"This is Hong Kong, not the mountains..." Qin Ge handed Zhang Guozhong a gun while driving, "I don't believe there are those things in Hong Kong..."

"Mr. Qin, you underestimate this Zhao Kuncheng..." Zhang Guozhong declined Qin Ge's gun, but carefully nailed the road ahead, "Mr. Qin, slow down..." Zhang Guozhong waved his hand, and saw a man standing on the roadside.

The "flag" (a device used to summon the soul of the deceased during folk funerals) was not there when I went back just now.

"Stop!!" Zhang Guozhong raised his hand, and the car screeched to a halt in the middle of the road. The two got out of the car and noticed something was wrong, "Where...are you driving to?" Qin Ge couldn't believe his eyes,

Looking at it in the car, it was obviously going to the ancestral home of the Liao family.

However, when I got off the car, I found myself on a dark winding mountain road. A few hundred meters further, there was a broken bridge under construction. Under the bridge was a cliff of dozens of meters. If Zhang Guozhong hadn't noticed it in time, the two

People are already dying violently at this moment.

"Headmaster Zhang..." Qin Ge pulled out his gun, "What...is going on?"

"This kid... is risking his life..." Zhang Guozhong came to the "flag" on the roadside and carefully looked at some random seal characters written on the "flag". At this moment, Qin Ge also came up, "Fate... Wei... Tian... Zhong... Guo

..." Qin Ge muttered word for word, "Headmaster Zhang, what is this he wrote?"

"It's Ji Jiang..." Zhang Guozhong murmured, "It seems that this kid is going to risk his life... I know how Uncle Qi's son died. He must have known something he shouldn't have known, so he was tricked by this bad guy.

"Death..." (According to Uncle Qi, the cause of his son's death was that he drove at a speed of nearly 200 kilometers per hour and hit the pier of an abandoned viaduct in a wilderness far away from the road. After an autopsy, there was no sign of drunk driving.

)

"Master Zhang, when you say surrender, do you mean lowering the head? I checked the information. Doesn't this spell require a person's hair or personal belongings to be cast?" Qin Ge held the gun in both hands and stared at the surroundings vigilantly.

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"The head-lowering technique you mentioned is the most basic head-lowering technique..." Zhang Guozhong took out the dagger and tested the hardness of the paint leather of Qin Ge's car with his hand, "This Zhao Kuncheng uses the real Luo Jiang, the one you have touched.

Things can harm you..." Zhang Guozhong said as he started to carve open Qin Ge's car door with a dagger.

Zhang Guozhong told Qin Ge his opinion while carving. In Zhang Guozhong's opinion, Zhao Kuncheng used the authentic "Luo Jiang". The so-called "Luo Jiang" is also called "Beijian" or "Yuan Jiang", which means "Luo Jiang".

The head-lowering technique invented by Luo Youchang, the founder of the "Jiaojiao", is a vicious technique that can cause death.

It is a magic technique, but it is also the most powerful magic that can shorten one's life span. According to legend, "Luo Jiang" has disappeared for nearly a thousand years. The "Jian Jiang" in front of him, theoretically speaking, should be the most powerful magic that has been handed down. And just now Lao Liu

The lowering of the head in the head should belong to the "Dian Jiang", which is a descending technique passed down from Yunnan and is very powerful.

It's not very big. It can be regarded as a prank-like spell at most, but it basically doesn't shorten your life. According to Zhang Guozhong's analysis, Zhao Kuncheng's purpose seems to be more than just "money". The "skeleton array" that was previously used on the Liao family's ancestral home was a "skeleton array".

If you cast this spell to blaspheme gods and play ghosts once, you will lose ten years of your life.

, and this time the "surrender" of the two not only suffered a long lifespan, but also the person who performed the surrender was in danger of going insane (to use a fashionable word, he went crazy). It seems that the "ghost gate" has been broken.

"The incident has aroused Zhao Kuncheng's high vigilance, and he has tried to clear the obstacles at all costs.

Within five minutes, Zhang Guozhong carved a strange pattern on Qin Ge's car door, "Okay, I hope it works..." Zhang Guozhong put away the dagger, "This is used to deal with beasts attacking the body. The principle of subjugation is the same as that of beasts.

It's almost the same as the animal flushing the body, I hope it works..." Zhang Guozhong said, while gesturing to Qin Ge, the car turned around and drove towards the Liao family's ancestral home.

"Mr. Qin, why don't you go to Mr. Liao's residence to assist my senior brother..." Zhang Guozhong checked the materials on his body in the car.

"I'm not afraid of him." Qin Ge smiled, "Headmaster Zhang, do you want to call the police?"

"Do the police believe these things?" Zhang Guozhong asked, Qin Ge shook his head. At this time, the car had already arrived at the door of the Liao family's ancestral home.

"Headmaster Zhang, have you ever thought about why Zhao Kuncheng risked his life to do this?" Qin Ge pulled out his pistol.

"For money? Or..." Zhang Guozhong thought for a moment, "I heard from Uncle Qi that this man grew up in an orphanage. Could it be that Uncle Qi had harmed his parents?" Zhang Guozhong pulled out his dagger and walked up to Qin Ge, "Mr. Qin,

We'd better not touch anything, someone has already been here..." They saw that the lights in the room had been turned off before the two left.

Qin Ge was thoughtful and did not refute Zhang Guozhong's views on Zhao Kuncheng's life experience. He followed Zhang Guozhong cautiously with a gun in his hand.

"The power was cut off..." Zhang Guozhong pressed the light switch in the courtyard, but there was no response. "It seems that Zhao Kuncheng tonight..." As he was talking, he suddenly felt a familiar bright light and a flashlight was handed to his hand.

Or the American flashlight I used when I went to Bashan...

Without Old Liu Tou, Zhang Guozhong really felt a little guilty. Although Zhao Kuncheng's tricks were far inferior to those of his ancestor Zhao Sange, at this moment it was a living person versus a living person. First of all, he didn't know much about the art of surrender, and secondly

After all, Zhao Kuncheng's IQ is much higher than those evil ghosts, and he might even have a gun. Even though Maoshan's skills are superb, if he encounters a gun, he will probably admit defeat.

"Headmaster Zhang, is there any magic here?" Qin Ge asked.

"I don't know..." Zhang Guozhong was about to continue walking in, but suddenly Qin Ge tugged on Zhang Guozhong's clothes, "Headmaster Zhang, look there..." Zhang Guozhong followed Qin Ge's flashlight and looked, and there was a sign printed on the wall.

Bloody handprint.

At this time, Qin Ge had already walked to the bloody handprint and looked carefully at the bloody handprints. "It's weird..." Qin Ge said. He saw that this bloody handprint had six fingerprints, as if there were two thumbs, and they were symmetrical on both sides.

, I can’t tell whether it’s the left hand or the right hand.

While Qin Ge was watching, he suddenly felt dizzy, but immediately returned to normal.

"Headmaster Zhang!? Headmaster Zhang!?" Qin Ge shouted, only to see no one behind him. "Weird..." Qin Ge took the gun in his hand and walked towards the door, but after walking for a long time, the door was far away from him.

It was always so far away, as if he was trapped in place. "Weird...Headmaster Zhang!?" Qin Ge shouted, and at this time he saw a figure flashing out from the opposite side.

"Headmaster Zhang!" Qin Ge shined his flashlight... "Dad!?" Qin Ge couldn't believe his eyes. The person opposite him turned out to be his long-dead father.

"Pretend to be a ghost..." Qin Ge raised his hand and fired several shots. Unexpectedly, the person opposite was actually shot. Blood spattered on the ground and he immediately lay motionless on the ground.

"Dad!!" Qin Ge immediately rushed forward and picked up his father, only to see that the person in his arms was not his father, but his seventh uncle.

"Am I dreaming?" Qin Ge pinched himself and felt pain... Looking around at this time, the scene in the lobby had turned into his own villa...

"Mr. Qin!!" Zhang Guozhong picked up Qin Ge and saw Qin Ge's eyes rolled up. Under the flashlight light, his pupils turned completely white. "Alas!!" Zhang Guozhong regretted that he did not hold Qin Ge. It turned out that the

The handprints are just decorations, but the real fatal part is Qin Ge's feet! I saw two circles made of white powder at Qin Ge's feet.

"What the hell..." Zhang Guozhong hurriedly asked Qin Ge to lie flat on the ground, took off his clothes, pierced the seven meridians, and tried the "slowly surrender" method with old Liu Tou. The copper coins did not stand up like before, but

When Zhang Guozhong's dagger was inserted into the human figure made of money, Qin Ge didn't react at all. This was the technique passed down by Master Ma back then, but it didn't work now...

"The path of the plague..." At this moment, Zhang Guozhong began to think. According to what his master said at that time, if it is not a "defeat" or "defeat" based on the resentment of the dead, but just an ordinary surrender technique, the general principle is the same as that of a beast.

The body is almost the same. Theoretically speaking, the animal impacts the body.

There is an essential difference from evil ghosts. Evil ghosts mostly do it for real, and the person involved is extremely powerful and loses their mind. However, beasts mostly use it to cause hallucinations, and the person involved either talks nonsense and crawls around on the floor.

Either he is unconscious and basically has no power.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guozhong's blood couldn't help but rush to his head again. "You know how to risk your life, so can I!" Thinking of this, Zhang Guozhong put down Qin Ge, walked outside the house alone, and used a dagger on the ground outside the door.

Start painting, light incense, and stick it on the ground one by one...

At the same time, the seventh uncle's family...

Old Liu put on his clothes and went to the ground. He used chicken blood to draw an "Eight Yang Formation" around the sofa.

Similar to borrowing yang, when eight living people stand on the eye of the formation, each person has the power of the entire "Eight Yang Town", which is equivalent to using the common yang energy of eight people to guard these eight people, but this formation

There are also shortcomings. If the person's moral conduct exceeds that of these eight people,

Yang Qi, then these eight people will finish playing together, but Old Liu Tou is still confident that Zhao Kuncheng is an ordinary person after all, not a thousand-year-old evil ghost. He must not be able to break this "Eight Yang Formation"), and then let the seven

Uncle found eight bodyguards to stand at the eight formations, "Master Qi, I'm telling you the truth..." After setting up the formation, Old Liu Tou slammed the dragon scale dagger into the center of the formation, "This is a bad idea... then

The little bastard seems to be risking his life..."

"How do you say this?" Hearing what Old Liu Tou said, Uncle Qi immediately started sweating on his head. "Does that person surnamed Zhao want to kill me?"

"Seventh Master..." Old Liu put his mouth close to Uncle Qi's ear and whispered a few words.

"What? Traitor?" Uncle Qi said in a low voice after sending all the servants away except these bodyguards.

"Yes, the quality of the floor in your house is quite good." Old Liu Tou also sat next to Uncle Qi, "Guozhong and I smashed and pried for a whole night before we pried open the floor.

..., you can hear it from ten miles away, you... don't know?"

Uncle Qi frowned, thoughtfully, "Mr. Liu, what should we do?"

"You haven't been out of the house recently, have you?" Old Liu Tou calmly lit a cigarette.

"No, in the past two months, the most I've done is take a walk in the garden..." Uncle Qi said.

"That's good. I don't think that boy is that capable. Don't be afraid. This formation is just in case. We two brothers are playing chess here. When Guozhong comes back tomorrow morning, everything will be revealed...!" said Old Liu Tou.

Then, he took out a travel chess set with magnets from his worn pocket. This was produced in the factory where Li Erya worked...

"Mr. Liu, every gentleman I invited in the past told me something different. I want to hear the truth from you. In your opinion, what is the background of Zhao Kuncheng?" Uncle Qi also muttered at this moment.

"Seventh Master, I can't tell you exactly where he comes from, but I can be sure that the things that Zhao Kuncheng will use are different from those from Japan and Malaysia. They are completely created by his old Zhao family. After the Jin Dynasty,

That's it..." Old Liu Tou said.

"Later Jin Dynasty?" Uncle Qi was puzzled.

"It was when the Tang Dynasty had just disbanded." Old Liu Tou was about to explain to his seventh uncle the deeds of Zhao Sange in the Later Jin Dynasty, when suddenly his shoelaces broke.

"This...!" Old Liu Tou quickly picked up the compass and found that nothing was wrong. "Could it... be Guozhong..."
Chapter completed!