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Chapter 9844 Witchcraft

Yizhou Military Camp.

Three days later, Luo Fengtang finally arrived at Ziyan.

"Master Marquis, the indigenous people have come to an end. By then, they can provide us with 20,000 horses."

Zi Yan reported bit by bit on the affairs of the 100,000 mountain natives.

After the indigenous people's meeting, all ethnic groups were acting in accordance with the resolutions reached at the meeting, and various affairs came together, making it extremely busy.

But these specific matters are no longer handled by Ziyan.

Even if Luo Fengtang doesn't send Yunying to deliver the message, Ziyan himself will return to Yizhou City in the near future.

It's just speeding up now.

"Okay, the matters over there will be left to Mr. Wei for the time being."

Luo Fengtang nodded.

Wei Lanfeng temporarily acts as the county governor. For him, this is a rare opportunity in his life, and it may even be his only chance.

If he cannot seize this opportunity firmly, he may never have another chance in the future.

"Well, Lord Marquis, are there any new changes in the military camp these days?"

Zi Yan received a message from Yun Ying, which told him everything that happened in the general camp.

"Yes, come with me."

Luo Fengtang stood up, opened the back door and walked out.

After walking for a while, Luo Fengtang opened a low door and lowered his head to go in. Inside was a secret semi-basement.

Many soldiers are imprisoned here.

Luo Fengtang didn't need to explain. Zi Yan only took one look at the conditions of the soldiers and knew what Luo Fengtang meant by the new changes.

The soldiers sat motionless, as if they were demented, their eyes were dull, foam was coming from the corners of their mouths from time to time, and their mental state looked very bad, as if they had not slept for many days.

"The condition is getting worse and worse, but the doctors in the military camp can't find anything wrong."

Luo Fengtang frowned.

Of course, such a large military camp is equipped with a doctor, but this doctor can only treat common problems such as headaches and brain fever. He is at a loss to deal with the problems faced by these soldiers now.

What's even more frightening is that the doctor himself has been infected and is now bedridden. He has asked his family to take care of him.

If this situation continues to spread, it will not only cause trouble for the military camp, but may even turn into a huge crisis for Yizhou City.

"Ziyan, take a look, is it a special kind of Gu?"

Luo Fengtang had already thought of Gu magic, but whether it was true or not, he couldn't give a clear answer.

Zi Yan pursed her lips and stepped forward quickly. Her hands had already been put on the rare white silkworm gloves.

"Snapped……"

The palm of his hand gently patted the sitting soldier's head, but there was a sound.

Immediately, she inspected it carefully, then shook her head and said: "It's not a voodoo technique. A voodoo technique is generally based on voodoo insects. No matter what voodoo technique, voodoo insects are indispensable. The key point of voodoo techniques is how to cultivate voodoo insects."

"It's okay to use the human body as a vessel to cultivate it, but if it doesn't have this kind of symptom, it's definitely not the cause of the Gu insect."

Ziyan Export denied the possibility that this celebrity suffered from the poison.

"Look at the other soldiers..."

Luo Fengtang reminded.

Just looking at one soldier is naturally not enough to convince you. You must look at several more to be sure.

"Okay, let's go see others."

Later, Zi Yan went to check on the other soldiers.

About half an hour later, she left the place and returned to the main room with Luo Fengtang.

The military camp is now heavily guarded, and passwords must be verified for entry and exit. However, so many people fell ill this time that there were gaps in defense in many places.

"It's witchcraft, using a special kind of bacteria."

Zi Yan looked solemn.

In fact, she had already noticed it at the time, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"bacteria?"

Luo Fengtang obviously didn't understand this aspect.

"Witchcraft is generally popular in South Vietnam. They use moldy things to cultivate all kinds of weird bacteria. Those bacteria are poisonous, especially when some of them cause diseases and can be quickly transmitted."

Zi Yan explained.

“It’s hard to guard against it!”

"I originally thought they were going to use a new type of Guyuan Pill to deal with our soldiers, but I didn't expect they were using special witchcraft."

Luo Fengtang sighed slightly.

These mysterious methods made him feel a little tired.

"Maybe it's not just military camps. This kind of witchcraft fungus can quickly infect people. Unless they are warriors with strong internal strength and can protect themselves, ordinary people don't have much ability to resist."

Zi Yan frowned and said.

"Is there a way to deal with it?"

Luo Fengtang was a little anxious. If this disease caused by witchcraft spread to the entire Yizhou City, the trouble would be big.

Once the entire Yizhou is paralyzed, the Yang family of Bozhou may take the opportunity to invade and occupy the entire Yizhou. At that time, he will not be able to explain to Qi Xingyun and the people of Daqi.

"I have no choice. Only by finding someone who is proficient in witchcraft can we find a solution to the problem."

Zi Yan shook her head.

She only has certain attainments in voodoo, but there is nothing she can do about this kind of witchcraft.

"Then we can only find Master Wuma Qing."

Luo Fengtang pursed his lips. In fact, he didn't really want to go to Master Wuma Qing.

Back in the underground palace in Zhuque County, he expelled two veteran martial arts masters, Wuma Qingshi, the chief elder of the Southern Witch Cult, and Sima Tianzhi, the king of the Persian Cult, and established contact with both of them.

Sima Tianzhi, the Persian sect, did not return to Persia, but went to the separatist and rebellious Beilijia territory. Wuma Qingshi, the chief elder of the South witch sect, returned to the land of South Vietnam, but several South Vietnamese disciples he brought with him still stayed in

Zhuque County.

The reason is very simple. Those South Vietnamese people were injured in the underground palace, so they were forced to stay in Zhuque County to recuperate.

Now Zhuque County is still a whirlpool, and many forces have been deployed in it. How could they leave so easily?

"Without further ado, Zi Yan, go to Zhuque County and bring people here in person."

Luo Fengtang finally made up his mind.

There are some things that must be done. Although Wuma Qingshi must be on guard, as long as he has different ideas from other elders in the Southern Witch Cult, they can cooperate to a limited extent.

Wuma Qingshi is a local sect. If it were not for the relics of the Holy Duke in the underground palace of Zhuque County that warriors could not resist, he would not easily leave the land of South Vietnam and go to Zhuque County.

Therefore, his ideas are very different from those of the outsiders who want to preach outside and expand the sphere of influence of the Southern Witch Cult. The two sides have even come to the point where they only have one thing in common: the Southern Witch Cult.

"Okay, Lord Marquis, please wait in the military camp for a few days. If you can control it, control it and try not to let any news leak. I will bring people over as soon as possible."

Zi Yan didn't ask who she needed to bring over. There was no need to ask about this kind of thing. As long as she went to Zhuque County, she would naturally understand.

Ziyan used the fastest speed and arrived in Zhuque County in only three days.
Chapter completed!
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