The yellow rain dripped into the iron pot, and then turned into yellow smoke and floated into the air again.

The wizard recited strange syllables, and accompanied by the wizard's chanting, the water in the iron pot boiled violently. Bubbles appeared in the boiling liquid, and these bubbles broke and emitted a pungent and unpleasant smell.

The people around, including those merchants who were rushing to watch after hearing the news, all held their breath and watched the wizard cast spells with nervousness and excitement.

In their opinion, it was enough to see the legendary mysterious and evil wizards performing witchcraft, which was enough to show off. Of course, some people were very scared and frightened. The slaves and the servants of the manor were the ones who were afraid and frightened.

Under the perception of the wizard's thoughts, the emotions emitted by these people were gradually merged into the liquid in the iron pot, and then rolled with the liquid boiling and was constantly tempered. Finally, they blended with the yellow smoke little by little, and were partly connected to each other.

The gunpowder stones were thrown into the fire under the iron pot by the wizard, making the flames burn even more vigorously.

The wizard's spells were reciting faster and faster. His limbs swayed, and the wizard force drew lines in the air under the traction of his limbs.

These lines are pieced together to form a huge and complex triangle structure.

As time passed, the liquid in the iron pot became less and less. In the end, all the liquid solidified together, forming a ball of yellow mucus.

A donkey was led over. The wizard stopped reciting the spell and pulled the donkey to the iron pot. Then he used a spoon to dig out the mucus from the iron pot and began to apply it on the donkey.

The blue donkey seemed to notice the danger, and hissed and struggled, trying to break free. However, the guards brought by the merchants held it firmly to prevent it from struggling.

"I curse you, because of your vicious heart, curse you, curse you with your heartache three hundred times a day, and it hurts more and more every time."

The wizard used mucus to paint a strange pattern on the donkey's chest.

"I curse you, because of your evil thought, curse you, curse you three hundred headaches every day, and it hurts more and more every time."

When talking about this, the wizard drew strange patterns on the donkey's head.

"I curse you, curse you with soreness and weakness, curse you with rotten limbs, curse you with howling day and night!"

"I curse you, curse your body with pain, itching, curse your flesh and blood shrink, curse your body with maggots!"

"I curse you, curse you with internal pain, curse you with sleeplessness all night, curse you will never be able to fall into peace."

Every time a vicious curse was spoken, the wizard's witch power and three thousand thoughts consumed a large part of it. At the same time, the corresponding part of the donkey's body trembled violently.

"Go! Follow its breath and find the cursed man, and let him fall into pain forever."

The wizard finally took out a miserable green skull from his arms but the size of a baby's head.

This skull was made from the head of the assassin.

Now that the wizard threw the skull into the iron pot, the skull began to absorb the yellow smoke around it frantically, and finally floated into the air, opening its mouth to spray all the yellow smoke on the green donkey.

The donkey was whistling and struggling wildly. The caravan guards who held the donkey were also frightened by the yellow smoke that rushed over. Fortunately, they did not understand the horror of the wizard, but were just curious, so they never lost the donkey and ran away.

The moment the yellow smoke penetrated into the donkey's head, it suddenly turned into a blurred figure.

When some people see the figure behind, they will find that the figure is very similar to the Viscount of Radish on Free Ridge.

But the figure of the yellow smoke turned into flashed by, and the few people who saw it just thought that their eyes were blurry and didn't take it too seriously.

Some cracks appeared on the miserable green skull that spewed out the smoke, and the miserable green on it also dimmed a lot.

The wizard carefully put the skull and put it into the inner bag in the cloak. After doing this, he asked someone to remove the donkey and the iron pot of firewood.

The donkey was beaten to the point where four black donkey hoof prints were left. The wizard didn't care about the opinions of others and squatted there and scraped the hoof prints with a knife and put them in a black bag.

"Go and mix these things into the donkey's drinking water and let the donkey drink all." The wizard threw the black bag to a servant, and then took out the gunpowder stone in the fire with his thoughts.

"Okay, let's all go away!" The wizard watched the fire extinguish, and a trace of inexplicable emotions flashed in his eyes.

Just when the wizard asked the servants to take the donkey away and feed it, the Viscount Luohua suddenly felt a chill on his body, and a burst of pain in his head and chest swept across his body.

"Master Viscount, what's wrong?" The mayor of the town was discussing with Viscount Rose to deal with the wizard, and suddenly found that the color of Lord Viscount became pale.

"Nothing is happening, I just feel that something bad is going to happen." Viscount Luohua rubbed her temples, and a trace of fatigue appeared on her face.

"Haha, Lord Viscount is overly worried. In such a small place, who can threaten the adults? I think the adults have not had a good rest during this period, which has caused them to be a little confused. Later, I will find a few good wives to come and help the adults to relieve their boredom?"

The mayor was also a big belly. Since he saw the wizard blowing the deputy mayor's chest with a burning stone, although he was secretly happy in his heart, he pretended to be sad on weekdays.

"If we don't know the things that are polite, can we provoke wizards easily? If that so-called wizard is really easy to be bullied, then he will not be bullied by you until now." The mayor remembered these things more than once when he was drinking alone.

"Good wife? You are looking for a bunch of sluts. Don't say I'm going to get to them anymore. They are all hungry and want to push me down at any time."

"By the way, what do you think of the United Prison? Do you think I can get some outlaws from the United Prison?" Viscount Luohua felt a little uncomfortable, but after adjusting her sitting position a few times, the uncomfortable feeling still did not disappear.

"United Prison? As long as you have enough money, anyone can get some outlaws from where to go. It's just that most of the outlaws are like ordinary people, and most of their power is limited. And it's not that easy to use them."
Chapter completed!