Chapter 159: Newborn Calf
"Um!"
His back hit the solid wall, his chest ached and he almost vomited blood!
"Who is it! Who is stopping me!"
Lying on the ground, he stared at the scarecrow with his eyes fixed on it! Using his hands and feet, he crawled to the front of the scarecrow!
He grabbed the bowl on his left, poured the blood in the bowl into his mouth, swallowed half of it, and sprayed the other half onto the scarecrow!
He put his hands together, hooked his two little fingers, curled his thumbs, and made a buzzing sound of chanting again!
Ma family villa.
Chen Xiaodao placed the peach wood sword on the Bagua mirror above Ma Zichun's head, and the needle couldn't poke it down at all!
He gripped the peach wood hilt of the sword and chopped it upwards with all his strength, and the opponent's aura was broken in an instant!
Seeing this, he took the three Bagua mirrors off Ma Zichun.
He pressed Ma Zichun's shoulder with his left hand, and made a sword gesture with his right hand, crossing the bowl of chicken blood in front of the altar. The sword finger stained with chicken blood bent and pointed at the air above Ma Zichun's head!
As soon as Ma Zichun let out a cry of pain, the needle on his head was pulled out!
"Laomi! Seal the acupoints!"
Old Mi was standing nearby. When he heard Chen Xiaodao shout "Seal the acupoint", he dipped the wolf-hair brush in cinnabar and pointed it at the acupoint on the top of Chen Xiaodao's head!
"Blocked!"
His hand passed over the bowl of chicken blood again, he bent his fingers, squatted down and tried to pick out the needle behind Ma Zichun!
But the hand hasn't gone down yet!
Red birthmarks appeared on Ma Zichun's body one after another!
This red birthmark is like a prairie fire, emitting a fishy and smelly flame!
Feng Zhibai didn't step forward, but his face darkened.
Judging from the acupuncture results just now, the person who was descending was just a newborn calf, and probably had just started practicing.
But now, the newborn calf used its own body to fall into the fire.
No one without some knowledge would dare to do this!
Although the fire magic is said to be fire, it is actually a kind of magic that the sorcerer uses his own blood to induce the fall.
This kind of black magic does not require complicated steps, just use your own blood.
It is equivalent to cursing oneself. Even if the curse is broken and suffers backlash, the person who is cursed by the fire will not be much better off.
There will always be flames of fire in his body. As long as the sorcerer who casts the spell is not dead, the fire spell can be triggered again at any time and place!
If it weren't for the extreme hatred, no sorcerer would choose to kill such an unpopular general.
It seems that the resentment between the other party and Ma Zichun is really deep.
"Fuck, are you sick?"
"It's so hot, I'm so hot! I feel like there's a strong fire in my body! Master, I'm so hot!"
Feeling the temperature in his body soaring, Ma Zichun slapped his face and pressed it to the floor because of the heat.
"Master, what happened to my son?"
Ma Zhang was anxious, and when he saw red spots appearing on Ma Zichun's body, he became even more anxious like an ant on a hot pan.
"Go get a basin of water! Preferably with ice!"
Hearing Chen Xiaodao's words, Ma Zhang did not dare to delay for a moment and quickly turned around to go to the kitchen to get water and find ice cubes.
Old Mitou handed the wolf-hair brush dipped in cinnabar and chicken blood to Chen Xiaodao.
Chen Xiaodao took the pen and quickly wrote a fire-avoiding talisman on Ma Zichun's back and chest.
The fire-avoiding talisman cannot completely avoid fire. It can only lead the fire to a certain location and then extinguish it. This is called fire-avoiding.
As soon as the fire-avoiding talisman was cast, the red spots all over Ma Zichun's body began to fade. Following the position of his brush tip, the fire was soon received in his chest!
Ma Zichun only felt his chest burning hot, as if his heart was about to burn!
He tilted his head back and opened his eyes wide, the pain making him feel worse than death!
"Water, water, water is coming!"
Ma Zhang ran quickly to the altar with a large basin of ice water.
Old Mitou quickly took the water, put the yellow talisman on the table into the basin of water to borrow the candle light, stirred it, and poured it towards Ma Zichun's chest!
"ah!"
Only a miserable cry was heard!
Ma Zichun felt the burning heat in his chest followed by the coldness, which then condensed and exploded!
He let out a scream and his body went limp and he was about to fall backwards!
Old Mitou quickly grabbed his shoulder and said, "Xiaodao, take out the needle!"
Chen Xiaodao didn't waste a moment, his right hand formed a sword gesture and swept across the chicken blood bowl to continue pulling out the needle!
The other side.
The man made hand gestures with his hands, staring at his fingertips, and his eyes became cross-eyed!
He was chanting a curse, and blood kept flowing down the corners of his mouth!
Seeing the blood starting to spread on the scarecrow, he pressed down with both hands in one go, and the evil curses he uttered became faster and faster!
But halfway through the spell, it got stuck!
He looked at the scarecrow in disbelief!
The blood actually gathered at the scarecrow's chest!
"Ah? How is that possible!"
He loosened his grip and grabbed the knife on the table. Before the blade could touch his hand, the scarecrow made a loud bang!
It exploded!
"Ah! My scarecrow! Who, who is stopping me?"
Blood rushed into his bloodshot eyes!
Clap your hands on the ground!
He grabbed the blown-up scarecrow, picked up the red rope on the ground, wrapped it around his fingertips, and pulled it down hard!
The red rope soaked into the flesh, and the blood directly seeped through the red rope!
Pulling out the red rope, he tied the scarecrow tightly and placed it on the table again!
He stood up and walked quickly to the cabinet. He pulled out a drawer and found a small hammer and a wooden nail in the dark drawer!
He grabbed the hammer and the wooden nail and quickly knelt on the ground!
The blood on my hands got on the hammer and the wooden nails!
He aimed the wooden nail at the scarecrow's forehead, his eyes emitting a fierce look! He held the hammer in his hand and hit the wooden nail with force!
"ah!"
Ma Zichun just felt a little better, but he hasn’t recovered yet!
It felt like a nail had hit my eyebrows!
The pain made his head split! He was tangled up and couldn't move!
Chen Xiaodao bent his fingers and pulled out the last needle from Ma Zichun's chest!
He looked up at Ma Zichun's eyebrows!
There was actually a red dot between his eyebrows!
And this is constantly deepening!
Someone is using coffin nails to knock on Ma Zichun's fate palace!
So cruel!
He is determined to kill Ma Zichun!
"Damn it! It never ends!"
Chen Xiaodao started cursing, rummaged through the yellow cloth bag and took out a copper coin from his pocket. He pinched it between his index and middle fingers and pressed it against Ma Zichun's eyebrows!
As soon as the copper coin was pressed, the coffin nails could not be hammered in!
The man's hand stopped in mid-air. Seeing that he couldn't drive the coffin nails, he retracted his hand and wanted to find another way, but he didn't get up yet!
A powerful aura accompanied by a golden light burst out from the scarecrow!
"I obey the orders of the Supreme Lord Laozi! Break!"
Chen Xiaodao took out the remaining four copper coins from his pocket, put them in his hand and tied them with a red rope!
After circling around Ma Zichun's head, he flipped his finger!
The five copper coins seemed to have sensed something and suddenly flashed and shot out a golden light and flew directly out into the air!
The man raised his arms to block the golden light, but his skills were not enough to withstand it!
I just felt dizzy and dark!
Then the whole person was bounced out!
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, he and his forehead hit the wall!
A mouthful of black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth!
He rolled his eyes and lost consciousness in an instant.
Someone downstairs heard the noise, looked up toward the second floor, and whispered cautiously to each other.
"The young master is in the room and has lost his temper again."
"Isn't that too noisy? Did something happen? Do you want to go up and take a look?"
"Forget it. I'll definitely get scolded if I go up there, and I don't want to be scolded."
"What are you discussing?"
As the two were talking, an unhappy voice came from the side.
They lowered their heads at the same time, turned around, and saw that it was the gentleman who was speaking.
"Mr. Liu, we just heard a thud coming from the young master's room. I wonder if he got angry again."
"It was quite loud, and I was a little worried and wanted to go up and check it out, but I was afraid he would be angry."
When Liu Ping heard that it was about his son, his face was filled with melancholy.
"It's been like this all day long. I can't get in touch with Master Dai, I can't get in touch with Old Ma, something's wrong with the company's business, and now when I get home I have to worry about this useless thing! It's so annoying!"
He put his hands behind his back impatiently and said, "Don't bother with him. If he wants to stay indoors, then stay indoors. He's a moron!"
After cursing a few words, Liu Ping went back to the house.
The two security guards looked at each other and chose not to listen or ask.
They are just security guards, responsible for security, and have no control over anything else.
In the Ma family villa.
Seeing that the other party had stopped moving, Chen Xiaodao removed the copper coin from Ma Zichun's brow, then reached out to take the paper crane handed to him by Lao Mi Tou. He dotted the eyes with cinnabar and placed a dot on Ma Zichun's brow, then moved it around his forehead. Then he shouted, "The Heavenly Master has given an order! Go quickly and return quickly! The response will be revealed by the light in the basin! Go!"
The sword technique circled around the paper crane, and in an instant the paper crane seemed to come alive, flapping its wings and flying into the basin.
Taking the yellow paper on the table, he wrote the communication symbol and burned it in a basin of water.
soon!
As the paper crane disappeared, a dark picture was reflected in the basin!
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