The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 95: Facing the "Ghost Planting" Technique and a Battle with the Wizard

Such a vicious sorcery...

It was the first time that Li Zhen saw the runes he had drawn with his own hands being directly wiped out by the terrifying resentment.

Even if the same evil magic is used, different people will have completely different effects.

The runes drawn by Li Zhen were not simply some symbols drawn by his hands, but his will was condensed into them.

His spiritual will is very strong.

However, the opponent was able to directly eliminate the runes he drew, which shows the ferocity of his evil magic.

After putting on the contact lenses, Li Zhen could see ghosts and the flow of evil spirits with his naked eyes.

At this moment, one can see an extremely evil Yin energy eroding Wei Jialiang's body, which is temporarily blocked by the runes he drew.

The resentment contained in this Yin energy was extremely strong and evil. The runes drawn by Li Zhen did not drive away the resentment, but instead fell into a stalemate with it.

It was the first time that Li Zhen saw such evil energy and resentment.

He himself had a deep understanding of the art of black magic, so he could naturally smell that the aura here was a little different from that of black magic.

This situation must have been caused by the wizard using the technique of planting ghosts to avenge the protagonist.

The initial stage of "planting ghosts" is to lure out the vengeful spirit of the protagonist's tragically dead wife, letting her go looking for her own enemies on her own.

I didn't expect it to come so soon...

So it seems that the "ghost planting" should be almost complete...

If he faced the sorcerer head-on, Li Zhen would not be afraid of him.

But now the issue is not to face the sorcerer directly, but to save Wei Jialiang's life under the premise that the "ghost planting" has been successful, which is a bit difficult.

If he didn't care about Wei Jialiang's life, Li Zhen had many ways to fight against the "ghost planting" technique.

The most troublesome thing is the guarantor...

Li Zhen cut the five fingers of his right hand and shook it outwards. Scarlet blood flew through the air and fell on the ground and on Wei Jialiang's body.

Afterwards, he made water out of wine and spilled it all over the floor.

Finally, Li Zhen picked up a spiral wine opener and inserted it into the sofa at Wei Jialiang's feet.

This is the southeast, which is also the direction where evil thoughts come from.

"Lord of the Abyss, King of Bones, I offer a blood sacrifice to call upon your power... Little devil, dare you transgress the law... You will be cast into eternal darkness... Black flames devour your bones, poisonous mist entangles you. Those who defy me will be burned to ashes... Engulfed by the sea of ​​blood, there will be no return..."

Li Zhen began to chant the spell quickly and used his own blood to complete the runes that disappeared from Wei Jialiang's body.

The spell he was reciting now was called the "Ghost Blood Curse", which was the secret method of the Magusu school to restrain ghosts. Combined with the rune, it could have an incredible restraining effect on ghosts.

Li Zhen had never used this kind of spell on Naimi before because there was no need.

But now he is using it.

As Li Zhen's incantation became faster and faster, the bat-faced demon that had been silent in his consciousness opened its eyes again and made a strange "squeaking" sound.

A huge evil thought emanated from his body and instantly filled the entire room, overwhelming the evil energy.

But the evil thought was very determined to kill Wei Jialiang, and it was unwilling to retreat even when fighting against Li Zhen's evil spirit.

A sudden strong wind blew from all directions, blowing all the wine bottles and other things in the house to the ground.

This clean and tidy house became a mess in the blink of an eye.

But Li Zhen did not stop and continued to complete the runes.

The so-called magical power is not something tangible flowing in the meridians, but should be understood as "Dharma" and "force". If there is "Dharma", "force" can be generated.

Although black magic is a kind of unorthodox and evil practice, it is also a kind of "method". The "force" generated by this method is the impact of black magic on reality.

The deeper one's control over the "magic" of "black magic", the stronger the "force" generated will be, which is what is meant by profound "magic power".

The confrontation between sorceries is based on this "magic power".

The endless stream of evil thoughts and negative energy made Li Zhen feel like he was standing in a turbulent river, facing the rush of the water.

However, the other party was unable to flush him away directly.

The frightened little ghost hid further and further away.

It had a natural fear of the spells recited by Li Zhen.

It was not just ordinary fear, but a kind of fear that he had never experienced before, as if a catastrophic disaster was about to strike.

The little ghost knew that if Li Zhen used this kind of spell and ritual on it, it would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

Hearing the noise, the nannies who had been sent away rushed back shouting.

The little ghost rolled his eyes and possessed one of the nannies, then bewitched the others and took the nannies to clean up the mess outside.

……

In a remote suburb, in a dilapidated but spacious wooden house.

A middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a short beard was kneeling in front of a female mummy with his upper body naked, chanting a spell. He looked like a wizard.

The body of the mummy had been dehydrated, leaving only dry skin the same color as mud attached to the bones. After the lips were sunken, the normal teeth were protruding, looking very eerie and terrifying.

Behind the middle-aged man stood another man with a limp on his right leg. He was leaning on a metal crutch, with a haggard face, a furrowed brow, and a bitter expression.

Although the two people looked completely different, they had one thing in common: their faces were dull and covered with wrinkles like scars, which looked a bit like the dry and wrinkled skin on the female corpse.

Behind the two of them was an altar dedicated to an unknown evil god.

After the wizard finished chanting a spell, he bowed down to the mummy.

The mummy's fingers suddenly moved.

Green smoke rose from a copper bowl placed next to the mummy.

The wizard stretched out his hands and waved them over the green smoke.

Small red bubbles suddenly appeared in the copper bowl, which was very creepy.

But as soon as the small bubble emerged, it was pressed back into the copper bowl by an invisible force.

The wizard exclaimed "Huh" and looked solemnly at the blood bubbles in the copper bowl.

The man behind asked nervously, "How is it?"

The wizard shook his head: "Someone was helping that man. I couldn't kill him."

The technique he used was one of the most vicious evil spells, called "seeding ghosts."

In Southeast Asia, many people thought that this kind of evil magic had been lost, but they did not expect that he would know this evil magic.

Once the evil magic is successfully performed, it can guide the resentful ghost to seek revenge on its enemies. The resentful spirit will never give up unless the enemy is completely dead.

The ghosts created by the "ghost planting" technique are extremely ferocious and few people can resist them, but today he failed when he was about to kill them.

This surprised the wizard greatly.

The man behind was shocked: "What should we do now?"

"No rush. Even if that person invites an expert, he may not be able to save his life."

The wizard chanted some vague spells again and bowed three times in front of the corpse.

The corpse's head twisted.

Dense red bubbles began to emerge again from the copper bowl placed in front of the corpse.

But just like before, the bubble was suppressed as soon as it appeared.

The man standing behind the wizard looked even more anxious.

The wizard's spells grew louder and faster.

The sudden strong wind blew open the doors and windows of the house, causing chaos in the house.

The man hurriedly closed the doors and windows, and then found something to block them.

When he returned to the corpse, he saw that the woman's body had been twisted to the point of distortion.

The corpse's mouth opened and closed, making some indescribable sounds.

From the sound, the man felt the pain of the corpse.

He looked at the wizard worriedly: "What's the situation now?"

The wizard didn't speak and continued to chant.

Suddenly, the copper bowl placed in front of the corpse suddenly exploded, and the fishy liquid inside splashed everywhere.

The standing man quickly wiped the liquid off his face, then looked at the corpse and found that it had returned to normal.

He turned to look at the wizard and found that the wizard was sweating profusely, with his head lowered and gasping for breath.

The man held the wizard's arm: "How are you?"

The wizard waved his hands feebly, his tone heavy, "I don't know where they got such a powerful figure from. I can't do anything to him for the time being."

The man gritted his teeth and said, "This guy is really lucky."

The wizard looked up at the corpse and said, "Without this man, Balamachawa will have no place to borrow seeds, and our magic cannot be completed."

"The other party is too powerful. If they continue to stop us, it will be difficult for you to avenge your vengeance."

The man was shocked: "It has come to this, how can I not take revenge?!"

The wizard pushed the man away and said, "I've already killed one, so let's try it on the one we killed first."

"Although it's a corpse, it hasn't been dead for long and is still active. It should be usable."

He closed his eyes, paused for a moment, and began to chant a spell. Time passed quickly, and a figure walking in a strange posture appeared outside the door.

Pushing the door open roughly, the figure appeared in front of the wizard and the man with the cane.

The man's face was covered in blood, his body was tilted to one side, and the calf of one of his legs was broken and placed behind him like a rack. His eyes were open but not blinking, and there was no expression on his face. It was obvious at a glance that he was dead.

But the dead man stepped over the threshold and walked straight towards the corpse.

"The ceremony is about to begin, let's avoid..."

The wizard stood up and suddenly looked outside the door, his expression changed: "That man is chasing us! Get ready!"

He turned around and walked back to the altar, then suddenly knelt down in front of the evil god statue.

……

The strong wind disappeared without a trace, and Li Zhen, who had been chanting the spell, also stopped.

He glanced at Wei Jialiang lying on the ground.

His face and neck were covered with dense runes, and the resentment and evil spirit that had invaded his body no longer existed.

Li Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little pain in his blood.

His body's blood-forming ability was already getting weaker and weaker, so using up so much blood at once was certainly a luxury.

Fortunately, in the end he was more skilled and suppressed the opponent's evil magic, preventing the opponent from successfully killing Wei Jialiang.

There's no such thing as being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days. We must find the wizard immediately and have a talk with him...

Li Zhen looked around but didn't see the little ghost, so he had to call out in his heart.

"Here I come!" The trembling little ghost rushed into the house. "There was a lot of noise here, and it attracted a lot of people to come over and watch. I just went to deal with them..."

Li Zhen didn't pay attention to what he was doing just now. He interrupted and ordered, "Go and possess a nanny, and have her call the hospital and take this guy there."

The little ghost disappeared on the spot, but his voice reached Li Zhen's ears: "They have all seen your face. Do you need to deal with them?"

Li Zhen shook his head: "No need."

After finishing his business, he would leave. He would not stay here for too long. It didn't matter whether he saw my face or not.

The real trouble is that wizard...

Li Zhen closed his eyes and sensed for a moment to confirm that his previous sensation was correct.

After the little ghost had dealt with things, he walked out of the house with the vampire zombie and the little ghost in a dignified manner and headed southeast.

After passing through several remote streets and several gloomy paths, Li Zhen arrived at a remote and deserted suburb and lost his way for a moment.

He only sensed that the evil thoughts came from this direction, but the range in this direction was not small, so it was not easy to find the other party's location.

Just as Li Zhen was about to release the little ghost and let him go out to search at his own risk, he suddenly saw a man passing by a path not far away quickly in a strange posture.

Li Zhen could tell at a glance that the lifeless man was actually a corpse.

The only one who could make the dead walk and live nearby is the wizard.

Li Zhen followed the corpse directly.

Seeing the corpse walk into a remote house, Li Zhen waited for a moment before following in with the vampire zombie.

As soon as he entered the room, Li Zhen saw the female corpse placed in the room and two men standing ready in front of the altar.

Li Zhen's gaze did not turn to the two men at first, but to the strange-looking statue of the evil god on the altar.

As soon as he walked in here, he felt the two evil demons that were dormant in his consciousness tremble.

As Li Zhen blew the cold wind in through the door, it blew out two of the burning candles on the altar.

The wizard's face changed slightly and he stared at Li Zhen's figure.

"Who are you?" the wizard asked in a deep voice.

Li Zhen looked at the wizard: "What's your name, a wizard?"

The wizard, who was ready to attack at any moment, was a little surprised. He looked Li Zhen up and down and replied with a name: "Tirapa."

After a pause, he continued, "You are full of evil energy, and your path should be similar to mine. I just noticed that the aura around you is very evil."

"Why are you helping that murderer? He paid you to do this for him?"

"Master Tirapa has misunderstood." Li Zhen looked at the man next to Tirapa with a bitter face, "Are you Zhou Tong? I've heard about you."

"I sympathize with you, but you should know that your wife doesn't love you at all. What's the point of you paying such a huge price to avenge her?"

The female corpse placed in the middle of the room began to twist again, and the hideous face slowly turned to Li Zhen. The closed eyes opened a crack, revealing the vertical pupils inside that looked like animal eyes.

"Are you going to refute what I said?" Li Zhen turned his head and looked into the eyes of the female corpse.

The female corpse's eyes slowly closed.

Zhou Tong shook his head painfully: "No...it's not like that! Ai Ling loves me, she...she was just confused for a moment..."

Li Zhen's eyes turned a little compassionate. "You may already know that the reason she was alone on the street on the night she was murdered was because she had a conflict with her lover."

"The conflict arises because your wife wants to divorce you and marry that man, but that man already has a wife and only wants to have fun with your wife."

Zhou Tong's cheeks twitched.

"Do you still want revenge?" Li Zhen asked.

Zhou Tong pointed at the corpse angrily: "Ailing is dead, my... my family is destroyed! No matter what happens, I will avenge Ai Ling! Even if it costs a huge price, I will take revenge!"

Li Zhen could see that Zhou Tong really had deep feelings for that woman.

But he was willing to pay such a huge price for revenge, not necessarily entirely for that woman, but more likely for his previous complete life and family.

In his imagination, if the woman had not died, she might have come back to him in the future.

But now the woman is dead, everything has become a delusion.

He blamed the breakdown of his family on those men.

"My magic cannot be stopped at this point," Tirapa said. "No matter how much you say, it will be useless."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became depressing.

Zhou Tong slowly retreated behind Tirapa, but heard Li Zhen laughing.

"I said you misunderstood because I simply can't and don't want to meddle in your affairs," Li Zhen said seriously. "I just feel a little sorry for Zhou Tong. What if he doesn't know anything? He might regret it after he dies."

Tirapa asked in confusion, "What exactly do you want to do?"

After the brief fight just now, he assessed the opponent's strength and confirmed that he was not sure of defeating the opponent.

The other party didn't even set up an altar, but directly suppressed the "ghost planting" technique that he had prepared for a long time. This was a very scary thing.

After seeing the other party, he felt that the evil energy emanating from the other party was extremely pure, something he had never seen before in his life. This put a lot of pressure on him and made him even less confident in defeating the other party, even though this was where his altar was.

Originally, he was prepared to take the risk and fight with the other party again, but now it seems that the other party is not here to stop them from killing people?

Li Zhen said bluntly: "Wei Jialiang, the man you wanted to kill just now, cannot be killed for the time being."

"I will stay in Hong Kong for a few days. Before I leave, I hope you can keep him alive."

Li Zhen waved his hand, stopping Zhou Tong from speaking, and continued, "He has lost consciousness and was sent to the hospital. He will never wake up. If you don't believe me, you can go to the hospital and see for yourself."

"Really?" Zhou Tong and Tirapa looked at each other.

"You can confirm it yourself by going to the hospital." Li Zhen said, "I have no reason to lie to you. If I really wanted to save him, I wouldn't have to resort to such tricks, and you wouldn't necessarily be able to kill him."

Zhou Tong looked at Tirapa again.

Tirapa nodded: "That's right, I may not be his opponent."

Looking at Li Zhen, Tirapa said, "If this is all you ask, then it's easy. I'll restrain Balamachawa and ask her not to kill that person for the time being."

"Balamapa? The God of Love?"

"Yes, it's the God of Love." Tirapa pointed at the mummy, "This is the God of Love I created."

This contrast made Li Zhen feel a little sick.

He was just about to leave to check on Wei Jialiang's condition in the hospital, in case Wei Jialiang died accidentally, and then come back to talk to Tirapa.

He was very interested in Tirapa's witchcraft, the evil gods they worshipped, and the ghosts created by "planting ghosts", and wanted to see them for himself.

After the last ghost is "planted", he will clean up the mess, complete the task, and collect the ghost.

There are many villains in this drama, so he doesn't need to do anything for them in advance. He just needs to prevent the ghost from killing innocent people in the end.

Li Zhen had said everything that needed to be said about Zhou Tong, and he didn't want to say anything more.

But just as Li Zhen was about to speak, he heard Tirapa say, "Are you practicing black magic?"

Li Zhen looked at Tirapa.

Tirapa then asked, “You are offering bats?”

Li Zhen frowned.

"Although I've been exposed to black magic, strictly speaking, I'm not a sorcerer. I'm just a wizard. I'm not as powerful as you think. I can't tell what you're worshipping just by looking at you." Tirapa gestured backwards, "See for yourself."

Li Zhen turned around and saw the red-eyed bat that was originally sealed in the vampire zombie's backpack sticking its head out from the opening of the backpack.

Its eyes were still very blurry, but for some reason it managed to squeeze its head out.

Tirapa said, "This evil creature has been in this state for some time. If you don't wake it up, it's bound to be in big trouble."

Li Zhen looked at Tirapa and asked in surprise, "Do you know what's wrong with my pet?"

Tirapa nodded directly: "Of course I know. It makes me feel strange that you don't know."

(End of this chapter)