Chapter 207 Witch, I want you to help me practice
"No wonder he can't remember the situation at that time. Forget-the-Insect is a kind of magic that cleverly combines the spiritual system and the curse system. It is a unique method developed by the Black Vatican. .
It will eat up the important memories deep in a person's heart. If he is possessed by the Forgetfulness Bug, he should have seen a bigger secret."
Ding Yumian continued, "If he is possessed. If the person who planted the forgetful insect remembers everything that happened, it means that he is not far from death."
"That's it, monkey" Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was knocked unconscious." The monkey was triggered by the two names I just mentioned, causing him to remember what happened at that time. That Wang Chong wanted to kill him, so he was in so much pain!”
"You can say that." Ding Yumian nodded slightly, "This forgetful insect has taken shape. It is not easy to kill it. The pain just now has already caused a lot of damage to his body."
"Then what? "Why don't you just let this ugly centipede lie on the monkey?" Mo Fan said excitedly. He looked at Zhang Xiaohou's face. Even though he was unconscious, he didn't seem to stop remembering.
Ding Yumian stretched out his hand and gently tapped the Wang Chong on Zhang Xiaohou's wrist. He was still twisting, as if he was laughing at a few people for not overestimating their capabilities, and seemed to want to move to a better place, where it would be easier to eliminate this host. Wangchong suddenly became quiet when he reached the position.
"I can untie it, but the process is very painful. It's best to have a healing mage around."
"Let's go find Han Ji, he is a super-level healing mage." Bai Mo said.
"Super level! Wouldn't it be better to go over and trouble people at such a late hour?" Mo Fan hesitated and scratched his head.
“I mainly think that if the monkey is like this, if I take it with me, won’t the centipede crawl on me? I don’t want to raise a centipede, or I should kill this thing here. It's okay to be in pain. A man is not afraid of pain."
"You are really his big brother." Bai Mo was speechless, "But are you sure you can kill Wang Chong here?"
" Is there any danger?”
“There is no danger to life.”
Ding Yumian had already deduced the Wang Chong method in her mind. Although her own curse magic was not outstanding, the evil body was unexpectedly an expert in this area.
So after knowing how to cast Wang Chong, it is not difficult to deduce the solution. She continued, "I can solve it now, but because I am not the one who planted the forgetful insect, he will inevitably be injured."
"Then let's go find the healing mage you mentioned, Bai Mo." Mo. Fan took off Zhang Xiaohou's clothes and took a look, and found that the centipede had grown up to his vest, and the ferocious head was about to poke into the back of his head if it went up further. After all, his conscience decided to calm down.
When they were in Jiangcheng, Ding Yumian and Bai Mo left Han Ji's personal phone number, so although it was midnight, they still came to Han Ji's mansion.
In order to finish all the things at once, Bai Mo also brought Fang Gu with him. They had just been led by the waiter to Han Ji's yard, and saw him sitting upright on the stone in the yard. tableside.
"You really found out the news about the Black Vatican's Great Deacon Hujin!"
As soon as a few people came in, Han Ji turned his eyes over and asked excitedly. When he saw Zhang Xiaohou's arms hanging down while being carried by Mo Fan, his pupils shrank:
"Wang Chong from the Black Vatican!"
"He discovered the news about the Black Vatican." Mo Fan placed Zhang Xiaohou directly on a stone table.
"I can untie Wang Chong." Ding Yumian said, "It's just that the struggle when Wang Chong disappears will destroy his body, so I need your help, Mr. Han."
Han Ji naturally knew Wang Chong. He could tell at a glance that Zhang Xiaohou's Wang Chong had taken shape, so he was worried about how to solve it. Hearing what Ding Yumian said, his eyes suddenly lit up. Han Ji actually had a vague guess about her abilities, so he said with confidence:
"Okay, Miss Ding, just do whatever you want."
Ding Yumian nodded slightly, and saw several bright and dark lights flashing past, forming a strange mark in the air.
The mark shone squarely on the centipede's head on Zhang Xiaohou's body. In an instant, the head was shattered, and its entire body, starting from the head, melted inch by inch downwards like ice and snow.
As the centipede melted inch by inch, the flesh and blood on Zhang Xiaohou’s body where the centipede lay was also missing. Only the fractures on both sides could be seen, and the bones that could be faintly seen through the flesh and blood. , internal organs.
It was as if the centipede had replaced the flesh and blood and became part of Zhang Xiaohou's body. Now that the centipede disappeared, a bloody red narrow ravine immediately appeared on Zhang Xiaohou's body from his vest to his wrist. The centipede disappeared inch by inch, and the ravine appeared inch by inch! !
It was as if an invisible devil was digging a deep channel of flesh and blood on Zhang Xiaohou’s back bit by bit in front of everyone’s eyes!
The blood flowed out as if it were free. If there was no healing mage, such an injury would lead to death in just a few minutes!
The severe pain directly woke Zhang Xiaohou up. He looked ahead blankly and exhaled in pain, but even so, he did not forget what he recalled before he fell into coma.
“Ah! I remembered it! Mu He. It’s Mu He!”
Mo Fan was completely shocked when he saw this bloody scene. He couldn't imagine how painful it was!
And Han Ji was not slow at all. As soon as the ravine of flesh and blood that almost penetrated Zhang Xiaohou appeared, a holy and crystal clear healing light lit up on his finger.
I saw him raise his hand and pick it up. This light flew into the air and bloomed with soft light. When it came to the sky above Zhang Xiaohou's body, it just turned into an aquarium star filled with healing brilliance. Take the seat and wrap up Zhang Xiaohou.
As the healing bottle took effect, the body on Zhang Xiaohou's back that looked like it had been eaten by regional demonic insects began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The physical injuries improved, and Zhang Xiaohou's pain finally ended, and his slightly numb eyes became clear.
As soon as he recovered, he immediately jumped down from the table, "Brother Fan, I remembered it. It's Mu He. That Hujin Archdeacon is Mu He!"
Han Ji put his hands behind his back and said in a tone of voice Calm, with a calming aura, he said to Zhang Xiaohou in a leisurely manner: "Xiaohou, right? Don't get excited. I am Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association in the ancient capital. Please tell me carefully what you know. Said. "
Zhang Xiaohou scratched his head and realized that he was no longer in the hotel lounge, but in an unknown courtyard. When he saw everyone's eyes falling on him, he knew what he had discovered. The stakes are high, and Zhang Xiaohou has no mother-in-law or mother. Looking at the old man in front of him, he immediately said:
"I was sent to investigate the anomalies in Shayuan, and then I discovered the Black Church gathering near Shayuan. I lurked in and heard their conversation Among them is a man wearing a mask. He is the Archdeacon Hujin of the Black Church. He is wearing a mask, but his voice is familiar to me. He is Mu He from our Mu family in Bo City."
" The drift of Sha Yuan is related to them. They want to introduce Sha Yuan into the ancient capital and use "
Having said this, Zhang Xiaohou swallowed his saliva. Even after so long, he was still a little frightened.
"Millions of people from the ancient capital were used as sacrifices for the awakening of the ancient king, as a symbol of Salan's power in the world, and what happened in Bo City was just an exercise for them!"
Listen! Finally, except for Bai Mo, everyone in the room was shocked by this shocking and heartbreaking idea, which is not even enough to describe one ten thousandth of it!
Han Ji even wanted to open his mouth to say something, but his lips trembled several times and he didn't know where to start.
The Ancient Capital Inquisition did not discover that the Black Holy See had plans in the ancient capital, and it also knew that Bo City was an exercise.
But what exactly the Black Holy See wants to do in the ancient capital and who is planning the ancient capital are all things that are unclear like looking at flowers in the fog.
He didn’t expect that the Black Vatican had this idea!
The drifting of Sha Yuan turned out to be their fault. Thinking of this, Han Ji calmed down and asked:
"How does the Black Holy See control Sha Yuan?"
Zhang Xiaohou said, "I don't know."
"Is there no solution?"
Han Ji didn't know whether he was asking himself or them. He raised his head and looked to the north.
"Resurrection of the ancient king, is the ancient king's tomb in the evil abyss? Yes, such a large evil abyss is the only one I have seen in my life. Just being close to the ancient capital made the surrounding undead riots several times more violent! Who else could it be besides the ancient king who is the same age as this city?"
"I have some clues," Bai Mo said at this time.
"Say it quickly." Han Ji suddenly turned around and looked at him.
So Bai Mo told the story of the Black Vatican's annihilation of Weiju Village. He also explained clearly that Kunjing water can make the dead move during the day.
“No matter what the Black Vatican wants to do, they just want to induce the undead to attack the city. I think the most urgent task now is to prevent the Black Vatican from having the means to cover this land of the undead with the characteristics of Kunjing water. Therefore, the people should be moved to the inner city with a safe boundary to prevent unexpected events."
"You are right, the matter of preventing the evil abyss from approaching and preventing the resurrection of the ancient king can be put aside first. The people cannot afford to make any mistakes. Calling for help and arresting Mu He is what we should do now."
Han Ji took a deep breath and suppressed the worries deep in his heart. Since Zhang Xiaohou. I heard the plan of the Black Church there. He knew that the evil abyss was inevitable, and the ancient king never gave up the idea of coming back to life.
The Kyushu mage will have to fight his undead sooner or later. At the same time, he thought that the helper he had found might also be able to bring him some unexpected joy.
After thinking about this, he said to Bai Mo and others, "It's getting late, you should go and rest first. I have to arrange some things, so I'll leave first."
After that, , Han Ji left the yard first.
A few people looked at each other and left.
After all this tossing, neither Zhang Xiaohou nor Mo Fan could fall asleep. They only heard Zhang Xiaohou say, "Brother Fan, some people from Bo City have actually moved to the ancient capital. There are also many people from our school who have passed the ancient capital academy. Yes, do you want us to go and have a drink with them?”
"Okay, eh Bai Mo, do you want to come? At least we have been together for a few months."
Bai Mo didn't care, but Ding Yumian took his hand at this time, "No, I have someone to accompany me. ."
Farewell to Mo Fan and the other two, Bai Mo walked with Ding Yumian on the way back to the hotel.
"What's wrong?"
The night in the ancient capital is not quiet. There are sounds of magic battles outside the city, and the city is also busy with traffic and lights everywhere.
There were many people walking on the street. Ding Yumian looked slightly strange and just said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."
In the bedroom, the two of them were lying on the bed after washing.
“Can we talk now?” Bai Mo felt a little strange and mysterious.
"Actually... the evil intentions generated by refining the evil body have not been completely driven away."
Ding Yumian said quietly.
"Huh?" Bai Mo's expression became more and more doubtful. Yesterday, Ding Yumian said that all the exorcisms were completed. Could there be something wrong? He frowned
"What's going on? No, let's not practice this anymore. I think it's just a matter of learning. The fate curse is already very strong."
"No." Ding Yumian shook his head, feeling the evil intention in his heart that could not be vented through killing. He raised his head and brushed the hair around his ears, staring at the room. Ordinary decoration, slowly explained:
"Evil intentions generally include malicious murderous intention, anger, greed, and desire. The first four can be resolved through killing, but desire cannot."
" Huh?" Bai Mo was stunned, thinking carefully about Ding Yumian's abnormality in the past few days, and then remembered another way to resolve evil intentions that the evil body said on the first day.
With a subtle look on his face, he confirmed, "What desire?"
"It's just what you want." Ding Yumian said quietly, looking at him without hesitation.
"Okay, I treat you as my treasure, but you only want to use me to practice." Bai Mo blinked, not that he couldn't accept it. For a moment, he didn't expect it to be so sudden, but he accused him.
"No way." Ding Yumian continued to look at him.
Bai Mo saw the certainty and calmness in her eyes. He looked at this beautiful face and stretched out his arms to hug her. Everything fell into place. Their relationship had already reached that stage.
I usually just enjoy the process of getting closer, but when this moment really comes, even if there are unexpected factors to add fuel to the fire, it just makes it more interesting to reminisce in the future.
"Witch, I want you to help me practice!"
Bai Mo lowered his voice and said, before Ding Yumian could speak, he had already put his mouth on hers, like this On a rose petal, the soft touch and fragrant breath flow between the mouth and nose. When you pry the jade teeth, you can feel the tingling current transmission
After parting the lips for a long time, Bai Mo ordered a few more strawberries
On the smooth chin, the slender gooseneck
There is no safe place for the hands to go
There is no need for eye contact, everything happens naturally
The right way is————
A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and the flowers have the fragrance of the moon. It’s cloudy
Noon the next day
The dim sun was shining outside the window, Bai Mo opened his eyes, he was a little heavy, half of Ding Yumian's body was resting on him, he played a little crazy last night, and he couldn't sleep in the bed anyway.
However, the body of a high-level mage is not that of an ordinary person, so it is still okay to sleep on the sofa.
Don’t mention it, the sofa is quite comfortable, more comfortable than the bed.
(End of this chapter)