Vol 5 Chapter 25: 1 pool of mud

The special talisman in Zheng Qing's mouth is not because of the special technique used to make talisman, but because the talisman is different. The talisman used in his talisman bullet was drawn with his blood.
As far as most wizards are concerned, few people use blood to draw charms.
On the one hand, it is dangerous. If the talisman is not burned completely and the blood is taken away by the enemy, it will take less than two hours for a curse of all sorts to come; on the other hand, drawing blood talisman will cause a huge physical burden on the wizard, even serious. Will lose life.
Therefore, even if there are places where blood is used in the talisman, at most it is only a few drops of fingertip blood, and a talisman foot is crossed after the end of the talisman. Just like Zheng Qing did last semester when he painted Li Meng in the Wandering Bar.
But if there are disadvantages, there are naturally advantages. The talisman drawn by the wizard with his own blood is not only more handy to use, but the power is also several times stronger than those drawn with dragon blood ink or cinnabar. So this ancient technique of drawing amulets was finally passed on.
After the Winter Hunting Meeting, considering his limited means of warfare, Zheng Qing learned from the pain and drew a few blood charms, and finally wrapped up three blood rune bullets just in case. These runes are usually hidden in a small paulownia box in a gray cloth bag.
Considering that the environment where the blood talisman needs to be used is definitely very bad, he drew the evil talisman with a wider range of applications. Whether it is facing a monster or those sneaky creatures under the moon, this talisman is very good. Restraint effect.
I originally thought that these ‘suppressing evil runes’ would be silent in the paulownia box for a long time, but unexpectedly it was time to use them now.
After pressing a bullet with scarlet blood around the bullet into Remington's magazine, Zheng Qing's heart pressure finally eased a little. He raised his head, looked over the ship's rail, and looked at the monster sitting on the reef in the distance.
The frog-shaped beast named Satogua squinted his eyes and sat lazily on the reef, as if the spell used by the old boatman to attack it was like a spring breeze, without the slightest sign of anger.
I don't know if it is an illusion, Zheng Qing always feels that behind his squinted eyes, he hides a line of sight to observe himself carefully.
Like the young public-funded students, Old Bernard Shaw did not relax his vigilance because of the peaceful performance of the descendants of Satogua. When the ferry was turning, he still threw a series of powerful sleeping spells, trying to make the monster more peaceful:
"Shang Mei Wuyao!" "Shang Mei Wuxue!" "Shang Mei Wu Cong!"
These spells are not offensive, but as controlling spells. In this environment, this type of spell is more reliable.
The old man's choice was very careful, but he still underestimated the insidiousness of the descendants of Satogua.
At the same time that the old boatman threw the sleeping spell, the monster opened its mouth slightly, and a scarlet shadow shot out and rammed straight into the center of the ferry.
At the end of Chi Ying's attack direction, there was exactly a young public-sponsored student, leaning out half of his body, holding a talisman spear in his hand.
"Presumptuous!" The old boatman shouted angrily, and the penny in his hand was a little bit in the river, and a big fish with a length and a plump body was picked out by him and hit the scarlet shadow.
The big fish came first, blocking the middle of Chi Ying's path.
"puff."
As if the dull sound of a piece of mud hitting the dead wood, Chi Ying hit the big fish.
In just an instant, the big fish was drained from Zheng Qing's horrified eyes and turned into a dried fish. After the red shadow retreated, it swayed back into the river with the wind, whirled a few times on the surface of the water, and sank silently to the bottom of the river.
Did not cause a ripple.
It makes people feel chilly.
Zheng Qing took a breath, tightened his fingers, and subconsciously pulled the trigger of the rune gun.
"Snapped!"
A dazzling red light flashed out of the barrel held by Zheng Qing, and at the same time, a slight blast sounded in Zheng Qing's ears.
The red talisman engulfed the dazzling light, and silently sank into the frog monster's body.
The old boatman looked back at Zheng Qing, nodded, and then shook his head-nodding in praise of the young wizard's decisive move, many young people did not have the courage to attack when facing the monster; shaking his head was to Zheng Qing's attack method was disapproving, and motioned him to stop doing useless work.
In the eyes of the old man, with just one rune, maybe even the skin of the frog monster can't be wiped. For the current situation, don't waste that precious rune.
As if to comment on the old man's reaction, the descendant of Satogua did not pay attention to the bullets that attacked him, and even grinned at the young wizard in the mood.
Zheng Qing seriously suspected that it was mocking himself.
"I said..." He turned his head to look at the old boatman, and he was interrupted by a scream next to him just now.
"What is that?!" The gypsy witch's shocked voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ears.
Zheng Qing turned his head and was stunned.
The frog monster who was still grinning at himself just now had a distorted expression. The eyes that were originally narrowed into a gap were round, and his wide mouth was wide open. It gave out a silent cry that everyone could feel.
Accompanied by its miserable howl, golden-red rays of light engulfing Chi Yan burst out from its body, tearing its original tall and sturdy body. The black soft hairs on the surface of the frog monster's body curled up and scorched under the scorching flame, and steamed up a stream of black-gray smoke.
"Fuck!"
The old Bernard Shaw standing on the bow described his current mood with two vulgar and frivolous words that were very inconsistent with his identity. This is also Zheng Qing's current mood.
Just a moment.
The descendant of Satogua, who just seemed to be invincible and powerful, turned into a puddle of black mud with a slight bang and fell on the reef.
The cold wind blew, and a quiet piece of silent forest.
Only a few wisps of white smoke rising from the reef explained to the passing ferry what had just happened.
a long time.
The veteran Bernard Shaw said in a low voice, and asked the young public student in a low voice: "What rune did you just use? Where did you customize it?"
Zheng Qing half-opened his mouth, staring blankly at the mess on the reef in the distance~EbookFREE.me~, blinking, and then looking back at the old boatman, as if he wanted to confirm that what he saw was the truth.
"I did it?" His voice seemed a little hollow in the cold wind, and then he denied it with a very positive voice: "No, it wasn't me...it doesn't matter to me!"
This is very critical.
The ownership of all creatures in the Silent Forest belongs to the First University. Any unauthorized hunting and capture will result in a scary fine.
Zheng Qing's small treasury could not even pay a minimum fine.
Therefore, he absolutely cannot admit that the monster turned into mud and has a relationship with himself.
Maybe that monster likes to turn into a pile of mud on weekdays—everybody knows that the frogs of the first university are all abnormal creatures, none of them are normal.
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