Aunt Du hesitated.
Huang Mao: "Don't say it."
Aunt Du: "But this oil..."
Huang Mao was dejected: "I worked in a night market near Pingxi River and ate supper for half a month."
"Ah," Aunt Du thought for a while and comforted: "I have been working in Xinhaicheng night market stalls for more than 20 years, and I am basically familiar with the oil consumption of each night market. Most of the night markets on the Pingxi River are very clean, with fire and fire safety. Food safety is strictly checked, and it is rare to abuse waste oil. Besides, the oil that is stolen here is not necessarily used for anything, and waste oil is not only used for cooking, but can also be made into scented candles.”
Huang Mao said, "Auntie, your comfort makes me feel that life is more difficult."
Aunt Du laughed when she heard the words, saying that the comfort he gave at home just now also scared her, and the two of them were even.
Cen Jin pulled the corners of his lips, knowing that Aunt Du's gag was mainly because she was too nervous and too scared.
She had just encountered a strangeness at home, fell from the death line, and rushed into the rescue operation of her daughter. She found the strangeness of the urban village, and also saw the strange grease accumulated in the basement. Still have to keep going.
Cen Jin originally wanted to persuade Aunt Du to wait at the entrance of the basement, but when she thought about the whole urban village, including this building, something was wrong, and the entrance was conspicuous. Aunt Du, a big living person at the door, might be stared at by things in the building.
In this way, it is dangerous, so it is better to stay by your side.
He fixedly looked at the oil stains on the sewer pipes, and a series of Southeast Asian sorcery spells and various head-dropping techniques flashed in his mind. The most famous evil thing in it was naturally animal oil.
Among the animal oils, corpse oil has the highest appearance rate. Human beings are the master of all things. The spirituality of corpse oil can communicate with ghosts and gods, and can also achieve the purpose of manipulating others. Oil can increase the success rate.
When Aunt Du said the word 'animal oil', Cen Jin's first reaction was corpse oil.
He didn't say it directly, for fear of scaring Aunt Du, but Aunt Du could vaguely guess it.
The two continued to go deep into the basement and walked for about ten minutes before Cen Jin stopped and said, "No."
Aunt Du: "What's wrong?"
Cen Jin: "Did you find the basement area so big when you brought Du Li home before?"
Aunt Du was stunned: "We've never been to the basement before, and every time we heard Du Li's shrill roar at the door, he asked Ge Junhui and the others to open the door, but they couldn't open it. Then call the police, and when the police came, Du Li stayed at Ge Junhui's house. ."
Cen Jin: "The area of this building is at most 160 square meters, and the apartment is square, but we can't see the end after walking for more than ten minutes."
Aunt Du was horrified: "A ghost hit the wall?!"
Cen Jin: "I think it's more likely that the entire village has been opened underground and turned into a huge basement, or a cage."
Imprisoned for what? What are these Brahmins going to do in the land of China? What is the status of the three Bharatiya in the village as mentioned by the taxi master, and what guiding role do they play
Totem said that this is a new cult with three or four religions, so what gods do they worship
Cen Jin drooped his eyebrows and felt uncomfortable. He just wanted to find Du Li as soon as possible and leave before dark. He felt that this was a big deal that should be managed by the government and shouldn't be involved with students.
Suddenly the lights flickered, the flashlight brought by Aunt Du was about to run out, and at this moment, the basement was suddenly filled with a three-dimensional surround sound of 'crashing', as if the downstairs was pouring water into the sewer, and the next moment There were shrill screams and painful moans. The moans sounded one after another.
Aunt Du turned pale with fright, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she ran forward: "Du Li! I heard Du Li's voice!"
Cen Jin immediately chased after him, and the chaotic screams and slaps of water in the basement became louder and louder, reaching a sudden climax, giving him the illusion that the entire urban village had come alive in an instant, as if he had entered the busiest day of the day. From time to time, it seems that the roar of various machines can be heard through the sewer.
From time to time he looked back at the sewer pipe behind him, and once was dripped with hot oil on the back of his hand, instantly blistering, red and itchy.
Cen Jin turned his head to look for Aunt Du, and saw that she was standing motionless eight meters in front of her. When she got closer, she found that her whole body was shaking violently, and she had an ominous premonition in her heart. She slowed down and approached quietly. Seeing Aunt Du staring straight ahead, her face was pale and her teeth were rattling.
He followed Aunt Du's line of sight, his pupils shrunk in an instant, his back was cold, and he saw an open space the size of a basketball court in front of him. There were countless iron chains hanging from the ceiling about 30 meters high. A huge, chaotic and evil disgusting monster.
This monster is generally transparent black, with a transparent black skin on the outside, and a layer of white fat on the inside. The appearance is a huge bloated humanoid, the lower body is covered by thick hanging fat, and the upper body is very confusing , like a bunch of black lines scribbled on it, but if you look closely, you can find that the black lines are all human bodies.
Human limbs stick to each other and grow together. For example, the middle-aged man in front of Cen Jin has his head and feet connected. His spine seems to be melted, forming an oval circle. The man's belly is glued together, his lower body is bent to his shoulders, one leg is bent in a circle, and his head goes through the circle...
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never have imagined how such a pose could have grown.
Once seen, the whole person will be shrouded in fear, just like normal people staring at the deformed part of any kind of creature will have inexplicable fear, not because of discrimination, but because of some kind of empathic fear of the growth of the biological body beyond the normal .
When a person is used to the appearance of a certain creature's body and suddenly finds that it is alienated and distorted into another appearance, even if it just grows one more claw, it will feel deeply terrifying, because it breaks the conventional cognition of the human brain and makes people fall into Chaos, the unknown, and the resulting indelible fear.
The monster in front of him can be called a master of distortion examples. Its upper body is like a large tomb filled with strong acid, which has melted the human beings in the tomb over time. lobe earrings.
A head with three eyes, an extremely ugly face, is sleeping, the mouth is penetrated by an iron water pipe, and there is a rushing sound of water inside, through the transparent black skin and thick fat, you can vaguely see the hot oil from the hot oil. Pour in on top.
Once the scalding hot oil is poured in, the monster's belly will send out a shrill scream, echoing in the basement.
Aunt Du vomited beside her, pinched her arm tightly, her spirit was greatly impacted, she was on the verge of collapse, and she could no longer get up to find Du Li.
Cen Jin was also nauseated, enduring the creepy feeling to identify Du Li carefully.
At this moment, the wave of oil filling stopped upstairs, the screams stopped, and the basement returned to a deadly silence. Cen Jin came to this monster and was shocked to realize that it was even bigger than the one seen from a distance.
After walking around the monster, Cen Jin finally saw Du Li sleeping with her eyes closed on its back. She curled up in the corpse pile, and one foot was about to sink into the monster's body.
He jumped up quickly, his feet slipped on the ground, and he almost fell, so he had to climb up with both hands on the ground, came to Du Li to sniff her, and when he was still alive, he pulled the person out on his back and jumped down. When he was about to leave, he looked at her. In the outermost pile of corpses, there were a few children and two teenagers curled up.
Cen Jin hesitated for a few seconds, put Du Li next to Aunt Du, turned around and continued to save people, until he pulled out the last child, and when he was about to jump down, a face that was so close in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes stared straight at Cen Jin and the child on his back.
Cen Jin held his breath subconsciously, but saw this face suddenly burst into a shrill scream: "Save me - save me!!"
not dead
Cen Jin was startled, and looked down to see that his lower body had been completely melted into Roshan, becoming a pile of fat, and a normal person would definitely lose his vital signs.
Sure enough, when Cen Jin tried to pull him out, he saw that the blood vessels in his waist connected to the monster had taken root in the monster, and when he was forcibly pulled out, a pile of pus and flesh came out.
If you look closely, you can see that the internal organs are already rotten.
Cen Jin quickly let go, jumped to the ground, stared at the man screaming 'help me' with a face full of pain, about three minutes later, he fell into a deep sleep, and his stimulated brain began to spin, so the sudden 'help' just now was a nerve reflection
He stepped back cautiously, continued to look for people who could still be saved, tried several times, and determined that most of them were already dead. Those screams and calls for help were all neural reflexes before death, but they were terrified.
Were they alive when they were devoured
Originally a normal life, suddenly woke up one day, in a dark place, surrounded by terrifying corpses, so I struggled desperately, but no one helped, I watched myself being melted into a huge monster little by little. Inside the body, I felt the scalding hot oil pouring down my head, the body melted and disappeared little by little, the bones melted, the internal organs rotted, and even the meat rotted like ice cream under the sun.
Gradually no pain, extreme fear and outbursts of survival made them desperately cry for help, their voices being swallowed up in the long, empty basement.
In the end, these people may not have died of body melting, but of despair.
Cen Jin's sympathy became stronger and stronger, and when he thought about it, he was instantly enveloped by that despair.
He didn't dare to stay any longer, and came to Aunt Du who was vomiting, mental breakdown and sluggish. After thinking about it, he knocked her unconscious. Even Du Li and others were sent to the cabin in the woods, so that Li Manyun and the others could take care of her.
Gu Tong peeked at the door and saw the monster outside, and immediately shrugged his shoulders, showing hostility and greedy appetite: "Yellow hair, I want to eat it."
Huang Mao: "Have you learned to order food yet?"
Resentful Tong: "You are not willing to let us eat the Queen Mother of the West."
Huang Mao: "As long as you pass the exam and make a breakthrough in your work progress, I will definitely reward you."
Resentment Tong pouted, just for this reward, it has been studying very hard recently.
Huang Mao asked: "Do you know this thing?"
The resentful boy shook his head: "chaotic and evil, unlike the orthodox gods, it may be artificial and weird."
Huang Mao waved: "Go back."
Resentful boy: "How about you?"
Huang Mao pointed at the monster and said, "The dead should be buried in the ground for safety."
Chu Tong shrank his shoulders, feeling that Huang Mao was about to pervert.
"You be careful, pay attention to safety."
Cen Jin responded and took something out from the back room. The boy closed the door, the cabin in the woods disappeared, and he and the monster were left in the basement.
He turned on the video on his mobile phone and observed a circle of the basement at the same time. He didn't look carefully just now. Only now did he realize that some iron chains above did not trap the monsters, but were made into pendant lamps and filled with oil.
The middle of the wall was hollowed out, and a circle of white candles was placed.
He sent the video to Totem, and a few seconds later received a reply: [Where are you?]
[Pingxi Village.]
[The director asked me to call the police immediately and notify the agency. He said that this matter is a bit troublesome... I read the message you sent just now. Is a main god. Incarnation.
It is a fusion of voodoo in Haiti, voodoo and head descending in Thailand and Malaysia, as well as new Brahmanism and Buddhism. It worships death and curses, which is very chaotic and evil.
It emerged about 20 years ago, developed rapidly, quickly spread across Southeast Asia, and made waves everywhere. It was defined as a cult by the organization because it likes evil sacrifices. After several large-scale crackdowns by the government, this new cult has disappeared. About ten years later, I didn't expect to see it in Xinhai City.
Judging from the situation, it has been held in Pingxi Village for some time.]
[Who is the main god they believe in?]
[King Asura.]
At first, Asura was the evil god in Brahman mythology, who fought against the gods and humans. Later, he was absorbed into Buddhism and became one of the eight tribes of gods and dragons.
The most famous story is the endless battle between Asura and Emperor Shitian.
Totem continued to send a message: [So this cult is also called Feitian.]
The literal translation of Asura's name is 'feitian'.
Cen Jin shot the monster in the middle with his mobile phone: [This thing is a product of evil sacrifice, King Asura?]
[King Asura has nine heads and one thousand eyes, nine hundred and ninety-nine hands and feet.]
Cen Jin raised his eyes and saw that the evil sacrifice product in front of him was a huge head with three eyes on the face, and countless human heads and bodies were stacked on it, but they were all melting.
If it melts to the end, only eyes and hands and feet are left, maybe there will be a thousand eyes and nine hundred and ninety-nine hands and feet.
… wait, that doesn’t seem right.
Cen Jin remembered that the black skull that Aunt Du worshipped came from the necklace of Goddess Kali, and was also attacked by a black mummified corpse, which obviously had nothing to do with the Asura King worshipped by the Feitian Xie sect.
So, isn't it the same wave of cults
Totem: [The official has dispatched a special attack team to the past, you hurry up and find a safe place to hide.]
Cen Jin replied with a word of thanks and ended the communication. His ears moved, and he turned to look at the entrance of the basement. There was the sound of oil dripping, wind and footsteps. Someone came down
He was not idle, he took out the hammer and rushed to the head of the evil offering product, looked down, about 20 meters above the ground, and then raised the hammer high, with a loud 'bang', smashing the iron pipe out. A large hole, and a tube of semi-solidified grease suddenly flowed out of it.
Then he tore off his clothes and wrapped it around his hands, grabbed the chain and shook it violently. The basement made a 'crashing' sound, the oil on the lamps all fell down, and some of the bodies soaked in the oil groaned in pain.
Huang Mao lowered his eyes, the faint flashlight light on his face, there was no expression, and he could not see the emotions at the moment.
In the direction of the entrance to the basement, the subtle footsteps stopped for a moment, and soon resounded again, from far to near, getting louder and louder, and the rushing footsteps could be heard from about a hundred meters away.
Before anyone arrives, the candles are lit first.
Huang Mao raised his eyebrows and saw that all the white candles hanging in the air were lit, dispelling the darkness in the basement. At the same time, a dozen or so Brahmins appeared at the entrance of the square. Two Brahmin monks in orange-red monk robes walked out in the middle, and a woman in a black sari walked out from between the two monks.
Seeing the human body on the product of the evil sacrifice, the woman was puzzled and sternly reprimanded: "What's going on?"
Someone behind them quickly replied: "These human bodies still have nerve reflexes left in their lifetimes, and they will scream when they are poured with hot oil, which is not a serious obstacle to our plan. Don't worry, the sound will not be transmitted, and some living bodies will not be able to escape. "
They talked in Chinese throughout the whole process and could not hear the accent. It could be seen that they had been lurking in China for many years, or they had made plans for China.
Both the land and the people are invasions.
Cen Jin looked down at a human head under his feet, and his facial features had obvious characteristics of the Bharat.
In other words, the cult not only persecuted the Chinese people, but also persecuted ordinary Bharat people who used to live in Pingxi Village.
Someone below asked: "What do you plan to do with the Ge Junhui family?"
Woman: "The corpse oil that has been fed to their family of three for more than ten years is almost ready for recycling."
The person who asked the question obviously didn't know this and was quite shocked: "What do you mean?"
Woman: "They are the base of the next King Asura, and this one is about to be born." She stopped and pointed to a pit in the crowd: "Is this one missing a human body?"
Before anyone else could answer, the two monks looked at each other, and suddenly, like flying swallows, they swept over the head of the evil offering, and attacked Cen Jin without saying a word.
Cen Jin raised his hammer in response, opened and closed his moves, and his fists were fierce, but he was firmly locked by the too rigid and soft physical skills of the two monks on the opposite side.
Leaning back sharply, Cen Jin avoided the swept leg, turned over and faced a soft and slow right fist, subconsciously dodged, and narrowly brushed it, but unexpectedly, the bones in the arm turned like cotton soaked in water. He punched Cen Jin in the face.
Cen Jin was a little dizzy from the sudden and extremely violent punch, and he didn't have time to think about it. He relied on intuition and muscle memory to quickly dodge the dense punching technique. He quickly grabbed the attacking punch with his eyes and hands. With a sour squeak, Cen Jin pulled the monk out with his backhand, and when the opponent hit his companion, he exerted gravity and turned his body with a hammer.
There was a sound of 'bang', and the monk's back vest was beaten out with a large amount of dust.
With the two heavy blows, the two monks fell to the ground together, a pit was smashed into the ground, and a net-shaped circle with a diameter of two meters was cracked instantly.
The woman raised her head: "Friend, maybe we can talk peacefully."
One end of the hammer fell on the head of the evil offering product, and the yellow-haired elbow supported the hammer, looking down at the evil sect staff below, and asked softly, "Are you a Bharat woman who cheated on Ge Junhui?"
Woman: "Who are you?"
Huang Mao: "Ge Junhui's ex-girlfriend's younger brother."
The woman sighed, "It seems that we can't keep the peace between us."
Huang Mao's pupils narrowed and he asked, "Who are you?"
The woman took off the sari wrapped around her body, revealing a short top and tight trousers, with gorgeous gold ornaments on her wrists, ankles, and foreheads, and a sapphire sapphire pearl between her necks. Her face was gorgeous and her neck was black.
She made a yoga pose, raised her eyes and said, "The Great Asura King: Luo T."
One of the four Dharma protectors of the Tianlong Babu Congregation, one of the four Asura kings in the Buddhist kingdom, a warlike evil god, and the Luo T Asura king.
Asura men are ugly, women are beautiful, and all the four asura kings in the Buddhist kingdom are male, but the one in front of him is a woman, which shows that she is not the rumored Asura king.
Cen Jin felt the deep spiritual pollution in her body like the sea, indicating that she might indeed be a big Asura king.
In other words, this evil sacrifice actually produced an Asura king.
King Luo T Asura stomped his toes, like an arrow from a string, and bounced towards Cen Jin, who held the hammer, dived down, and used gravity control and gravity pressure at her, and then a hammer slammed Luo T A. King Shura's abdomen, and quickly dropped below her, another hammer blow, sending it to the top of the head of the evil offering.
The yellow hair fell straight down, looking at King Asura who fell lightly on his toes, knowing that the two hammers just now didn't hurt or itch for her.
King Ashura was originally belligerent and had excellent combat power. In addition, this woman was good at yoga, and she was both tough and soft. When she practiced to the extreme, she could freely adjust the body's breathing, heart rate and fat distribution, perfectly restraining his fierce attacks. Skill.
So he didn't plan to fight hard, and he never thought about being positive from the beginning.
Huang Mao fell to the ground, turned around and ran towards the entrance.
King Luo T Asura was a little confused by his behavior of not playing cards according to the routine. When he saw him running away, he thought he was a coward. Knowing her name, he was so frightened that he fled in a panic. A sharp fist blade was thrown at the running Cen Zizi in the back.
With the sound of 'huh', that cold weapon unique to Bharat pierced the air and headed straight for Cen Jin. Cen Jin threw the hammer without turning his head, collided with it, and created violent sparks.
Just when the blade of the fist brushed past the corner of his eye, Cen Jin held the blade, which was about one meter long, with his backhand. Instead, it uses the force to rotate five circles to make the fist blade generate a greater inertial force, and then throw it out violently.
The blade of the fist turned into a silver light, making a sound of gold, and with a sound of 'Ce', the Bharat people rushed over to capture him, and stabbed directly at the face of King Luo T Asura.
King Asura turned his head, the blade of his fist brushed against her ear, and she smiled mockingly as she looked at Huang Mao fleeing in panic.
Just as she was about to take another shot, she heard a harsh sound coming from above her head, followed by the sound of water rushing down. Her gaze was fixed on the pipe with a large hole in front of her, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the flying fist blade was cut off. Countless lamps and dozens of fire cores fell on the evil offering products.
Boom--!
A large amount of hot oil was splashed from the sewer pipe, spraying all over the floor, and countless human bodies let out shrill screams in conditioned reflex, and countless 'help me-' flooded the entire basement until the fire core licked the hot oil. ——
boom! !
There was a loud roar, and the animal oil, which ignited like gasoline, burned violently when it hit an open flame, and the flames instantly spread throughout the basement, and the flames rushed out of the basement, burning two monks and a dozen or so Bharat people into mummified corpses. The human body devoured by the sacrificial product actually showed a calm face under the high temperature and flames, and no longer wailed in pain.
In the flames, the glamorous face of King Luo T Asura showed extreme anger: "Yellow hair-!!"
The soles of Huang Mao's feet are smeared with oil, and his head does not look back.
BOOM——It exploded with a bang, the flames scurried wildly, and the sewer pipes were smashed open with a fist-sized hole. When the hot oil splashed into the flames, it really responded to the idiom of 'adding fuel to the fire'.
Cen Jin ran out of the building, the building behind him collapsed, and the ground trembled like an earthquake. He quickly climbed to the roof of the high-rise building and ran out of Pingxi Village by jumping upstairs.
Huang Mao was like a plague god. Every time he jumped over a building, that building exploded violently and collapsed. Soon the entire Pingxi Village was in a sea of fire.
The members of the cult ran out of the building with their whole bodies on fire, and were kicked back one by one by Cen Jin.
There are hundreds of thousands of people in the village, and there is not a single Chinese. It can be seen that Pingxi Village has been completely eroded.
Cen Jin heard the siren from a distance, thought for a while, put a few people rescued from the basement on the more conspicuous lawn, then disappeared into the darkness and left.
***
At this time, the source of the fire, an air current rose flat on the ground and gradually expanded, forming a hurricane and scraping out an open space. King Asura with a large area of burns on his back stood in the center of the hurricane, his fangs pierced his red lips, and his face was hideous, revealing a strange beauty. , and his eyes were ruthless and gloomy.
She pulled out her fist blade, turned around and slashed the burnt evil sacrifice product, turned her head sideways, and whispered into the air, "Product No. 453 failed."
The flames burning in the air 'crackled' as if in response to her answer.
King Luo T Asura picked up the intact sari and put it on his body, and left the basement in a blink of an eye.
***
In the middle of the night, Cen Jin returned to Du Li's house, settled both of them, and went to the kitchen to pour hot water. The black mummy inside was eaten so much that there was no residue left.
He leaned back against the sink, the sewer pipe made a rumbling sound, and slowly crawled out of a black tentacle and rushed towards Cen Jin's back, with a 'duh' sound, and was directly nailed to the spot by a kitchen knife.
"Can you speak?"
"… "
The black tentacles did not move, as if they were dead.
"Not to mention that I killed the black mummy. I also kept a lot of weirdos and fed them all kinds of high-risk weirdos. To be honest, people like you are at most a spicy stick, that kind of unsanitary. Snacks, you understand."
The black tentacles wiggled secretly, trying to struggle away.
"Fry it in a ditch, and it should taste okay. Or cut it into sashimi and eat it with some sauce. Of course, it's not for me, but for the little weirdos I raise."
The black tentacles sneered, thinking that this yellow hair just opened his mouth and had no basic common sense. How could it be weird and obedient to be raised by humans
Unless this human is a pervert that is more terrifying than weird.
But it doesn't look like it. He also lives in Huaxiang, and this place is very clean.
After Cen Jin finished drinking a large glass of water, he went outside for a while, and then came back to lead the complaining boy together. The black tentacles that had been twisted and twisted instantly stiffened.
Resentful Child: "Why did you call me?"
Cen Jin: "Eat it."
Resentful boy: "You're sick, it's so dirty."
Cen Jin: "Can you eat it after washing and frying, it tastes like French fries?"
Resentful Child: "Really?"
Cen Jin's expression did not change, and the resentful boy grabbed the black tentacle and pulled it out, and then the two of them heard the black tentacle cry together: "Don't eat me, I can talk."
The resentful boy scolded: "Shut up, food is not qualified to speak."
The black tentacles slapped together with the hiccups and hiccups, not daring to speak, and then a kitchen knife raised his head, the first to see a yellow hair, and then a fair and beautiful face, and he couldn't help shaking even more.
This is the pervert who instigated the weird to eat it, too terrifying.
"Don't eat me, I can work." It cried miserably, twisting its body into a ball, like a wet rag, and also like a wet briquettes just out of water. "I eat less and work very hard..."
The more it cried, the more sad it became. It felt very miserable. It managed to escape from such a terrifying place, and crawled along such a complicated sewer. Every day, it could only eat some scraps, mice and insects that had been washed down. It was hard to find a dead body. It's so weird that I'm going to be perverted as soon as I'm full.
Cen Jin looked at the black briquettes that looked like liquid, tried hard to find it for a long time, and finally gave up looking for its facial features.
"What's your name? Where do you come from? What abilities do you have? Can you make money? Have you ever killed a living person, either actively or passively?"
Black was weird and dizzy, and randomly picked a question: "What is money?"
"... eat it."
The resentful boy bared his teeth and screamed weirdly: "I'm super good at dredging the sewer!"
"Our domestic Kunlun internal mechanical devices are very advanced, and there will be no blockage of the sewer pipes."
The black weirdness wilted visibly to the naked eye.
"But we lack the talent to clean the delicate machinery."
"I can!" Hei Wei instantly stood up and said proudly: "I used to repair any electrical appliances in the town that were broken."
Cen Jin knocked on the channel: "Answer my question just now."
"They all call me black briquettes. I come from a small town in Bajialing, and I managed to escape. I have never harmed a living person."
Cen Jin looked at the black briquettes. He could speak, but he had very little mental pollution. He was sensible but weak. He had never harmed a living person.
Generally speaking, only high-level, human-like, and ferocious weirdos can keep their senses, or special weirdos like the Wraith Boy who are in the realm of the gods and are polluted can speak coherently.
Where is Baja Ridge
Have not heard.
Cen Jin asked him to go back to Kunlun in China with Gutong. The latter looked sad, so he had to buy two French fries to make up for it, so that Gutong was reluctantly happy.
After collecting the black briquettes, he was sure that there was no more strangeness in Huaxiang, so Cen Jin was relieved.
At this time, Totem came to the video and asked: "The fire in Pingxi Village, are you all right?"
Cen Jin: "It's alright, someone has been rescued, thank you brother for your concern."
Totem nodded, didn't ask more about Pingxi Village, and said instead: "The ten director will go to your place tomorrow, and it is estimated that he will bring a few investigators over there for routine questioning, and by the way, help your relatives to release the curse."
Cen Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, thank you brother."
Totem: "No. There is one more thing I have to tell you, the exam is coming soon."
Cen Jin was a little sluggish: "I know."
He had already planned the arrangement of the monthly exam. He would pass the cultural class with full marks, and fly over the professional and physical education classes at low altitude. Because he had missed full attendance for part-time jobs several times before, he would not be able to pass the test in normal times, so he never thought about getting a scholarship. .
"No, you don't know anything."
"?"
"The monthly test is not important. The Asian group competition after the monthly test is the key point. At that time, we will still be in the same group."
"What competition?" Huang Mao was stunned.
"Next year's first Global Competitive Exchange Tournament will start preparing for the knockout system this year. The summer vacation will begin in mid-July, and group competitions and individual competitions will be held in Asia. Group points and individual points will be collected respectively, which is similar to the competition system of other large-scale sports competitions in the world. "
Totem said: "You go to the forum to see, it is very detailed. It is estimated that the open group competition will open on Monday through the application list, and Wang Lingxian is the team leader."
"Wait—" He didn't want to participate.
"The list of all members of the team has been filled out and submitted... Do you have a question?"
"Will the abstention be dismissed by the school?"
"...No. But Wang Daxian will bring him two custom-made hands. Gun climbs the window in the middle of the night, sits gracefully by your bedside, and asks you to choose one of the two."
"Have you ever been killed?"
"No. The content of his choice is to eat a gun and a million in cash."
Huang Mao suddenly looked sad.
Totem was quite puzzled when he saw this. Logically speaking, shouldn't Huang Mao be ecstatic
He asked his doubts, and heard Cen Jin answer: "Giving one million cash means that if you refuse, you will really be shot!"
Wang Daxian is too cruel. Violent!
Huang Mao was very discouraged, he said farewell to Totem feebly, hung up the phone, and sighed heavily. In fact, even if Wang Lingxian didn't threaten and returned the money, he would not agree no matter how much he gave.
Big money makes people insane. The end is either tears in prison or listening to suona in the village. Of course, the competition is not that serious, but once you get the money, you have to go all out. The problem is that he can't do it.
The starting gun of the event will last from July this year to the end of June next year, and the vigor will not end until the end of September. It must be done by people who are full of passion and eternal blood.
"I can't do it." Huang Mao muttered to himself: "I still have to work part-time, and I don't have the energy. How can I get the time to participate."
Even if there is plenty of time, he does not have this competitive spirit.
Scratching his neck, Huang Mao helped Aunt Du tidy up the house and then went home to sleep.
At dawn the next day, Cen Jin returned to Aunt Du's house to see Du Li's situation.
Aunt Du had already woken up, and her spirit was more than half recovered. She told him that Du Li had not woken up yet. This morning, a red line suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, which was getting longer and longer. Now that it reached the bridge of her nose and hairline, she was afraid that the red line would soon run through Du Li's body. Face.
"At the part of the red line, the flesh is split. Although the injury is very small, I feel flustered. I always feel that once the red line spreads to the chin, it will cut Du Li's entire head in half."
Aunt Du is not delusional, even Cen Jin thinks this red line is very vicious.
"Don't worry, the master will be here soon."
Saying that everyone arrived, Shi Chahai led two investigators to knock on the door of Du's house, and was led to Du Li to check her curse condition, and the two investigators recorded it casually.
"When will the red line appear?"
"An hour ago." Aunt Du said.
"Did she wake up?"
"No." Aunt Du asked, "Master, do you know what happened to my child?"
Shi Chahai: "I was hit by a blood curse."
Cen Jin squatted in the corner of the room, slandering the words, the name Blood Curse sounds like a bad street setting.
"Can you solve the spell if you know the type of spell?" one of the investigators asked.
"There are many kinds of blood spells, and the blood spells between different religions are not the same. This is a vicious spell used by voodoo between men and women. It uses blood as a guide and a red thread as a blade. At first, the same thin lines appeared on the body. The bloodstains gradually covered the whole body, and the pain was dense, no less than a thousand cuts. Of course, the whole body was sliced into a thousand pieces in the end, and it was true.
Therefore, this blood curse is also known as: Lover's Knot. "
Huang Mao complained in his heart: Is there any necessary connection between this vulgar homophonic stalk and Thousand Cuts
Shichahai: "But this is not the most vicious part of this spell, its viciousness is that the spell can be transferred to the lover. Because this kind of blood spell is usually used for the lover's infidelity, the cheater is cursed, or transferred to the lover. Three, or harm the innocent, the death method of the person who is transferred by the spell is to split the head in half."
Investigator: "What about the cheater?"
Shi Chahai: "Look at the mood of the curser."
Investigator: "This spell is not malicious, but disgusting."
Shi Chahai took off his Bodhi beads, pinched a drop of blood from Du Li's fingertips, smeared a horizontal line on the upper and lower ends of her red line, and immediately raised the magic seal.
"Do you know that the cursed will be recovered in the end?"
Cen Jin raised his head: "What do you mean?"
Shishahai glanced at him and said, "After the mantra dies, his body is still intact, and he will be taken back to make a corpse servant by the man who cast the curse. Bharata has a culture of cannibalism, human sacrifice, etc., and the mantra developed from it. The technique not only prays for peace, but also has the function of manipulating the dead.
This spell combines ancient Bharat mantras and voodoo voodoo, both of which have the effect of manipulating the cursed person to be a corpse servant.
So the little girl once lost control, resisted you, and insisted on going back to the basement of Pingxi Village, but she was in control.
… Combined with the description of classmate Huang Mao, I can roughly make a guess that the 'feitian' cult has made a comeback, trying to artificially create the king of Asura, which is the product of the evil evil in the video you shot Huang Mao.
Those evil things need a lot of human life to fill, and also need a large enough venue, manpower and time, and they are easy to be discovered and will be hit by both the agency and the official... Unless the curse is chosen immediately, and there is a legitimate reason, the official and the agency will investigate It's all difficult to curse. "
Cen Jin: "Transnational. Love kills."
"clever!"
Shi Chahai took out a few tissues and quickly folded a paper doll, scribbled Du Li's blood on it, gave a few words of blessing, and placed the paper doll between Du Li's eyebrows, and the pale paper doll was quickly smeared with blood. wet.
"National sovereignty comes first, so cross-border cases are the most difficult to investigate, and agencies cannot interfere at will without a legitimate name. Especially in recent years, countries have been preventing agency neutrals from entering their territories... The topic is off topic, bringing back the two points of cross-border murder.
First of all, men, most of them are scumbags, except of course I am present.
The market in Southeast Asia is probably famous all over the world. Every year, many men take the opportunity to go there to play cheating and find excitement. Even if various literature and movies repeatedly remind the cruelty of head-dropping and intoxication, some people are still lucky.
This cult organization takes advantage of the scum's luck, and then distributes it to tourist destinations in Southeast Asia, with men and women. Sometimes scum is regardless of gender. One party deliberately flirts with people, and the other party is deliberately caught, and then it is a matter of course. curse. "
Shi Chahai took the blood paper doll on Du Li's face, tore it in half and said, "The curse is over."
So fast. Simple.
Cen Jin was surprised, and he was a little interested in spells in his heart.
However, "Why are you so sure that this cult is cultivating King Asura? It is also possible that he just wants to raise powerful corpse servants."
"Because I practiced hard back then, and by the way, I participated in the fight against evil and cult criminal activities, and I saw an Asura king that they cultivated."
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