the hill, and in the dense woods, a black mist hung over the castle, and there was a strong rancid smell that was disgusting. "It's the smell of dead bodies, and as expected, they're doing something nasty." The tower couldn't help but be furious.
Before coming to the castle, the thick gate was closed tightly, the iron tower put the palm of the hand on the crack of the door, and the internal force broke as soon as the bolt of the door was spent, and as soon as the door was pushed open, a strong wind split down from mid-air. The tower stepped back, and two mourning sticks slammed into the ground, striking two bowl-sized pits.
Two people jumped out from behind the door, one wearing a black robe and a black hat, and the other was the opposite, wearing a white robe and a white hat. The two of them rolled the eyes of the four dead fish, stretched out their long tongues, and were actually dressed in black and white, and they didn't see their knees bent, and they jumped straight on the spot, waving their guys and attacking the tower again.
The joints are stiff, the fangs are sharp, and there is no breathing heartbeat, this is a zombie! You can see it at a glance. The owner of this castle is really a ruthless character, letting zombies watch the gate, which is much more powerful than raising a few Tibetan mastiffs, but he is still a chess game, zombies may still be useful in front of others, but they are vulnerable under the iron tower.
The iron tower lifted the Pure Yang Wuji Gong and pointed it over, just on Bai Zhuang's forehead. The creature stayed in place as if it had clicked a hole, and then a golden flame burst out of his robe, burning it to the ground in an instant.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the black zombie turned and jumped into the door. "If you want to escape! There are no doors. The tower sneered, grabbed it by the back of the neck, and reduced it to ashes as he did.
"Pretending to be a ghost in front of me, don't you know that I am the ancestor of catching ghosts?" The tower smiled. This is not bragging, in addition to martial arts and medical skills, the best thing in Taoism is to draw talismans to exorcise ghosts, not to mention the official disciples of the Wudang faction, even the miscellaneous fireworkers have a few hands to catch ghosts, and those who take this as a profession are often some disciples with mediocre qualifications in the teaching, and those who are a little bit Taoist are not the guests of the feudal officials or the guests of rich businessmen, who will carry a peach wood sword and carry a demon mirror to go to the village to catch ghosts? With the current cultivation of the iron tower, it is more than 108,000 miles higher than them, isn't it as easy as swatting flies to kill two zombies?
Iron Tower walked into the hall in a hurry, there was no one in the candles, but there was no one, he was about to climb up to the attic that Mustafa said, when suddenly a voice came from behind the hall, "Master, the time is up." The tower followed the sound, and passed through the hall and through two corridors, and before his eyes appeared a courtyard, the front half covered with glazed tiles, and the back half in the open air, illuminated by the bright moonlight.
The yard is not small, there are a lot of things, long tables and cutting boards are readily available, knives, axes and hacksaws can be seen everywhere, although it is well organized and spotlessly cleaned, but there is still a faint smell of blood in the air, giving people the feeling of walking into a slaughterhouse.
There was a transparent jar on the wooden frame on the left hand side of the door, which was soaked in some things that had been white and swollen, and the iron tower looked closely, which made him a little surprised, it turned out to be the facial features and limbs of animals, and even the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. As a master of medicine, Iron Tower can be sure that these are human organs. On the marble table on the right-hand side, there are one or twenty golden bottles, three inches high, the size of a wine jug, and a yellow rune paper is pasted on the cork stopper. The tower suddenly became very interested.
Directly opposite the courtyard against the wall was a tall stove, and a chimney the size of a sea bowl pointed straight into the night, and the stinking smoke billowed out. The fire in the stove was blazing, and the iron pot more than a meter wide was filled with black grease, and the steaming heat was bubbling "clattering". Although the pungent stench was discharged through the chimney, the air in the courtyard was still muddy and uncomfortable.
There were two people, an old man and a young man, standing next to the stove, the young one with towering cheekbones and fleshless cheeks, like a walking skeleton, probably the ghost in Mustafa's mouth. The old one is only tall to the armpit of a ghost, but his body size is more than twice as large, round as a leather ball, goldfish eyes, rosacea, scalp is smooth and shiny without half a hair, but his jaw has a thick white beard, and his face is pale without a trace of blood, which is comparable to the two zombies that the tower killed just now. He held a burning talisman in his hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was chanting words in his mouth, and as soon as the fire was extinguished, the talisman paper turned into ashes and fell into the pot. "Ghost, let's do it!" The voice was low and majestic.
"Yes, Master." Ah Ghost took out a long-handled silver spoon, carefully scooped the layer of oil floating on the surface of the pot into the gold bottle, and it took half an hour to fill the small two bottles.
"The scum down there isn't much use, don't do it." After the old man gave the order, he reverently pasted a talisman on the mouth of the bottle.
Ah Ghost packed up his tools and asked puzzledly: "Master, you are the most famous great magician in Morocco, Yin Feng, and you have the reputation of 'God of Witchcraft', why don't you enjoy the blessings at the main altar, but instead come to this place where birds don't to refine corpses?" ”
Although the iron tower had already guessed that the pot was very likely to be a dead body, but at this time he was still extremely shocked to hear him say it himself, as the saying goes, the dead are in the earth, these two masters and apprentices not only dug them out, but also boiled them with a fire, it is simply the anger of people and gods, and the heavens are intolerable. "Both of you have to die today." Iron Tower said word by word in his heart.
Yin Feng's eyes rolled, and his sharp eyes were like two daggers shining with cold light, which made Ah Ghost shudder, "Ah Ghost, you are not too young, but why do you always lose your breath?" This is not a good habit. ”
Ah Ghost knelt on the ground with a "plop", "Master, I was wrong, please forgive me." ”
"Get up!" Yin Feng said expressionlessly, "There are countless disciples under me, including your brother, who have learned a magical magic, and they are much higher than you in terms of cultivation, but why did I bring you here this time?" Because I think you have a flexible mind, a high talent, and a ruthless work, and have a little style like me back then, you have a great chance of inheriting my mantle in the future, and now it seems that you still need to work hard! Since you asked, I'll just tell you that you'll have to know these things sooner or later, but before I do that, I'll tell you a story. ”
The tower sat quietly outside the door, and if his story was okay, he would give him a good time later, and let him suffer less.
Yin Feng recalled a little, and then he told the story. "More than 2,000 years ago, the valley of the Two Rivers gave birth to a powerful Babylonian kingdom, a vast empire with strong soldiers and prosperous horses. During a hunt, the valiant Babylonian king Nebuchadnezzar met the beautiful princess Ammeidis of the Medes (present-day Iran), and the king was amazed by the princess's beauty and asked the Median king to make peace. The princess is the treasure of the old king's heart, how can he be willing to marry her to a foreign land? So he politely refused the request. This made the young and vigorous Nebuchadnezzar furious, and stationed hundreds of thousands of troops on the border between the two countries, seeing that war was about to break out. At this time, Ameidas, who knew the righteousness, persuaded his father to marry Nebuchadnezzar and become the princess of Babylon, and the threat of war was finally lifted, and the relationship between the two countries was reconciled. The married life was sweet and loving, but the princess, who was far away from her homeland, often looked alone in the direction of her hometown and was sullen, and the empathetic king decided to build a hanging garden to win the princess's favor. According to his concept, this garden is divided into three floors, each floor is supported by tall pillars, towering in the air, the garden is built with reference to the scenery of the princess's hometown, the garden is built with mountains and rivers, planted with exotic flowers and plants, domesticated birds and animals, and there are many Median style buildings, so that the princess stands in the garden as if she has returned to her hometown, and her mood will definitely be better. The more the king thought about it, the more perfect he felt, and at once he gave the order, there were countless skilled craftsmen to help him build the garden, although he sent his most trusted prime minister to supervise the work, but the king still went to inspect every now and then, and saw that the construction site was in full swing, and he was very happy to see that the construction would soon be completed at this rate, and then he could walk through the garden with the princess and enjoy the beautiful scenery, what a happy thing! However, it backfired, and a strange thing happened at the critical moment of construction, no matter how meticulous and meticulous the craftsmen were, by the next morning all the pillars had collapsed. The king thought that someone was cutting corners and not guaranteeing the quality of the work, so he went out into a rage and killed many workers, but the problem was still not solved. Seeing a large number of workers innocently dying, the prime minister couldn't bear it, no one knew better than himself the efforts they had made, but the king was angry, and no one could listen to what they said, so the prime minister had no choice but to tell the princess about it, hoping that she could persuade the king not to kill people indiscriminately. The princess was very kind and did not want the king to bear the infamy of a tyrant for her own sake, so she handed the prime minister an oil lamp and said, 'Put this lamp under the foundation of the garden, and all problems will be solved.' ''This ...... Does this really work? To tell the truth, the prime minister was skeptical, but he buried the oil lamp under the foundation as the princess had ordered. The next morning, when he went to the construction site to inspect again, he found that the pillars built yesterday were intact and not a single one had fallen! Although the prime minister thought it was strange, he was still very happy in his heart, and soon the sky garden was built, and it was really beautiful and breathtaking. However, in the process of construction, another unbelievable thing happened, every day the kitchen prepared more than 100 steamed buns for the workers somehow there will always be less than a hundred, compared to the smooth completion of the hanging garden, this is just a trivial matter, so no one investigates. Ghost, do you know what's going on? Yin Feng suddenly asked the disciple beside him, this guy was listening with relish.