Cultivation Technique of the Great Witch

Fuhuang City, located on the west side of Yu Kingdom, is not a particularly famous city. Apart from producing more food, there are no other famous products. The only place worthy of praise may be the name of this city. The origin of it.

Legend has it that when this city was established, the location of the city was desolate. Although the terrain was open, there was no water source, and it seemed that it was not very suitable for people to survive.

The first group of people who came here, they had to live here for some special reasons, so they used their brains and used their wisdom and hard work to constantly transform this place.

Without water, they built rivers to divert water, and the land was barren. They tried to make the land fertile, then reclaimed wasteland and planted food on this land. After several generations of efforts, the land was originally barren. It turned out to be fertile soil for thousands of miles.

The land has become fertile and the problem of water sources has been solved. People's lives are naturally guaranteed. More and more people have come here. Finally, a city was built here, named Fu The deserted city is a commemoration of those hard years.

Since Zou Heng decided to come to Fuhuang City, it took nearly ten days before he finally came here. Zou Heng was originally worried that he might be a little late, but he encountered some people in the same direction on the road. Zou Heng had no such worries after his warlock, and today, he finally entered this deserted city.

"Sure enough, there are a lot of warlocks here in the past few days. Are you all so idle on weekdays? They all came to join in the fun!" Zou Heng walked on the street, looking left and right, while thinking in his heart.

When he first entered the city, he found that the guards at the gate were relatively tightly guarded, but after seeing him dressed as a warlock, the soldiers guarding the gate didn’t check him at all, so they let him in, just before letting him in. , Confessed to him not to cause trouble, nothing more.

After entering the city, he had only walked a few steps, and he had already seen a lot of warlocks, knowing that these warlocks should also come to join in the fun, so he thought so.

Zou Heng is looking at others, and others are also looking at his new face in the city, but some people don’t pay much attention to him after seeing his cultivation. Just join in the fun, the possibility of getting spirits is too small.

After rushing for so long, Zou Heng originally thought that after entering the city, he would find a place to live and take a good rest, but he did not expect that he found several inns and restaurants, but they were all full. The only one did not. The cost of a full restaurant is simply ridiculously high, and all the belongings in Zou Heng's body are not enough for him to stay for two nights.

And when he left because it was too expensive, the shopkeeper of that restaurant kindly reminded him that there have been many warlocks in the city in the past few days. Basically, the restaurants and inns, large and small, are now full, even the flowers. The brothel is also full of people, and he is probably the only place left.

The implication is to let Zou Heng think about it carefully. If it doesn't work, just live with him.

Zou Heng thought too, but unfortunately he was really shy and couldn't afford such a high room rate, so he had to leave.

Through this incident, Zou Heng realized that he was still a poor man, and also let him know how many warlocks had come these days.

In fact, most of the people who came here really just came to join in the fun. People have a mentality of conforming to the crowd. When they see others running to a place, they want to go and see it, especially when there are a lot of people in that place. At that time, everyone wanted to join in the fun.

In addition, the warlocks of the Kingdom of Yu hadn't encountered anything special for a long time, and they were all idle and panic, so so many people came.

Zou Heng walked on the street, observing the residential buildings in the city, wondering if he could borrow one of them at night. The big deal is to pay for the room. Even if it’s a little bit more expensive, it shouldn’t be the same as that restaurant. Exaggerate it.

But while walking like this, Zou Heng came to a street, and found that the atmosphere here was obviously different from the street he had passed by before.

There are not many houses on both sides of this street, but there are a lot of shops. At this time, there are not many people coming in and out. On the contrary, there are quite a lot of people on both sides of the street. It seems that they are all dressed up as warlocks, but they should be of that kind. Warlocks who are not so good can tell by looking at their clothes.

Zou Heng glanced left and right, his gaze was immediately attracted by a warlock, he saw that the man stretched out his hand from his waist bag, took out a piece of yellow cloth, pinched the two corners with his hand, and shook it gently. After a while, he looked at the people on the left and right again, and there seemed to be some ostentatious expressions on his face.

After seeing many people cast their gazes over, the man seemed to be even more proud, and said loudly: "The inn in the city is full, and the rest of the restaurant is too expensive to live in. The night is cold, so I have to sleep in Here, I don’t have to freeze me, nothing more, just build a house by yourself so that I can sleep peacefully this night!"

As soon as his voice fell, he vigorously shook off the yellow cloth in his hand. With his vigorous shaking, the yellow cloth in his hand grew a few meters longer, and the longer part did not fall to the ground. But it seems to be supported by something, actually flattened in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Zou Heng saw that the man reached into his waist bag and took out a few sections of bamboo. Each section was only a palm length, but the man held the bamboo and reached out to buckle one of them, so that the bamboo was pulled from it. It stretched out several knots.

After making several sections of bamboo in the same way, the man swiftly used the bamboo to support the yellow cloth. In just a few breaths, he set up a tent on the side of the street, and then took out a comparison from his bag. The small yellow cloth shook his hand again, and the yellow cloth became slightly larger and thicker.

The man spread the changed yellow cloth into the tent so that he can be more comfortable when he rests at night.

After all this was done, the man showed a smug smile on his face, scanned the person next to him, then got into his tent, lay down very comfortably, and made a comfortable sound.

Seeing him like this, some of the warlocks next to him immediately stood up. An old man who was drunk and drunk. After he got up, he walked a little wobbly and staggered a few times before he came to the side. Next to the wall, and then reached out and knocked against the wall, still shouting.

"Open the door, I want to sleep!"

But what he knocked on was just an ordinary wall. How could someone respond to him? After yelling twice, the old man opened his somewhat drunken eyes, looked at the wall in front of him, and muttered strangely in his mouth.

"It's a weird thing. I remember that there is a door here. Where does this door go? Forget it, I will install a door for him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and took out a pen from his waist bag, took a look in front of him, and found that the pen was so dry that he couldn't write anything at all, so he took another sip of wine, yes. Squirting with the tip of the pen, holding the pen and starting to draw on the wall.

Following his movements, a door painted on the wall was outlined by him with a few strokes, and then the old man put the pen back into his shoulder bag around his waist, smiled in his mouth, and pointed his finger at the door on the wall. .

"Isn't there a door, old man, I'm going to sleep!" After speaking, he opened his mouth and yawned.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand and pushed against the wall. The door he painted on the wall was actually pushed open by him. Then he walked in without hesitation and closed the door again. The door painted on the wall disappeared immediately.

Seeing this scene, although he had already guessed what the other party was going to do, many people around him were still shocked to see that the other party actually did it. Even Zou Heng himself was shocked at this time.

Compared with the warlock who set up the tent, the old man's methods were a bit too powerful. Zou Heng couldn't determine the degree of this surgery, and he felt that it was at least a spell, and it might even be a Taoist spell.

Draw a door directly on the wall to allow himself to enter it. Zou Heng has never seen such a magic method anyway.

After being shocked, some of the warlocks next to him walked forward curiously, reached out and fumbled on the wall, trying to see if there were any mechanisms or blindfolds, but after some groping , Didn't find any flaws, and could only admit in his heart that among them these little warlocks who didn't mix well, there really were masters.

And then, there were other people who used methods to create a place for themselves to rest at night, but everyone left the wall tacitly and gave the master a way to prevent them from blocking others when they came out. .

Originally, Zou Heng was looking for a yard of local residents to see if he could spend a little money on borrowing. It can be seen that these sorcerers used their own methods to build a temporary rest place for himself on this street. He was also intrigued for a while. .

Finding a place with no one, Zou Heng squatted down and took out a wad of paper from his shoulder bag. His hands were very flexible to fold the sheets of paper continuously, and then put some of them together. Soon It was folded into a small room.

As for the large pile of paper, he only folded out such a small room, and the materials were not wasted, and they were all used on it.

As he moved, the warlocks around him stared at him, wanting to see what the newcomer could do.

After folding the small room, Zou Heng quickly squeezed the tactics in his hand, and directly used the fake substitution technique to make the small house folded from paper bigger, and the appearance seemed to become a real house.

Zou Heng used this method before. He used paper to build a small boat, but now it’s very easy to build a house. Thanks to his mastery of this spell, he has already reached a state of proficiency. Such a flexible application.