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Chapter 131 Seven Little Wooden Men
Glancing at the corpse of Sha Zi on the ground, the Ancient Sorcerer sneered and entered the tent left behind by Sha Zi. He knew that all the secrets related to Sha Zi would be found there.
Upon entering the tent, the light dimmed immediately. The most striking feature was a lamp hanging from the top of the tent, emitting a blood-red glow. When it enveloped the space, it seemed as if the entire tent had been stained with blood, creating an eerie atmosphere.
The lamp emanated from a skull. Upon closer inspection, the "oil" inside was white and glistening, resembling human brain matter. Flames flickered from the two eye sockets of the skull; it was undoubtedly real Ghost Fire. Even more astonishing was that this fire did not radiate like ordinary flames but shot out like two beams of light, illuminating the ground as if it were under a spotlight!
Beneath the skull lamp was a small table, about one meter square and low enough for someone sitting cross-legged on the ground to place items on it. Atop the table was a Tea Set.
When the Ancient Sorcerer saw this Tea Set, his eyes narrowed. Although it consisted only of a teapot and several cups, he could tell at a glance that they were carved from human bones!
Sha Zi lit lamps made of bones every day and drank tea served in bone vessels?
What kind of person would do such a thing?
Though skilled in sorcery himself, the Ancient Sorcerer knew he could never engage in such practices.
Outside of the table, in one corner of the tent, there was a small box that could be lifted with both hands. The Ancient Sorcerer took a quick glance but temporarily set it aside because something else caught his attention:
In another corner opposite the box lay a hide stained with black blood, and in front of it hung a rack holding seven small Wooden Men.
The Ancient Sorcerer slowly crouched down in front of the Wooden Men and began to examine them closely.
The Wooden Men were small, only about half the size of a fist. They were roughly shaped like humans, distinguishable by head, torso, and legs, but lacked facial features—similar to crude crafts made by children.
If one saw such items at a street stall, no one would be willing to spend even a penny on them. However, at that moment, the Ancient Sorcerer did not dare to underestimate these seven little wooden figures; they were likely part of a powerful sorcery—a fundamental Idol Curse—but one with astonishing lethality.
The seven Wooden Men hung in midair, swaying occasionally as if floating in water. Upon closer inspection, it appeared that their wooden bodies had an almost translucent quality. What troubled the Ancient Sorcerer was that within each wooden body was something akin to energy that was constantly moving—more accurately described as trembling—like someone who was frightened!
"This... is not easy to handle."
After a long pause, the Ancient Sorcerer sighed. Sha Zi had to be killed; if such a powerful sorcerer were to react, even if he survived, he would suffer greatly. It was precisely because of this consideration that when he had the chance earlier, he did not hesitate and immediately killed the opponent. His experience as a former special forces soldier played a significant role at that moment.
From this perspective, Sha Zi would never understand how his powerful sorcery led to such an end.
At this moment, seeing the seven small Wooden Men, the Ancient Sorcerer became increasingly convinced of his judgment. The powerful energy emanating from the tent had even caused the rotation of Luo Tian at the Yintang point between his eyes—every disturbance of Luo Tian indicated that something extraordinary was occurring.
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, the tent was lifted, and two people rushed in: Fang Miao and Chen Feiyang. Previously, Fang Miao had refused to let Chen Feiyang come to find the Ancient Sorcerer, but in the end, she couldn't help it and brought him along in her car.
Fang Miao and Chen Feiyang were both experts among special forces soldiers. Additionally, since the Ancient Sorcerer had not deliberately concealed his whereabouts, they quickly found the small hill and located him.
"What happened?"
As soon as she entered the tent, Fang Miao asked directly. She had already seen Sha Zi's corpse outside, and it was a single fatal blow.
"I killed him."
The Ancient Sorcerer's tone was calm, as if he had done something completely ordinary, like killing a chicken.
"Was Song Ti ensnared by him?"
Chen Feiyang was most concerned about this question. As the saying goes, to untie a bell, one must find the person who tied it. If Song Ti had fallen into this person's trap and the Ancient Sorcerer killed him, what would happen to Song Ti? Was there no way to save him?
"Hmph!"
The Ancient Sorcerer shot a glare at Chen Feiyang; he understood what he meant all too well.
Chen Feiyang was startled, a chill even rising in his heart, causing him to involuntarily take a small step back, and soon his clothes were damp with sweat.
"What’s going on?"
Chen Feiyang had blood on his hands from taking the lives of several people and was usually a bold character. He never expected that the gaze of the Ancient Sorcerer could carry such lethal force. He had seen many grand scenes and understood that this was what they called killing intent, which only appeared after one had killed many people. This meant that the Ancient Sorcerer had taken more lives than he had, and by a significant margin.
However, this was not ancient times, nor was it a time of war. The reason he could kill so many people was due to carrying out special missions; how could the Ancient Sorcerer have had so many opportunities to kill?
Fang Miao observed Chen Feiyang's reaction and secretly shook his head. Wasn't Chen Feiyang just asking for trouble? He had previously wanted to challenge the Ancient Sorcerer but ended up being knocked down with a single punch. Now he was in an even worse position.
But who could be blamed for this?
"Ancient Sorcerer, Feiyang is just overly concerned."
Chen Feiyang was also a proud person; under normal circumstances, he would never accept such a gesture of goodwill. However, at this moment, he found himself unexpectedly relieved and quickly followed along with the conversation: "Yes, I’m just worried about Song Ti's life."
The Ancient Sorcerer nodded slightly and did not try to climb higher but said, "You can rest assured, Song Ti will not die."
As he spoke, the Ancient Sorcerer pointed to the seven small Wooden Men and said, "Song Ti's Seven Spirits are sealed within these seven Wooden Men. As long as they are released, they will naturally return to their rightful place, and at that time, Song Ti will naturally awaken."
Fang Miao and Chen Feiyang exchanged glances; the Ancient Sorcerer's tone was as relaxed as if he were simply letting out a fart. Yet, such words sounded like thunder in their ears!
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