Chapter 1182

Shenzhen City, Qin family villa, backyard wing room.

In the house, Wu Tianxing, the king of witchcraft and witchcraft in Miao Autonomous Region, is casting a spell on a puppet on the altar with Fu Zhuan, chanting words in his mouth.

The puppet was stabbed with a special needle for head dropping, with a unique charm.

Wu Tianxing is dressed in strange clothes, like a Taoist robe worn by a great wizard, and transforms into a variety of tricks.

As if, that was stabbed puppet man slightly twitch a few times, shaking.

Miao Kui, on one side, looks at Wu Tianxing's incantation, but his heart is filled with nausea and vomiting, and his throat is filled with sweetness.

His face was pale, and he looked at the altar from time to time. He was also a puppet. According to Wu Tianxing's incantation, he also lowered his head.

"Wow

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Miao Kui staggered and fell on the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of red blood. When he lay on the ground, he foamed and convulsed.

Wu Tianxing looked at Miao Kui lying on the ground in amazement, "Miao Kui, Miao Kui..."

He yelled a few times, stopped his incantation and went to check on Miao Kui.

Miao Kui not only froth in his mouth, but also rolled his eyes, dilated his pupils, and kept twitching, as if he had an epileptic seizure.

"Miao Kui, you What are you doing? "

When Wu Tianxing was shocked, he put his hand on Miao Kui's pulse gate. Through his pulse gate, he had already felt that the eight meridians of miaokui's miraculous meridians and the acupoints all over his body seemed to be sealed. His stiff body could not move at all.

"This This You villain, what have you done Wu Tianxing, as the king of witchcraft in the Miao Autonomous Region, naturally realized what Miao Kui had done by reacting to his symptoms.

"I have warned you not to take risks and use head dropping technique easily to deal with others. Now it's OK to meet an expert. Come on, who are you dealing with? "

Naturally, Wu Tianxing knew that Miao Kui was learning from his head dropping skill. He was probably not very good at learning. He was attacked by someone in a special way.

However, to Wu Tianxing's Secret relief, it was obvious that the other party only controlled the enchanter in a certain way, rather than a master of witchcraft.

If the master is familiar with witchcraft, the opponent can completely use a "psychic" way, in turn, to attack the caster with the most severe.

That Miao Kui was not just frothing at the mouth, but died miserably.

Miao Kui's dead fish rolled his eyes and froth in his mouth. Struggling and barely supporting, he said, "Qin poetry is Lin Xuan. He sealed the acupoints of Qin poetry with a silver needle."

Wu Tianxing was shocked, with a few blame, but also hate the tone of iron is not steel, "you ah, learning is not good, painting tiger is not anti dog, not enough to achieve success, more than failure."

He helped Miao Kui up and sat on the chair beside him. He put his thumb out and pressed it on his brow. He said something in his mouth. He didn't know what kind of curse he was saying.

However, Miao Kui had a strange light in front of him, as if he could see everything in the villa on the hillside of Yunwu Mountain through a long distance.

Wu Tianxing continued to recite the mantra, and his eyes fell on the puppet figure that Miao Kui used to drop his head. When he moved his hand, he went straight to the altar, took out the puppet figure, drew a few charms, bit his thumb and finger, and pointed it at the center of the puppet's eyebrows.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said to Miao Kui calmly: "well, all the silver needles that banned Qin poetry have been forced out of the acupoints by me."

At the same time.

Yunwu Mountain hillside villa.

Qin Shi Shi Shi, who has been sitting on the sofa, is shaking all over her body. With her scarlet eyes, she suddenly raises her head and looks at Aunt Tang, Luo Ping and Qin Zhenhua, who are taking care of her. She has a funny smile on her mouth.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi!"

Several cold awns flew out from her body and acupoints.

Then, Qin poetry burst into laughter, "evil, just silver needle seal hole, how can Nai me?"

With her words and laughter, she suddenly got up, opened her hands, and threw herself at Luo Ping. She pushed her down and pinched Luo Ping's neck.

"Demon, I'll kill you!" she cried wildly

The sudden change made aunt Tang and Qin Zhenhua dumbfounded. They immediately went to pull Qin's poems away.

Qin's poetry turned a blind eye and waved her hand to push aunt Tang and Qin Zhenhua away. Her violent eyes showed the light of killing people.

"Poetry, poetry, it's me, aunt Tang!"

Aunt Tang dragged Qin's poems and poems and kept calling for them.

Qin Shishi loosed Luo Ping and turned to pinch aunt Tang. Seeing this, Qin Zhenhua pushed aunt Tang away and said in a deep voice, "call Lin Xuan right away!"

Qin's poetry directly pinches Qin Zhenhua's neck, like a zombie. Opening his mouth is like biting Qin Zhenhua.In the backyard wing room of the Qin family villa, Wu Tianxing, the master and apprentice of the king of witchcraft in Miao Autonomous Region, laughed strangely.

"Miao Kui, if you want to play, you can play the rest." Wu Tianxing laughed triumphantly, "the following head lowering technique, far away, can kill in the invisible."

"This time, to let Lin Xuan pay a painful price."

Miao Kui took Professor Wu Tianxing's Witchcraft and recited a mantra, "master, in my opinion, it's not fun to let Qin's poems and poems fly around the house. It's not fun to let her go out and make some moves in the city. It's much more interesting."

Wu Tianxing nodded, "the mantra of lowering head skill, the method of manipulation, I have taught you how to play, play as much as you like."

"OK, thank you very much, master."

Miao Kui's heart was filled with joy. Now, she is finally able to make a good use of the art of lowering her head, controlling Qin's poetry between her hands and letting her do whatever she is asked to do.

……

Shenzhen City, suburban, a mountain like a tiger, green dazzling trees, covering the whole mountain.

From the foot of the mountain all the way up, are winding and rugged trails, and, this winding path, surrounded by trees, flowers and plants, is more thorny.

From such a small path, it can be seen that even if there are people living on this mountain, few people have set foot here.

The trees are luxuriant, and it looks like a kind of primitive forest.

In a city like Shenzhen, there are few such places in the suburbs.

This mountain is called "Fuhu mountain" probably because of its shape.

Lin Xuan did not know whether there was any special historical evolution.

However, he knew that on the Fuhu mountain, there lived the people he wanted to look for.

However, I haven't come to visit the owner of this place for some time.

Even if it is thorny and covered with trees, Lin Xuan is familiar with the path leading to the mountain.

At the end of the road, he parked his car in an open place. After getting off the car, he walked to the depth of Fuhu mountain on foot

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!