The inheritance of witchcraft is no longer verified. It is rumored that it was created by the great god Chiyou in the mythological era. It first appeared in the form of witchcraft, but later evolved and many branches appeared, such as Zhuyou, poisonous gu, medicine, etc.

The surviving ethnic groups in Miaojiang have their own expertise and are researched and developed in different directions according to local conditions.

The technique of Gu Zang is the most widely circulated type, and insects are poisonous insects.

In modern terms, Gu was originally a type of bacteria. It could invisibly invade the human body, and only bacteria could do it.

Of course it is not an ordinary bacteria, but after a series of changes, the process of change is the key to turning bacteria into controllable Gu.

Women who can inherit witchcraft have always been called grass witches by the Miao people, while women who become grass witches will never get married for life.

As for the toast Ma Bao who hurt him, Han Er said, who was a man, at most he had a worm to protect himself. He was definitely not a gu woman who inherited the witch skills and could refine the worms and make the worms.

Shang Biao recalled the information he knew about the witchcraft in his mind, and became more and more curious about the grass witch behind Ma Bao.

However, he did not enter the county town in front of him, and did not rush to find the chieftain. Instead, he followed Han Er and went to see the believers of Emperor Yan Luo who built a fort in the nearby Danan Mountains.

Not far into the mountains, before reaching a valley, Shang Biao, Han Er, walked through the village gate made of a wooden tree, and saw a scene of being in full swing.

About five or six hundred people knelt in front of the statue of the Emperor Yan, and prayed silently, with a pious expression. Some people were building houses and doing things within their ability.

After just over ten days of development, believers have grown from hundreds of remaining people to more than a thousand. Of course, most of the newly joined believers are the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, but as long as they can provide faith, it doesn’t matter.

Although Shang Biao instructed Han Er to take the elite troops route, it seemed that something happened, otherwise he would not have violated his orders.

"In Miaojiang, the Han people are not bad. Most Miao people, regardless of whether they grow or mature seedlings, have their own different beliefs and are very xenophobic."

Han Er pointed at the old and weak who were kneeling and praying, building houses, making fires and cooking. Some of the strong believers were training in the open space, while the other holding bamboo spears patrolling around.

After seeing Shang Biao, some old believers recognized him and said hello respectfully.

Shang Biao sensed that the power of faith in the statue had condensed into a substantial thing the size of a millet.

When his mind was immersed in the image of God, he seemed to be able to sense the thoughts of these believers, whether they were good or evil, what they were seeking, and whether they truly believed in it.

Shang Biao tried to call a trace of faith and responded to an old woman who prayed to get rid of the disease.

As the light appeared, the old woman was stunned at first, but then she felt that her body no longer had pain.

Under the gaze of others, he shouted the name of Emperor Yan Luo and kowtowed and thanked him. Not only herself, but also the faith of others became more pious.

Can you only use it like this? Shang Biao thought to himself. After trying it a few more times, he found that this power could not be used on himself, and he could not move the rice grains condensed by the power of faith.

It seems that I have time to call out the snake and ask how to use this power of faith, but there is no hurry. This power of faith is still too little.

After turning here, it was dark, Shang Biao and Han Er asked clearly the direction of the Miao village where Ma Bao was located, and were preparing to explore the other party's background.

An hour later, the mountain wind was cold and it made a whimpering scream, making people feel numb.

Shang Biao walked on the rugged mountain road, his steps were light, like an old mountain man who had accumulated over the years.

Traveling in the mountains at night is as simple as eating and drinking water for Shang Biao. This is also tempered when refining ghost children. After all, some things that can only be done at night when digging graves and using materials.

After walking for a while, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, a little light appeared in front of Shang Biao's eyes, which was very conspicuous in the darkness around the wheel cover.

The originally tall trees have become sparse, and there are traces of artificial cuts.

This is probably the Miao village where Ma Bao is located. Shang Biao did not enter rashly, but approached and observed it.

The village is surrounded by wooden walls, and a suspension bridge is hung in front of the village gate. The overall layout is low in front and high in the back, with a stream flowing through the front and a hilly support behind. In terms of Feng Shui, it is a good place.

Shang Biao habitually analyzed the Feng Shui aspect, and then found a trace of unusualness.

In the mountains he had just walked through, all kinds of frogs and insects were croaking one after another, but when he arrived near this mountain village, it was extremely quiet and could be heard by the needle.

Only the bright moonlight shines in the mountain village, and you can clearly see the stilt houses that look similar in appearance standing side by side.

After watching for a few more minutes, Shang Biao couldn't find out the reason.

Out of confidence in his own strength, he did not procrastinate anymore. He approached the wall of the village and jumped up. After climbing a few times, he entered the village.

When he stepped into this mountain village, a bad feeling suddenly arose in Shang Biao's heart, as if something was staring at him from behind.

But after he turned around, he found that there was nothing.

"Squeak~"

A friction sound of opening the door came from Shang Biao right in front of him, attracting his attention.

"Han people, why did they break into my village late at night!"

A crisp and moving voice floated out, and the speaker slowly walked out of the shadows inside the house, exposed to the bright moonlight.

The person who came was a woman in her thirties, wearing Miao women's clothing, with five poison patterns embroidered on her clothes, and a silver phoenix hairpin was inserted into her black bun.

Shang Biao had seen Miao people in reality. Even if their skin was not dark, they were not as fair as this woman.

And on the woman's shoulder, there was a worm that was as thick as a thumb, chubby and golden as a whole.

Shang Biao stared at the bug, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he understood in his heart how the other party discovered him.

The body has seven rings, four wings on the back, and six feet on the abdomen.

It is exactly the same as the King of Ten Thousand Gu recorded in classics, the Golden Silkworm Gu.

No wonder Han Er was hurt. If it were the Golden Silkworm Gu, everything would make sense.

Silkworms are inherently good, and compared with other poisonous insects, they have no attack power at all.

Refining with witchcraft, changing its nature through mysterious bacteria, can also become very cruel after cultivation.

After devouring the other poisonous insects, the silkworm will mutate after being able to survive, and will not invade all poisons and devour all poisons. This is just the most basic thing.

"White Lotus Sect, Shinan, didn't ask for advice?"

After hearing Shang Biao pull out the banner of the White Lotus Sect, the woman's face changed slightly.

"Mazhu, even if you are from the White Lotus Sect and you have to trespass on our village, you must give an explanation."
Chapter completed!