Chapter 122 Witch (Please subscribe! Please vote! 13)
When Wen Zhengming returned home drunk in the middle of the night, his cheap senior brother was still watching TV. Wen Zhengming glanced at the table, which was empty.
Sure enough, my silly senior brother didn’t order any food.
Forget it. It’s unlikely that a cultivator would starve to death anyway.
It doesn’t matter if you eat one meal less or one meal more.
With the sound of the door opening, Li Mubai saw his fellow apprentice coming back and sat up straighter, fearing that he would be disliked by his fellow apprentice again.
Suddenly, he sniffed, turned his head and looked at Wen Zhengming and said, "What a strong smell of alcohol. Alcohol is harmful to the body and can also cause sexual promiscuity. Why do mortals like to drink this stuff?"
Wen Zhengming drank a lot, but he was not drunk. All the alcohol was forced out by his Qi body, so he reeked of alcohol.
Even if he was taken for a drink-driving test, there would not be any trace of alcohol in the test.
Of course, his name had already been registered in the Ming Dynasty, so it was unlikely that they would check him for drunk driving.
Wen Zhengming said: "People are born, grow old, get sick, die, love and separation, resentment and resentment, and cannot obtain what they want. Life in this world is too hard, so there is wine."
My silly senior brother seemed not very satisfied with this answer.
"But I see you seem to be enjoying your drink."
Wen Zhengming said: "This is the brilliance of wine. People like to drink it when they are happy and when they are sad. It mixes with people's joy and anger, and no one can refuse it."
Wen Zhengming seemed to want to say something else, to explain his problem to his senior brother, but he shrugged and said:
"Forget it, you are a Taoist priest, what do you know about wine!"
Forehead…………
Li Mubai opened his mouth.
I am a Taoist priest, aren’t you one, my junior brother?
But he didn't say it in the end because he was afraid of being criticized by his junior fellow apprentice.
"Do you need to prepare anything else? Why do you have to wait another day before going to Mount Zhongnan?"
"Something happened!"
Wen Zhengming's answer was simple and crude. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Li Mubai and said:
"Also, can you please go back to your room so late at night? I'm not used to being alone with my boyfriend."
After driving away his senior brother, Wen Zhengming shook his head, opened the designer system, and began to observe the magicians who were being hunted.
Recently, those sects have been relatively quiet, but things outside the Ming Dynasty are not very peaceful.
In the Murmal Forest, under the tangled weeds, the three mages held their breath very low. They had been chased to the point where they had no way out.
Since seven days ago, a group of soldiers have been chasing them. They had no choice but to retreat from the suburbs into the forest reserve, but they still couldn't escape from this group of people.
This is the allied army of the Western countries, and their purpose is to capture these mages.
After ghosts appeared around the Mediterranean coast, the Western countries realized the horror of these ghosts.
After the Ming Dynasty opened up the world to the public, the Western countries finally realized what era they had entered.
According to the translation, this is a time when mortals are qualified to become gods.
In such an era, transcendence is the direction of the future.
Therefore, the Alliance of Western Countries began to look for these extraordinary people.
Eventually, a magician disguised as a magician was exposed.
Originally, the Western countries were not prepared to carry out arrests directly, but the talks broke down during the negotiations.
On the spot, the magician whose pseudonym was Cardo used magic to attack the person who was talking at that time.
Soon after, the attitude of the alliance of Western countries also changed. If negotiations were not possible, then capturing them back would be acceptable.
Because, at that time, the magician was shot and wounded by a pistol while being chased.
The injured magician made people in the Western countries begin to realize that this group of magicians did not seem to be as powerful as the group of extraordinary people in the Ming Dynasty.
So they took action.
The crows in the deep forest in the distance were startled, indicating that the group of people were chasing them again.
The three mages hid under the grass without moving.
"It's really tragic!" Wen Zhengming shook his head.
These are probably the three most miserable supernatural beings designed by Wen Zhengming, except for the ghost bound in tortoise shell.
Being hunted down by a group of mortals, he had no way to go to heaven or to the earth.
Wen Zhengming didn't know what to say to them.
However, perhaps it is also because Wen Zhengming set the level for them too low.
According to Wen Zhengming's setting, these mages are born with high mana but weak bodies.
Therefore, even though these mages could make fireballs with their bare hands, they were no match for machine guns and cannons.
After all, they are not evil spirits that are immune to physical attacks.
"The three people under the fallen leaves over there, raise your hands and lie on the ground. Do not resist in vain."
The Western Allied Forces' infrared imaging device could clearly see the three people under the grass.
The soldiers at the front line were a little nervous. After these days of pursuit, they had realized what they were chasing: the extraordinary people.
They don't seem to be carrying lethal weapons, but they may summon fire, lightning, etc. at any time.
"I repeat once again, do not fight in vain. We have surrounded you. If you resist, we will kill you on the spot."
Slogans were constantly shouted on the radio.
And at this moment, a flash of lightning flashed.
It struck the earth, and brilliant lightning exploded in an instant.
The people who were nearby only felt a flash of light before their eyes, and then they completely lost their vision.
"Damn it, I can't see, I'm blind."
"Shit! They know new magic, and I can't see it."
"Don't shoot. There is no vision. Don't shoot." The officer, who had already lost his sight, screamed loudly.
As everyone was roaring, a woman walked out from the deep forest.
She was wearing a layer of black gauze that covered her entire body, leaving only a pair of scarlet eyes and the edges of her fiery red hair exposed.
Mysterious and powerful.
She walked leisurely among the blinded people and calmly led the three magicians away.
Before leaving, she left a hexagram mark and a passage written in ancient language on the earth: It is better to be a king in hell than to be a slave in heaven.
Soon, the four disappeared into the distance.
Then, the hexagram on the ground lit up, and in the scarlet light, countless poisonous snakes and various poisonous insects suddenly crawled out.
A tragic howl was heard from the deep forest.
The Murmal Forest is the territory of a group of witches created by Wen Zhengming.
A witch is a sorcerer who serves Satan.
The Magicians' Association and the Witches will be the first two supernatural organizations to emerge.
"The general layout is almost done. We just need to wait for the various factions to develop, and then we can start the next plot."
Wen Zhengming thought to himself after checking all the details.
The night is vast and the sea of clouds is rolling.
Wen Zhengming entered into a state of meditation peacefully and began to practice.
However, Li Yangchen, who was far away, couldn't sleep.
He looked at the jade pendant, and kept recalling the words of his best friend in his mind: Do you want to become an immortal?
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(End of this chapter)
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