There was no light in the basement, and I didn't know what time it was when I woke up. When I walked outside the inn, I realized that it was already three o'clock in the morning.
The sun shines on the street, making it warm and peaceful. It is unimaginable that just a few days ago, this city was still covered in snow.
Pedestrians come and go on the street, busy and harmonious.
Wuma Xi tightened the luggage on his back and walked towards the city gate. According to yesterday's plan, he was going to leave the city and go to Ju Qian City. The road to cultivation was almost at an impasse.
But no matter what, I can no longer live like this, and I can no longer live as a corpse chaser.
Six hundred years ago, the poet Yang Kan wrote the corpse exorcists into the "Evil Species", which gave the corpse exorcists an aura of being despised by the world.
Last night, if he had a normal identity, he could meet Ruyi's friends naturally. But he was a corpse chaser, so he could only leave quietly. The result was already foreseen, so why bother asking for trouble, let alone in front of Ruyi?
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Wuma Xi took a deep breath and stepped out of the east city gate.
The sky is vast in front of you, and there is nothing to miss about those things behind you. If you move forward, you will be fine.
Wuma Xi looked at the open fields outside the city and the rolling ridges in the distance, constantly cheering himself up. He turned back and looked at the wall of Xiqu City, and the sun shone on the mottled scars, full of years.
Vicissitudes of life. At the city gate, there are many cultivators and merchants coming in and out. It is prosperous, but in front of the thousand-year-old Xiqu City, they are as small as ants.
This city is really my own nightmare. I came with hope and 350 gold coins, but I left with only wounds and despair. The only reward was the hug from Ruyi girl.
By the way, there was also her bell, which I forgot to give back to her.
And that little purple stone strip makes my heart hurt when I think about it.
Wu Ma Xi walked forward while thinking wildly.
There is still mist on the wilderness, and the green wilderness is covered with light gauze, like a fairyland.
But the down-and-out Wu Ma Xi is not like an immortal, but a traveler.
The descendants of the Wuma family are all excellent travelers. Due to their profession, the Wuma family's travel style has its own inherent characteristics, that is, they do not follow the same path as others and try to choose uninhabited trails.
Wuma Xi walked less than a mile out of the city, then turned into a path and parted ways with the cultivators and merchants coming and going on the road.
We drove leisurely all the way, and in the afternoon, we calculated that we were thirty or forty miles away from the city. My legs and feet were a little tired, so I took a rest, drank some water, ate some dry food, and sat on the grass to rest.
Standing in the green sea, looking into the sky, there are no clouds in the sky, feeling relaxed and happy.
After sitting for a while, the urge to urinate came over. Wu Maxi untied his belt and solved it on the spot. However, the guy had already taken it out, but there was no movement for a long time, and not a drop of urine came out.
What's going on? Wu Maxi is a little confused. Her urge to urinate is real, and it's hitting her bladder violently, but why can't she urinate? After waiting for a long time, there is still no movement, but the urge to urinate is getting stronger and stronger.
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Wu Maxi panicked a little, not knowing what was wrong with her body. After thinking about it carefully, she suddenly remembered the coldness lingering in her abdomen.
Couldn't this be... a curse?
The Forbidden Curse does not refer to a specific curse, but to a series of curses. In the Tianshu Continent, there are various types of witchcraft artistic conceptions. In terms of obscenity and poison, the series of the Forbidden Curse is definitely on the list.
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There are more than a dozen witchcraft conceptions in this series of excretion-forbidden curses. Its function is to close the excretion function of a person. Thinking about a living person who has to choke his urine to death makes his heart tremble and his teeth tremble.
Wu Ma Xi had heard rumors about this cursed realm. Every person who had been cursed was tortured to a terrible state, and there were many who were suffocated to death. Comparing the conditions of those people, Wu Ma Xi was very sure that he was cursed.
After letting out the curse, my scalp felt numb for a while, and my heart felt cold.
He wiped his face hard with his hands, and when he raised his head again, his face was full of helplessness and ferociousness.
Living on the street, who has he ever provoked? Why would he put such a vicious curse on himself?
His heart was full of grievance and anger, and he punched the tree trunk next to him, and blood immediately seeped out from the fist.
Looking at the blood on his fist, he forced himself to calm down. It was no longer the time to pursue hatred. The top priority was to break the curse, which was related to his own life.
There is a very important series in the witchcraft artistic conception, called the Breaking Spell. Its purpose is to break other artistic conceptions. It is the best way to relieve the witchcraft mood. But Wu Maxi cannot do this kind of mood.
Returning to Xiqu City seems to be the only solution at the moment.
There are many cultivators in Xiqu City, and most of them are capable of breaking the curse. Even if you hold up a sign and kneel down on the streets of Xiqu, you have no choice at this time.
Wuma Xi no longer hesitated, turned around and walked quickly towards Xiqu City. After walking for more than ten steps, she couldn't restrain her grief and anger, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.
In this way, we hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly and slowly, after a while, the rise was already gradually sloping, and dusk arrived without mercy.
Xiqu City closes its gates in the evening. According to my schedule, I will definitely not be able to make it back today. I will have to stay outside the city for half the night and enter the city early tomorrow morning.
The urge to urinate is a very nihilistic thing. When you don't pay attention to it, it seems to not exist. But when you focus on it, you will find that it becomes more and more intense, hitting the nerves in waves.
It seems that there is a danger of breaking the embankment at any time.
At this time, the urge to urinate was so intense that it already affected walking, but Wu Ma Xi did not dare to pause at all and hurried forward one foot after another.
"Brother, please wait for me. There is no moonlight and no light on this road, which makes my sister really panic."
"Sister, don't panic. The journey is tight but the journey is long. Why don't you hold your sister's hand with your brother and avoid any delay or panic?"
"Oh, holding hands is too ridiculous. It's not like Du Shiniang from Wanhua Tower."
"You call it ridiculous, it's ridiculous. The journey is short but long. Brother, I'll walk faster and cross Jackal Hill earlier."
"Oh, okay, I can give you my hand, but you are not allowed to go out and talk nonsense."
"Hey, I won't tell you, I definitely won't tell you!"
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This is Qu Zhenguo's famous ditty "Walking at Night". This ditty is widely circulated in the southwest of mainland China. The content is about a man and a woman walking at night. The young man first holds hands, then puts his arms around the waist, and then
It was a kiss, and then there were many versions.
Wu Ma Xi was familiar with the two voices singing the song. The one who sang the male voice was Ding Laosan from last night, and the one who sang the female voice with a pinched throat was Xiao Fengzi. Coupled with the cheering and booing next to him, last night's
All five people are here.
Although he didn't know the reason for their conflict with Ruyi, based on the performance of these five people last night, Wu Maxi's position towards them was that they were not good people.
But regardless of whether they were good things or not, Wu Ma Xi still felt extremely happy to meet them suddenly at this difficult time. These five people were all realm cultivators, and they must have the ability to break the curse. At this time, Wu Ma Xi
I didn't have the capital to make any further decisions, so I faced him shamelessly.
"Sister, your (harmonious word) is burning and hot. It must be as red as a crabapple. Let me rub it, let me pinch it, let me measure it..."
"Uncle! Please help me break the curse!" Wu Ma Xi's voice suddenly broke in, interrupting Ding Laosan's singing.
"Hey!" The five of them looked at Wuma Xi together.
"Uncle, please!" Wu Ma Xi stood on the side of the road with a slightly bent waist, looking pitiful.
Everyone gathered around, and Ding Laosan cursed: "Unlucky thing, you have ruined my interest in singing."
Wu Ma Xi did not dare to reply, but looked at these people pitifully. Then she felt as if a breeze was blowing over her body, and then Xiao Fengzi said: "Which witch is blocking the river?"
Is the curse so sinister?"
The damming of the river is one of the many forbidden curses, and it is an extremely high-end one. It is said that if the artistic conception of this witchcraft is not broken, it can last for a year on the human body.
If you can't poop for more than a year, a person will be tortured to death.
A typical name is domineering and the effect is obscene.
The middle-aged man with a long beard seemed to be the leader of the group of five people. He nodded slightly and said: "Cut the river? It's not good to use this spell realm without a realm master. It seems that the man is still a master. Okay, don't go.
Leave him alone and go."
After that, the group of five people bypassed Wuma Xi and continued on their way, as if Wuma Xi did not exist at all.
"Uncle!" Wu Maxi looked at the backs of the five people and screamed miserably.
"Wait a minute." The prime minister, Xiao Fengzi, suddenly turned around, looked at Wuma Xi and smiled.
When Wu Maxi heard him speak, she thought he was moved by sympathy, but then she saw his smile, which was full of jest and evil. It didn't look like he was trying to help her at all. Before she could get nervous, she noticed something...
A cold breath penetrated from Baihui Point, quickly spread throughout the body, and then disappeared.
This seems to be another witchcraft.
Wu Maxi was just guessing, not sure. She looked at Xiao Fengzi intently, wanting to get the answer.
"Convergence. Damn it, you are saying that others have vaginal damage, but your penis is ten times worse than others. The closure of the river and the confluence will make you lose your skin even if you don't die." Ding Laosan scolded.
When Wu Ma Xi heard this, her heart suddenly tightened and her face changed suddenly.
He has also heard of the artistic conception of confluence, which is also the artistic conception of witchcraft. The effect of this artistic conception is to speed up the formation of human urine. After being hit by this curse, it is enough to expel 50% of the water in the body within half an hour.
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This spell does not last long, only more than an hour. If you are hit by this spell alone, as long as you replenish water in time, the problem is usually not big. However, Wu Maxi still has a curse on her body at this time, and the urine cannot be discharged.
, and the water in the whole body gathers towards the bladder. Within half an hour, the bladder will burst and die.
Xiao Fengzi was extremely proud of his method. The five of them joked with each other and left laughing. Wu Maxi gritted his teeth and stared at their backs, trembling all over.
I turned around and continued walking towards Xiqu City. After walking a few steps, I clearly noticed something abnormal in my body. It seemed that I could clearly feel the water flowing in my body, towards my bladder, and my mouth was filled with urine almost instantly.
Feeling extremely thirsty.
Under the attack of two cursed realms, Wu Maxi felt that her hope of survival was so slim.
The bladder became more and more swollen, like an awl piercing a person's nerves, and it seemed as if the bladder would burst if there was even the slightest movement.
He didn't dare to go any further, so he sat on the grass by the side of the road, took out a short blade from his arms, wiped it clean, and stabbed it hard into his lower abdomen. Suddenly there was blood, urine, and tears.