Chapter 1613 It’s not her
“That’s fine.” Song Tianming reluctantly nodded.
Having almost said what needed to be said, the two parties agreed to notify each other as soon as there were clues, and Jiang Cheng said goodbye and left.
Watching Fatty Jiangcheng’s back disappear outside the courtyard gate, Ye Qiutang’s slightly confused eyes instantly brightened, with even the slightest hint of vigilance, “How about it, can these two people be trusted? ”
With the lessons learned from the maid Lu Zhu, Ye Qiutang became even more worried about the two Jiangcheng people whose origins were unknown.
Different from Ye Qiutang's nervousness, Song Tianming's movements were obviously much more relaxed. He silently watched the direction in which the two left, his voice was flat and cold, "No flaws have been found yet, and the message they brought is very important. Of course, I Refers to if these are true."
"Also, that Jiangcheng is very wary of us, he. It’s normal that he doesn’t want us to come into contact with Monk Huicong alone. I would feel weird if he agreed straight away.”
Song Tianming stood up and walked towards the stone bench where Jiang Cheng once sat. Finally, he squatted down and dug a few times in the grass. Soon, a square wooden box was placed on the stone table.
The workmanship of the wooden box is not very exquisite, and the strange patterns carved on it are also worn. It can be seen that this is an ancient artifact that has aged.
Open the wooden box, and a dried human head is exposed. The withered brown skin is tightly wrapped around the bones. The human head is much smaller than an adult head. Only the sparse and yellow hair remaining covers the top of the skull. There is a red rope tied to it.
Carefully holding out the human head, Song Tianyang said with piety on his face, "This is one of the thousands of boys and girls brought by the first great alchemist Xu Fuxian when he crossed the sea to visit the immortals. He cut off his head as a gift and then refined it with the child's head. The magical weapon can identify good and evil, and distinguish between loyalty and evil."< br>
The more he got acquainted with the leader of the alchemist sect, the more Ye Qiutang became jealous and disgusted with him. Although this man's methods were high, there was something strange about him everywhere, "Mr. Song." , please do it as soon as possible." Ye Qiutang urged with a frown.
"Haha, don't be anxious, miss."
Song Tianyang naturally put this thing here in advance for the sake of Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui. Song Tianyang even calculated the seats for the two of them in advance. alright.
A piece of red cloth was spread on the table in advance, and then he placed the human head on the red cloth. Song Tianming reached out and gently touched the head. The remaining withered hair spread out, revealing the top of the skull. of three holes.
The holes were not very neat, and there were still jagged marks on the edges. This was an indescribable weird feeling. Seeing this, Ye Qiutang felt a cold wind blowing against her face. She was almost certain that the holes were drilled while the person was still alive. Yes, at that time the virgin struggled continuously because of the severe pain, but everything was in vain.
Pictures flashed out uncontrollably in my mind. The waves on the vast ocean were turbulent. The fleet was like a small boat, about to capsize in the constant bumps. At this moment, a man in rich clothes Standing up, Ye Qiutang tried her best and couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could clearly see the tortoise shell in the man's right hand.
The man used a tortoise shell to divine fortune, and then he stretched out his hand, and a 7 or 8-year-old girl was pushed out.
While crying, the girl was hoisted up high under the mast, her body swaying with the waves. At this moment, two young men in white came towards the girl, each holding a hand in his hand. The other person was holding a stone hammer and a large brown nail that looked like a coffin nail. The two of them walked with weird steps, approaching the girl as if dancing, opening and closing their lips.
Ye Qiutang desperately wanted to know what the two people were talking or singing, so she could only get as close as possible, and then get closer...
But the next second, the girl dangling in mid-air suddenly passed by her eyes. For just a moment, she tilted her head slightly. The next second, she saw the most terrifying scene in her life. She saw the girl's face. The eyes, nose, ears, and lips were all brutally cut off. The bloody eye holes stared at her, and the bloody mouth exposed two rows of white teeth opened and closed. "Why don't you save me? You just That Do you want to see me die? Hehehe... Then you can take my place!"
With the girl's scary laughter, Ye Qiutang saw that the girl's face kept changing, and finally it changed. It must be similar to when she was 7 or 8 points when she was young, and this similarity is still improving. At the same time, she feels that her body is getting lighter and lighter, and more and more erratic, as if... as if she has been dumped under the mast. That person is her!
"Why?" Ye Qiutang shouted helplessly, "Why is this happening? It's not me! It's not me!!"
Her perspective began to reverse, and two young men in white stepped forward. Catching her, Ye Qiutang's helpless and desperate face was reflected on the sharp knife.
The next second, Ye Qiutang suddenly woke up with a stinging pain in her fingers. She almost fell to her knees due to the loss of strength. Fortunately, someone beside her helped her, "Miss, are you okay? ”
It took Ye Qiutang a few seconds to come to her senses. She looked at her fingers tremblingly. The middle finger of her right hand was punctured, and blood was still flowing from the pale fingertip.
"I...what's wrong with me?"
Feeling Ye Qiutang's feeble voice, Song Tianyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly helped Ye Qiutang a little further away from the stone table. He sat down in front of the stone steps and said in a regretful tone: "Miss, you have been tricked. It's all my fault. I didn't inform you in advance. This magical weapon is very taboo. If you are looking for it, It doesn't matter if it's a normal place, but the yin energy here is extremely heavy, and it is a dead end that blocks wind and water. During the process of performing hexagrams here, no living person must look at the pupil hole of this magic weapon, otherwise it will be easy to be hit by this magic weapon. The resentment stirred up his soul. "
At this point, Ye Qiutang felt dizzy and had no energy to criticize him anymore. He just waved his hand and asked him to hurry up.
Song Tianyang repeatedly confirmed that Ye Qiutang was okay before turning around and walking towards the stone table again. But the moment he turned around, Song Tianyang's eyes changed, becoming weird and hiding something. Doubtful, as if I couldn't figure something out, "It's not her...it's really not her who broke my technique, who could it be?"
With this thought in his mind, Song Tianyang kept moving his hands. He took out three sticks of incense from his arms, lit them and inserted them one by one through the holes in Yin Gan's head, silently reciting the magic tricks of the alchemist in his heart.
With the magic formula, the three inserted incense sticks burned rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. An even more bizarre scene appeared. The fragrant mist produced by the burning incense actually fell straight down, along the mouth and nose of the head. Drained it.
At the same time, the two rows of closed white teeth on the head made a "whooshing" sound, as if they were smiling. (End of this chapter)