Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 136 Support Group
Zhimo prepared carefully, and his performance in the warning bunker in the morning had left an impression on the other party. When he came, his Nirvana Kung Fu had been upgraded to its current peak state, and his spirit was always highly concentrated. It originated from the ""
The soul-obsessing technique contained in the "Nine Yin Manual", as soon as you step through the door, you will lock the other party through the momentary gaze and gaze pulling. This witch doctor has practiced cursing and hypnosis in voodoo, and has mental power.
It was so powerful that it was unimaginable for ordinary people. The soul-stirring technique was not completely effective, but it also affected his thinking to a considerable extent, so that during the subsequent conversation, his momentum was kept suppressed.
Next, every question and every argument asked by Shen Zhimo focused on the points that the witch doctor cared about the most. He couldn't help but fall into the designed trap, and his thoughts followed him step by step unconsciously.
When it comes to mental hypnosis, everyone has to bow to the witch doctor, but this witch doctor with a high status in the Thunder Emirate was tricked by Shen Zhimo.
"Uh..." Faced with the question, Farahim thought for a moment and said, "I learned about the uses of various drugs and the reactions after mixing them and applying them to the human body."
All medicines in the world can only be used to save people or harm people. Shen Zhimo smiled and said: "Then do you understand everything?"
Farahim was quite confident, raised his face and said: "Although I don't dare to boast that I understand them all, I understand 99% of the plants, animals, and minerals and their uses in every aspect."
Shen Zhimo laughed loudly: "May Mother Earth protect you... I hope I heard it right."
"How...how do you say this?"
I dare not boast about anything else, but Shen Zhimo has a very rich knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine. At least he is familiar with "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Qian Jin Yao Prescription", "Huang Di" and "Su Wen" by heart, pointing to the door.
A green shrub with sharp leaves asked, "What is that?"
"Oh, that. We call it willow-leaf red flower. Cattle and sheep will be poisoned if they eat it. We never plant it on the plains. It is only found in the dark swamp area. You humans seem to call it oleander."
"So how does it apply to voodoo?"
"We usually use it as a poison. Taking out its juice and mixing it with the saliva of the crystal-scaled snake can cause severe paralysis and death. Other than that, it seems to have no more uses."
Shen Zhimo's eyes widened: "Is this how you learned voodoo? It really makes me ashamed. Did you know that besides poisoning people, oleander can also be used to treat injuries? Oh, you wouldn't know it by looking at you.
Grind the leaves or stems of this shrub into powder and take it carefully. It can treat heart failure, wheezing, coughing, epilepsy, swelling and pain due to bruises. Have you never tried it? Remember to take some of this medicine if you have epilepsy the other day." Look at the witch again.
The doctor put bottles and jars in the room, pointed to a jar containing a dark red liquid and asked: "What's in it?"
"That's the blood of the Nightmare. It's the necessary medium to cast the nightmare torture curse."
"Oh, the curse technique is too low-level. We won't discuss it for the time being." Shen Zhimo quickly changed the topic: "Your breathing is not stable, and your pulse is also very messy. What's wrong with you?"
Farahim said: "Long-term use of curses will cause the caster to suffer backlash from demons, and in severe cases, they will turn into mindless zombies. Ten years ago, in order to resist the invasion of the desert clan, I was sent to the front line to cast a curse on their leader.
I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this fate in the end."
Shen Zhimo saw at a glance that his heart veins were damaged and his kidneys were failing. He could not survive for five years at most. He smiled and said: "As long as you never use curses and corrosion spells in the future, I guarantee that you can live for thirty more years."
Year. In response to this situation, Master Wo Yin was also very anxious. There were fewer and fewer outstanding talents in the witch doctor line, and he did not want to decline in the end. So he and I studied a method of using drugs to treat the backlash of the curse, which was very effective.
"I thought that at most I could give you a prescription to protect your life for ten years. If you die in ten years, no one will come to me to settle the score.
"This, is this true?" Farahim had already accepted that the witch doctor would have a fate that could not be eliminated for a long time. When he heard this, he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.
"Master Wo Yin and I have also co-written a voodoo pharmacology book. If we follow the many witch doctors in the orc tribe, they will soon be greatly developed, and their spell skills will advance by leaps and bounds. By then, regardless of Drew,
Yi, magicians, paladins, alchemists, shamans, and soul walkers are all no match for the witch doctor."
Farahim's eyes shone brightly, and he leaned forward, his long fangs almost poking into his face.
"But -" Shen Zhimo immediately changed his face to a compassionate face: "As a negotiator of the Senian Empire, you can imagine the contradictions in my heart. I hope that the two countries will continue to be friendly for generations and never have a war. When I see those
The sorrow of the old man and the tears of the child. I am at a loss, alas!"
Farahim suddenly remembered the two people's positions. His enthusiasm was immediately doused by ice water, and he said: "I also hope that the negotiation will end as soon as possible, but the matter cannot be decided by me alone, and Lord Nostradamus,
The opinions of Governor Chromaggus and others cannot be ignored."
"I will find a way to convince Warlord Chromaggus. When the peace talks are successful, I will give you the Holy Book of Witchcraft and Medicine, which contains a large number of pharmacological records."
Farahim said: "Then what concessions can the Senian Empire make?" He already had a vague intention of treating him as one of his own.
"What are the conditions for the Thunder Emirate?" Shen Zhimo asked.
"The army must not withdraw from the Dark Swamp, but we don't have to pay that much in compensation." Farahim was not vague about the key issue.
Shen Zhimo touched his chin and stood up and said, "In this case, you should think about it carefully. It's getting late and I have to go back first."
"That's...ok, I'll think about it again."
Shen Zhimo took out a piece of paper and wrote a few lines of words, and said: "This is a medicine to treat the backlash of the curse. You can mix it yourself and try to take it for a few days. If it doesn't work within seven days, you can just come to me. Oh, it's all about us humans.
If you don’t understand the name, just find a way to look it up in a dictionary and compare it yourself.”
Farahim took it and looked at it, and it read:
, beans, beef bone marrow, lamb bones, mussels, pig kidneys, scallops, mulberry, ginseng, seahorse." He did not doubt the authenticity of this list, scratched his head and said: "The cow heads from our Thunder Emirate and Nicholas Prairie.
People are close allies, so the chief asked us not to eat any cow body parts to show respect for our allies, this cow marrow...".
"You can just replace it with sheep marrow. It's up to you. As a witch doctor, do you need me to say more?"
Once the offensive and defensive alliance was determined within the diplomatic delegation, Prince Torsedlin was in bad luck. Because of the years of grudges, Wicklow had no intention of being polite and imprisoned him in the basement of the villa, where he was beaten and tortured every day.
Not in human form.
Three days later, the negotiations still made little progress. Nostradamus's attitude was still so tough, and there were gradually voices of doubt within the delegation.
In the evening, before the sun set, a group of dusty cavalry entered Guiwu Town from the west line of Guiwu Peak. There were about 25 people in this group of cavalry. They did not wear the armor of the army's regular equipment, but were uniformly lighter in weight.
Their leather armor, after running all the way, has long been dimmed by the dust. They are in good spirits and full of energy. As if they have taken ten times the dose of nightmare vine, the excitement on their faces does not look like they came to fight in Ghost Mist Town, but like
I went to visit a prostitute at Chun Shui Street.
The cavalry troops were neat and tidy, with everyone standing straight on horseback. Their faces were calm and calm, but full of murderous intent, as if they were victorious troops who had just returned from the battlefield. However, on the contrary, their horses had mottled coats, and they were full of murderous intent.
Some are tall and some are short, some are fat and some are thin. Their buttocks are branded by different horse shops, and they seem to be purchased temporarily. Such a team of well-organized cavalry rides on inferior horses, which makes people suspicious.
The guards guarding the only passage at the west entrance of the town immediately stepped forward to investigate, pressed the sword on their waists tightly, and shouted: "Everyone dismount. Show your IDs!" The current security in Guiwu Town is much stricter than that in Elida City, except for this person.
If the town residents and other personnel do not carry documents signed by the diplomatic delegation, the Prime Minister, and the military department, and fail to answer the password of the day, they will be regarded as spies and killed on the spot.
The leader of the cavalry did not dismount. He smiled faintly, took out a document and flew it over, saying: "We are the personal bodyguards of Mr. Saga, the deputy director of the Ministry of Magic Research Institute, and we are ordered to protect his safety. You can also see the current situation.
Here we are, Lord Saga bears the heavy responsibility of peace talks. If anything happens, we can't afford it, so we should get out of the way quickly."
The guard calmed down slightly, read the document carefully, checked the authenticity of the Ministry of Magic's seal, and said, "Please wait a moment." He turned to the other person and said, "Go and notify Lord Saga immediately."
"No need, Sir Saga asked me to come and pick them up. The orcs wanted to do harm to you, so they urgently dispatched the personal guards. You don't have to doubt their identity." Aubrey had just arrived in a carriage and shouted to the leading cavalry.
: "Rodan, why are you still standing there? Hurry over, my lord is waiting for you."
It was griffon knight Rodan and his security guards who came. Before leaving, they only brought Aubrey and a few people with them, but they had to deal with an extremely complicated situation. Shen Zhimo felt deeply that he was short of manpower, so he flew an owl to send a message and summoned his men.
The soldiers came to help him accomplish his task. The soldiers marched in a hurry, and it only took three days, which was much faster than when Shen Zhimo came slowly by carriage.
Wicklow's villa has almost become the private residence of the Vice-President. Although Saga and his men are still polite, the bloody hole on the shoulder of the commander of the expeditionary force and the tragic end of the prince left a deep impression on him. He can ask for anything.
No one dared to complain about anything. Led by Aubrey, Rodin and his entourage dismounted their horses in front of the villa. Professional grooms from the army immediately rushed over to take the horses to feed and care for them.
Stomping on the riding boots, we climbed up to the third floor. Apart from the uniform footsteps, no one made any noise, and no one looked around. Rodin's whip and stick turned these former gangsters and soldiers into a master of tigers and wolves.
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Everyone stopped in the corridor, and Aubrey pointed to the room: "The boss is waiting for you inside, come in quickly."
"Sir." Rodin took off his hat and saluted respectfully towards the back of a bored figure sitting on the window sill.
"Okay, how are you pretending to be? Do you need to be reserved in front of me?" Shen Zhimo turned around, threw away an adventure novel called "The Devil's Principle", looked at it lazily, and asked: "I want to
Alva brought in four soldiers who were not very tall, ordered them to line up, and said: "Take off!"
What to take off? Of course, they are taking off their clothes. The four soldiers looked at each other for a moment, then took off their helmets, masks, and leather armor, revealing their graceful and exquisite figures. They were only wearing a small underwear, with bulging breasts, slender waists, and round and slender thighs.
Aren't they all women? They have slightly high eyebrows, rough skin, protruding chins, sharp canine teeth, and coveted figures, but their looks don't seem to be very standard for human aesthetics.
They are all young female half-orcs recruited by Mrs. Ogden, the proprietress of Fragrant Milk. Under the scorching gazes of everyone, they are dressed in thin robes, revealing most of their skin. Some are wearing so little that even half of their breasts are exposed.
He rolled out without showing any coyness. Rodin said: "Sir, these four sweet-milk girls are all virgins. They have been trained by Mrs. Ogden personally, regardless of any posture, ventriloquism, chest technique, scream, crazy
Wild type, pure type, or perverted type, you are guaranteed to be satisfied.”
Shen Zhimo rubbed his chin and smiled: "Very good, Alva, you take the girls to take a bath and have a good night's rest. Tomorrow will be their time to work."
Rodan sat on the sofa next to the lustful vice-president and said, "Are the negotiations not going well? I think we should make an assassination plan to remove all the stumbling blocks. This time I brought a few Blood Crows
They can cooperate with Aubrey's assassins."
"Oh, no, no, you are wrong." Shen Zhimo waved his hand quickly: "Politics relies on brains to plan and calculate. How can it be done with bloody violence? Do you think that others are soft persimmons for you to manipulate?".