Chapter 84 Curse Magic
Chapter 84 Curse Magic
Lin Shan found a cave deep in the mountains and forests, and meditated for almost a day to recover his spiritual strength.
Then we headed south, and after about two days we left the Yanyun Mountains and arrived at Daming Prefecture in the north of the Song Dynasty.
Afterwards, Lin Shan showed the elder token at the local Nightingale branch, and the local helmsman immediately arranged a carriage and a driver for him. For the next ten days, Lin Shan lay in the carriage and headed back leisurely.
Heading westward, they entered from the important Dongmen Pass, crossed the Central Busong Mountains that run through the Song Dynasty, and arrived in the capital area.
When they were almost in the capital, Bianliang, Lin Shan told the driver to go back, and he himself sneaked into the city at night. After all, this was the territory of Princess Guo and her friends, and these princes and nobles were the local bosses in the capital. If he went in openly, he would definitely alert the enemy.
Passing by rows of houses, Lin Shan felt his way to the Marquis Bowang Mansion. After entering, he turned left and right, and finally stopped in front of a house.
Late at night, two candles were still burning in the room. A ninety-year-old man with white eyebrows and drooping shoulders was sitting cross-legged on the table. He was the Nightingale's supreme elder.
At this moment, the candle flame trembled slightly, and the Supreme Elder's innate spiritual perception detected that something seemed to be wrong around him. He opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that a young man in white clothes was sitting beside him, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Master Lin? You're back!"
The Grand Elder rubbed his eyes first, and after confirming that he was not hallucinating, he was overjoyed. He quickly stood up and walked to Lin Shan, pouring him some tea:
"When did Master Lin come back? Where is Master Huang?"
Lin Shan was originally quite relaxed, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he became depressed:
"Just got back, a little delayed on the way.
As for Master Huang, his death came early, and he passed away."
The Grand Elder nodded slowly, and did not ask how Master Huang died. When a person reaches this age, he is eager to fight for the last time, so he is naturally mentally prepared, so it is not surprising that he passed away early.
He just asked in a low voice: "Did he succeed in what he wanted to do?"
It was obvious that the Supreme Elder and Master Huang had a good personal relationship. He also vaguely knew the purpose of Master Huang's visit and was also concerned about his old friend's wishes.
When Lin Shan heard this, he couldn't help but look strange.
Immortal Master Huang asked him to redeem the top prostitute from 20 years ago, but the problem is that she has transformed herself into the proprietress of a brothel and a giant in the magic world.
What's the point of redeeming yourself?
However, judging from the final result, Lin Shan delivered the letter and Master Huang's spiritual stone to the original owner, which was barely enough to complete the task. Besides, he didn't get any benefit at all.
Lin Shan replied weakly, "It's done, I guess."
Seeing that Lin Shan didn't want to say more, the Grand Elder could only nod and say, "Just do your best."
Then he began to rub his hands nervously, and seemed to be hesitant to say something to Lin Shan.
How could Lin Shan not know what this old man was thinking? He took out a jade box from his storage bag and pushed it in front of the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder carefully opened the jade box, saw the Wood Spirit Red Fruit inside, sniffed the pure spiritual energy greedily, and bowed to Lin Shan to express his gratitude.
Lin Shan waved his hand and said, "It's just a transaction, no need to be polite. I don't know about the token."
The Grand Elder smiled cheerfully and pulled Lin Shan up: "Follow me!"
……
In a side hall, sixty or seventy boxes were placed on the ground, and inside them were neatly placed Nightingale tokens.
"There are more than twenty strongholds in various prefectures of the Great Song Dynasty. The tokens of all Nightingale branches are here. I will not disturb them."
The Great Elder was considerate enough to close the door of the temple before leaving, leaving Lin Shan alone to indulge in his treasure-hunting journey.
This time, there were sixty or seventy large boxes, containing nearly ten thousand Nightingale Tokens in total. Lin Shan searched for nearly an hour and a half, and even searched again after the last search, fearing that he might miss one.
After reconfirming, this time a total of 61 points of ancient charm were obtained.
This is the biggest gain ever!
At the same time, it also announced that Nightingale, an assassin organization that had monopolized the assassin industry in the underworld, had been entrenched for eight hundred years and spread throughout the entire Song Dynasty, had been completely fleeced by him!
"I'm afraid that in the mortal world, there is only one unique organization like Nightingale that can be passed down for such a long time and is famous in all folk martial arts circles."
"Recognize the order, not the person."
This tradition, which is talked about by countless mortals, has made the Nightingale Token a unique legend in the martial arts world, gathering the beliefs of many warriors and people in the world, and is widely circulated in jokes and storytelling.
Lin Shan sighed slightly. The 77 points of Ancient Charm he currently had should be barely enough for him to strengthen himself in the future, including replacing and upgrading various skills, spells, and equipment.
However, the further one advances, the more Ancient Rhyme consumption increases, so the more reserves one has, the better. After all, after harvesting the Nightingales, he will have no other stable channels, and it is time to focus on the Immortal Cultivation Sect.
In fact, what he was secretly worried about was the "Foundation Building Pill". This kind of thing was simply out of stock and could only occasionally appear at auctions. If he wanted to strengthen one, it would definitely not be a simple Qi training pill strengthening, but would involve the effects of assisting the "Qi and Shen Fusion" and the "Dao Mark", so he would probably have to go through a lot of trouble.
After leaving the hall, he greeted the supreme elder who had been waiting outside, and the two of them talked about Lin Shan's original commissioned investigation, the news that a certain prince and noble brought back to the capital from southern Xinjiang a giant black lotus Buddha statue.
The Grand Elder frowned and said that in the past six months, he had only found out that the man had entered the capital that day and directly sent the Buddha statue to the palace. The palace was heavily guarded, and his men were unable to investigate further.
Lin Shan could only sigh and keep it to himself for the time being.
There are Foundation Establishment monks from major immortal cultivation sects stationed in the imperial palace. Even the royal family of the Song Dynasty has cultivated several Foundation Establishment masters of their own after plundering spiritual stones for so many years. He cannot break in for now.
What's more, he also killed the Princess of Dayan, who was bought at the Yichuan auction by a royal cultivator in the foundation-building stage at a huge price. Princess Guo and the other two knew about this and were likely to tell the royal cultivator.
The only thing to be thankful for is that before Princess Dayan died, she seemed to have said that the royal family who bought her was visiting a cultivation family and might not have time to care about other things for the time being.
Lin Shan shook his head and put the matter aside for the time being. The Supreme Elder also proposed to invite Lin Shan to be a guest of Nightingale, with generous treatment, but Lin Shan declined. The secular world is too barren, and he will never be able to make any further progress if he stays here for his entire life.
The two chatted for a long time again, and as it was almost dawn, Lin Shan finally left.
After all, the people he was going to deal with next, such as Princess Guo and the middle-aged man in brocade clothes, were all cultivators from the royal family of the Song Dynasty. They were very powerful in the mortal world, and he didn't want to drag Nightingale into it.
……
After daybreak, Lin Shan covered his face and randomly found an inn to stay in.
Although the mission entrusted by the Supreme Elder was completed and the ancient rhyme was harvested, it was reasonable to return to Yichuan. However, the ambush on the way here could not be let go.
Although two of the four people died, the culprit Princess Guo and the middle-aged man in brocade clothes were still alive.
Lin Shan had a narrow mind to begin with, and how could he swallow the humiliation of not taking revenge?
Fortunately, when he was leaving after the fight with the Red-Faced Monk, he picked up the talisman sword that the middle-aged man in brocade clothes had scrapped, which gave him a good chance to try out the curse power he had mastered - the Book of Seven Arrows with Nailed Heads.
You are a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, right? I will use you as a sacrifice today!
Lin Shan arranged a number of props in the guest room. He placed the straw man in the front center, lit two lamps on both sides, placed the two broken swords of the middle-aged man in brocade clothes in front of the straw man, and finally took out a homemade bow and arrow.
The curtains were drawn, and the light in the room dimmed instantly. Only two candles were left flickering eerily, and an inexplicable cold aura invaded the room.
The little straw man seemed to grow taller all of a sudden, occupying most of the room in the dim candlelight, and behind Lin Shan, a huge shadow appeared at some point.
Lin Shan, who had set up the curse ritual, didn't realize there was anything wrong. He just nodded with satisfaction when he saw that the atmosphere was created.
"Hey hey hey!"
With a sinister smile on his face, Lin Shan drew his bow and arrow, slowly aiming at the straw man.
At this moment, the magical seed deep in his soul activated an inexplicable charm. Lin Shan suddenly felt that the bow and arrow in his hand seemed to be aimed not at the straw man in front of him, but at the small space channel behind the straw man.
His consciousness instantly extended infinitely, crossing an unknown distance. Through the straw man, he came to the other side, which seemed to be a dark and enclosed space, with a dark figure sitting cross-legged there.
The candlelight in front of the straw man also slowly penetrated into that space strangely. Lin Shan used the candlelight to see the figure clearly. He was wearing brocade clothes and had a square face. It was the middle-aged man in brocade clothes who ambushed him together with Princess Guo that day.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in brocade clothes suddenly felt a little cold around him. He opened his eyes in confusion, but found that he didn't know when, two beams of light appeared in his dark and closed secret room. Looking at the floor below him, two of his own shadows overlapped faintly on the left and right.
"What's going on, what the hell?"
The middle-aged man in brocade clothes suddenly felt something was wrong. Where did the light come from in his dark secret room? How could there be his own shadow on the floor?
But in the next moment, Lin Shan outside the space released the bowstring directly at the straw man.
"Snapped!"
The arrow hit the straw man right.
"Ugh!"
The middle-aged man in brocade clothes on the other side of the passage suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream, his voice filled with fear, doubt, hesitation, bewilderment and other emotions.
Lin Shan took advantage of the fact that the passage was not over yet and continued to observe the middle-aged man in brocade clothes. He found that the man was covering his chest with his hands, his face was twisted in extreme pain, his legs were kneeling on the ground at some point, and a strange purple-gray mist was steaming all over his body.
Gray lines appeared on his face, and there seemed to be indescribable horrible creatures wriggling in his skin. Green energy burst out all over his body, and his blood vessels sometimes expanded and sometimes shrank, as if countless ants were crawling under his skin.
The middle-aged man in brocade clothes also began to act like a madman, sometimes dancing wildly and sometimes crying.
"Chi chi chi chi!"
Inexplicable screams broke the silence. His skin was punctured like a deflated balloon, and black beetles crawled out, crawling in and out of his body.
Lin Shan, who was outside the passage, also felt a chill as he watched. This seemed completely different from the first time he experimented with the soul of the green-robed old man!
Is it that the souls of the dead are too fragile and die immediately? Or does the living need to be tortured slowly?
"Hoho! Hoho."
"What? Ah! No."
But the following scene gradually became blurred, and the passage on the straw man's side slowly closed. But before it closed, it seemed that the figure on the opposite side could still be seen twitching irregularly, as if some even more terrifying creature had descended without reason.
The heavy breathing, the messy footsteps, the sound of flesh being torn, and even the final roar, made Lin Shan's scalp tingle.
"There seems to be something wrong with this magical power."
At this time, all the props on the field returned to their original state, and everything that happened just now seemed like an illusion, but Lin Shan knew that it all happened in reality.
The curtains were drawn, and the light from outside poured into the guest room. A straw man in the room was lying on the ground with arrows stuck in his body. The two lamps on both sides were still burning, but the flames seemed to be much dimmer.
Lin Shan was thoughtful. If the flames were still burning, it meant that the middle-aged man in brocade clothes was still alive. If the flames were extinguished, it meant that the middle-aged man in brocade clothes was cursed to death. It might be because he had just reached the late stage of Qi training and his cultivation was not much higher than that of the middle-aged man in brocade clothes.
Didn't die the first time? Then come again! Don't you like playing with me? Let's have some fun!
Because the Seven Arrows Book has a limit on its power, it can only be used three times a day. After Lin Shan has used it up, he patiently waits for it to cool down.
After these few days, he stayed in the guest room every day, cursing Jin Yi Zhongnian whenever he had nothing to do. Every time, the light would dim a lot, until it seemed like it was about to be extinguished.
……
At the same time, located in the southwest of the capital of the Song Dynasty, is the magnificent Qi Wang Mansion with carved railings and jade bricks.
A group of women in the palace were crying and sobbing. It turned out that the Prince of Qi was suffering from a serious illness for some unknown reason and his health was deteriorating.
The elderly King of Qi even invited imperial doctors from the palace, but they were helpless!
(End of this chapter)