Chapter 297 Holy Child
"Good."
Wu Zong's voice was not as cold as he imagined. On the contrary, there was a trace of tenderness. He did not turn around, but quietly looked at the niche card in front of him.
From An Bochen's point of view, you can see the niche, which is also a shrine. Unlike ordinary shrines, it is not hanging on the wall, but concave into the wall. There is no worshipped god in the niche. There is only an ancient ink sign, and two lines of poems are written on the left and right on the edge of the niches on both sides of the sign.
All the thoughts of the man in the shoulder of Qingyu seemed to be focused on the niche. After a long time, he said, "That man is of great use to this sect, and you are the most optimistic witch Zhu of this sect. After recruiting him, you will be in charge of it."
The barbarian girl Aqi was born strong, seemingly not good-looking, but her mind is extremely delicate.
After a moment of hesitation, Aqi raised his head and said carefully, "But my king hates that member to the bone. Even if he can surrender, my king will not let him go easily."
Hearing this, Wu Zong did not speak immediately. He stared at the niche card in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.
An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other and looked strange, but they knew that an extremely ridiculous thing was about to be born from the mouth of Wu Zong.
"Aqi, the Southern Wilderness Holy Society is coming soon."
Without letting An Bochen and Simajin wait for a long time, he meditated a little, and Wu Zong said.
He said carelessly, but surprised Aqi. He opened his mouth, and Aqi stopped talking.
"The Southern Wasteland Holy Society has everything ready, and now there is only one holy child left. The member Kuang has an invulable holy body, which has spread all over the villages as early as possible. He has repeatedly turned bad luck into good luck and avoided the pursuit of the Southern Emperor. Such a person has a deep blessing. It is the holy child given to me by the wild god in the southern wilderness. Although the Southern Emperor is the lord of the southern wilderness, he is also the people of the wilderness god. How can he embarrass the holy child?
A Qi, who stood below, shivered and opened his mouth in disbelief.
Even if An Bochen and Simajin had already known before they came here, it was still ridiculous to listen to Wu Zong's words at this time.
The Southern Wilderness Holy Communion is the largest festival in the Southern Wilderness. It is held every three years according to the Southern Wilderness Ancient Calendar, and the cycle of the Southern Wilderness Ancient Calendar is three times that of the Da Kuang Calendar, that is, once every nine years. The Southern Wilderness Holy Society every nine years is the day when the legendary Wilderness God arrives. At that time, the Wilderness God will use the mouth of Wuzong to divine prophecy and determine the major events in the next nine years. The invitation of the wilderness god from heaven requires a saint and a holy child. The saint often chooses the most pure and flawless beautiful woman in the southern wilderness. The holy child is the most brave and invincible young man in the southern wilderness. Every nine years, a saint and a holy child is selected. After the end of the holy meeting, the holy child and the holy child will enter the Dongshan Witch Temple to practice witchcraft and become a human being. The guardian of the witch temple.
You can not only have strong skills, but also live a long life. The only drawback is that you can't get married and have children. Even so, being selected as a holy child is still the most dream of a young man in the Southern Wilderness, and it is also a great honor. Who would have thought that such glory would fall on an outsider?
Just to attract me, I let the little official become a holy child... This is too much of a joke.
Looking at Wu Zong, who had never turned around, An Bochen said in his heart that just as he wanted to look around the appearance of Wu Zong, Wu Zong suddenly raised his hand.
The witch puppet, which looks almost the same as Li Xiaoguan, flew out of Aqi's arms and fell into the hands of Wuzong.
"In the Ming Dynasty, the Japanese sect ordered people to recruit people, and this witch puppet is useless, so let's send this sect first."
After saying that, Wu Zong waved his hand.
The moonlight poured down from the dense dark compartment of the dome and swept the sink in the temple in an instant. It flowed quickly and turned into a layer of transparent curtains in a blink of an eye, cutting off the eyes of the barbarian woman Aqi.
Complexly lowering his head, A Qi gently bit his lower lip, and a trace of reluctance appeared in his eyes, and then turned around and walked out of the witch temple.
An Bochen sighed secretly, and the dream of connecting Aqi and Wuzong was interrupted, which also made An Bochen not have time to see the appearance of Wuzong.
With his boss Majin's small waist, An Bochen flashed out of the witch temple and followed the barbarian girl Aqi to continue to pursue this dream.
"Xiao Anzi, if something strange happens later, don't be surprised."
Simajin's voice sounded in his ear, and there was a trace of strangeness in his voice.
What can be more bizarre than a young official becoming this southern barren holy child...
An Bochen shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart.
Driving up the clouds and passing through several dreams, An Bochen and Simajin came to a stockade in the west.
The bright sun shines on a rare sunny day in the southern wilderness. Li Xiaoguan rode his horse carelessly, and behind him was the generals of the tiger camp who had been running for more than half a month.
The witch temple messenger in a white robe read the decree in front of the people of the village. After the long old tone, he finally got to the point.
“...... Although Kuang General Li Xiaoguan disturbed the emperor, he was sent here by the god of the wilderness. He got the body of the holy child and had a deep blessing..."
Li Xiaoguan, not far away, squinted his eyes and yawned. He was drowsy and had never heard the word "Holy Child" at all. Even if he heard it, I'm afraid he would not realize it. He only knew that more than three months of desperation finally came to an end. Next, it would be a wonderful time to eat a big bowl of meat, drink, embrace a beautiful woman, and enjoy the glory and wealth.
The west side of the southern wilderness is a bare Gobi, and the sun falls unstoppable, dazzling.
Through a circle of blurred halo, Li Xiaoguan saw more than a dozen women who seemed to wear little clothes coming towards him.
What a witch sect, it's really a believer.
Li Xiaoguan's heart was hot, and his chubby face was full of excitement. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it.
The hot sun stung his dry eyes. When Li Xiaoguan saw the leading barbarian woman clearly, his mouth suddenly opened into an oval, and his face could not help trembling, and the previous excitement turned into panic in an instant.
His body shook, and Li Xiaoguan, who was stunned, fell off his horse with a "plop".
A group of "beautiful women" in the Southern Wilderness grinned, leaning forward and backward, except for the head of the barbarian woman's body trembling, she lowered her head in shame, and her purple-black face floated with loneliness.
"The little official only thinks that the beautiful woman in the southern wilderness is the same as the beautiful woman he imagined, but he didn't expect that according to local conditions, the woman in the southern wilderness and the Da Kuang woman are completely the same."
An Bochen, who was watching the play, smiled and said, "Hong Fu, is this the wonder you said?"
"Of course not." Simajin shook her head, looked at Aqi standing in front of the women, and muttered, "Xiao Anzi, you didn't find anything?"
Following Sima Jin's eyes, An Bochen saw A Qi standing in front of Li Xiaoguan and bowing his head, but he didn't think of anything wrong.
"That barbarian woman, she likes petty officials."
Hearing the words, An Bochen was stunned and looked different: "How can this be..."
"What's impossible? Do you know how a person who is proficient in witch puppets cast spells?
"Don't sell it in Hong Fu. Just say it all in one breath."
He took a look at the shy barbarian woman, and then at the lost Li Xiaoguan. The more An Bochen looked at it, the more he felt that there was really some meaning in it, but even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of how the barbarian woman would fall in love with the unknown Li Xiaoguan.
"I'm just hearsay about the art of witch puppets, and I don't know much about it. However, the most famous thing in the southern wilderness is the art of witchcraft. If the art of witch puppets really comes from the southern wilderness, its casting method should be similar to the art of witchcraft.
The time at noon only stayed for a moment. Li Xiaoguan knew that he had been fooled, but he had no choice. He walked into the stockade surrounded by barbarian women, and the people of Hu Ben camp followed him closely.
Looking at the village with endless songs and laughter in the distance, Simajin lowered her head, thought for a moment and continued to say, "The art of witchcraft is not only a side door in the eyes of Da Kuang monks, but also a first-class evil method. The worm is the egg. The wormer planted the worm egg in the other party's body, and he controls the mother worm. The other party's every move can't escape the worm's ears and eyes, and can control the worm eggs in the other party's body thousands of miles apart, or break the eggs to give birth, or use insect poison to force the other party to obey his orders, and there are many unreasonable means. I It can't be finished for a day and a night.
With that, Simajin paused a little.
"Although this technique is evil and can't be prevented, it has a great flaw."
"Anti-eating?" An Bochen interrupted.
"That's right. The worm does not rely entirely on his own strength, but needs the mother worm as a medium. The mother insect and the egg are connected, and the worm can also communicate with the middle worm. Of course, most of the time, the worm is dominated by the worm, but once the middle master the worm, it will make the mother worm eat back. The light one will lose both sides, and the heavy one will die together.
"That is to say, no matter what, the gidist will die?" An Bochen asked.
"That's not to say, but even if the mother insect eats back, the end of the worm must be worse than the worm." Simajin replied.
"Is there a solution?"
"There are two ways, one is to take out the eggs, and the other is to kill the worm, provided that the mother worm does not die." Simajin said, and then shook her head with a smile: "It's far away. Although this witchcraft is not as evil and ferocious as witchcraft, the reason should be the same. Aqi led the little official to the Southern Wilderness through the witch puppet. He inevitably figured it out, perhaps because her Taoism was too shallow... I was attracted by some advantages of Fatty Li.
The time in the dream is fast and slow. While talking, it is getting late. It is dark on the Gobi, but the bonfire in the village in the distance is slow, and there is an endless stream of songs and laughter.
On the desolate Gobi, the two were silent at the same time.
Li Xiaoguan may be useless in the eyes of others, but since he can let An Bochen come to rescue him from thousands of miles away, he naturally has his advantages, and it is not impossible to attract the barbarian girl Aqi to have a good impression.
What gave An Bochen a headache was the witch doll.
What Aqi said in the witch temple "painting heart" may mean to hand over the control of the witch puppet. Wuzong should not bother to use the witch puppet to control the small official, but once An Bochen appears, Wuzong will definitely use the witch puppet to threaten each other. Even if An Bochen rescues Li Xiaoguan, the witchzong only needs to move his finger to the life of the small official.
In this way, there are only two ways for An Bochen to bring this confused fat general back to Da Kuang.
The first is to kill Wuzong. According to the strength shown by Wuzong in his dream, it is difficult to reach the sky.
Second, get the witch puppet.