Hunting High School

The armored horse talisman, also known as "paper horse talisman" and "spiritual movement talisman", is a talisman that can help wizards run fast. It has been used in the wizarding world for thousands of years, and it is economical and has a wide range of uses.

The reason why this talisman is called 'Jiama', there are different opinions on the origin, and there is no consensus.

In the 18th century, Zhao Ji, a well-known wizard of textual research—the author of "Notes on the Twenty-Two Histories" and who once wrote that "there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years"—in his The 30th volume of "Xin Yu Cong Kao" once speculated that "in the past, when the gods were painted on paper, there were horses for riding, so they were called paper horses." They draw a horse for them to ride, so it is called 'paper horse'.

There is also a sorcerer surnamed Yu whose name is Zhaoyu, who wrote "Once Upon a Time in Tianxianglou", it says: It is customary to draw gods on paper, paint them with colors, and burn them after the sacrifice and competition, which is called Jiama.

In short, whether it is a paper horse or a armored horse, the wizarding community believes that they are all for the gods to ride, but the ordinary people can borrow their strength.

The most famous user of Jiama Talisman was Dai Zong, the Shenxing Taibao in the Northern Song Dynasty.

It is rumored that Master Dai is good at running fast, he can travel four hundred miles a day with a double-armored horse, and a hundred miles a day with four-armored horses—of course, with the passage of time and the development of magic technology, the speed of the armored horse talisman has increased. It has been greatly improved, and the speed of the top four horses is not only more than 30 miles per hour.

But no matter how it develops, this talisman has an unavoidable key: gods.

Traditional shamans believe that this talisman achieves the effect of assisting speed by channeling the divine power of the "Speed ​​Star". Therefore, to use this talisman, one must bathe and fast, pray devoutly, and burn it after use to respect the gods.

In the 17th century, Shi Daoyuan (Tiezhu Daoist), a famous shaman in Qionglong Mountain, once recorded an interesting incident in his diary: Once, Shi Daoyuan summoned Wen Shuai to descend. Before leaving, Wen Shuai asked for a horse. After burning several papers in a row, it will not be returned. Shi Yun: "Many armored horses have been enshrined." Wen Shuai judged: "The hoof of the armored horse you enshrined is broken, and you cannot ride it." So Shi Daoyuan found the armored horse that had not been incinerated to check. It turned out that the template was broken , The horseshoe is broken but not connected. Then Shi Daoyuan continued the horseshoe with a talisman, and Wen Shuai left.

However, with the passage of time, especially after the rise of the Dimensionists, wizards have gained new analysis and insights into the inheritance of various mysterious items in the past. When using it, there are few actions such as "bathing and burning incense" and "pray sincerely".

Just like Zheng Qing, when he used the 'Jiama Talisman', he always drew it as he used it, and then forgot it after using it. Never bathed or fasted, let alone prayed.

According to the old people, he is going to be in bad luck with his appearance.

So, when he was running alone in the boundless wilderness with a large group of monsters of all kinds behind him, he couldn't help but think of this.

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"Gods and Buddhas all over the sky, Sanqing, Tathagata, Yawei, and Allah, please bless my horse and run quickly."

"I enshrine the pig's head to you in my heart..."

This is a last resort, the young wizard thought in his heart—it was definitely not meant to be perfunctory or disrespectful.

After all, he was fleeing for his life in a wilderness hunting ground, and there was no way to set up an altar or burn incense to offer sacrifices.

Moreover, there are no pig heads for sacrifices on the wasteland.

There are only endless weeds growing unscrupulously in the wild. Looking from a distance, it looks like a huge blanket that is fluffy, extending from the bottom of the feet to the horizon, boundless.

Zheng Qing didn't know where the horizon was, although he yelled at the monsters to 'wait for them at the horizon', but he didn't really intend to run to the horizon - after all, he only had six pieces of armor tied to his legs Horse Talisman, the distance that can run is very limited.

He just hoped that he could run to the hill in his vision before the six talisman papers were burned out.

Just stay as far away from everyone as possible.

However, mental fatigue and lack of physical strength made this little hope gradually become a luxury.

Before coming out of the Four Elephant Formation, Zheng Qing tied six armored horses to his legs——the magic movement talisman has superimposed characteristics, as long as it can bear it, the more the better——the specific speed of the six horses is not clear to the young wizard. Not really measured. But there is no doubt that this superimposed use of talismans will definitely burden the body much heavier than the burden of two horses or four horses.

His footsteps became heavier and heavier, and his breath smelled of rust.

Zheng Qing knew that it was not the real rust, but the bloody breath rising from the alveoli and throat.

This means that the distance he can run is getting shorter and shorter.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs dead horses.

It means that the distance is very close, but in fact it is still far away.

Just like the small hill not far away in Zheng Qing's eyes.

Half of the six armored horse talismans had been burned, but the hilltop was still sitting not far away in his field of vision, as if the distance between the two was constant and they would never be able to run away.

"Gods and Buddhas all over the sky, Sanqing, Tathagata, Yawei, and Allah, please bless my horse and run quickly."

"Give me a little more time to play around..."

With six armored horses tied to his legs, Zheng Qing, who is racing wildly in the wild, is really cool.

Especially behind him, followed by a large group of howling monsters.

But pulling the wind is a very labor-intensive job.

So, when his mana was about to run out and he started to stagger a little, the young wizard felt a little regret in his heart—the time to pull the wind was a little short.

The howling of the demon group was getting closer and closer, and at this moment, a severe headache suddenly rushed up. The young wizard who was already overdrawn screamed, his feet went limp, and he rolled to the ground.

... Blessed by gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

... If you can survive, I will offer you a few high-scented plants.

Before completely fainting, such a thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind.

...

...

A winged squirrel spread its limbs, puffed up the wide membrane between its waist and legs, trying to float faster. As one of the first batch of members following the young wizard, it has enough confidence to surpass the wolf monster beside it and the sparrow monsters above its head, and take the first bite on that fresh and delicious wizard with an attractive smell. body.

Nose or ears?

The meat there has a crispy bone, which makes it more chewy.

The mouth is also a good choice... I heard that the wizard's heart is very delicious, and it can save a lot of effort to drill it through the mouth.

Saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and drifted behind him with the sound of violent wind surging around him. The flying squirrel demon's scarlet eyes were full of greed and longing. Its eyes wandered around the young wizard, sized it up, and chose the direction of its attack.

Or, that crystal clear red eye?

The distance of a few hundred meters was fleeting, and as expected, the flying squirrel took the lead and was the first to pounce on it.

If he had eyes in the back of his head and could see the sarcasm in the white wolf demon king's eyes, he might have considered slowing down his own pace for a little bit - but there was no such thing.

The Momonga also chose its own target, the red eyes of the young wizard.

For monsters, beautiful red eyes are more popular than luxurious fur and majestic figure.

The mouse monster opened its mouth wide, and bit it down with its sharp and fine teeth.

"boom!"

Crimson flames rose from the young wizard's body, and instantly enveloped the mouse demon that rushed forward.

"squeak……!"

The rat demon only had time to let out a scream before it was swallowed by the red flame and turned into a pile of dry bones in the blink of an eye. (to be continued)