Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 124: Witchcraft should be kind

The sun was gradually rising, and the mist began to dissipate, but a smell similar to milk was pervading.

The people rushed in, and a row of sergeants formed a wall of people in front of them.

The noise stopped after Ouyang Xiu walked forward.

Ouyang Xiu's eyes were indifferent and asked, "Don't you regret it?"

The three nodded, and Shen An nodded as well.

"Then let's talk about life and death, let's get started."

Shen An got a chair to sit, but the three did not receive this treatment.

Shen An's heart moved slightly, thinking whether it was a witch or a god, it must have overlooked sentient beings.

What if it is slowed down?

It must have been furious, and then walked away ...

But these three people looked very honest.

Such witchcraft ... Such a goddess ...

To say that I am not afraid that nature is false, but by this time, Shen An has dropped his heart, just waiting quietly.

The man who came out first found a small porcelain bottle, and then took out some dark things from it to wipe on his face.

His face was slowly painted black, and he looked a little darker.

The people on the edge were silent, but Shen An said calmly: "True witchcraft will not make mysterious things."

The man looked at him indifferently, and then carefully reached out a skull of an animal of unknown breed.

He bit his finger and smeared blood on the skull.

"This is the technique of overwhelming!"

Someone exclaimed and was warned by the sergeant.

The man put the skull in front of Shen An, and he stood and danced in front of the skull himself.

In fact, the movement is really very simple, just squatting one stop, only the man's expression is solemn, so it's only a bit of a look.

"Blood! That skull sucked blood!"

The people exclaimed in the middle. Shen An was looking down to raise his mind. When he heard the words and looked up, he began to mutter.

The skull that had just been smeared with blood turned gray again.

Isn't this really capable?

He is doubtful about Gu An, but the witchcraft, he feels that this is really true, and has long since dissipated in the long years.

Several Zaifu in the hall subconsciously leaned forward, and then began to whisper.

Shen An remembered Aunt Zhao in the Dream of the Red Mansions. The man who practiced the law with Ma Daopo almost killed Jia Baoyu and Wang Xifeng. This shows how powerful this spell is.

Shen An's life is very hard.

He always felt that people must have righteousness, and if there is righteousness, all evils will not invade.

He had encountered a ghost hitting a wall in his previous life, but still walked out calmly, so he dared to face the witchcraft.

The man's movements became more intense, and the sweat on his face gradually slipped.

But Shen An is like an old monk entering the set, just meditating on the nine-character mantra of Taoism ...

All the combatants are marching forward ...

A quarter of an hour later, the man yelled, and then shouted: "He has grief on him! Can't move!"

Immediately he spurted a sip of blood from his head and lay on the ground like a prostration.

Nima!

Shen An felt so-called shameful, afraid that it was a ghost made by this product to cover his incompetence.

Fortunately, he didn't dare to say that there was a **** blessing, otherwise Shen An would definitely kill his family.

"the second."

He felt that he was really possessed, so the clouds became lighter and softer.

"This one……"

The Zaifu were a little ignorant. In their view, even if Shen An could eliminate the art of hatred, wouldn't it be such a fart?

Zeng Gongliang whispered: "Is it because of internal injuries?"

"fart!"

Han Qi vulgarly said: "Someone who has seen internal injuries, his face is not like this, either gold or purple is pale. Shen An's look is a hundred miles of red, which is the appearance of internal injuries?"

Ouyang Xiu blinked and looked at him, "How does the old man think it's black and white?"

Fu Bi coughed and said: "Ouyang Gong, you are ... eye diseases."

The second man appeared, but he took a piece of Kirin wood and came out to sculpt.

His hand is very clever, while looking at Shen An, he began to sculpt, and a few puppets were formed.

He bowed to Shen An, and then meditation a few words, probably for Shen An or something.

Then he took out a fine pen, licked it with his tongue, and sketched human organs on the wooden man.

"excuse me."

The man took out the thin needle, his eyes sharply sharp, and then a needle pierced the wooden man's liver.

Shen An looked at him calmly. In a burst of exclamation on the side, he even shook his legs.

Seeing that Shen An did not respond, the man pierced the second needle, but it was his heart.

Shen An covered her mouth and yawned. Someone shouted, "He's finished."

Shen An was furious and looked sideways at the crowd and shouted, "Who said I was finished?"

The voice was so full of breath that those onlookers froze immediately.

Because the man has already put down the third stitch, stuck in the eyebrow.

Shen An said: "Hurry up, my sister is still waiting for me to go home and cook."

The man pricked a few shots in a row, and then sweated: "Shen waits for the sorrow of his body, and the villain is helpless."

Shen An got up and moved around, and the people on the side immediately made a sensation.

"Look and see, no farts!"

Zhao Zhongzhen jumped up in the crowd and looked forward. He jumped and asked, "How is it? How is it?"

Zhekexing saw it and said, "Brother Anbe is doing exercises."

Shen An moved his neck, listening to the sound from the neck joints, and said a little bit sadly: "Later, be careful of cervical spondylitis!"

The woman appeared.

Shen An was sitting in a chair, moving her body from time to time, and at the same time looked at her curiously and asked, "Is there really witchcraft?"

The woman nodded, "Of course."

Shen An asked curiously: "If there is really witchcraft, then we want to get whoever we want, how good! For example, if we want to kill the general of the enemy country, we will use the witchcraft to haunt him on the sickbed , Or the seven tricks to bleed directly ... would n’t that be better? "

He asked very seriously and really wanted to know the answer.

If it could kill people, why would n’t countless powers throughout the ages be used? It ’s so much easier to kill your opponent with the magic of witchcraft!

"The scourge of Wu Gu from the former Han ... who killed him?"

This is the most well-known campaign of crooked gates and evil Dao, involving hundreds of thousands of people before and after. It can also be called a suicide operation, and is a famous symbol of the former Han's decline from prosperity to prosperity.

The woman was dumbfounded and could not answer.

Shen An continued to ask: "In the scourge of Wu Gu, it is said that Emperor Wu was cursed, but Emperor Wu lived well, and countless people were killed by his backhand. What is this?"

The woman knelt slowly, trembling and said, "Slave ... the slave doesn't know."

Shen An was settled in his heart and turned to look at the people and said, "I have never seen witchcraft harm people. I think witchcraft should be kind. But I know that many people have died because of this name. Now you see it yourself Do you have any doubts?

The previous two "superiors" failed, and this woman even dared not take the shot.

"Is Shen Zhaozhao actually full of shame?"

Someone shouted: "Shen Yaozhao, could your past life be a murderous general?"

"It has nothing to do with evil spirits." Shen An feels like a god, preaching to these people: "Look at those so-called witch culprits that hurt people, but the victim has no fart, and the head that turned around to kill is rolling, this witch gu Could it be that the trick is to pit someone? Whoever gets it will pit someone. "

The three so-called masters are shaking at the moment.

Are scammers!

Shen An felt loose, and said, "The three people are notoriously famous in Bianliang City. Some people call them immortals ... but I am safe."

He turned back and arched his hands toward the hall, and asked, "Can you have a conclusion?"

Ouyang Xiu walked down from above, then walked in front of Shen An, reached out and touched.

"It's okay?"

He slapped on Shen An, and Shen An just jumped a few times.

"Jump really high."

Ouyang Xiu suddenly looked up and said: "Wu Gu Wu Gu, today is considered to be true and false, the old man was able to preside over, but the name is well-known."

He bowed at Shen An, and Shen An quickly flashed to the side and said, "Don't do it, don't do it."

Ouyang Xiu straightened his waist and said: "Dangde ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ You have cracked the so-called Wu Gu today, and how many less cases you have to have since.

Fu Bi also came down, he beckoned, and the accompanying doctor came to Shen An to diagnose the pulse.

The people were watching nervously, waiting for the final result.

After hearing the question, the royal doctor solemnly announced: "Shen Yuzhao's body is strong."

"Wu Gu ..." a common man said in disbelief: "Wu Gu is fake?"

The legend of Wu Gu has a long history, everyone is convinced about it, but today ...

"It's useless?"

Han Qi and others froze on it.

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