ring of beasts

This technique of lowering one's head seems scary and mysterious to outsiders, and one is feared like a snake or scorpion.

But in fact, the head-lowering technique also has many benefits, and it can change people's luck, wealth, official fortune, etc.

Especially for the miasma poisonous insects in Nanyang, the head-lowering technique can also exorcise evil spirits, cure poisons, etc.

Therefore, the head-lowering technique should be a kind of magic that is both good and evil.

People from various countries in Southeast Asia respect Jiangtou Master very much, and even visit Jiangtou Master often. This shows the people of the country that Feng Shui is not much different.

Therefore, people in the area where the Jiangtou Master is generally respect the Jiangtou Master very much, so when the woman in white saw Yang Guang and his group being aggressive, she was not willing to lead them to where Jawa was.

But at this moment, Yang Guang threatened the lives of a whole village, and the woman had no choice.

We can only hope that the powerful Master Jawa can destroy Yang Guang.

Gawa's location is located in the center of the island, and it can be reached in a few minutes. It can be seen that the original girl is leading Yang Guang around.

There is a large wooden house here with a wall outside. It feels like a temple, but it actually is.

Several young monks ran out of the wooden house. They were all wearing white robes and had shaved heads.

The young monk stared blankly at Yang Guang, who had an evil look on his face, and dozens of expressionless men in black holding rifles.

"Who are you?" an older monk asked in horror.

"Let Jawa come out," Yang Guang said coldly.

"How dare you call the master by his first name"

"Pa" Yang Guang slapped him away with his backhand and walked into the courtyard with his legs up.

The monk who had been there for several years came to stop Yang Guang, but Roger shot him in the thigh several times. They immediately lay on the ground and howled wildly.

There was only one building in the yard, a wooden house. Yang Guang walked in.

It was very dark inside, with a faint scent of sandalwood, and something with a ghostly talisman around it.

Sitting on the futon on the side was a bald, thin old man in black and white robes. He was chanting sutras in a low voice.

"Are you Jawa?" Yang Guang asked.

"Yes" the old man opened his eyes, stopped chanting sutras, and opened his eyes a little.

"A year and a half ago, did you teach a Chinese to fly down?"

"Not bad," the old man said lightly.

"If you have the guts, dare to do it. Where is his soul, and who ordered you?" Yang Guang asked forcefully, while placing the rifle on his head.

Yang Guang knew that someone must have instigated this Jawa to do the trick on Murong Yunxuan's father. Otherwise, how could he, a domestic official, be worthy of Jawa's attack, and there would be no reason to offend him.

But the old man closed his eyes and never said a word.

Yang Guang put his foot on the old man's body, then pushed him to the ground and stamped his feet several times. The old man was kicked by Yang Guang until he vomited blood, but he didn't say a word.

He looked like he was ready to be killed and he didn't resist.

Yang Guang looked at Lao Xian in confusion. This head-down master was too weak. He was no different from an ordinary old man.

It's not at the same level as Lao Xian's ability to drive ghosts to knock down a dozen wolf cavalry.

It turns out that this kind of flying spell is a kind of curse that can only be used to plot against people in the dark. It uses human hair or blood as a medium to secretly curse others.

A simple-minded master can make people suffer from bad luck and lose their soul.

Those who practice the Tao as profound as Jawa can summon the soul of a person from thousands of miles away with just their hair and other items.

But this is a very complicated process, and a certain amount of time must be given. First, you need to carve a portrait, and then put hair, blood, etc. into the statue. After a few days of casting the spell, it will be successful.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist. It's that they don't have the ability to fight head-on. Although they can steal people's souls from thousands of miles away, they have no means to resist someone as barbaric as Yang Guang.

Those medicine masters and insect masters may be able to resist a little or two.

"Pretend to be dead and play with me without saying a word." Yang Guang sneered and said, "Roger, tie up all his disciples and capture everyone on the island."

"I want you, old man, to see all these people burned to death in front of you." Yang Guang said to Jawa word for word. "If my father-in-law cannot be saved, then all the people on the island should be buried with him."

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Murong Yunxuan would have gone crazy with joy if she heard Yang Guang call her father father-in-law.

After saying that, Yang Guang stopped doing ideological work for Jawa to see how long he could last.

When Roger heard this, he immediately sent vampire warriors to arrest people everywhere. Although the island had a population of 200, most of them were black, thin and short, so they were no match for the vampire warriors.

After a while, more than 200 people were kidnapped by Roger and others in a daze and gathered in front of the temple. The vampires pointed their black guns at the natives.

These natives were frightened and trembling. Especially the small village that Yang Guang passed through first, who had just sent Yang Guang away, was captured by Yang Guang again.

Jawa's apprentice also had his legs broken and was thrown into the crowd.

The residents of the archipelago faced the black muzzles of guns, kowtowed, and chattered something. Yang Guang didn't care and asked Roger to start pouring gasoline.

Some people knew that the disaster was coming, and even though their hands were tied, they still tried to escape.

After just a few steps, the vampires knocked him unconscious with rifle butts and threw him into the crowd.

Roger and the others ignored them and continued to pour oil on the crowd. After a while, the two hundred or so people were all wet.

"Hey!" Roger lit the lighter.

The natives below all looked horrified and looked at Roger's lighter with wide eyes, knowing that when the lighter fell, their lives would end.

"You devil, I have led you to find Master Jawa, why don't you let us go?" the woman in white who led Yang Guang asked angrily.

"You must blame your Master Jawa. My father-in-law was subjected to the flying technique for no reason. He has been doing it for more than a year and his life is worse than death."

"Since Master Jawa refuses to revive my father-in-law, I have no choice but to find some random people to bury him with him," Yang Guang said calmly.

"When you die, don't blame me. You can only blame your respected Master Jawa for killing others. You have suffered the same disaster as a fish in a pond."

Yang Guang waved his hand and Roger threw out the lighter.

The shiny zippo lighter was thrown high. It flashed into a meteor in the sky and went straight to the crowd.

The residents on the island all looked desperate. Many people were so frightened that they peed on the spot. Some people instantly collapsed to the ground, while others closed their eyes in despair.

The vast majority of people simply did not understand what Yang Guang said, nor did they know what happened, so they had to say goodbye to this world.

"Don't—" Gawa ran out of the door. He fell to the ground and stretched out his hand to try to catch the lighter that was about to fall. His eyes showed guilt and hatred.

Yang Guang turned to look at him and smiled coldly.

A white line quickly flew out of Yang Guang's arms. He held the lighter that was about to land in his mouth.

Most of the people's expressions softened and they fainted, including Gawa.

The remaining people became incontinent as soon as their bodies relaxed.

Yang Guang lifted up Gawa who had fainted and slapped him awake.

"How are you? Are you still showing off?" Yang Guang asked coldly.

"I'll go with you, you let them go, they are innocent," Gawa said in a low voice.

"Pa" Yang Guang raised his hand and slapped him in the face, "You have the nerve to tell me that you are innocent, isn't my father-in-law innocent? He has never offended you, a great head-dressing master."

Blood flowed down the corner of Gawa's mouth. He was speechless and lowered his head.

He has always been regarded as a god by the residents of the island, and even by people hundreds of thousands of miles away. He has never suffered such humiliation.

But Yang Guang's words left him speechless. He was also entrusted by others and had never met Murong Yunxuan's father.

"Get out of here," Yang Guang said to the collapsed residents.

Although these people were so frightened that their legs and feet were weak, they all ran away quickly after the woman in white translated Yang Guang's words.

Even Jawa's disciples limped away and were never seen again.

Not only Jawa, but also Lao Xian was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat and could hardly stand still.

The first time I met Yang Guang, hundreds of people from the Yueqing Gang fell to the ground with their heads rolling down.

Within two days, hundreds more people were almost burned to death by Yang Guang.

The moment the lighter was about to hit the ground, he was so frightened that he almost peed. Even if the head-dropping master was feared by others like snakes and scorpions, he was not so murderous.

If Yang Guang knew what he was thinking, he would definitely question him fiercely, is this my fault? Can you blame me?

The Yueqing Gang wants to rob my property, should I let them rob it in vain?

This Jawa killed Murong Yun's father. Now I just want Jawa to save him, but he refuses. What can I do?

Could it be that watching Murong's father lying on the bed was worse than dying for the rest of his life?

Jawa silently packed a small gray cloth pocket and walked to Yang Guang and said, "Let's go"

Yang Guang didn't say much after hearing this, grabbed him and threw him into the Ring World, and then Lao Xian and others were also put into the Ring World.

The residents on the island did not see Yang Guang and his group leaving. Half a day later, someone boldly came over to explore, only to find that there was no one there.

Jawa was just silent and had no reaction to being thrown into the world of the Ring.

Yang Guang had been gone for a day, and Murong Yunxuan was pacing back and forth anxiously in the ward.

Yang Guang has made it increasingly difficult for her to understand how he could jump from such a high place without seeing anyone alive or dead.

Also, Yang Guang once said that he had defeated Li Qinxue. She couldn't believe it, but it seemed to be true.

Little did she know that in Yang Guang's eyes, someone of Li Qinxue's level was no different than an ant.

"I'm back," Yang Guang said behind Murong Yunxuan.

"Ah, you scared me," Murong Yunxuan exclaimed, then pouted, "I thought you jumped off the building this morning."

"Then how could I let go of such a beautiful little nun like you?" Yang Guang said with a smile.

"You still said that!"

"Okay, let's get down to business now." After Yang Guang said that, two weirdos appeared next to him.

One is Lao Xian and the other is Jawa.

"Start" Yang Guang asked Jawa to start awakening Murong's father and asked Lao Xian to supervise to prevent Jawa from doing anything.

But Yang Guang is not too worried. He will definitely not joke with the lives of hundreds of people again. (To be continued...)