Chapter 144: Chapter 144: The Ancestor’s Praise
Chapter 144: Chapter 144: The Ancestor’s Praise
This was a rather remote mountain forest outside the city of F. The forest wasn’t very large, nor was it made up of steep peaks. The terrain was overall flat, with a slight curve, and there were quite a few woods around.
If one really wanted to sneak in from another direction, it wouldn’t be that difficult.
Noticing this, Duan Jianchuan frowned deeply, “Third Brother, who do you think did this?”
Fu Shiyan’s expression darkened slightly, and he did not answer, but a deep shade passed through his eyes.
At this moment, Jiangli’s voice sounded.
Duan Jianchuan immediately looked over, “What is it?”
“Found something.” Jiangli pulled out something red from inside, resembling a vase.
Duan Jianchuan couldn’t help but ask, “What is this?”
“This object is called a Feng Shui Bottle. Normally, it can be used to attract wealth, but if used in reverse, it can attract and gather Yin Energy. Its purpose here is the latter.” Jiangli took out a handkerchief, picked up the bottle, and stirred inside it with a branch a few times, hooking out a strip of cloth.
Fu Shiyan’s eyes moved slightly, “Is that my birthdate and eight characters?”
Jiangli uttered a sound of surprise and looked at him amazedly, “President Fu actually knows about these things?”
Fu Shiyan said, “I’ve watched some TV dramas about this in the past couple of days. They say that the birthdate and eight characters can harm people.”
Jiangli recalled what Xia Xin had told her.
She clicked her tongue, “You modern people are quite something, turning this into a TV drama?”
Duan Jianchuan furrowed his brows. Why did the Abbot speak in such a strange way?
Could it be she’s not from the modern era?
“However, President Fu is correct, this is indeed your birthdate and eight characters.” Unaware of her slip of tongue, Jiangli opened up the cloth strip, and on the bloodstained strip were written Fu Shiyan’s birthdate, eight characters, and his name.
Those bloody letters were particularly unnerving on it.
Even Duan Jianchuan felt a chill run down his spine.
Wen Zishu and Xia Xin, who had just finished heaving, turned their heads, saw what Jiangli had pulled out, and turned away to start retching a second round.
Jiangli rolled her eyes, “Xia Xin, seriously, is this a vomiting contest? Come over here and start learning!”
Xia Xin moved his feet with difficulty, covering his mouth, and walked over slowly.
Jiangli looked at him with disdain, “Come over here and look, see what’s wrong with this.”
Duan Jianchuan was stunned. What was this, a field class?
Was this really appropriate?
He couldn’t help but look at Fu Shiyan.
Fu Shiyan’s gaze remained on Jiangli, and he kept silent.
Seeing this, Duan Jianchuan didn’t know what to say.
Hearing Jiangli’s words, Xia Xin came over with a bitter face. The stench nearly made him double over.
He stifled the turmoil in his stomach and leaned over for a look, swiftly turning away, his voice muffled and unclear as it came through his fingers.
“Ancient, my ancestor, I… I can’t see anything…”
“What has your master taught you?” Jiangli glanced at him, “This is just a simple Gathering Yin Array, only with a Directional Array added on.”
Xia Xin’s face was contorted with misery, “Ancestor, I… I don’t understand… I really haven’t learned about these…”
He was limited in his talents.
Some things, the old Taoist had never taught him.
He truly didn’t understand what Jiangli was talking about.
Jiangli was also speechless.
“What does a Directional Array mean?” Fu Shiyan finally spoke, “Is it the birthdate and eight characters, targeted at me?”
Jiangli raised her eyebrows meaningfully and gave Xia Xin a significant look, “Did you hear that? Even President Fu knows more than you do.”
Then Jiangli turned and said to Fu Shiyan, “That’s right, this is essentially a different form of the Curse of Victory Technique, designed to transfer the absorbed Yin Energy directly onto President Fu.”