Zhang Qishan had even taken care of the demoness Yue Qiluo!
Everyone gasped.
The survivors of the Ding Residence had originally wanted to escape when Yue Qiluo and Zhang Qishan were about to fight.
However, he never expected that even Yue Qiluo, who knew magic, was not Zhang Qishan's match!
A bone-chilling coldness emanated from the entire Ding Residence.
If Zhang Qishan was already so powerful, then how terrifying would the young commander that he followed loyally be?!
He didn't even dare to think about it!
Behind him, Zhang Rishan looked at Zhang Qishan's back.
He was extremely surprised and shocked.
Just now, he wanted to whip Yue Qiluo.
But to be honest, he really didn't know how to deal with those mysterious paper men that Yue Qiluo was controlling.
However, Yue Qiluo, who he found troublesome, was easily defeated by Zhang Qishan with a few shots.
As expected of a person who could be the deputy commander of the major, Zhang Qishan was indeed powerful!
Yue Qiluo was even more shocked when her legs were shot and she couldn't stand still.
From the time Zhang Xuebing led his troops to break through the gate of the Ding Residence to the time Ding Maoshan was executed.
Yue Qiluo's heart did not waver at all.
Because she was certain that no one present was her match.
Not to mention hurting himself.
However, the battle had slapped Yue Qiluo in the face.
Zhang Qishan actually injured her!
Anger, surprise, unwillingness, and other emotions were mixed in Yue Qiluo's heart.
She glared angrily, and a ferocious expression appeared on her beautiful face!
She raised her hands, and two balls of dark green smoke came out of her sleeves.
In the smoke, the small paper figurines that covered the sky and earth pounced on Zhang Qishan like dense raindrops.
She had never suffered such humiliation.
Yue Qiluo swore to kill Zhang Qishan!
Zhang Qishan smiled contemptuously when he saw this.
He threw away the Mauser rifle in his hand.
He put Browning back on his waist.
He pulled over the torch held by the soldier beside him.
He took out half a barrel of gasoline from the back seat of the military vehicle.
He raised the oil barrel and splashed it on the paper figurines that were charging at him.
A huge fire burned all the paper figurines to ashes!
Raging flames surged into the sky!
The explosion was like a round sun hanging in the air.
Following the light, Zhang Qishan noticed.
These floating little paper figurines were stuck with thin threads!
If it wasn't for the intense fire, he wouldn't have been able to see it.
Following the thread, Zhang Qishan saw.
These threads were connected to Yue Qiluo's ten fingers!
As the elder brother of the Old Nine Gates, Zhang Qishan could tell at a glance.
This was the puppet technique of the trap technique!
It was a strange spell technique for building tombs!
This Yue Qiluo didn't know any spells at all!
What she knew were all kinds of secret techniques passed down from the tomb construction lineage!
Behind him, Eighth Brother of the Nine Old Sects also saw the trick.
He said in a low voice,"
"This is a mechanism technique!"
"The gravediggers who build tombs are best at all kinds of traps!”
Seeing through Yue Qiluo's " spell ", Zhang Qishan snorted coldly.
He grabbed the silk thread that was stuck to the paper figurine.
He exerted force with his arm and tore all the threads apart!
The little paper man that had lost control also turned into pieces of ordinary paper that slowly floated to the ground.
Yue Qiluo's eyes widened after her spell was seen through.
She looked at Zhang Qi Shan in surprise.
Yue Qiluo didn't understand how Zhang Qishan saw through it.
The threads of the puppet technique she was using were even thinner than a strand of hair!
The little paper figurines were also made through a secret technique!
If he wasn't in the sect, it was impossible for him to know the secrets of this place.
Could it be…?
Thinking of this, Yue Qiluo was even more amazed!
This Zhang Qishan came from a tomb raider family?
Surnamed Zhang... Grave robbing.
Could it be someone from the Zhang family?
Yue Qiluo turned to look at the black car in horror.
She was extremely shocked.
To be able to order the Zhang family around.
What was the identity of the Young Marshal Zhang Xuebing?!
Yue Qiluo didn't dare to think further.
Zhang Qishan walked up to Yue Qiluo, took out Browning and pressed it against Yue Qiluo's head.
He opened his mouth and said loudly,
"Young Marshal! This demoness doesn't know any spells!"
"It's just a smokescreen. I'm sorry to disappoint you!”
Zhang Xuebing, who was sitting in the car, nodded.
He waved his hand and said indifferently,
"I'm indeed a little disappointed."
"If there really are yao arts, this marshal doesn't mind raising a group of yao people for my use.”
After saying that, he rolled up the window.
The black car drove out of the Ding Residence and slowly left…
If the major left, he would be able to do whatever he wanted.
Zhang Qishan turned his head and looked at Yue Qiluo with an evil smile.
He pulled the bolt of Browning's gun, his index finger on the trigger. He was about to kill Yue Qiluo on the spot.
Seeing this, Eighth Brother hurriedly ran to Zhang Qishan.
He looked down at Yue Qiluo's beautiful face and whispered into Zhang Qishan's ear,"
"Lord Zeng, the young marshal is very romantic."
"This demoness is outstanding in appearance, and she even stepped forward to save Zhang Xianzong at the expense of her life. This shows how deep her feelings for Zhang Xianzong are.”
"Young Marshal has the legacy of Wei Wu and loves other people's wives.”
"Although this demoness isn't a wife, her heart belongs to someone else. She's no different from a wife.”
"Lord Zeng, why don't you send this witch to the Young Marshal's bed…Ah?”
Eighth Brother pushed up his round glasses halfway through his sentence.
He looked at the meaningful smile on Eighth Brother's face.
Zhang Qishan nodded.
The Young Marshal was indeed a good wife. This Yue Qiluo's beauty was of the highest quality, so she would surely be able to satisfy the Young Marshal's appetite.
He looked in the direction where the young marshal had driven off.
Zhang Qishan put away Browning and waved at the accompanying military doctor.
He said regretfully,"
"If I had known that the Young Marshal liked to be dissolute, I wouldn't have broken her legs! I still have to treat her, and the young marshal can't have fun!”
Behind him, Zhang Rishan raised his whip and pointed at the half-dead Zhang Xianzong.
"Sir, what about him? He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on. Even if he did not die, he would be crippled.”
Zhang Qishan didn't even look at Zhang Xianzong and said indifferently,
"What is the commander's order?"
"Eighty lashes!"
"If you can't get eighty lashes, I'll whip you myself!”
With that, he got into the military vehicle and left the Ding residence without looking back.
The accompanying military doctor also carried Yue Qiluo onto a stretcher and sent her back to the hospital for treatment.
This was the "main dish" that was going to be dedicated to the young marshal, so he couldn't be careless!
Qi Tiezui, the Eighth Brother of the Occult Sect, looked at the paper figurines scattered on the ground. He was quite interested.
It was accompanied by the sound of whipping.
Old Eighth squatted down and carefully examined the paper figurines.
Qi Tiezui discovered that these paper figurines were cut very neatly.
The cut was smooth, without any trace of over-cutting.
The thin threads that stuck to the paper figurine were even more delicate and undetectable!
Eighth Brother picked up a piece of wood that was burning in the fire and placed it on the thread.
With the help of the fire, he could see the appearance of the thin thread clearly.
He picked up the thread and pulled it gently.
He discovered that this thin thread was extremely tough!
He grabbed both ends of the thread with both hands and pulled it with all his might.
Qi Tiezui was shocked.
He used all his strength, but he still couldn't break the thread.
In fact, it even caused the thin threads to leave a deep mark on his palm!
Eighth Brother was extremely shocked.
This thin thread was so tough. How did Lord Zeng tear it apart just now?!
However, before he could figure it out...
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that the little paper figurine that seemed to be burning fiercely was actually not burned at all!
Eighth Brother could not help but widen his eyes in shock.
Paper figurines were ultimately made of paper!
Since it was made of paper, how could it not be afraid of fire?
Pushing his glasses up, Eighth Brother frowned and stared at the burning paper figurine.
After careful observation, he finally saw it.
There was a thin gap between the little paper man and the burning fire!
There was an invisible layer on the surface of these little paper figurines, making them impervious to fire and water!
Realizing this, Qi Tiezui was even more shocked!
The more he realized how extraordinary this little paper figurine was.
Eighth Brother was even more shocked.
He could not understand how Zhang Qishan won!
"Woof! Woof!"
Two sudden barks woke Eighth Brother up!
He turned around and saw Fifth Master Old Dog Wu walking over with a shivering puppy in his arms.
Seeing Eighth Brother's gaze, Old Dog Wu smiled and said,"
"I think Ding Maoshan's house is going to be raided.”
"Look, this puppy is so beautiful."
Old Master Wu of the Nine Gates was also known as Old Dog Wu.
He loved dogs and was kind by nature.
"You don't care if that dog is dirty or sick, and you just hold it in your arms?”
Jie Jiuye, who was strict by nature, frowned.
He raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples as he said with a frown.
Xie Jiuye had a chronic headache, and it often made him feel uncomfortable.
Old Dog Wu and Ninth Master Xie saw Eighth Brother squatting on the ground and studying the paper figurine.
The two of them also came forward to observe carefully.
Qi Tiezui pinched the thread in his hand and said,
"I can't pull the thin thread that controls the paper figurine. I really don't know how Lord Zeng broke it.”
Jie Jiuye tried, but he couldn't pull it off.
He nodded and said,"
"It really can't be pulled. I really don't know how it was refined.”
Qi Tiezui pointed at the burning paper man and said,
"That paper figurine is even more powerful. It can't be burned by fire, soaked in water, or invaded by water and fire!”
Jie Jiuye frowned and stared at the little paper figurine for a long time.
As expected, there seemed to be something between the paper figurine and the flames.
He didn't know how this was done.
Seeing that Old Dog Wu had not spoken, Ninth Master Jie asked,"
"Fifth Brother, why aren't you saying anything?”
Old Dog Wu straightened his body and said,"
"I've been wondering if this is our opponent.”
"That woman in red is undoubtedly using a puppet technique.”
"But I don't know if it's a puppet technique from the opposite family.”
"The threads controlling the puppets are extremely tough and difficult to break.”
"One end is connected to a finger, and the other end is connected to a paper figurine.”
"The paper figurines still have talismans that are soaked in poison. They burn spontaneously in the wind, cannot be extinguished in water, and cannot be destroyed by fire.”
"This technique of being impervious to fire and water is very similar to the methods used to deal with corpses in tombs.”
"The sect that made the paper figurines must be the group of people who created the tomb mechanism technique!”
Old Dog Wu's analysis made sense to the two of them.
The Old Nine Gates, Moving Mountains and Removing Ridges, was a grave robber.
The group of people who created the tomb mechanism technique were guarding against these grave robbers.
It could be said that the sect that made the paper figurines was the arch-enemy of the Old Nine Sects.
It was an enemy with a deep blood feud!
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