Chapter 740: Thousands of dollars

"The broken body is alive, and the soul is sacrificed. This is a kind of sacrifice for the Nanyang. Take me to the roof to see the ear."
The two came to the rooftop together and went into the hut. Yu Lengyu adjusted his own astrolabe watch, measured it, and then through the window, he also saw the whole picture of the ghost road, and then returned to the 408 classroom.
"How?" Ye Shaoyang saw her always saying nothing, could not help but ask.
"Old Guo's analysis is correct. This is the change of the four-ninth life. Here is the main battle of the spirits. The ghost road is not the place where the battle is broken. 'The corpse is smoldering, the grievance is not flat, and the corpse is here. In the middle, with the cover of the golden robes, you can borrow the 'potential' of the sacrifice of the mourning hall, and constantly generate grievances, and pass the auricular acupuncture points to the ghost road.
There are gold silk wraps on the ghost road. Like the two stars of Ziwei, they interact with each other and produce a powerful seal. No wonder they can seal the bronze corpse below.
This is a typical Nanyang witchcraft that you can't see in the mainland. If you don't know it, it is justifiable.

Ye Shaoyang listened to her saying that she had a door and a nod. She thought that she grew up in Hong Kong. Master is also a Nanyang Yinyang teacher. She knows the witchcraft evil methods of these southern factions.
Yan Lengyu went on to say: "This method is very precise. The people in the array are very powerful. It is probably the person of the Great Wuxian family. Such a huge array of buildings, even buildings are used, I have only seen it in Thailand. Once again, the key to this law is still to blame, forty-nine people commit suicide together, and the soul is full of grievances, but it is not enough to display such a large array of methods..."
Ye Shaoyang was shocked and said: "No, there are so many souls and grievances, and grievances are not enough?"
Yan Lengyu did not answer, looked at him and asked: "Do you think that one person is dead, is it the most painful?"
Ye Shaoyang glanced, "How do you ask this?"
"You answer first."
This question is really difficult to answer. Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and pondered it. He was hacked to death? Sudden death? Hit it? Although it is very miserable, the pain is only a moment. "It is the most painful to be tortured and killed by people!"
Yan Lengyu asked: "How to torture."
"There are more ways to do this. Sitting on a tiger bench, pouring pepper water, sprinkling lime in your eyes, pouring water on your head, which is not painful?"
芮冷玉道: "The more painful people die, the stronger the grievances they generate after death, but as the core of the survival of the corpse, the death methods you said are not enough to force, forty-eight people are forced to live. To self-destruction, after resurrection, they must refine their souls. If the corpse of this living sacrifice does not have enough strong grievances, how can it suppress these forty-eight grievances? It is the core of this witchcraft to blame and blame!"
"Resentment and resentment..." Ye Shaoyang listened to this statement, finally understood and muttered, "Do you mean that this person is very miserable?"
"Of course, his own horror, more than forty-eight people, can only be pressed."
Ye Shaoyang frowned. "Where is there such a terrible way to die?" Suddenly thought of something, said the movement, "I heard that the loyalty of the king, Yang Lan, was imprisoned by Wei Zhongxian during his lifetime, and he was unyielding and was hard-pressed and iron-clad. The bones are broken, this is the worst way to die?"
芮冷玉道: "But the loyalty king is not continuously sentenced. This collection of grievances by the mourning hall is a short time. From birth to death, there can be no stop."
"From birth to death, can't stay..." Ye Shaoyang slammed his head. "That's only late. When rumored that Yuan Chonghuan died, it was the most horrible thing. This is the worst! Could it be that this person is dead late?"

Qi Lengyu came to the coffin and reached out to press on the golden corpse. The body immediately moved, as Ye Shaoyang saw for the first time, if it was boneless, the limbs were like snakes, and then combined with cold jade. Then, suddenly thought of a possibility, could not help but a cold breath rose from the soles of the feet.
Yan Lengyu also took a deep breath and said: "This person is alive and dead. This golden corpse is wrapped in a corpse, not a corpse, but a piece of minced meat. It is just a piece of adult shape according to the golden robes..."
The broken meat of the person... Ye Shaoyang looked at the dancing corpse, feeling chilly, thinking that Xie Yuqing and others were not there, otherwise I was afraid that the legs would be soft and vomited.
Suddenly, Ye Shaoyang thought of the first time with the purple moon, Ziyue eventually turned into a pool of flesh and blood, and now inhaled and said: "Yes, it is her, this meat is purple moon!"
The cold jade wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and retreated slightly, and did not dare to look at the body again.
"Thousands of knives, every knife goes down, it will form grievances, absorbed by the law. I don't know how many knives she has been smashed. I heard that the longest time in ancient times was the Liu Wei, who was detained three thousand six. Hundred knives...
It may be exaggerated, but if the level of the executioner is high, a thousand knives are ok. Only with such a terrible death can we suppress the remaining forty-eight grievances.

Ye Shaoyang made a few deep breaths and said, "How did you think of this?"
"This kind of witchcraft was there in ancient times in Nanyang, although there were very few, but at that time the chiefs like the chieftains could kill people casually, so they invented this kind of sacrifice." Yan Lengyu shook his head. "I didn't expect In modern society, there are still people who use such awkward witchcraft..."
Ye Shaoyang muttered: "Thousands of thousands of people, Ziyue she... How can I get it, even if it is hard-hearted, can't stand that kind of pain?"
"After the beginning of the sentence, everything is not allowed."
This is also true, Ye Shaoyang slowly nodded, thinking that Ziyue does not know how he will die, otherwise, even if the belief is strong, there is no courage to choose such a terrible death law?
The chief culprit of all this is the beam wizard!
Ye Shaoyang's two fists clenched, clenched his teeth, hate and said: "Liang Daosheng, this is just enough to kill you a hundred times!"
In order not to destroy the entire formation, the two together covered the cover, left the anatomical building, and came out of the building. It took a while to ease the mood and continue the discussion.
The murderous ghosts, the grievances are extremely deep, and the addition of the tactics is very difficult to deal with. It is also recommended to find the Liang Daosheng first.
"That Wu Leyi, should know where he is?" said Leng Yuyu.
"His son is with Liang Daosheng, of course he knows." Ye Shaoyang said, "But it is not good to go to him. After all, this involves witchcraft, and thirty years have passed. There is no evidence, you can't torture him. Besides, the criminal prosecution period has passed."
He had discussed it with Xie Yuqing before, and finally decided not to look for him.
"The law can't work, then the method of the use of the art world." Yan Lengyu said faintly, "Go to him, torture and torture!"
Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "Well, you are better than me, let's go."
(There is still a chapter today, first go home by car and write hard)