Control living people?

Everyone was stunned.

Then, the complicated thoughts surged and eroded the brain.

It can be seen from everyone's expressions that they are thinking a lot at the moment.

After a moment, Li Jianglong licked his dry lips and asked in a hoarse voice: "So, he was controlled while he was alive? Can you tell me in detail, what kind of performance or characteristics does this control... have?"

I nodded, and then shook the awl in my hand: "This thing is called the soul staff head. When a person is still a baby, it has to be driven into the body."

I pointed to the hole on the top of the dead body's head and said: "This is the gate of the human head. During the period of infants and young children, the human skull is not completely closed. The position of the gate is soft. You can find this by touching the top of the baby's head."

The head of the soul staff can only be penetrated into the human body during this period. After the skull is closed, it will no longer be able to be penetrated..."

"etc!"

Lao Bai raised his hand, pointed at the head of the soul staff in my hand, and said, "How long is this thing? About... more than forty centimeters, right?"

When the baby is just born, it is only a little longer, from head to toe, about fifty centimeters at most, right?

How do you get this thing in?

If it is inserted all at once, then it must not be inserted from head to toe? Can this person still live?

So when you talk about controlling a living person, don't you mean stabbing the baby to death all at once, and then using some mysterious power to transform the baby into some kind of living dead?"

"Thinking too much...

The head of the soul staff was not this long in the beginning.

It's only about less than one centimeter at most, and it's very thin, like a needle.

When nailing in through the door, you have to be a master and skillfully avoid the vital points inside the head, so as not to cause any harm to the baby as much as possible, otherwise, it will be considered a failure."

I sighed: "The evil thing about this thing is that after it is nailed to a human body, it will absorb the flesh and blood essence from the human body to maintain its operation.

During this process, its size will also become larger and larger. The magical thing is that after being warmed by flesh and blood, it has almost become a part of the body. It cannot be regarded as a foreign body and will avoid all the vital points of the brain, or

Say, it itself becomes part of the brain.

Therefore, a person with a soul staff nailed on the head will not feel any abnormality. As long as the maker of this thing does not give instructions through the soul staff head, he will not be affected at all and can remain himself most of the time. But there are also

Some more obvious features.

For example, the head of the soul staff absorbs the essence of flesh and blood, so this person always looks sallow, looks sickly, like a patient, and is particularly good at eating.

For another example, once they catch a cold or fall ill, their first reaction is not a fever, but a headache.

Furthermore, the soul staff head exists in his head, which can make his thinking extremely agile and his intelligence different from ordinary people.

However, I also said that the soul staff head is made of blood. This kind of thing is generally connected with the mind of the maker. When the maker gives an order to the host through the soul staff head, the order will directly interfere with the host's consciousness.

It has almost no ability to resist and will instinctively carry out the orders of the producer.

My handbook says that in tribes that believed in the twelve ancestral witches in ancient times, wizards would use this method to control some people. These people became the spokespersons of the ancestral witches. They gave orders and controlled these people through the heads of their soul staffs.

These people influence the tribe in all aspects...

Look at this corpse. It's fluffy. It's clear that the body is not rotten, but the flesh and blood are like the minced meat of a smelly fish. It looks like the essence of flesh and blood has been completely lost. This is because even if the person dies, the head of the soul staff will remain.

It will continue to absorb the essence of flesh and blood from the body, turning the corpse into what it is now."

I saw Li Jianglong's expression moved slightly, as if he had remembered something.

Then, without us having to do anything, Li Jianglong took out a pair of rubber gloves from his backpack, reached out and groped around on the dead body.

It was also difficult for her. How could a delicate young lady ever do such a thing?

As soon as he got close to the dead body, the smell made him retching twice, tears welling up in his eyes, and thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. However, his movements were swift, and he quickly untied the layer of soft armor on the dead body.

There were several more layers of rotten shrouds, and after the shrouds were torn apart by three attempts, the so-called brand of Brother Yaozi finally revealed its true appearance.

This is not a token!

This thing is long and thin, shaped like a dagger, but the top is bifurcated, and the upper end is obviously bladed, the lower end is rectangular, and there are protruding teeth on both sides of the bottom. It looks like a bronze object.

"This is Yazhang!"

Lao Bai glanced at it and said with a smile: "Damn it, this thing is quite old. I remember when the country first dug up this thing, no one knew what it was. They thought it was a military talisman. Later, I studied it.

It took me a long time to realize that it turned out to be a ritual vessel used for sacrifices in the past!!

Hey, hey, don’t take it away, I’ll take another look!”

Seeing Li Jianglong pull the Yazhang off the dead body, Lao Bai came closer and took a closer look: "Oh, this thing is interesting. If it were on the black market, it could be sold for a sky-high price!

Look, there are two layers of patina on it. The outer layer is gray, which is obviously the stuff from the old pit. The inner layer is black, which is obviously the old pit.

This thing, I think, is something from the Xia Dynasty at least. It was dug out later and played with for a long, long time. The patina of the old man's pit turned into an old man's pit, and then damn it

After this person died, he was buried underground with this thing. After a thousand years, another layer of laosheng pit's paste appeared on top. This happened over and over again. It's an interesting story. This kind of interesting thing

There are many things that people are willing to accept!”

This guy's eyes lit up when he saw the golden treasure.

To be precise, my eyes were opened by the sight of money.

After all the comments, he didn't notice at all that Li Jianglong's hand holding the Yazhang next to him was trembling slightly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This person obviously knows the origin of this thing, and has a series of bad associations.

There is nothing to study about this dead man. He only has a few characteristics on his body. If we pull it back and forth, there is no need to continue to support it. After all, it is a smelly dead body. Let’s take a look at the aquatic brother.

Although he was a rough man who didn't care about burial, he was holding a dead body that was as emaciated as a pile of minced meat in his arms. After a long time, he still couldn't bear it, and he was so smoked that he burst into tears.

So I signaled Brother Shuisheng to put the dead body in the coffin. Then I walked up to Li Jianglong and patted her on the shoulder: "What's wrong? Does this Yazhang have anything to say?"

"I know who this tomb is, and I also know who this person is."

Li Jianglong lowered his head and looked at the corpse in the coffin, and said with difficulty: "Thirteen major bandits, the sick master, Wei Ji!"

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