Casting spells

For him, trust has always existed for the sake of betrayal. No matter how low the possibility is, it is best to take a small insurance.

Chapter 7 and Three

Spy on Leonid?

When Yelena heard these words, a trace of nervousness and uneasiness appeared in her pupils.

Because she knew that if she agreed to this condition, it would mean that she would become a double agent, and the danger contained in it was self-evident.

Perhaps in many literature and film and television works, double-faced agents are a cool and exciting profession, but in fact few double-faced agents are voluntary. Sell ​​information.

As the information betrayed becomes more and more important, they will end up on a road of no return without exception.

The most important thing is that Yelena understands Leonid's character. Once the other party knows that he is a double agent, it is impossible to guarantee that he will not do some crazy actions, such as creating an accident and killing people.

But by the same token, since the current financial, technical and equipment support of the entire intelligence agency is provided by this young man with a mysterious background, to a certain extent, even taking this task is not considered a betrayal , at most it can only be regarded as an internal struggle for power and profit.

After hesitating for a few minutes, she finally made up her mind and replied seriously: "No problem! I think I can handle the new job content."

"Very good! I like smart people, but I don't like people who are too smart. I hope you won't disappoint me..."

With the last word blurted out!

Zhang Cheng suddenly raised his right hand without warning, and lightly tapped the opponent's forehead.

moment!

Yelena felt that her consciousness began to separate from her body and slowly flew out, floating in mid-air in a situation that was completely indescribable in words.

"This... this is..." She waved her insubstantial arms in horror, trying to get back into her body.

But all these struggles are futile, no matter what kind of movements she makes, or how far she flies, she will eventually return to the original place, as if fixed in place by some mysterious force.

"Relax! I think you still don't know how special you are! The soul is the most essential thing of a person. It is a collection of consciousness and the terminal that carries memories and emotions. Normally, the soul is unlikely to be independent. The situation exists. But there are always a group of special individuals with special talents in the world, who are born with powerful souls."

While talking, Zhang Cheng inserted his fingers into the core of the opponent's soul, feeling the foreign consciousness that was trying to invade.

"A powerful soul?" Yelena obviously didn't understand the meaning of what she just said.

"Yes! Haven't you noticed that there is something wrong with you these days?" Zhang Cheng hinted meaningfully.

Yelena frowned and pondered for a moment, her face suddenly became ugly: "Damn it! I lose my ability to think and have some weird hallucinations from time to time recently! What's going on?"

Zhang Cheng spread his hands indifferently: "Nothing! Remember that interesting statue? The owner behind it is slowly invading your soul. But don't worry, I don't think the other party is necessarily malicious, maybe she just I want to borrow you to talk to me face to face..."

"No! Don't! Get it out of my soul!"

Even though Yelena didn't know exactly what soul invasion meant, she instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis and screamed crazily.

"Sorry! It's not an easy task to eliminate soul intrusion. What's more, I really want to hear the story of an Indian priestess thousands of years ago."

After all, Zhang Cheng simply ignored Yelena who was constantly struggling, injected powerful magical energy into it, and let another consciousness in his soul swallow it up. In just a few seconds, it began to grow and grow, and at the same time it kept squeezing the original owner's body. Control.

In the end, the soul stopped all movements, floating in mid-air foolishly, emitting a charming silver light.

suddenly!

These silver rays of light exploded into dots all over the sky!

Immediately afterwards, it shrank rapidly, forming a female image that is half human and half snake!

I saw this ancient priestess first inspected the decoration of the luxury room of the hotel, and then praised in an ancient Indian language with a smile: "Unbelievable! I didn't expect that during the more than 1000 years I was imprisoned, human beings Has it developed to this extent?"

"I'm sorry, although I don't like to interrupt others, but I still can't help reminding that the Inca Empire that used to live on this land has perished and was wiped out by European colonists, and only a few survived. Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and explained in a slightly sarcastic tone in ancient Indian language.

"What? The Inca Empire has perished!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the priestess.

"Yes! It's not just the Inca Empire! The Aztecs and Mayans are all gone! The mixed-race Indians living in this land have long forgotten the ancient traditions and the gods they once worshiped. I'm curious, how did you come to For so many years, have you maintained your own strength without fading? Are there still some large tribes in the rainforest who believe in you?" Zhang Cheng calmly asked the first question.

Faith is a very strange thing, and it can even make people do extremely irrational things at the most fanatical stage.

Especially in the Indian civilization, which is famous for its bloody sacrifices, there have been many cruel and bloody large-scale sacrificial carnivals in history, and at most one time reached the sacrifice of [-] living people.

It is said that some prisoners heard that they were offering sacrifices to the gods, and they willingly stepped up to the altar and dug out their hearts with obsidian daggers.

But what is interesting is that this kind of fanatical belief usually has a peak period. After passing the peak period, human beings will quickly calm down and start thinking about whether it is worthwhile to do so.

The more we enter the secularized modern society, the more difficult it is for fanatical religious beliefs to last. Even if we are temporarily deceived by tempting words, it will not take long for us to regain our sanity.

Therefore, in the current civilized environment, it is almost impossible to keep a group of almost ignorant believers for a long time.

"Everyone has their own secrets, and I'm no exception. Also, before we talk about the business, don't you plan to introduce yourself?" The priestess obviously noticed the statue on the table, and her eyes were extremely serious. mixed feelings.

"My name is Zhang Cheng, you can call me Zhang." Zhang Cheng gently picked up the statue, secretly observing the other party's reaction.

The priestess deliberately pretended not to care much and introduced herself: "My name is Tasimma! Priest of the python god! Nice to meet you, a powerful man."

"The God of Boa Constrictor? Why have I never heard of this name before. Also, dear Tasimma, tell me, what happened to you?" Zhang Cheng sat down on the sofa, pretending to be ready to listen .

The Gods of the Incas, Chapter 7 and Four

"What do you know about what happened to me?"

The priestess who called herself Tasimma asked, looking curiously at the various modern facilities around the room, as well as the bustling city that she had never seen outside the window.

For her who has been imprisoned for thousands of years, all of this is like a scene that only appears in a dream.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, when technology is developed to a level that many people cannot understand, technology is equivalent to magic in their eyes.

Obviously, San Juan, full of skyscrapers, electric lights, cars, and 1000-ton ships, is enough to shock the ancients who lived more than [-] years ago.

Because at the time she lived, the most brilliant buildings created by American Indians—the pyramids and temples were only tens of meters high, and the urban population could not exceed 50. comparable to the dense population.

It's like people in the 21st century who suddenly come to the future world hundreds of years later, even powerful users of supernatural powers will still be amazed.

Zhang Cheng sat on the chair and watched the change of the other party's expression with great interest. After a while, he said with a smile: "I don't know much about you. I only know from a few ancient murals that you once slaughtered a city." Then they were imprisoned by some god. You have to understand that with the arrival of the European colonists, the entire American Indian civilization system collapsed, and even now no one recognizes the records of those knotted ropes. What, let alone whether the Inca civilization invented the corresponding script and writing system."

In fact, there has been debate in the academic circles about whether the Inca civilization invented writing.

Some scholars believe that the extremely complex knot-knotting method is somehow equivalent to writing, but it is simply incomprehensible to anyone except the highly educated Inca ruling class.

There are also some scholars who believe that the Inca civilization, whether it is the ruling structure, or the level of astronomy and calendar, architecture, and handicrafts, cannot be supported by corresponding texts. It is just that the things that record these texts are too fragile, so they cannot be passed down.

No matter which one it is, in Zhang Cheng's view, it is not important. What is important is the unique supernatural power system that was lost with the demise of the Inca Empire.

"I see... no wonder I feel the seal is getting looser and looser."

The pupils of the priestess showed weird vertical pupils that only reptiles had, and there was an undisguised gloating on his face.