While Mu Ning Fu was following king Lin Tian, the South evening owl and ye Yao Zong Ka, far away in Romania, went to an astonishing place.
When the sun goes down.
"Take you to see a man." Ye yaozongka said, getting up and going out, the South evening owl recovered his emotion and followed the white military man behind.
They followed the rotating steps to the top of the castle's lookout tower. There, a helicopter was ready. The wings of the two people were sudden and the whirlwind was very strong. The mountains of Sichuan and fania were abrupt and the surrounding areas were covered with dense black forest.
The helicopter ended up at the top of the Sichuan and Fanya mountains, a settlement tribe of Mazar aborigines.
Yeyao zongka, nanmu owl and one of Yeyao's translation officers get off the plane.
Here, it can be regarded as a poor and secluded country in Central Europe. The village retains the characteristics of Mazar aborigines.
The aboriginal tribe has its own right of life and death. The tribal chiefs executed a murderer according to law yesterday.
Nanmu owl walked behind yeyaozongka and saw a execution ground at the three fork of the tribe. The body of a felon was hanged on a bloody gallows, and the noose twisted around the neck of the felon. After a day's death, the stiff body swayed left and right with the wind.
"I've bought the body." Night shining words, let the South evening owl surprised.
Yeyao bought this corpse at a high price. It's useful.
A tall, thin, bearded Chinese man in a traditional hunting suit and high boots came up to him. Yeyao's translator talked to him in Yiddish, and then the translator told him.
"The warlock said, you can do it."
Nanmu Xiaoxiao understood that this man was the local black wizard, but he was also surprised that ye Yaozong Ka had traveled all the way to this dark place to find out what he was trying to find out.
The black wizard, carrying a sharp machete, stepped onto the gallows. He brought his chair and stood under the corpse. With a wave of his knife, he cut off the right hand of the corpse.
The hand fell to the ground, the dead almost solidified black blood, sticky will fall on the broken place, angry, frightening, emitting a fuming stench.
South evening owl frowned, night Yao took a glance, said with teasing, "how? Not used to it? Hehe
Yeyao smiles and looks ahead again, "the rich and well-off International Film emperor has lived for a long time, forgetting the hardships that he ate in the jungle when he was a child, and those who were beaten by him?"
"Not forgotten."
The South evening owl replied. He and ye Yao grew up together, but after they were 10 years old, they went on different roads. Ye Yao soared into the sky and became the top leader of Jingpo army and government army.
And he went to the gangland nanmu home in Hong Kong and Guangdong and became an adopted son.
With the support of nanmuchen, he has become the film emperor who is now very popular in Central South and Southeast Asia.
The mystic priest took the broken hand, sprinkled it with copper rust, saltpetre and Piper powder, and knelt on the open space of the gallows beside the corpse.
Finally, the sorcerer took out a small bottle from his arms. The bottle contained a muddy yellow solidified object.
"It's human oil." Yeyao whispered to nanmu owl, who had a wooden face and looked at the Western black magic which only appeared in the film.
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