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Chapter 4 - Chapter 1 Blood Taming

"The jade tower excavated from the ancient tomb of the Miao frontier thousands of years ago, please don't get lost if you pass by!" After work, a dark-faced middle-aged man dressed as a Miao stood under the crowd sign, shouting and yelling at the top of his lungs, cheering.

"How much?" Yang Ling wanted to pass by, but seeing that the so-called jade tower was quite delicately made, he couldn't help but think of his little nephew who was pestering him for toys.

"It's not expensive, two hundred and eighty yuan, it can bless you and your family with good health, smooth work, and everything goes well..."

"Five yuan!" Yang Ling loosened the rope-like tie around his neck and interrupted the liar who was talking nonstop, "If you don't want to sell it, forget it!"

Having just found his first job after graduation, Yang Ling doesn't know when he will get his salary. He is now a real moonlight clan. Maybe starting tomorrow, eating most of the roadside fast food for five yuan is a good choice. If that doesn't work, then he can only have boiled water and steamed buns.

After some bargaining, Yang Ling bought the jade tower for ten yuan, and also asked for a canvas bag with a price tag of eight yuan. He looked relaxed, while Miao Min grumbled bitterly, saying that the jade tower had not been sold for several years, and even the junk collectors thought it was too heavy, so they had no choice but to sell it off.

At the end of the working day, the station was like a big bottle of human meat, with people huddled together. In order to catch up with the early and late stations and get home early, the petty-bourgeois ladies in the daytime could not care less, and squeezed together with the sweaty crowd, or the tall or short smelly men.

Squeezed in front of Yang Ling was an exquisite woman in a black suit. She had light makeup on her face and thin eyebrows, but from his angle, he could see a trace of pruning. The weather was hot, and the women wore very little, and the *signal was there, and by the way, it was on the goods that were close to the flesh.

He himself was fine, but the suit woman soon felt something was wrong.

She wanted to scold but didn't know how to start, couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't hide.

The suit woman covered her heart with uneasiness, feeling that the "Whisper" she had just changed before getting off work was about to be pierced with a hole. She was only wearing a thin suit today, and if it leaked out, it would definitely stain a large area, which was embarrassing.

Shame, anxiety, fear, anger, helplessness...

The suit woman was filled with mixed feelings. Although the next stop was home, she felt like she was living a year. The speed of the so-called luxury air-conditioned bus was slower than a snail.

"Miss, are you okay?" Yang Ling accidentally saw that the suit woman's face was red and she looked back at him from time to time. He thought that she couldn't grab the handrail and was uncomfortable because of the crowd. He kindly said: "If you are uncomfortable, then come to the back and I will try in front of you!"

Try in front?

The suit woman almost fainted on the spot. This man looked handsome, but he was too shameless. Now he was so shameless that he wanted to try in front of me! Could it be that the perverts on the bus have been upgraded to bus hooligans?

"Beep..."

The bus made a sharp turn, and the whole car tilted to the left in an instant. Under the action of inertia, people were squeezed together. The suit woman felt that the thing behind her pierced in like a cone, holding the sponge-like "Whisper" tightly, and blood seeped out bit by bit.

"You pervert, mean, shameless, dirty big pervert!" Feeling that thing behind her was getting hotter and hotter like a blazing torch, the suit woman couldn't help it. She wanted to find a pair of scissors to cut it off, so that the hateful Yang Ling behind her would be the first eunuch in the 21st century.

Despicable, shameless, dirty big pervert?

When the suit woman shouted like this, not to mention the men and women around her, even the driver looked back curiously, and almost knocked the old woman who ran a red light out.

Am I a pervert?

Looking at the suit woman with tears in her eyes, and then looking at the jade tower that was squeezed and had nowhere to put it, Yang Ling shook his head. Originally, I just wanted to buy a toy, but now it's good, and it's such a big joke.

"Miss, are you talking about this hot big thing?" Under the gaze of people, Yang Ling raised the abnormally hot jade tower.

Hot big thing?

Seeing Yang Ling lift the jade tower from behind the suited woman's buttocks, people suddenly realized what was going on and burst into laughter. As for the angry suited woman, her face instantly turned redder than pig liver, and she wished there was a crack in the car to crawl through, and jumped out of the door as soon as she arrived at the station as if escaping.

After successfully clearing the charge of being a pervert, Yang Ling was very curious about the hot jade tower, and as soon as he got home, he put it on the shabby second-hand computer desk to observe it carefully.

The whole body of the jade tower is pitch black. Although it is only as long as a chopstick, its surface is engraved with patterns. There are worshippers who are praying sincerely on the ground; there are Miao natives who are shouting with their hands raised, looking like crazy; there are also many ferocious beasts, including several five-clawed golden dragons, all of which are lifelike.

In addition, there are traces of blood on the top of the tower, emitting a faint smell of blood. Thinking of the ashamed woman in a suit and her short skirt stained with blood, Yang Ling vaguely understood what was going on. Thinking of her, his heart couldn't help but waver.

"Tsk tsk, it's harder than a kitchen knife. What kind of jade is this made of?" After scraping it a few times with a kitchen knife for cutting meat, Yang Ling saw that there was no scratch at all. He looked at the mysterious jade tower in disbelief. In a state of distraction, the kitchen knife accidentally scratched his right index finger.

"What do you mean by blessing your health? Damn, it's so unlucky!"

Yang Ling shook his head and prepared to put the jade tower aside. Unexpectedly, as soon as his bloody right hand pressed on it, the jade tower emitted a dazzling light, madly absorbing the blood in his body through the wound, and sticking to his right hand like a strong PU glue. What's even more bizarre is that a raging tornado appeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

After being swept into the air, Yang Ling was horrified to find that his limbs were stiff and his whole body was numb, followed by a tearing pain in his head, and he lost consciousness in an instant. The landlord uncle who happened to pass by the door was stunned, watching the tornado that swallowed Yang Ling like a black hole but did not take away other items, and fell to the corridor that had not been washed for many years with a "snap".

In a daze, Yang Ling had a strange dream. He dreamed that an ancient priest was wandering around in the primeval forest, with a strange tower-shaped mark between his eyebrows.

At the beginning, whenever they encountered a ferocious beast, the priest would bite his index finger and drip blood on the beast's head to tame the beast; later, he could subdue the beast from a distance by just making a series of hand seals, which became faster and more mysterious. In the end, he could even call the wind and rain, fly into the sky and hide in the ground, and be as powerful as the legendary gods.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ling felt a chill and slowly opened his eyes.

There were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, gathering and dispersing from time to time. The clear stream meandered and flowed through the spider-web-like roots of the towering trees. From time to time, a few "ga, ga, ga" frog-like calls came from nearby. Obviously, this was not the shabby park that cost two yuan to enter, and it was not the small hillside behind the rental house where chickens were raised.

Looking at the towering trees around him, Yang Ling rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Although the mountains in his hometown were full of coniferous pine trees, he had never seen such tall pine trees. The trunk of the tree is as big as a truck, and it is estimated that more than a dozen people cannot hug it. The roots exposed on the ground are as dense as a spider web, and any one of them is thicker than one's waist.

"Xishuangbanna primeval forest?" After pinching his thigh, Yang Ling realized that this was not his hallucination, and it was definitely not a dream. After coming to his senses, Yang Ling shook his head and staggered to the clear stream. Just as he was about to wash his face, he was suddenly shocked. I saw that there was a tower-shaped mark on my forehead, exactly the same as the sacrifice in the dream. Looking more carefully, there was a little bit of blood on the top of the tower. It seemed that it was the jade tower that he bought from the Miao people at a bargain price and almost made him a big pervert, but it was only shrunk by more than ten times.

What the hell?

Even if he was a big nerve, he couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't understand where the tower-shaped mark came from, and he didn't know how he was swept to this strange place by a black hole-like tornado. Indistinctly, it seemed that everything was related to the so-called jade tower dug out from the ancient tomb of Miaojiang thousands of years ago.

Puzzled, Yang Ling washed his face with clear stream water. After refreshing himself, he heard a faint hissing sound and smelled a faint smell of blood. He rushed over curiously and immediately felt his scalp tingling. He saw a group of thumb-sized mutant bumblebees surrounding a rhino-like beast and biting it wantonly, biting off a large piece of meat in one bite.

In severe pain, the rhino rammed around like a bulldozer, knocking down towering trees that several people could hug, but the terrible bumblebees chased it like blood-sucking flies and couldn't get rid of it.

The bumblebee had a sharp black horn on its head, and every time it swooped down from mid-air, it would pierce a hole in the rhino like a bayonet. Then the sharp teeth bit it, and even a large piece of skin and meat was taken off, causing the rhino to wail loudly in pain.

In a panic, the rhino rushed straight to the bush where Yang Ling was hiding. Just when he was worried that he would be trampled into a pulp by the crazy rhino, the beast as big as a tractor fell to the ground with a "bang" and had no strength to stand up.

After a careful look, Yang Ling's hair stood up. He saw that the muscles of the rhino's front leg joints had been eaten away by the bumblebees at some point, revealing a large section of pale leg bones.

Next, Yang Ling witnessed a horrifying scene. He saw densely packed bumblebees pounced on the rhino and bit it, and the sound of "crackling, crackling" came one after another. Soon, the huge rhino was eaten alive. Except for a pool of blood, not even a hair was left.

African man-eating bees?

In shock, Yang Ling lay on the ground and slowly retreated, cautiously, for fear of attracting the attention of the bumblebees. After retreating more than ten meters, he was about to stand up and run away, but unexpectedly, there was a light "pop" sound, and he accidentally broke a thumb-sized dead branch.

"Not good!" Yang Ling was shocked. He looked up and saw a scout-like bumblebee rushing over like a gust of wind, with sharp teeth clearly visible.

No place to bury the dead? Looking at the bumblebee getting closer and closer, Yang Ling was sweating coldly. Even the thick-skinned and powerful rhinoceros was no match for it, let alone himself. What should I do if I can't beat it and can't run away?

At the critical moment of life and death, Yang Ling suddenly remembered the mysterious sacrifice in his dream. He bit his index finger and pressed it tightly on the head of the bumblebee. In an instant, the bumblebee's body was shining silver, and mysterious runes appeared one by one, and then it stopped obediently on his arm.

Although only a drop of blood was dripped, Yang Ling felt that all the blood in his body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and he was exhausted and dizzy. At the same time, as a burning feeling penetrated his body, the tower-shaped mark at the center of his eyebrows became hot, and then a strange memory appeared in his mind.

In a daze, Yang Ling felt that he had come to a mysterious space. In front of a towering giant tower, the mutated bumblebee was flying up and down happily, and flew over excitedly after seeing his figure.

Above the gate of the giant tower were two ancient characters "Wu Tower" in a flamboyant style, and the tower body was engraved with various patterns. There were mysterious sacrifices and ferocious beasts, all of which were lifelike. Especially the five-clawed golden dragons on the top were about to come out, and you could even hear their thunderous roars faintly.

Out of curiosity, Yang Ling gently pushed open the door of the jade tower, and behind him, the tamed bumblebee followed in excitedly. There was a thick fog behind the gate, and a person-high obelisk was vaguely seen, engraved with tadpole-like ancient Chinese characters.

"The Chaos Witch Tower, obtained the creation of heaven and earth, and seized the essence of the sun and the moon..." Yang Ling tried his best to identify the ancient characters on the obelisk, "Chaos Witchcraft, with blood essence as the guide, seizes the soul and refines the spirit..."

Back then, in order to pursue a school beauty from the Chinese Department, he recited countless ancient poems and learned a lot of ancient Chinese characters. He didn't expect that they would come in handy now.

In front of the obelisk was a paragraph of explanation, followed by a mysterious formula, and finally a series of reliefs with strange movements. At first glance, Yang Ling had a sense of déjà vu, as if the movements of sacrificing and taming wild beasts in his dream were similar.

After carefully identifying for a long time, Yang Ling roughly understood what was going on. It turned out that the obelisk recorded a mysterious witchcraft, which was divided into seven levels: blood witch, spirit witch, earth witch, sky witch, god witch, soul witch and witch god. The deeper the witchcraft, the faster the speed of taming wild beasts, and the higher the number and level of wild beasts that can be tamed. After successful cultivation, one can not only tame various beasts, but also absorb their energy and refine their souls, and even call the wind and rain like the sacrifice in the dream.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Ling realized that after obtaining the witch tower, he had inadvertently become a newly-entered blood witch. Although he was as far away from the powerful witch god as heaven and earth, he had crossed the threshold of practicing witchcraft after all. Not only did he escape a disaster by luck, but he also tamed a locust-like mutant bumblebee with his blood.