The thing Wu Xiaoye took off from his neck was like a small, drop-shaped golden gem.
Zhao Lingjun had never seen a gem of this color before, and when Zhao Lingjun placed this drop-shaped gem in front of his eyes, Zhao Lingjun discovered that this small, drop-shaped golden yellow gem was fundamentally different from ordinary gems. Because there are no traces of artificial carving on this golden gemstone, but there are faint patterns like tiny leaves on the shiny mirror surface, as if they were formed naturally.
When he took this golden gem in his hand, Zhao Lingjun felt a sense of vitality for no reason.
"What is this?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but ask Wu Xiaoye.
"This thing is called Phoenix Gallbladder." Wu Xiaoye said.
"Phoenix courage? What is its function?" Zhao Lingjun asked Wu Xiaoye.
"According to legend, this is a treasure handed down from ancient times." Wu Xiaoye sighed. "But no one in our black witch sect knows its specific use. We only know that wearing it for a long time can strengthen the body. Because my health was always poor when I was a child, my mother-in-law has always hung this thing on my body. In my neck.”
"That group of people wearing masks attacked your Black Witch Sect just to get this thing?"
"Well, I saw from the image of the last pupil of the last person in our Black Witch Sect that died. Two of them used the soul-searching spell on the dead elder of our Black Witch Sect, but after they finished casting the spell, He was very annoyed and said that even this elder did not know about the Phoenix Gut or where it was. Then another person asked, is it just a rumor that the Phoenix Gut is in the hands of the Black Witch Clan? Otherwise? How is it possible that even their elders don’t know about it?” After a pause, Wu Xiaoye continued: “After those people discussed for a while, they searched everywhere for a while. Even on the corpses of our Black Witchmen, they carefully searched After rummaging through it, they determined that there was no Phoenix Guts they wanted in the Black Witch Sect, so they left angrily."
"Then how come even your elders don't know that the phoenix courage is in you?"
"Only the Holy Aunt of our Black Witch Sect knows about the existence of this Phoenix Courage." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun and continued: "My mother-in-law is the Holy Aunt of our Black Witch Sect, and I am the appointed next Holy Aunt. Aunt."
Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath and said, "If they used the spirit-searching technique on your mother-in-law, wouldn't you also be poisoned by them?"
"Although they don't know that the Phoenix Gut is in me, they also know that there is still someone alive in the Black Witch Sect." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun. "So they didn't want to let me go. They all had a glimmer of hope and wanted to see if I had the phoenix guts in me."
"Then how could they?" Zhao Lingjun asked strangely.
"Because even the elders didn't know that I would gather the materials and rush back to the Black Witch Sect so quickly." Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath, "The elders always thought that I would go back after two days, so they also They were planning to come back a day later and wait for me to fall into the trap, but they didn't expect that I successfully found the materials for refining the poison and returned to the Black Witch Sect two days early. And later, in order to avoid their pursuit, I I divined a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that I would be safe in this city, and that I would have a chance to avenge the Black Witch Sect, so I came here, to Meng Sini Company."
"I*, if they had left someone waiting there, wouldn't you have been poisoned by them?" Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath, and suddenly another idea flashed in his mind. "That guy from the Hop Hing Club..."
"What, you mean that young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses?" Cao Xiaoxian looked at Zhao Lingjun strangely. "He has already been turned into a zombie by that blue-robed Taoist."
"Do you remember how surprised he was when he just found out that you were from the Black Witch Sect?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye and said.
"You mean, he has something to do with those people?" Wu Xiaoye's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again. "But he is already dead, and I don't know how to search for spirits. Even if he is related to the group of people who attacked the Black Witch Sect three years ago, we can't find any useful information from him."
"Although he is dead, I have not found his soul." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "But I have a good conscience, so I brought back the souls of those two Onmyojis."
"What do you mean? We can revive those two Onmyojis and then use Soul Searching ** on them?" Wu Xiaoye took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.
"Yes." Zhao Lingjun nodded and looked at Wu Xiaoye, "Maybe we can get some useful clues from them."
After a pause, Zhao Lingjun continued, "And even if this clue is broken, we still have another clue."
"You mean Maoshan Sect?" Cao Xiaoxian looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.
"Yes, I would like to know why the Maoshan Sect came to trouble them aggressively, but later turned enemies into friends." Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath, and the blue-robed Taoist and the Hundred Ghost Soul-Calling Banner appeared in his mind again.
Zhao Lingjun vaguely felt that there must be some kind of connection between these people, and Zhao Lingjun also wanted to know the origin of the blue-robed Taoist and how the Hundred Ghost Soul-Calling Banner came from.
"Then what are we going to do now?" Wu Xiaoye interrupted Zhao Lingjun's thoughts.
"Prepare me to use Sou Shen ** again." Zhao Lingjun looked at the two Onmyojis. "Let me first see what is in the heads of these two guys."
"No, let me do it this time." But Wu Xiaoye shook his head firmly. "You can help me cast a spell."
"Why?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Wu Xiaoye strangely.
"Sou Shen ** has unpredictable dangers." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun quietly. "This time it's for our Black Witch Sect, so I think I'll do it myself."
"We're all our own people, what's the difference between you and me?" Zhao Lingjun's words made Wu Xiaoye's face turn red.
Gubei District has always been a place where rich people gathered in old SH.
There are many high-end villa areas here, so Wu Xuanyun's three-story villa seems very ordinary among the many high-end villas.
But in the hall of Wu Xuanyun's villa, a strange magic circle was now set up with thirty-two white candles, and in the center of the magic circle, a big red talisman was drawn.
Although both Zhao Lingjun and Wu Xiaoye wanted to start the God-searching ** immediately, preparing the materials for the God-searching ** again could not be completed in an instant.
And because they were worried about killing another master like the blue-robed Taoist priest, Zhao Lingjun and Wu Xiaoye decided to go back to Wu Xuanyun's villa for a while.
When Wu Xuanyun heard what happened on the phone, Wu Xuanyun immediately began to prepare the materials for the spell.
By the time Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xiaoye and others arrived at SH with Lin Yiren and others in the car arranged by Wu Xuanyun, Wu Xuanyun had already prepared all the materials for the spell.
Wu Xiaoye was now standing quietly in the center of the drawn magic circle, and at Wu Xiaoye's feet was one of the two Onmyojis.
Zhao Lingjun, Wu Xuanyun, and Cao Xiaoxian were sitting quietly on the sofa aside, looking nervous.
Although Zhao Lingjun wanted to rush to cast the spell, he still couldn't defeat Wu Xiaoye in the end.
So now Zhao Lingjun can only keep praying to God in his heart not to let anything happen to Wu Xiaoye.
"I'm starting." Wu Xiaoye nodded to everyone and started casting spells.
This spell was passed down to Lord Zhao Ling by Wu Xiaoye, so Wu Xiaoye was more skilled than Lord Zhao Ling when casting the spell.
Wu Xiaoye quickly finished the magic formula. When Wu Xiaoye put her hands together, a slender black flame appeared on her fingers just like Zhao Lingjun last time.
Wu Xiaoye used the black flames coming out of his fingers to light thirty-two white candles in a clockwise direction.
Outside Wu Xuanyun's villa, dark clouds began to gather.
The red talisman under Wu Xiaoye's feet began to burn, and the crimson flame began to slowly spread to the whole bodies of Wu Xiaoye and the Onmyoji.
When he saw this, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Because everything seemed to go as smoothly as the last time he cast the spell. Zhao Lingjun saw that there was no problem with Wu Xiaoye's spell casting process, and the magic circle was now activated. Next, we just need to wait for the magic circle to be transferred. Basically, it has nothing to do with the caster.
But just as Zhao Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Wu Xiaoye in the magic circle make a muffled sound.
And with Wu Xiaoye's muffled cry, all thirty-two white candles were extinguished.
"Not good." As soon as Zhao Lingjun had time to scream, Wu Xiaoye in the formation spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down softly.
Countless frantic auras surged in front of Zhao Lingjun, and for a while, the operation of the entire magic circle was in chaos.
"No." Just when Wu Xuanyun was about to stop him, Zhao Lingjun rushed into the extremely chaotic magic circle like a gust of wind and picked up Wu Xiaoye.
With a loud "boom", Zhao Lingjun had just carried Wu Xiaoye out of the magic circle, and the entire magic circle exploded as if a bomb had been dropped.
All the glassware in Wu Xuanyun's villa suddenly turned into pieces.