Chapter 103 Nine Chrysanthemum True Red
Historical information about Jiuju Yimen began to appear on the big screen. I don't know who sorted out these yellowed historical materials, but they are all products of that era. There are no color and color videotape, which gives people a greater visual impact.
There are many trembling scenes in the film, including the people who are used to curse, and the deaths are unspeakable.
These disciples of Jiuju One Door don't seem to have any compassion. They are all proud of their spells to torture people even more.
After watching this documentary, Zhang Bowen couldn't help but look pale: " boss, where did you find this?"
"This is a Jiuju door-to-door shooting that likes photography. At that time, the Japanese were not familiar with cameras, so they have not been on guard. This video is also the only top-secret information about Jiuju-door!" Pan Hongsheng pointed to the screen meaningfully and instantly fixed the screen.
A woman in the picture is gorgeous, wearing white powder makeup and stuffing a snake into the victim's mouth.
"This woman's name is Jiu Juchun, which can be said to be the true red ancestor of Jiu Ju now. Their curse can be said to be the same line. The way you are cursed is actually not the style of Jiu Ju, but you can curse without your own blood and hair, so you should be careful when dealing with this kind of person. It's better to keep a low profile!" Pan Hongsheng looked at the embarrassed Zhang Bowen, and he really couldn't laugh or cry.
He can even guess what the other party's expression is when he sees the photo.
But it has already happened. No matter how much you blame Zhang Bowen, it will not be helped.
According to the data, this curse was originally a war dance in ancient times, but it gradually disappeared. I don't know why Jiuju Yimen also incorporated it into its own system, but in fact, this is the skill of practicing Taoism.
This method of energy transfer is very strange. The time it takes is very fixed and demanding. It can only be carried out every night when it is ugly, and the time is very short, except for that moment every day.
Fighting with this kind of opponent is really a kind of torture. Pan Hongsheng knew that if he didn't pay attention to any details, he might get into trouble. He was not only himself, but also the people around him who were shrouded in curses.
Quick battle is the best choice!
If you fight against this kind of enemy, you will go crazy first.
After being repeatedly defeated by his subordinates, Jiuju Zhenhong finally began to prepare to go out in person.
She knelt down in the altar, wearing an ancient-style clothes. Her clothes were extremely exquisite and gorgeous, with the style and color of the old Tang Dynasty.
The tooth god and the white ghost are sitting at the end of the table, while the other generals bow their heads seriously, because Jiu Ju Zhenhong is making pre-war sacrifices.
In fact, everyone knows that there is no divine mansion in Jiuju Zhenhong's heart, but she has to make a look.
Because they come to the outside world as God's spokesperson, many things can't only be decided by practical effects.
The sacrifice has been done as the last item. Jiuju Zhenhong stood up and held Komatsu to prepare for the divine ceremony of eight million gods.
A pair of leather shoes, step on a clean floor.
The people in the shrine are all slippers inside. When they see this scene, they frown: "Please take off your shoes and go inside!"
The other party not only did not do it, but threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it hard with his feet in leather shoes!
Everyone in the shrine stood up and looked at the visitor with a resentful look. Several of them had already lit up their weapons.
The two guards at the door took out their pistols, but their bodies were cut by the air blade in an instant.
"Pan Hongsheng!" One of them recognized the identity of the comer, who was the one they wanted to focus on!
Pan Hongsheng slowly turned around: "Bo Wen, be polite... You will make the wall dirty like this."
Zhang Bowen, with a bandage wrapped in one hand, said angrily, "Huh! I can't wait to put all the corpses of these animals now! To relieve my hatred!"
"You guys, you are so bold!" The white ghost tooth god sitting at the end of the banquet immediately said something. The white ghost's body suddenly became translucent, and the tooth ghost threw the sharp weapon in his hand in mid-air. Countless sharp blades seemed to have life. He twisted his body in mid-air and stabbed at the two people!
Pan Hongsheng held his arms and saw Zhang Bowen beside him flashing out, instantly knocking down the translucent white god to the ground!
The white god spit blood, cramped and curled up into a ball, and his eyes were full of incredible surprise: "How can... my invisibility..."
"Your stealth is too lame. Do you think this degree and high-speed exercise can deceive our eyes? Have you woken up?" Zhang Bowen stepped on his head! Suddenly, it was like a crushed watermelon burst.
The bloody scene did not touch these Jiujumen.
These people are all animals that ignore life and have always been positive about blood and killing.
"You are really here," Jiu Juzhen Hong smiled, with a cold charm in her smile.
Her eyes are as soft as goblins, full of demagogy.
Pan Hongsheng couldn't help feeling that his body trembled, as if it was overcharged!
He immediately realized that the other party was interfering with his mind and intelligence, and immediately concentrated! The other party's magic eyes immediately withered a lot.
But Jiuju Zhenhong didn't seem to be in a hurry. She sat down slowly and drank ** wine.
The sharp blade of the tooth ghost was cut down by Zhang Bowen, and the last one was held by Zhang Bowen in his hand and stabbed into the throat of the tooth ghost.
"It's awesome!" Someone in the other side clapped his hands. Pan Hongsheng turned his face and saw that he was actually a strong man with eyebrows and a rough face.
This kind of person doesn't seem to be a magician, but like a pig killer.
The strong man nodded to Jiu Ju Zhenhong, as if he was asking for war. Jiu Ju Zhenhong waved his hand lazily, and a ** flew over, and the petals spread into several pieces in the air, surrounding the other party's body.
"Thank you for your blessing!" The strong man looked happy. With the protection of ** petals, he shouted unscrupulously and directly attacked Pan Hongsheng!
"When I don't exist?" Zhang Bowen kicked him down with a slanted thorn. This kick almost used 70% or 80% of his strength, but the other party was safe and sound.
"With the blessing of Miss Jiuju, no one can hurt me!" The strong man is quite proud.
Zhang Bowen didn't say anything, but quietly stretched out a finger.
"What,... what does this mean?" The strong man was stunned. He didn't know what the finger meant.
"Whew!" A red light shot from Zhang Bowen's fingers! That was the energy that he burst out by condensing the internal gas in his body. The penetration of the red light was amazing. In an instant, he crossed the boundary of those petals, and the air was full of ice slag in the moment when the boundary was broken!
The other party was penetrated by light, and his eyes turned white without coming up.