"The art of black magic is divided into medicine curses, flying curses, and ghost curses. Since we got off the plane yesterday, we haven't come into contact with anything local. Except for staying in the hotel, all the food we ate was arranged by the hotel. I made prior arrangements with this hotel, so they definitely wouldn't target us.
Moreover, we haven't interacted with any locals, nor have we given away any of our personal belongings. So how did we get cursed?
Master, is there something wrong with those books in your collection, or did I remember wrongly?"
Shen Weixun frowned, looking somewhat incredulous.
He wasn't doubting what Master Qingyun said, but rather found it extremely strange.
Of course, he knew about black magic.
But to cast a curse, a medium must be used.
The first type, the medicine curse, isn't widely practiced in Southeast Asia. Most people who learn it are from the Miaojiang region. It has another name - the art of gu.
It's the same art that Brother Nian'er was once affected by.
For this kind of magic, it either has to enter the body through the mouth or come into close physical contact. People affected by the art of gu will show obvious external changes, and they can almost tell at a glance.
The second type is the flying curse.
Among the arts of black magic, the "flying curse" is a more advanced form than the "medicine curse". There are more than a dozen types of flying curses, such as the "mirror curse", "glass curse", "animal curse (divided into snake, bat, centipede, etc.)", and the "flying head curse", among which the "flying head curse" is the most powerful.
The difference between being hit by a flying curse and a medicine curse is that for a flying curse, the caster only needs to obtain something from the target, like clothes, socks, or ornaments, to cast the spell.
So the question is, they haven't lost anything, nor have they given away any of their personal belongings here. It's impossible for them to be hit by a flying curse.
The last type is the ghost curse.
Commonly known as raising ghosts.
Most people here raise child ghosts, that is, child spirits. Of course, there are also those who refine and command ghosts.
It's unlikely that the strange incidents in the hotel last night were caused by a black magic master using the ghost curse.
After all, no black magic master would take a fancy to such weak lonely ghosts.
If a black magic master who can only command those lonely ghosts wanted to get close to them, it would be like a fool's dream, let alone making Second Senior Brother fall victim.
"It's a flying curse. Didn't you notice yesterday that the person who bumped into Second Brother was a black magic master?"
Master Qingyun finally stopped them from making wild guesses and directly gave the correct answer.
"Second Brother, tell us what the person who bumped into you yesterday looked like."
Zhang Zicheng looked up and recalled for a while, then said, "Bald head. He looked like a hot - tempered person. His face was a bit gloomy. He wore a string of bodhi seeds around his neck, and there seemed to be a tattoo on his hand. His skin was rather dark. His clothes and appearance were no different from ordinary people. Is he a black magic master?"
"Yes. You've never come into contact with this before, so it's normal that you don't know. In this place, ordinary people don't dare to get tattoos on their hands. Getting a tattoo on the hand is a way to mark one's identity to a certain extent. The black magic masters here are not only feared by tourists but also by the locals.
Most black magic masters have rather strange tempers. If a master has a good temper, you could curse at him for three days and three nights, and he might not do anything to you. But if he has a bad temper, even if you just pass by and he doesn't like the look of you, he might cast a curse on you.
I once came into contact with a black magic master many years ago. He had the same tattoo on his hand as the person you bumped into. He told me that it represents the flying curse. If they have the same master, they'll probably have the same tattoo. You bumped into him yesterday and apologized, but he didn't understand. When you walked away, he waved his hand behind your back and cast a curse on you.
I thought you would have noticed it earlier. I didn't expect you still haven't realized it until now. Second Brother, have you become particularly slack in your cultivation recently?"
Master Qingyun wanted to punish him with more cultivation tasks later, but thinking that they were abroad and there was no incense hall for him to kneel in, he swallowed back the second half of the sentence.
It's normal that Zhang Zicheng didn't notice. He had a rather deep connection with the peach tree spirit before. Although they tortured each other, they also helped each other.
In principle, Second Brother had enough understanding but not enough talent. The reason he was able to catch up with his fellow brothers was mostly due to the chance bestowed by his bond with the peach tree spirit.
Now that the peach tree spirit has vanished into thin air and he was seriously injured, it's normal for his spiritual perception to decline a bit.
However, spiritual perception is something that can be enhanced through practice. Although Xiaotuanzi has enough talent, she wasn't born with such a powerful perception ability.
It was because of her hard work later that she could match him at a young age.
No matter how talented one is, if they're slack, they'll end up achieving nothing.
Zhang Zicheng only regressed a little. If he had been a bit more diligent, he would have made up for it long ago.
Now he didn't even know he had been cursed, which shows that during his recovery period, he had been living a carefree life, not putting the word "cultivation" in his mind at all.
"Hehe, I was injured, so I've been concentrating on recuperating. And since no one needed my help, I was a bit slack. I originally planned to study and practice hard after I recovered, but I just haven't had the chance yet..."
Zhang Zicheng's voice got weaker and weaker.
Although this was really what he thought, there was no denying that there was also a part of him that was just being lazy.
He was staying in a VIP ward, surrounded by beautiful nurse sisters every day.
Mobile games were so much fun, and the regular meals were all delicious delicacies.
The fleeting pleasures of the mortal world really dazed his eyes.
"Don't make excuses. If you can't recover your previous cultivation level within a month after we get back, I'll hang you on the willow tree in front of the Taoist temple for three days and three nights!"
Master Qingyun glared angrily and slapped the table hard.
Xiaotuanzi originally wanted to plead for Second Senior Brother, but seeing Master so angry, she quickly closed her mouth.
Second Senior Brother should just pray for himself.
Master was really angry at the moment. If she pleaded for him now, she might also be punished to copy scriptures.
She had been hung on the crooked - neck tree at the door before.
There was a hanged ghost sister on it. The hanged ghost sister was really fun and a chatterbox. She accompanied her to chat every day. Even if Second Senior Brother was hung up there, it wouldn't be so bad.
Xiaotuanzi thought that the worst thing that could happen to Second Senior Brother was just this, so she silently forgot about the brother - sister bond.
"The most urgent thing now is to lift the curse on Second Junior Brother. Does Master have any ideas?"
Mu Yanchen was also dissatisfied with Second Junior Brother's slackness in cultivation and wouldn't plead for him. As for the other two, they were just watching him make a fool of himself and laughing.
But they still had to help. The first thing to do when someone was cursed was to find a way to solve it.
"I brought you here to gain experience and see the world. The person who tied the bell should untie it. Figure it out on your own!"