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"Ah? What does that mean?"
Kong Ying exclaimed again. The clue that Fan Feng was pursuing regarding Zhang Qi was provided by her, and it was also she who led the Ancient Sorcerer there. If anything happened to Fan Feng, how could she live with herself?
"Sister Kong Ying, don't be so alarmed. Since the Ancient Sorcerer can pin it down, there must be a way to force it out."
Fan Feng remained calm, partly due to her profession, but more importantly, after what had just happened, she had great confidence in the Ancient Sorcerer.
The Ancient Sorcerer shook his head and said:
"This thing is still in her neck; of course, it needs to be forced out. Right now, I'm just pinning it down."
Strictly speaking, it should be subdued. Peach wood, also known as "Peach Wood," has the function of warding off evil and calming spirits; it is a type of wood with spiritual properties that can even kill deities.
In the early Xia Dynasty, the leader of the Dongyi tribe, Yi, was said to be a divine figure sent by heaven to rule the world. He was known for his bravery and archery skills and once led his people to seize power from the Xia Dynasty. However, he was ultimately killed by a trusted foreign ally through treachery under a staff made of peach wood.
Whether this legend is true or not is unknown to the Ancient Sorcerer, but one thing is certain: peach wood is commonly used in witchcraft as a talisman against evil. In the early pre-Qin period, shamans already used peach wood to make "Peach Wood Staffs," which are peach wood rods combined with brooms made from reeds. The former could repel ghosts, while the latter was used to sweep away misfortune. By the time of the Western Zhou and Spring and Autumn periods, when a ruler visited a subject's home for condolences, a shaman would lead the way holding a Peach Wood Staff. Upon arriving at the deceased's home, they would wave the broom around the corpse to protect the ruler's safety and drive away any negative energy from the body. The reason why the Peach Wood Staff could perform such functions mainly lies in the "spiritual energy" of the peach wood rod, referred to in witchcraft as True Spirit.
Understanding this property of peach wood and having previously discovered that the peach wood in Tongxin Hall contained True Spirit, when he noticed Fan Feng's curse acting up, he did not hesitate to stab her with peach wood, successfully pinning down those two Blood-Drinking Centipedes.
However, this was only temporary because there wasn't enough True Spirit in the peach wood to directly lift the curse of the Blood-Drinking Centipedes.
In other words, if at this moment the Ancient Sorcerer were to pull out those two pieces of peach wood from Fan Feng's neck, it would definitely act up again.
"What should we do? Just tell me."
Fan Feng seemed completely unfazed, as if she were not the one in trouble at all.
The Ancient Sorcerer nodded secretly; Fan Feng's composure was quite impressive.
Pointing at the pot of medicine still boiling, the Ancient Sorcerer said: "It still depends on that pot of medicine."
"This... isn't this the wrong medicine?"
Xu Zhan was also startled by the Ancient Sorcerer earlier. He was impressed by how the Ancient Sorcerer used two pieces of peach wood, but now hearing that the Ancient Sorcerer still wanted to use that jar of medicine, his brows furrowed. The medicine must be targeted; otherwise, how could it be effective? This medicine was clearly prescribed for the previous condition, so why use it now?
Can it still be used?
"Yes, Mr. Luo, this medicine probably can't be used anymore, right?"
Ma Weishi also shook his head.
"Oh, it can be used."
Fan Feng did not have an ordinary illness; he was cursed. To deal with a curse, ordinary medicine naturally wouldn't work. Although the prescription given by the Ancient Sorcerer was aimed at Fan Feng's previous condition, it was originally meant to dispel evil and calm the spirit. Therefore, even though Fan Feng's situation was more severe now, it could still be used. The key was that he had a follow-up method that could transform this jar of medicine into something completely different, thus curing Fan Feng.
However, the Ancient Sorcerer did not elaborate further. After all, although Xu Zhan and the others were skilled in traditional Chinese medicine, they certainly had little understanding of witchcraft.
The Ancient Sorcerer walked towards the medicine jar and then took the fan from Xu Dou's hand; he intended to brew the medicine himself. Sitting down, the Ancient Sorcerer began to fan slowly but rhythmically with his right hand holding the fan. The charcoal in the stove had long been burning red hot. At this moment, with a flick of his fan, a cluster of small flames suddenly burst forth. Although they were neither tall nor large, their blue hue indicated an extremely high temperature and they were smokeless and odorless—definitely a good fire for brewing medicine.
However, this alone was not enough; simply using such a fire would not be able to expel the Blood Centipede from Fan Feng's body.
Xu Zhan and Ma Weishi exchanged glances and then sat down beside the Ancient Sorcerer, one on each side. They wanted to see what the Ancient Sorcerer was up to.
Seeing Xu Zhan and Ma Weishi do this, the others naturally sat down beside them as well, staring intently at the stove.
"What... are they doing? It's just brewing some medicine; why are they so captivated?"
Fan Feng did not quite understand what was happening before him.
Kong Ying also shook her head and said, "I find it strange too. Just now, the Ancient Sorcerer said he couldn't brew medicine himself, but now I see his movements are quite skilled. It seems he must have done this kind of work quite often before."
Ancient Sorcerer had indeed never done such a task before, but at this moment, he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands. The prescription he had previously created could indeed drive away evil spirits, but its power was still insufficient. The prescription needed to be altered, and the method of brewing the medicine had to change as well; only then could the entire concoction produce a significant effect. In the inheritance of sorcery he had received, the same prescription brewed with different heat would yield completely different results.
Everyone's attention was focused on the medicine pot, and no one noticed that when Ancient Sorcerer sat down, his left hand, which was not holding the fan, first raised his index finger, then bent his thumb and ring finger towards his palm, followed by bending his little finger over the ring finger and his middle finger over the little finger.
As soon as he formed this hand gesture, a slight ripple appeared in the surrounding air, and then strands of invisible True Spirit began to gather, converging three inches in front of his palm.
"Whoosh~"
Ancient Sorcerer gently waved the fan in his right hand, sending the True Spirit into the Stove.
The closest Xu Zhan and Ma Weishi suddenly changed their expressions, their eyes widening as if they had seen something incredible!
"This... how is this possible?"
Xu Zhan's long eyebrows trembled slightly, clearly unable to believe what he was seeing.
"This is just an ordinary Stove, how could it be like this?"
Ma Weishi's face was also filled with shock; like Xu Zhan, his eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets.
Ancient Sorcerer ignored Xu Zhan and Ma Weishi, continuing his actions with the fan, sweeping it repeatedly in front of his left hand...
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