Chapter 207: Witch, I want you to help me practice
“No wonder he can’t remember what happened back then. Forget Worm is a magic that cleverly combines the mind and curse systems. It’s a unique method developed by the Black Church.
It will devour the important memories deep inside a person. If he could be infected with the forgetfulness bug, he must have seen a bigger secret."
Ding Yumian continued, "If the person who has been planted with the forgetfulness bug remembers everything that happened one day, it means that he is not far from death."
“So, Monkey,” Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou who was knocked unconscious, “Monkey, the two names I just mentioned triggered a switch, causing him to remember what happened back then. That forgetful bug wanted to kill him, so he’s in so much pain!”
"You could say that." Ding Yumian nodded slightly. "This forgetfulness bug has already taken shape. It's not easy to kill it. The pain just now has already caused considerable damage to its body."
"What should we do? Should we just let this ugly centipede lie on the monkey forever?" Mo Fan said excitedly. He looked at Zhang Xiaohou's face. Even though he was unconscious, he seemed to have not stopped reminiscing.
Ding Yumian stretched out her hand and gently tapped the forget-me-not bug on Zhang Xiaohou's wrist. Suddenly, the forget-me-not bug, which was still twisting as if mocking the few people for overestimating their own abilities and trying to move to a better position where it would be easier to destroy the host, suddenly quieted down.
"I can untie it, but it's a painful process. It would be best if there was a healing wizard nearby."
"Let's go find Han Ji, he's a super-class healing mage." Bai Mo said.
"Super class! It would be bad to go over there and trouble others so late at night, right?" Mo Fan hesitated and scratched his head.
"My main concern is that if I carry the monkey like this, the centipede will crawl onto me. I don't want to raise a centipede. I might as well kill it here. It doesn't matter if it hurts a little. A real man is not afraid of pain."
"You really are his good brother." Bai Mo was a little speechless, "But are you sure you can kill Wang Chong here?"
"Is there any danger?"
"There is no danger to life."
Ding Yumian has already deduced the method of Wang Chong's casting in her mind. Although her own curse magic is not outstanding, Xie Shen is surprisingly an expert in this area.
Therefore, after knowing how to cast the Forget Worm, it is not difficult to deduce the solution. She continued, "I can solve it now, but since I am not the one who planted the Forget Worm, he will inevitably get hurt."
"Then let's go find the healing wizard you mentioned, Bai Mo." Mo Fan lifted up Zhang Xiaohou's clothes and took a look. He found that the centipede had grown to his vest. The hideous head would have poked into the back of his head if it had gone up any further. Finally, he felt guilty and decided to play it safe.
When they were in Jiangcheng, Ding Yumian and Bai Mo left Han Ji's private phone number, so even though it was the middle of the night, they still came to Han Ji's residence.
In order to get everything done at once, Bai Mo also brought Fang Gu along. As soon as they were led by the waiter to Han Ji's yard, they saw him sitting upright at the stone table in the yard.
"You really found out the news about the Black Church's Grand Deacon Hu Jin!"
As soon as the 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:
"The Forget-Me-Not of the Black Church!"
“He was the one who discovered the news about the Black Church.” Mo Fan placed Zhang Xiaohou directly on a stone table.
"I can unlock this forgetfulness bug." Ding Yumian said, "But the struggle when the forgetfulness bug disappears will damage his body, so I need you, Mr. Han, to assist me."
Han Ji naturally knew about the Forget Worm. He could tell at a glance that Zhang Xiaohou's Forget Worm had already taken shape, so he was having a headache about how to get rid of it. When he heard Ding Yumian say this, his eyes lit up immediately. Han Ji actually had some vague guesses about her abilities, so he said with confidence:
"Okay, Miss Ding, just do as you please."
Ding Yumian nodded slightly, and saw several bright and dark lights flashing by, 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 shattered, and its entire body, starting from the head, melted inch by inch downwards like ice and snow.
As the centipede melted away inch by inch, the flesh and blood on Zhang Xiaohou's body where the centipede was lying also disappeared, and only the broken ends on both sides and the bones and internal organs that could be faintly seen through the flesh and blood could be seen.
It was as if the centipede had replaced the flesh and blood and became a part of Zhang Xiaohou's body. Now that the centipede disappeared, a bloody and red narrow groove immediately appeared on Zhang Xiaohou's body from his vest to his wrist. As the centipede disappeared inch by inch, the groove 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 little by little in front of everyone's eyes!
Blood was flowing out like crazy. If there was no healing magician, the wound would cause the person to bleed to death within a few minutes!
The intense pain woke Zhang Xiaohou up immediately. He stared blankly ahead and cried out in pain, but even so, he did not forget what he had recalled before he fell into a coma.
"Ah! I remember! Mu He. It's Mu He!"
Mo Fan was completely stunned when he saw the blood gushing out. He couldn't imagine how painful it was!
Han Ji was not slow at all. As soon as the ravine that almost pierced through Zhang Xiaohou's flesh and blood appeared, a holy and crystal healing light lit up on his fingers.
He raised his hand and the light flew into the air, emitting a soft glow. When it reached above Zhang Xiaohou's body, it transformed into an Aquarius star full of healing light, wrapping up Zhang Xiaohou.
As the healing bottle took effect, the body on Zhang Xiaohou's back, which looked like it had been eaten by a demon worm, began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhang Xiaohou's physical injuries improved and his pain finally ended. His slightly numb eyes became clear again.
As soon as he recovered, he immediately jumped down from the table, "Brother Fan, I remember it now, it's Mu He, the head deacon of Hu Jin is Mu He!"
Han Ji put his hands behind his back and spoke in a calm tone, with a calming aura. He said to Zhang Xiaohou slowly, "Xiaohou, right? Don't get excited. I am Han Ji, the president of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower Magic Association. Tell me in detail what you know."
Zhang Xiaohou scratched his head and realized that he seemed to be no longer in the hotel lounge, but in an unknown courtyard. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, he knew that what he had discovered was of great importance. Zhang Xiaohou did not hesitate to look at the old man in front of him and immediately said:
"I was sent to investigate the abnormality in Shayuan, and then I found the Black Church gathering near Shayuan. I lurked in and heard their conversation. Among them was a masked man. He was the Black Church's Grand Deacon Hu Jin. He was wearing a mask, but I was familiar with his voice. It was Mu He from our Bo City Mu family."
"The drift of the evil abyss is related to them. They want to bring the evil abyss into the ancient capital and use..."
At this point, Zhang Xiaohou swallowed his saliva. Even after so much time had passed, he was still a little frightened.
"Use the millions of people in the ancient capital as a sacrifice for the awakening of the ancient king, as the divine power of Saran's appearance in the world, and the incident in Bo City is just a drill for them!"
After hearing this, except Bai Mo, everyone in the room was shocked by this idea which was so shocking and insane that it was not enough to describe it!
Han Ji wanted to open his mouth and say something, but his lips trembled several times and he didn't know where to start.
The Ancient Capital Inquisition was not unaware of the Black Church's plans in the Ancient Capital, and they also knew that the incident in Bo City was just an exercise.
However, it was still unclear what the Black Church was planning to do in the ancient capital and who was behind it.
He didn't expect that the Black Vatican would actually have this in mind!
It turned out that Sha Yuan's drift was caused by them.
Thinking of this, Han Ji calmed down and asked:
"How does the Black Church 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.
"Resurrecting the ancient king, could it be that the ancient king's tomb is in the Shayuan? Yes, such a large Shayuan is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Just being close to the ancient capital has caused the surrounding undead to riot several times more violently! Who else could it be except the ancient king who is the same age as this city?"
"I do have some clues." Bai Mo said at this time.
"Hurry up and tell me." Han Ji turned around suddenly and looked at him.
So Bai Mo told the story of the Black Church's annihilation of Weiju Village, and explained clearly that the Kunjing water could make the undead active during the day.
"No matter what the Black Church wants to do, they are just trying to attract the undead to attack the city. I think the most urgent task now is to prevent the Black Church from having the means to cover this land of undead with the characteristics of Kunjing water. Therefore, the people should be moved to the inner city with a safe boundary to prevent any accidents."
"You are right. We can put aside the matter of stopping the evil spirit from approaching and preventing the ancient king from reviving. The people cannot afford to lose anything. Gathering people, requesting rescue, and arresting Mu He are what we should do now."
Han Ji took a deep breath and suppressed the worries deep in his heart. Ever since he heard about the Black Church's plan from Zhang Xiaohou, he knew that the evil abyss was inevitable, and the ancient king had never given up the idea of surviving.
Jiuzhou Mage, sooner or later, will have to fight with his undeads. At the same time, he thought about the helper he had found, maybe he could also bring him some unexpected surprises.
After thinking about this, he said to Bai Mo and the others, "It's getting late, you guys should go and have some rest. I still have some things to arrange, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, Han Ji was the first to leave the yard.
A few people looked at each other and left.
After all this trouble, neither Zhang Xiaohou nor Mo Fan could sleep. Zhang Xiaohou said, "Brother Fan, some people from Bo City have moved to the ancient capital. There are also many students from our school who have been admitted to the ancient capital academy. Do you want us to go and have a drink with them?"
"Sure, Bai Mo, do you want to come? At least we have been in the same class for a few months."
Bai Mo didn't care, but Ding Yumian pulled his hand at this time, "No, I have someone to accompany me."
After bidding farewell to Mo Fan and Ding Yumian, Bai Mo walked back to the hotel with them.
"What's wrong?"
The night in the ancient capital was not quiet. The sounds of magic battles could be heard outside the city, and inside the city there was a hustle and bustle of traffic and lights everywhere.
There were quite a few people on the street. Ding Yumian looked a little strange, and just said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."
In the bedroom, the two people lay on the bed after washing up.
"Can you tell me now?" Bai Mo felt a little strange and mysterious.
"In fact... the evil intentions generated by refining the evil body have not been completely expelled."
Ding Yumian said quietly.
"Hmm?" Bai Mo looked more and more puzzled. Ding Yumian said yesterday that everything had been expelled. Could something have gone wrong? He frowned.
"What's going on? No, let's not practice this. I think the Life Drain Curse alone is already very powerful."
"No." Ding Yumian shook his head, feeling the evil in his heart that could not be vented through killing. He raised his head and brushed the hair beside his ears, staring at the ordinary decoration in the room, and explained slowly:
"Evil intentions generally include malice, murderous intent, anger, greed, and desire. The first four can be resolved through killing, but desire cannot."
"Huh?" Bai Mo was stunned. He thought carefully about Ding Yumian's abnormal behavior in the past few days, and then remembered the other method of dispelling evil intentions that the evil body mentioned on the first day.
With a somewhat subtle look, he confirmed, "What desire?"
"It's just what you imagined." Ding Yumian said faintly, looking at him without avoiding any hesitation.
"Okay, I treat you as a treasure, but you just want to use me to practice." Bai Mo blinked his eyes. It was not that he could not accept it, but he did not expect it to be so sudden. However, 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 her beautiful face and reached out to hug her. Everything was a natural progression. Their relationship had already reached that point.
I usually just enjoy the process of getting closer little by little, but when this moment really comes, even if there are unexpected factors to add fuel to the fire, it will only make it more interesting to recall it later.
"Witch, I need you to help me practice!"
Bai Mo lowered his head and said something. Before Ding Yumian could speak, he had already pressed his lips on hers, as if he was pressing on a rose petal. The soft touch and fragrant breath flowed between her mouth and nose. When he pried open her jade teeth, he could feel the tingling current passing through her.
After a long time, Bai Mo ordered a few more strawberries.
On the smooth chin, slender goose neck
There is no safe place for my hands
There is no need for eye contact, everything happens naturally.
There is a saying that——
A spring night is worth a thousand gold coins, the flowers have fragrance and the moon has shadow
The next day at noon
A dim sunlight shone through the window. Bai Mo opened his eyes and felt a little heavy. Ding Yumian half of her body was resting on him. They had played a little crazy last night and he couldn't sleep in the bed anyway.
However, high-level mages are not in the physical condition of ordinary people, so it is okay for him to sleep on the sofa.
You know what, the sofa is quite comfortable, even more comfortable than the bed.
(End of this chapter)
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