"Of course, Brother Fang, this voodoo doll is essentially formed by sealing the souls of the dead into magic weapons. We wizards can summon it through spells. As long as the dead person and the wizard can be used as voodoo dolls. My mother was an elf sorcerer when she was alive, and she could summon many cute elves and goblins. Otherwise, at my age, she would not have the spiritual cultivation power and ability to summon elves at all."

So that's it. I thought the same as the old man Fu Jiasen thought before, and thought Ying'er was very talented, but it turned out to be her mother. It seems that Fu Ying'er's parents could stop the old man Fu Jiasen. The backlash of the summoning magician witch doll, who reached the fourth level of the forbidden magician level of the wizard spiritual cultivation, saved Fu Jiasen's life. That was probably mainly because of Fu Ying'er's mother, the elf sorcerer.

I continued, "Since that's the case, you should tell the truth to your grandfather. Why should you hide it from him? This made your grandfather run around and never have a moment of peace to raise money to help you cure your illness."

"Because my grandfather hates my mother very much, my mother is like me, Brother Fang, an elf wizard. In the field of summoning sorcerers, almost all wizards are very repulsive and despised by elf wizards. Because, what we elf wizards summon are cute, beautiful but not at all attacking, at least they are beautiful creatures that do not actively attack. Such summoning results are completely contrary to the original intention of summoning sorcerers passed down for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, when summoning sorcerers, as a wizard,

In the middle, the elves are a group of very special people. What my grandfather cannot tolerate is that later, my father was infected by his mother, and his subsequent cultivation began to transform into an elves warlock. Of course, my grandfather could not accept it, so he felt that his mother had led his father to ruin his father and turned a talented summoner into an elves wizard. Until his father and mother died, he could not forgive my mother." After Fu Ying'er said that, her expression was not sure whether it was sad or numb. In short, it was very heartbreaking.

But I still didn't understand a little, so I asked Ying'er, "But, Ying'er, what does this have to do with your vegetarian food?"

"It's related, brother. Because the elves cannot get into apricots, otherwise, the elves summoning technique will have to be practiced from scratch. So, I can only pretend that I am sick to avoid stabbing my grandfather." Ying'er said helplessly.

But obviously, when I met them, Mr. Fu Jiasen was relieved about his son and daughter-in-law, and was happy to see Fu Ying'er practicing the magic summoning technique. However, he still didn't know his granddaughter's little thoughts, but he actually couldn't eat Hunxing, but he was said to have a strange but not fatal disease.

After Ying'er's explanation, I finally understood the whole story. I said, "Actually, Yinger, you use your closest relatives as a voodoo doll. In addition to being able to keep her by your side at all times, you also lack a layer of threat because your relatives will never backfire on the host. Unlike your grandfather's voodoo doll, you may one day backfire and kill us. You also know that your parents and grandfather died directly or indirectly because the voodoo dolls backfire."

Ying'er smiled faintly and nodded, saying, "Brother Fang, you are right. Grandpa killed him because his voodoo doll is too powerful. My voodoo doll is my mother. She will only protect me and cannot harm me."

After hearing Ying'er say this, I not only felt aroused, but also thought of my father. If he could replace Zhu Yu with his father, wouldn't it be great to be my voodoo doll? Thinking of this, I immediately asked Ying'er anxiously: "Ying'er, can you know how to seal the undead, so as to create a voodoo doll?"

Although Fu Ying'er was less than ten years old, she was Bingxue's smart person after all. She immediately understood what I meant and immediately said: "Brother Fang, although I can't make voodoo dolls, I know who can do this. However, I suggest you not do this. I heard from my grandfather that voodoo dolls cannot be replaced easily. First of all, you must be recognized by the undead, which is too difficult; secondly, you must find a new host for your voodoo doll, otherwise he will never leave you. Forced replacement will cause big trouble."

I was really a little surprised and continued to ask, "Ying'er, can't this person have two voodoo dolls at the same time?"

"Brother, this voodoo doll has always been one person, otherwise, there will be conflicts between them, and the worst result will be torture the host to death." Fu Ying'er couldn't help but say worriedly after hearing my thoughts.

I thought about it and said, "Don't worry about this for now, Ying'er. Let's do it now, let's do it first and then decide on the voodoo doll. I think there will always be a solution, and I can't die at the hands of my voodoo doll in the end."

...

After getting off the train and taking a train, we got off in Dong'an City in less than half an hour. Before I came here, I was also worried that so many days had passed, and I don't know if Li Heng was still in this city. I thought about it carefully and felt that Li Heng could be very likely to stay in Phoenix Mountain: First, he could not really follow the Dark Magician of the Western Continent to the Western Continent, so his blood warriors would probably no longer exist, at least, become a weak vassal; second, he was unlikely to go to other cities. After all, every city of slightly large scale has long formed its own stable wizard world power pattern, and Li Heng could not stay in Lucheng, let alone other cities. This Phoenix Mountain was controlled by the descendants of the three descendants of the Lingwang of General Situ Kong, and Li Heng obviously had threatened and colluded with the descendants of the Lingwang.

This analysis makes a lot of sense, but even if it is all wrong, there are not many ways for me to choose from. So, after buying a tent and waiting for the things I need to enter the mountain, we went into the depths of Phoenix Mountain before it was still dark.

Fortunately, we are lucky. Phoenix Mountain is lush in the summer, providing us with a place to hide. I can't help but sigh that I had withdrawn from the special training agency, but by chance I was recruited to the wizard Corian, which connects the wizard world and the human world. In a flash, it was almost seven years. My son Fang Yiming is already half a year old. Lian Ying'er is about to be ten years old.

We found a dense forest clearing on the top of the mountain. On this place, we could clearly see the location of the tomb of the King of Ling. At the same time, looking around was very conducive to observing the enemy. So we set up a tent and set up camp to settle down.

I really want to take out my glasses and prepare to observe the situation around the tomb of the Sanling King. Fu Ying'er smiled and said, "Brother, do you still need to use a telescope to observe the situation in the mountains? There are so many trees, it is really hard to observe." After that, she directly released the little fairy from the small backpack she was carrying, pointed to the open space diagonally below, which is where the tomb of the Prince of Ling, and said, "If there is someone there, come back and report it immediately and tell the situation."
Chapter completed!