Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 376 Talisman Fairy, Flying Head Descends (Two chapters today, 7000 words)
Thirty miles further inland from Manila lies the settlement of the Bambam Ya tribe.

They were able to raise a tribe of several thousand servants for the Francois, which by any standard would undoubtedly be considered a large tribe, and rightfully occupied the most fertile land in the nearby plains.

The settlement is mainly composed of Nipa huts, which are the most typical traditional dwellings of the plains people on the entire island of Luzon and are a variation of stilt houses.

The house is built on wooden piles, with walls woven from bamboo strips, floors made of bamboo slats, and roofs covered with thick Nipah palm leaves.

However, this tribe not only possesses its own traditional artifacts, but also a large number of exquisite porcelain, silk, round fans, gold and silver ornaments, and other valuables that clearly belong to the Great Zhao Kingdom.

Clearly, while the Frankish people ate meat, the Bangbangya's vassal army also drank some soup, and then returned the valuables stained with the blood and tears of the Dazhao people to their homes, so that their families could also enjoy it.

Unfortunately, this soup was poisoned, and it was a deadly poison that would kill their entire clan!
"Ahhhhh."

"Elder, help! My stomach hurts so much, it's killing me! What's wrong?"

"Don't drink untreated water, there's a problem with the water source."

At this point, the joy and pride that the men of the tribe had felt when they plundered the valuables were long gone; only a scene of utter despair remained.

Those with the most severe symptoms were lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, convulsing, and their pupils reflected the images of the five poisonous creatures: snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads, and geckos.

The most powerful elder among the Bangbangya people, Lakdandula, is a fourth-rank [Sorcerer]. When he realized something was wrong, he had already drunk the poisoned water as well.

He swiftly took out a small wooden puppet with his name on it and threw it into the fire, letting it suffer in his place. He then opened his mouth and suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

To his horror, he discovered extremely tiny insect eggs wriggling within the mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but cry out in alarm:

"It's Gu poison! A powerful Gu master of at least the fourth rank has poisoned the water source for our entire tribe!"

Although the "sorcerer" is also an expert in using Gu and poison, the person who makes the move is an expert among experts.

In the rush, Lakdandula couldn't even cure the poison in his own body, let alone save his people.

The only solution he could think of was to find the person who cast the curse, kill them, and use their flesh and soul to prepare the antidote.

Not daring to delay any longer, he immediately peeled off the blood-red talismans pasted on the three large black jars beside him.

Woo woo woo.
His stilt house was instantly filled with a chilling wind carrying the strong smell of blood, along with the mournful wails of a child.

Lakdandula, with a trail of black blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth, ignored the warnings, lit a dim lamp of corpse oil, and began to chant incantations and perform his special skill, "Spirit Descent"!
He was clearly the only person in the stilt house, but the flickering oil lamp cast four menacing shadows on the bamboo wall.

Only the divine officials who lit the heart lamp could see that from each of the three jars crawled a "child" whose skin was deathly pale and covered with black insect-script symbols.

After they crawled out, their mouths stretched to their ears, revealing dagger-like sharp teeth. They approached Lakdandura, their first thought being to devour their master alive, who was also their enemy who had killed them.

This is a group of evil spirits called "Fu Zi Xian" who can enter and leave any space!
Children with special destinies need to endure various forms of torture, have their perceptions distorted, and be infused with resentment. In the end, they will be as swift as the wind, possessing immense strength, and tearing apart tigers and leopards will be a piece of cake for them.

However, refining them is not easy; even killing dozens of children might not yield one successful refining. Those laymen who raise ghost children are not even worthy of carrying his shoes, a fourth-rank [Sorcerer].

It's sizzling!

The three talisman fairies tried several times, but they couldn't get close to Lakdandula's body.

Even when too close to the light, the body feels like it has touched a red-hot iron, with a puff of smoke rising up, and the person can't help but scream in agony.

The oil lamps are filled with their own corpse oil, which has a natural restraining effect on them and can not harm their owners at all under normal circumstances.

As Lakdandura rang a bone bell, the three fairy runes had no choice but to obey, extending their long black tongues to lick the insect eggs from the mouthful of blood on the ground, before taking a step forward together.

The next moment, they arrived together at the upstream of the tribe's water source, next to the spring at the source of a clear stream.

Two people had been waiting here for quite some time.

Zheng Shiniang, a fourth-rank Gu Master with a slightly protruding belly, took off her shoes and socks, sat on a blue stone, lifted her blue skirt, and was washing her feet in the water source of the Bangbangya people.

A pair of slender, bare feet splashed in the stream, the purple nail polish on their toes silently dissolving into the water and flowing downstream with the stream to the village.

This is also the culprit that caused the entire Bangbangya tribe to be poisoned.

The Daoist Qi rises from the top of the head and transforms into the portable Dharma temple mandala, the "Five Poisonous Scorpion Basin".

The multicolored poisonous gas manifested as ferocious five-poisonous creatures the size of millstones, crawling around her and amplifying the trace amounts of poison to a level that was easily lethal.

Beside him, Zhang Quan humbly held up embroidered shoes for his beloved wife, his eyes fixed on her as she played in the water while simultaneously slaughtering her entire clan, his heart and eyes filled with doting affection.
"Shi Niang, you've just become pregnant, so you need to be extra careful during this time."

The spring water is too cold; let's come up earlier to avoid catching a cold.

Zheng Shiniang gently stroked her lower abdomen, her face radiant with maternal glow. She raised her head, her beautiful eyes darting around, and gave her husband a sidelong glance:
"What are you afraid of? With the Taishan Rock Pill that Fugui gave you to ensure a safe pregnancy, this little spring water won't harm your precious children."

The pregnant wife's gentle demeanor was tinged with a girlish playfulness, giving her a unique charm. Zhang Quan was so shocked by her glare that half of his bones went numb.

The key point is that Zheng Shiniang was saying this while she was poisoning and wiping out the entire family.

In Zhang Quan's eyes, she was both beautiful and dangerous, and he even wondered if he had also fallen under her spell and couldn't help but love her to death.

Turning her head, she saw three "Talisman Fairies" standing at the edge of the scorpion pit, baring their teeth at Zheng Shiniang.

"What are you looking at?"

With a glare, he activated the [Heavenly Market Equalization Law]:
"By the Heavenly Market, your disciple makes a wish: within a quarter of an hour, the Gu poison's special attack effect on evil spirits will double."

The five poisonous creatures surged towards the three talisman spirits like a tidal wave.

Gu is inherently a vicious creature, fond of killing and bloodlust, greedy for lust and food. Those who practice Gu magic must bear the vicious nature and evil roots of Gu with their own spirit.

Besides venting her frustrations on Zhang Quan, Zheng Shiniang also vents her frustrations on her enemies.

creak creak
Hiss hiss.
A bloody atmosphere suddenly filled the arena, with the sounds of fighting echoing everywhere.

One moment, the Five Poisons were torn apart; the next, a Talisman Fairy was stung and swollen. Overall, the three Talisman Fairies were stronger. Zheng Shiniang slightly lifted her skirt, and on a section of her fair ankle that was slightly exposed, the colorful spider tattoo crawled out from her skin.

This is the secret Taoist scripture "The Naked Panwang Scripture", which is also Zheng Shiniang's guardian Gu deity!

It shot out like a streak of colorful smoke, biting each of the three Fu Zi Xian on the neck. Two of the bites were firm, except for the strongest one, which escaped being bitten.

The two little devils that were bitten instantly turned into wisps of green smoke and vanished without a trace.

Lakdandura was immediately attacked by the backlash after his "spirit descent" was broken, and he let out a terrible scream.

"ah--!!!
"It's you, the people of Dazhao? You've come back so quickly to seek revenge?"

The poison, which had been suppressed, relapsed, causing blood vessels to twist as if countless insects were wriggling under the skin, and even the pores to begin to bleed.

He endured the excruciating pain and drank a bottle of inferior red medicine, far inferior in quality to that used by Philip II.

He drew the short knife beside him and slit his own throat before the poison could spread to his head.

Amidst the spurting of blood, he did not die.

The gushing blood from his neck turned into a large cloud of red mist, which carried his head into the sky, flying towards Zheng Shiniang like a shooting star.

It emitted a strange cry like that of an old owl:
You didn't expect that, did you?

We, the sorcerers of Southeast Asia, have developed a brand new and unique skill by using red potion and the immortal magic spread by immortal dregs – the Flying Head Curse!
When I unleash this Flying Head Spell, it can not only drain the blood of any living creature, but also allow me to live forever as long as I possess a young and healthy body!
Your Great Zhao possesses countless unique skills and extraordinary techniques. I only ask, can you attain immortality?
We, the sorcerers of Southeast Asia, are the true masters of the divine path! Give me your bodies!

Its entire body was covered in red mist, which transformed into a large, foul-smelling cloud of blood, with countless tubular tentacles hanging down and fiercely stabbing towards Zhang Quan and Zheng Shiniang.

Zhang Quan immediately stepped forward to shield his frail wife behind him, and, having exhausted himself with three days of hard work, shouted:
"Thunder comes!"

Click!

A thunderclap struck the dry ground; a blazing white bolt of lightning cleaved through the air, instantly scattering most of the blood-red clouds and revealing a charred head.

No matter how the art of black magic changes, it cannot escape the category of evil and yin magic, and it is most afraid of yang thunder and yang fire.

It wasn't until then that the bewildered Lakdandula realized that, apart from the Gu Master Zheng Shiniang being a fourth-rank official, the man who was holding the woman's shoes, looking meek and submissive like a male concubine, was also a fourth-rank official.

With a mournful cry, it turned and ran away.

He cursed angrily, "We're both fourth-rank officials, but you scoundrel have disgraced all men!"

But at this point, how could he possibly escape?

The dazzling, exquisite silver ornaments on Zheng Shiniang's body suddenly emitted a chilling, bone-chilling silver light.

Zheng——!
The explosive vibrations of countless wing membranes were like the drawing of millions of swords, shooting out like cold stars, transforming into a field of silver light that filled the field of vision, and then fiercely biting around the flying head.

Clearly, these are not simple silver ornaments, but a powerful Gu worm called the "Silver Sheath Gu," which is also Zheng Shiniang's natal Gu worm. It is extremely ferocious, feeding on gold and chewing iron.

The thousands upon thousands of Gu worms are ubiquitous and may be somewhat ineffective against those tangible but intangible Yin spirits, but they are precisely the nemesis of the physical body.

Eyes, mouth, nose—in short, none of the seven orifices were spared.

"Ah ah ah ah ah"

In the blink of an eye, this terrifying "Flying Head Curse" was completely devoured by the even more ferocious natal Gu worm.

"Heh, the lineage of sorcerers is a fusion of Chinese Gu magic and Southeast Asian witchcraft. It belongs to the unorthodox sects among unorthodox sects and is a lower-level position of me, the Gu Master."

Even with extraordinary talent, the upper limit is only a third-rank living ghost or god, and the potential is difficult to go further.

Even if you obtained the red elixir for cultivating life force, how could you possibly defeat two of us fourth-rank officials alone?

Zheng Shiniang smiled slightly and lifted her feet so that Zhang Quan would help her put on her shoes and socks.

Standing up, he coldly ordered the company's allied forces, who had been lying in ambush outside the tribe:
"Finish them off one by one, don't miss a single one."

"Yes, sir! Head of the ship!"

A group of private soldiers took pills to prevent the poisoning of Gu, then entered the corpse-strewn Bangbangya tribe, drawing their swords to finish off the dead one by one.

They'll poke you in the left side of your chest, then the right; they'll poke you in the neck, then the stomach. They won't even spare a nest of ants, let alone a person.

One group of people erected crosses and nailed the dead bodies onto them; another group cut off human heads and piled them up to form a mound of skulls.

The purpose was to warn all the local natives that this is the consequence of daring to kill us, the people of Dazhao!
If you dare, come and claim the entire clan's elimination game!

This is the order that Wang Cheng just sent:
"Besides shipbuilding materials, leave some corpses as an example for other natives."

However, be careful when handling the body.

In this world, some people have their hearts on the left, some on the right; some people have their hearts in their throats, while others have their hearts at ease.

In such a bizarre place, anything is possible.

Although Zhang Quan was completely confused, he still strictly followed the instructions.

While relaying the message to his men, he plunged a knife into the stomach of a nearby corpse.

Hey!
The corpse actually sat up.

Through his disheveled clothes, another human face was clearly visible growing on his stomach.

"Holy crap, what are these things?"

(End of this chapter)