Chapter 7: The Bloody Curse
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Layers of candles lined up on both sides, illuminating the side face of the man standing next to the bookcase.
Several pieces of the piece that were torn in two fell all over the ground.
The shattered glass teacup showed the anger in his heart.
There have been assassinations of courtiers in various countries in Kyushu, although most of them are not important ministers, but it is enough to make the countries uncomfortable.
If it is really the so-called pillars of those countries, I am afraid that the thirteen countries of Kyushu have already set off one disaster after another at this moment.
It's just that although most of these courtiers are not high-ranking and powerful, they are all loyal and capable ministers with excellent outside reviews.
These were not worthy of King Qin's personal inquiry. But when the secret guard of the Great Song Dynasty line reported that Wang Brother Xiao Yuan was assassinated, and all the evidence pointed directly to Great Qin, if King Qin didn't ask again, I was afraid that he would really have to face the anger of Great Song.
Qin Bingshen, a good Qin Bingshen, the sword of a long-dead secret guard, successfully led the spearhead of the assassination of the Great Song Dynasty to Great Qin.
Now that the Great Song Dynasty has blocked the news, if the Great Song Dynasty finally discloses all the evidence, I am afraid that the anger of the Great Song Dynasty will pour out on the unsuspecting Great Qin.
Xi was transferred to Sunset Pass, and most of the other deputy guards were also responsible, and there was a huge Qin Palace, but there was no one to discuss.
Those courtiers outside the palace, although the Taiwei is the main military affairs, is a straight brain, if you come to him to discuss, I am afraid that he will only propose to rectify the national army and fight to the death with the Great Song Dynasty. The rest of the people were also mostly belligerents, calling them to discuss how to deal with this crisis, for fear that it would turn into a discussion on how to fight against the Great Song Dynasty.
The bodhi seed in King Qin's palm turned faster and faster, until his thumb accidentally punctured the cow tendon of the beads and plunged deep into his palm.
The blood-stained bodhi seed rolled to the ground.
His movements stopped abruptly, and he let go of his hand and let the remaining few Bodhi seeds in his palm fall to the ground.
The old eunuch who had followed King Qin for decades outside the door of the "Great King" reported in a low voice: "The secret guard in the Song Dynasty has sent a new secret letter. β
After a pause, the old eunuch gently pushed open the door, bent down with low eyebrows and held a small copper cylinder, his eyes fixed on his feet, and did not scan the hall.
King Qin took a deep breath and brought up the candle flame in the hall for a while. After a few breaths, I finally suppressed the irritability in my heart.
Stretched out his hand to take the copper cylinder, crushed the fire seal outside the cylinder, and in just a few dozen words, King Qin read it several times. The dark clouds on his face gradually receded.
The old eunuch quietly breathed a sigh of relief
"Are you afraid?" the old eunuch's heart suddenly lifted up, and he didn't even dare to say it.
"Don't you dare to be afraid, or don't you dare not be afraid?" the man in the dragon python robe bent down and asked, his heavy breathing blowing the gray hair behind the old eunuch's back.
The old eunuch's back gradually trembled violently, and his hands seemed to be unable to support the weight of his body. The whole room seemed to get darker and darker.
King Qin straightened up and waved his hand.
The old eunuch hurriedly got up and retreated, until the temple door, he opened the palace door, the whole tense spine suddenly relaxed, and with a touch of his backhand, the whole back was covered with a layer of cold sweat.
Since the King of Qin was seriously ill and suddenly improved, this power has become more and more serious.
He has served the King of Qin for decades, but when he is old, he is a little afraid to recognize this person who has served him for decades.
Although the previous King of Qin was short-tempered, he did not give people such a sense of oppression as he does now. It's like, it's likeγγγ
The old eunuch hurriedly shook his head and shook off the untimely year. It's better to throw away the idea of going against the grain as soon as possible. The accumulation of white bones outside Xianyang City is the best warning.
"Ask Wu Anjun to come to see me. "There was a voice from King Qin in the hall. The old eunuch hurriedly raised his throat: "Xuanwu Anjun went to the palace in vain!"
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There are no piles of splendid embroidery, no curtains hanging, and no trace of incense. Some are just the scent of sunshine.
On the bed in the hut lay a little ghost about the same age as himself.
Due to high fever and long-term malnutrition, the whole face is sickly blue.
Xu Ao stood aside and looked at the pair of siblings.
My sister tore open an oiled paper bag to reveal a roast chicken that had been nibbled on a few bites, and her slender fingers struggled to tear off the roast chicken and gently stuff it into her brother's mouth.
It's just that this child with a continuous fever no longer knows how to chew, and strips of meat are stuffed in his mouth, but he can't chew a little bit.
"Hey, this little ghost is a plague spell, this girl is still treated as a general fever, I'm afraid that within three days, this little ghost will really become a little ghost. Xu Ao was stunned, why did the Cocktail Daoist, who had been silent for many days, suddenly speak up.
"Hey, Lao Dao is fine, it's just an occasional snooze, so I slept for a few more days. The Cocktail Daoist smiled in the sea of knowledge: "Lao Dao has not seen such an authentic plague curse for decades? Ten years, twenty years? If you want to save this doll, Lao Dao has some ways, if you don't want to save this doll, Lao Dao also has some ways." β
"Love to say it or not" Xu Aozheng was embarrassed by the moment when he shed tears, and he was afraid that he would be seen clearly by the Cocktail Daoist in the sea of knowledge, how could he follow the words of the old Tao.
"You don't want to save it? That's simple, let's hurry up and end the pain of this little ghost. As soon as the old Taoist words were finished, he was already holding the law with one hand and ordering the doll.
"Oops. β
"How?"
"If you don't save people, don't kill people. β
"Hey, old way, this is for him to get rid quickly. You must know that the person who has been hit by this plague curse will basically have a plague attack in the future, and he will die of abscesses all over his body, so it is better to give him a blood-burning spell and get rid of it as soon as possible. β
Burning Blood Spell?Xu Ao tried hard to recall the record of the Blood Burning Spell in the "Heavenly Dao Spell Chapter" given to him by the Cocktail Daoist, and wanted to find a way to solve the curse.
But in a speechless way, he found that the Blood Burning Spell seemed to be one of the most effective spells against the Plague God Curse.
I'm grass, this old way actually yin me.
The Cocktail Daoist nodded in the sea and praised: "Yes, no matter how well you learn this technique, at least you still know that reading the "Heavenly Dao Technique" given to you by Lao Dao is not bad." The Cocktail Daoist paused: "Lao Dao has studied magic all his life, and he has never sought to be able to dominate the world, but only to be able to use the most appropriate spell at the most appropriate time. β
At this moment, the blood-burning curse that was supposed to torture people has become a good cure for diseases and save people.