Witch Wind

Chapter 162: East of Jieshi (Part )

Mi Xiangjun, with her sleeves fluttering in the wind and her neck held high, like a proud white goose, walked in slowly and gracefully with her small square steps that were as smooth as flowing clouds and water.

His eyes were like a deep lake. He glanced at the group of old doctors surrounded by servants, and then fixed his gaze on Xing Tianqingshu and Zhang. The jade pendant with two dragons slowly rotated around him, continuously scattering wisps of black and white yin and yang energy. The wisps of black and white light energy surrounded Mi Xiangjun, and intertwined around him to form a three-dimensional Tai Chi seal with a diameter of about ten feet.

"Hmm? Ghost witch curse?" Mi Xiangjun sneered, "What hatred, what grudge? Ghost witch curse, ghost witch curse, the one who is cursed will have hundreds of ghosts entangled in his body, torturing his soul day and night, sucking his blood, making him unable to live or die, and constantly suffering the punishment of hell brought by various illusions!"

Mi Xiangjun exclaimed: "This is the secret technique of the ancient witch palace. Since the fall of the Shang Dynasty and the rise of the Zhou Dynasty, the power of the witch palace has plummeted. Several branches of the witch palace moved south to our Chu State, but the heritage they left behind is also in ruins."

"Fortunately, the inheritance of this ghost witch lineage has been preserved relatively intact in our Chu State."

Mi Xiangjun clapped her hands in admiration, then formed seals with her hands and danced an extremely beautiful sacrificial dance around Xing Tian Qingshu and Zhang with graceful sacrificial steps. It had a hint of feminine charm and was filled with an inexplicable wild atmosphere.

He recited witchcraft incantations and muttered the name of the deity "Shao Siming".

A trace of strange energy spread out from Mi Xiangjun's body, and the black and white energy emitted by the jade pendant rolled rapidly around him, faintly condensing into a man who was more than ten feet tall, translucent, wearing an extremely noble black robe with sun and moon wheel patterns on it, holding a big seal and a sword, with a blurred face, and covered by a ball of dark energy.

The phantom lowered his head, his eyes were like the bright moon, and a dark and mysterious light enveloped Xing Tianqingshu and Zhang.

Mi Xiangjun muttered in a low voice: "Shao Siming, Shao Siming... Hee, this old woman was actually infected by the ghost witch curse? Tsk, this is really interesting!"

The seal in the shadow's hand emitted a dazzling light, and it was gently rolled towards Xing Tianqingshu and Zhang. Immediately, a shrill ghost howling sound came out of their bodies. With the naked eye, dozens of ghosts could be seen, whose figures were between appearing and disappearing, wearing bone armor, looking extremely hideous, and with a very strong cold aura all over their bodies. They cried and shouted and rushed out of the two men's bodies.

Mi Xiangjun whistled, and the jade pendant beside him released wisps of black air, which entangled the ghosts and dragged them into the jade pendant. He smiled softly and said, "Okay, okay, okay, with you, I won't have to worry about not finding the master behind you. What hatred, what grudge?"

"Since he can cast the Ghost Witch Curse, I think it is also the orthodox inheritance of the three ancient families. Since he has such strength, it would be convenient to kill these two directly. Why torture them with the Ghost Witch Curse?"

Mi Xiangjun shook his head and said, "It can be seen that this beast is also a ruthless villain."

Several men in black laughed and nodded in unison, praising Mi Xiangjun for being absolutely right - the one who cast the ghost curse must be an unforgivable sinner. As the aides of the Chu State in this generation, they would certainly assist Mi Xiangjun to restore the righteousness of heaven and earth, set things right and eradicate the evildoers.

Xing Tian, ​​Qing Shu and Zhang shuddered together, and the blood vessels under their skin gradually calmed down, and their skin returned to its original color. They took a deep breath, their bodies twitched, and their black eyes gradually turned black and white, and finally they regained consciousness.

Zhang suddenly remembered what she had said just now. She let out a strange cry, took out a handkerchief and spread it on her face, wailing at the top of her voice: "Oh my God, I was possessed by a ghost just now. I... No, I... No, I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore!"

"Woo woo, these are all unfounded things. I have never done such evil things."

"I, I am from a noble family, my family tradition is clean, and I am upright, how could I possibly do such a thing? It was the devil that possessed me, the devil that made me talk nonsense and say those shameful and dirty words!"

Zhang grabbed a big maid beside her and said sternly, "Cui Huan, is it true? Is it true? Have I ever done those things? You are my confidant, you know everything about my life!"

The maid nodded hurriedly, nodding her head in a hurry, and said hastily: "Yes, yes, the Madam is the most compassionate, the most merciful, and the most tolerant. Those things... are all caused by the devil, the devil's words, and have nothing to do with the Madam!"

Mi Xiangjun and several of his companions smiled and said nothing.

Yang Tianji and Murima looked extremely cold.

Was he possessed by a ghost and talking nonsense, or was he manipulated by ghostly power to reveal the shameful things he had done in his life... Those with great cultivation could still tell the truth.

A bunch of messy people doing a bunch of messy things.

However, what could Yang Tianji and Murima say? Xing Tianqingshu and Zhang were their own people... The high officials of the Dayu Dynasty had done many outrageous and outrageous things that were much more outrageous than theirs. What was the evil that Xing Tianqingshu and Zhang had done?

As for Mi Xiangjun, she turned a deaf ear.

What does it matter to him whether Xing Tianqingshu and Zhang are good or bad people? Anyway, as long as he can confirm that the person who cursed them is a bad person, that's it.

It would be best if the person who cast the curse was a person who walked the Jiazi period of the three ancient dynasties of Yu, Xia and Shang.

Mi Xiangjun flicked his finger at the floating and tumbling jade pendant beside him, and his heart leaped with joy - as the most outstanding young generation of the great year, he represented the State of Chu, defeated all competitors, and won the qualification to walk the Jiazi year.

He really wanted to see what kind of strength and methods the other Jiazi walkers of the other three ancient families had!
"You have another princess who has the same problem, right?" Mi Xiangjun chuckled and said, "Why don't you move her out? Cure her quickly. I believe that the person who cast the curse on them will know that his curse has been broken, and will take the next step."

Mi Xiangjun looked at Yang Tianji, Murima, and Yan Houde and other wealthy people who were terrified and almost kneeling on the ground to pay homage as if they had seen a god. "Remember, I will help you through the difficulties and even help you recover your lost wealth... You must be grateful. I will take 70% of all the profits."

Murima and Yang Tianji's faces became even uglier - you bastard, how dare you take away 70%?

Murima muttered to himself, praying madly for his own eldest brother, the former 'First Baturu', to hurry over with the elite of the clan. With him in charge, his family would have the confidence.

Yang Tianji's idea was very simple - he wanted to transform into his original form and bite Mi Xiangjun hard on the butt.

However, Mi Xiangjun has a precious treasure to protect him.

This kid's cultivation level is probably just the level of a human immortal, the lowest level of a land immortal. However, the power of his jade pendant is too great. Yang Tianji thought about it for a long time and felt that he was no match for him!

Therefore, we can only wait for the opportunity.

Yang Tianji was furious in his heart. If he had the chance, he would not only bite Mi Xiangjun's butt twice, but also bite off his calf crutch fiercely - Ah, 70% of the profit? How dare he ask for it. 70% of the profit, how much gold and silver would that be? If Yang Tianji brought back so much gold and silver, how many more litters of puppies could the wives in the clan raise?

Yan Houde and others hurriedly responded.

They promised that as long as Mi Xiangjun helped them recover the stolen family silver, as long as Mi Xiangjun helped them recover the two batches of robbed bliss incense, and as long as they sold all the bliss incense, 70% of all the proceeds would be given to Mi Xiangjun. There was no problem at all!
Even Yan Houde and the others were muttering to themselves - it seems that Mi Xiangjun is more reliable than Xing Tianqingshu and Princess Yihe, and has a more unfathomable background. If they can rely on the power behind Mi Xiangjun... wow, this would be incredible!

The estuary of a major river.

A red rope was stretched across the river, and dozens of ships from the international concessions were lazily lying nearby. A large group of sailors from various countries were lying on the railings, holding bottles of wine, drinking, basking in the sun, and enjoying the sea breeze, having a great time.

On one side of the red rope, a huge water platform was decorated with lights and red brocade. Jin Santan and a large number of officials were feasting on the platform with smiles. There were fine wines, delicacies, seasonal fruits, exquisite snacks, and expert musicians wearing ancient Chu-style robes, playing the chimes and the guqin according to the ancient music scores.

There was a tall and thin man wearing a white robe and a tall white wooden crown. He imitated the appearance of Doctor Qu Yuan, raised his arms and shouted on the platform, reciting the classic poems left by Doctor Qu Yuan over and over again.

Every time the man recited a poem, dozens of actors from the most famous opera troupes in Jieshi County would stand by and sing the opera lyrics adapted from the poem at the top of their voices, "Yiyayaya" accompanied by the sounds of chimes and guqin.

From time to time, a senior official among the officials at the banquet would be so excited by what he heard that he would wave his hand and say, "reward!"
Then, the officials' attendants brought baskets of silver from the passenger ship anchored nearby and poured them in front of the musicians and actors who were performing hard.

joy.

Extremely happy.

Happy. Extremely happy.

The combination of power and wealth was brewing to the extreme here. Jin Santan and other top officials were already drunk and their faces were red. They were gesticulating and had already set astronomical bets.

They bet the production, sales and export profits of a certain industry in their province in the coming year on the dragon boat of their own province.

For ordinary people, this is an incredible amount of wealth worth millions, which cannot be earned in a hundred lifetimes.

For Jin Santan and the others...it's just a little bit of money.

If you win, you can buy a few big houses and keep a few beautiful concubines, that's all.

If they lose, they will just suffer a little loss in a certain business in their territory for the next year, and they will have to give up the profits to the final winner. But what is the problem for Jin Santan and his men? They will not lose a penny, and it will just make the people suffer!
The sound of gongs and drums was deafening, and the sounds of muskets and cannons rose continuously. The people on both sides of the strait were making a lot of noise, and waves of sound came one after another.

On the surface of the river ahead, more than a dozen high-speed gunboats were rushing towards them. On the bows, brave soldiers in tight clothes were waving red flags vigorously and shouting something loudly.

Jin Santan and other officials stood up and looked upstream of the river.

The appearance of these high-speed gunboats meant that the dragon boat that rushed to the front of the participating dragon boats was less than ten miles away from the finish line. With the speed of the dragon boats and the flow of the river, it would only take a matter of seconds for them to see the final winner.

All around, on official ships of all sizes, groups of soldiers with red skins and scarves on their backs held up tall bamboo poles. On the poles, which were several meters long, they hung strings of huge, bright red firecrackers. They would light the firecrackers as soon as the champion dragon boat crossed the finish line.

So, everyone celebrated.

Then all the people cheered.

Then, the officials would solemnly present rewards to the winning dragon boat team.

Thus, isn't the picture of a peaceful country, prosperous weather and good harvests vividly portrayed?

Just as Jin Santan and several other top officials wiped their faces with hot towels and picked up teacups to rinse their mouths before presenting prizes to the winning fleet and delivering an impassioned speech on the great era, behind them, in the eastern ocean, a high-pitched whistle sounded like thunder.

One... ten... a hundred...

Rows of battleships, each as huge as a hill and terrifyingly large, were lined up in neat rows, like a mountain range made of steel. They kept blowing their whistles and were heading towards the river estuary with unstoppable momentum.

The nearly one hundred battleships at the head were so huge that it was breathtaking.

The two 10,000-ton battleships of the British Concession Fleet were also anchored at the estuary. However, compared with the nearly 100 battleships rushing in, these two 10,000-ton battleships were like a six-foot-tall warrior suddenly standing in front of a preschool child!

The volume, tonnage, and even the caliber of the main guns on the towering turrets are completely on a different level.

The loud sound of the whistle woke up Jin Santan and others.

They all stood up and turned around.

Suddenly seeing the huge fleet that was rushing towards him like a dark cloud, Jin San sighed and almost tore his beard off. He screamed, "Whose fleet is this? How can it be, how can it be, how can it be... How can an ironclad ship be built so huge!"

Not all the people around Jin Santan are useless.

Beside him, the deputy commander of the Governor's Office, a rather sturdy middle-aged general, gritted his teeth, stretched out his finger, and glanced at the two nearby British 10,000-ton battleships and the battleships rushing in the distance. He shuddered and said, "Sir, the tonnage of the more than 20 warships leading the way is probably around 50,000 to 60,000 tons!"

"Even the auxiliary ships following behind have a tonnage comparable to the most powerful 10,000-ton battleships of other nations... or even more!"

Jin Santan and a group of officials jumped up at the same time and almost fell to the ground.

Before Jin Santan could say anything, an official from Yunmeng Province, who was attending the Dragon Boat Festival on behalf of his governor, yelled, "How outrageous! This is sheer nonsense! A displacement of 50,000 to 60,000 tons? How could there be such a large ironclad ship in the world?"

"The country has put in all its efforts, but now it can only produce 300-ton gunboats."

"England, Faroese, Idoli, and even Saint Ross, look at their concession fleets. The largest tonnage is only around 10,000 tons, but it is already an incredible warship."

"Fifty or sixty thousand tons? Such a huge ship? Human power? The power of ghosts and gods? A crude warrior pretending to be horrified, intending to rebel?"

The deputy general was so angry that his face turned black.

'rebellion'?
Sure enough, scholars have evil hearts. I just told the truth. Judging from the appearance alone, the more than 20 battleships at the forefront do have a displacement of 50,000 to 60,000 tons. I just told the truth, how can it be associated with treason?
Near the estuary, sailors on lookouts on dozens of ships of the concession fleet sent out flag signals.

As a result, dozens of ships from Farus, Idoli and Saint Ross weighed anchor and retreated to the Jiangbei port - their sailors sent a signal, and this fleet, which was speeding at an unreasonably high speed and was so large that it was despairing, was flying the flag of the Royal Navy of England!

The two English battleships, along with four auxiliary ships, joyfully hoisted welcome signal flags, weighed anchor, sounded the whistle, and headed towards their own fleet as it sped towards them.

Just after sailing out three or five miles, dozens of secondary guns on the six Yingji ships roared in unison, and the blank shells made a "boom boom" sound, which directly sounded a welcome salute.

In the huge fleet, on a mother ship with a displacement of nearly 70,000 tons, Xing Tianli was sitting in the captain's room, slowly counting the many real estate documents that Xing Tianqingshu and his group of "business partners" had mortgaged to him a few days ago.

There are millions of acres of fertile farmland, thousands of mines, countless forest farms, pastures, tea mountain ranges, and medicinal mountain ranges, countless mulberry forests, fish ponds, medicinal fields, and salt fields, as well as tens of thousands of shops and mansions of all sizes distributed in more than a dozen provinces.

Well, of course, the most important thing is the imperial household register and land deeds of the entire Jieshi County that Princess Yihe had taken out earlier.

Other things would be fine, but once the deed to Jieshi County was cashed in, then legally speaking, Jieshi County would become Xing Tianli's private property. In the vast Jieshi County, every mountain, every river, every tree, and every seedling would belong to Xing Tianli.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Xing Tianli can fulfill this mortgage.

Therefore, Xing Tianli asked Qiu Lier to cooperate and dispatched this huge fleet, which sailed straight to Pinghai City.

Thirty new battleships, ten new aircraft carriers, and other new heavy cruisers, frigates, and destroyers, totaling more than 300. With such a powerful fleet, I believe it can ensure that the officials of the Great Yu Dynasty will be an "honest and trustworthy young man"!
After counting all the deeds, Xing Tianli stood up. Through the window of the captain's room, he could clearly see the huge red "stone" at the mouth of the river.

"Looking east to Jieshi, I can see the vast ocean." Xing Tianli put his hands behind his back and chuckled, "Hey, after I reveal my identity and take over these industries...will Dayu Dynasty go crazy and want to kill me?"

"I think so."

"Then, come on!"

(End of this chapter)