I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 60 Curse
With a bang, the sound of teacups breaking came from inside the White Tiger Hall.

"Investigate! Be sure to investigate strictly!"

There were bloodshot eyes in Gao Qiu's eyes, and his face was ugly and frightening. The generals in the hall were all silent, and no one made a sound.

In all fairness, many of them look down on this humble commander, but his family is upright, and no one dares to offend him.

"The trash of Shenxiao Palace, Lu Zhishen killed my son under their noses!"

When this sentence came out, the people present looked at each other in blank dismay, Gao Dianshuai was crazy, even Shenxiao Palace dared to scold him.

In the Great Song Dynasty, the Divine Firmament Palace was an existence with a detached status, and their Palace Master was Lin Lingsu, the current Grand Master of the Great Song Dynasty.

They are different from Li Yu, they are one of the three schools of Fu Zhuan in the eight classics.

In Taoism, Tianshi Dao, Shangqing, and Lingbao sects take Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Mountain, and Gezao Mountain as their activity centers respectively, forming the famous "Three Mountain Fulu".

The talismans they drew were the cloud seals that Li Yu looked down upon. From this, it can be seen that the Taoist priests of Shenxiao Palace can invite gods.
Li Yu and the others believe in the power of people more, as long as they control the power of the five elements and use it for people, they don't ask gods for help.

In terms of power alone, it must be the talisman of Shenxiao Palace that can fight better now, because no matter how powerful you are, you can't beat the gods.

"Gao Taiwei, be careful what you say. Our Shenxiao Palace is only following the order of the national teacher to capture Monk Hua and Lu Zhishen. We have not received an order to protect Young Master Ling."

In the White Tiger Hall, a pair of men and women in brocade robes and long swords slanted their backs walked in.Both shoulders are embellished with finely woven Tai Chi inlaid with beads, which looks like a Taoist.

The woman who came in was in her early twenties, less than 30 years old, with a wicker body, fair complexion, and clear skin like a southern Yue girl.

It's a pity that her eyes are too high, and she lacks the delicacy of Princess Diji. The thin Danfeng's eyes are more white than black, and she looks annoying, and she can tell that she is a mean person at a glance.

Men are more pleasing to the eye than her. After entering, he cupped his fists and said, "I fully understand the pain of Taiwei Gao's bereavement, but please don't insult our Shenxiao Palace again."

Gao Qiu snorted coldly and turned his head away. He already knew that the people from Shenxiao Palace were coming, otherwise he wouldn't deliberately scold them so loudly.

"Then you must catch Monk Hua?"

Gao Qiu asked knowingly, just to disgust them, if they hadn't lobbied last night, he would not have agreed to let his adopted son be the bait.

"We came here for this matter. Monk Hua was hunted down by us last night. It is impossible for him to turn around and kill Gao Yanei. According to our Shenxiao Palace's judgment, the one who killed your son should be someone else."

"Who?" Gao Qiu asked in a deep voice.

"do not know."

Gao Qiqi's face turned purple, he suppressed his anger, and retained the last trace of respect for Shenxiao Palace, "See off!"

The Taoist woman sneered and said: "Lu Zhi is rough but subtle. The national teacher said that he is a man of great wisdom. Now he has run away and hid in Bianliang. Please also be careful."

Gao Qiu's face was livid, watching the two of them walk out slowly, and scolded: "You bitch!"
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The bright moon rises, and a lamp is like a bean.

Li Yu was in the study, wearing a robe, looking at the talismans drawn by the two girls.

Although Zhao Fujin is more talented, it is obvious that Lian Er is more attentive and draws better.

The most outrageous thing is that at the end of the painting, Zhao Fujin became dishonest again, and there were a few freehand vignettes, all of which were scenes of her playing with the elder sister.

After quickly flipping through all the talismans, a blank yellow paper was exposed underneath.

Li Yu chuckled, pushed aside the "homework" of the two, and yawned.

He lowered his head and was about to blow out the lamp when suddenly his eyes flashed.

I saw that the originally blank yellow paper was crooked, and a few symbols appeared.

A few symbols, like bugs, snakes, and traces of scorpions.

"Ghost painting talisman!"

Li Yu jumped away from the table, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he squeezed a law and looked towards the table.

There wasn't a single ghost, but the talisman seals were still being drawn, and Li Yu stood on his head with hairs on his head, feeling cold all over.

When no one is around, the talisman is drawn by itself, which is the ghost painting talisman.

Since there are no ghosts around, it is not a ghost painting talisman, and there is only one situation left, that is, being poisoned by Gu poison.

That is a curse.

Li Yu's face is solemn. This thing is mysterious and unpredictable. Sometimes its power can be compared to God's punishment and catastrophe. It is inevitable, and sometimes it will only make you feel uncomfortable for a while.

He pinched a fireball and burned the yellow paper into fly ash, but the burnt ash seemed to have eyes, and slowly floated towards Li Yu.

Li Yu ran away quickly, but this thing was like a gangrene, no matter where he hid, it would slowly approach him.

Their speed is very slow, and they can be easily avoided, but they are like a shadow, and cannot be completely eliminated. You can't eat or drink for twelve hours a day, just avoid it.

In Nan Chan Bu Continent, wizards and Gu masters are very popular, and there are countless masters who use poison.

There are also many strange poisons there, which are convenient for them to refine, but they are rarely seen in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Li Yu has only heard of them.

With a movement of Li Yu's fingers, a wave of water vapor entangled and froze the ashes.

He let out a long breath, just about to relax, when he looked down, it gave him a jolt.

On the back of his hand, the same pattern as before slowly emerged.

"The back of my hand?" Li Yu showed a painful expression, but he still couldn't escape the curse.

Cursed, a chilling name, a word destined to be full of mysterious dangers.

The pattern on the back of his hand disturbed Li Yu. He felt it with his heart and didn't feel any discomfort.

He wanted to erase the pattern with the power of the water spirit, but found that this thing seemed to grow on the back of his hand by nature, and it was completely integrated into one body. Unless he cut off his palm, it couldn't be erased at all.

Isn't this a disaster?

Li Yu began to frown and think about it. He had never been to southern Xinjiang, let alone made enemies with them.

Who is going to hurt him?

This kind of fear that everything is unknown is the most tormenting.

The curse that follows you like a shadow follows you all the time. Under this kind of boundless fear, the human spirit can easily collapse earlier than the physical body.

Li Yu took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and carefully looked at the pattern on his hand.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered that this kind of pattern seemed to have appeared on the murals of the lady's mausoleum in the ancient tomb of the mountain ghost.

"Could it be that when I got the Thick Soil Art, I was contaminated with something that shouldn't be?"

Li Yu thought of the weird bloody forehead mural again. Last time, he only thought it was the owner of the tomb or her relatives venting his dissatisfaction. Now it seems that it is not that simple.

Letting an orderly massacre take place in the tomb owner's own tomb, Li Yu felt a chill.

Those cruel murals, as well as those dead bodies in strange shapes. Are they not being buried with them, but some kind of ceremony?
(End of this chapter)