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Chapter 104 Voodoo 【Subscription】

Hearing Asen's words, Lin Jiuying turned her head subconsciously.

When he reacted and turned back, the white man had disappeared.

"Master Lin, my ancestors will entrust you next."

She frowned, before Lin Jiuying figured out the reason.

Arsenal's slightly excited voice came from behind, pulling his thoughts back.

"no problem."

Looking at the ancestor's corpse of Deng's clan at the auction, Lin Jiuying nodded, and immediately responded.

He did not forget that the purpose of his mentor and apprentice's trip to London was to bring this corpse back to Hong Kong Island.

……

"I see your soul, your soul is mine, your body is mine..."

London, inside an unknown church.

Holding the bone dagger on the toad's back with one hand, the black man made a spell while muttering words.

Strange spells lingered in the church, and a large amount of black blood gushed out of the toad's body, dyeing the ground in a strange pitch-black tone.

Stretching out his index finger to pick out one of the toad's eyes and stuffing it into his mouth expressionlessly, the black man chewed on the toad's eye while uttering high-pitched curses.

In the eyes covered by the cloak, a vague shadow of a white man gradually became clear.

Reconnect with the Revenant.

The expression on the face of the black man under the cloak became even colder. He learned the news of the failure of the auction from the mouth of the resurrected corpse.

The Revenant did not auction off the immortal corpses.

Thinking of the consequences of not getting the corpse, a look of fear flashed across the black man's cold face.

……

"Narcis!"

However, the black man in the unknown church has not yet been able to control the revenant to do anything.

The flames around the altar suddenly started to dance, and with the flickering of the fire, a distorted face appeared in it, making a loud roar.

"The High Priest."

Seeing the face that appeared in the flames, the Voodoo wizard named Narcissus quickly knelt down and replied with a tone of fear mixed with awe.

Unlike most mainstream religious systems in the world today, Voodoo is a religion of faith built under the reign of fear.The main teaching is that everything in the world is just an appearance, and there is a more important soul force behind it.

And the high priest of voodoo masters the power of this soul, and can curse and kill others thousands of miles away.

"Have you got the sacrifice yet?"

In the flames, the dancing flames form an abstract face.

The face opened its mouth and questioned Narcissus inside the church.

Facing the high priest's question, the expression on Narciss's face became even more frightened. He didn't dare to hesitate or lie, because doing so would only anger the high priest and bring about greater punishment.

"No, I failed, High Priest."

"It was just a little bit short, and I was able to get the sacrifice, but there was a problem, and my resurrected corpse suddenly lost control."

Hearing Narciss' answer, the face of the high priest jumped in the flames.

"You should know the consequences of failure, Narcissus."

Voodoo not only imposes fear on believers, even the wizards in the church are also under the rule of fear.

"Give me one more chance, High Priest."

Kneeling on the ground, against the cold ground of the church, Narcissus begged.

"I can feel that the sacrifice is still in London, and I will bring it back."

In the flames, the high priest stared at Narcissus in the church with his dancing and distorted face, and roared, "This is the last chance, Narcissus, I hope you can bring the sacrifice back."

As the voice of the high priest fell, the beating flames around the altar returned to their original appearance, burning quietly.

Inside the church, Narcissus, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly got up.

……

"Master Lin, do you need my help to ask someone to carry the ancestor's body outside?"

London, Sotheby's auction.

By capturing the ancestors of Deng's clan, the greatest purpose of Asen's trip will be accomplished.

However, looking at the motionless corpse at the auction site, he felt a little troubled.

Sotheby's is handling the auction but does not appear to offer shipping.

If the three of them alone carried their ancestors out and accidentally bumped into each other, Asen was worried that he would be scolded to death by the whole family of Deng's clan.

"No need to be so troublesome."

Looking at Asen with a troubled face, Lin Jiuying said something to him.

"Next, you just need to find a quieter room to put your ancestor's body, and I will leave the rest to you."

Looking at the confident Lin Jiuying in front of him, although Asen was puzzled, he still chose to believe the other party's words.

He approached the staff of Sotheby's auction, and quickly arranged a room for them.

"Ahao, prepare something."

In the room, Lin Jiuying looked at the Yin corpse lying quietly in the center, took off her coat to reveal the yellow Taoist robe inside, reached out to take the black hat handed over by her apprentice Ah Hao and put it on, holding a mahogany sword, facing the Yin corpse He tapped his head, chest and feet three times, followed by the Yin-Yang Bagua step, pinched the Fa Jue with one hand, and muttered something.

"Opening the heavenly court makes people live forever. The three souls and seven souls return to the gods and turn into babies. The three souls are on the left and the seven souls are on the right. They listen to the gods' orders quietly, but they don't know them. No one sees them when they walk, and no one knows them when they sit. Law!"

"Ahao, what is Master Lin doing?"

On the side, seeing Lin Jiuying's way of chanting the mantra, Asen couldn't help asking Ahao who was on the side.

"The master is doing it to bring your ancestors back to life."

"Ah, bring my ancestors back to life!"

However, upon hearing Ahao's words, Asen's face was full of surprise and frightened.

His ancestor of the Deng family has been dead for more than 100 years. If he really came back to life, then he really invited a living ancestor to reunite.

Seeing the frightened look on A Sen's face, A Hao couldn't help showing a smirk, and then he explained comfortingly: "Don't worry, your ancestors didn't really come here. Your ancestor moved on his own, so that he can travel conveniently."

"Say it earlier, it scared me a lot."

Hearing Ah Hao's explanation, Ah Sen patted his chest in fear.

"Ah Hao, soul-repressing bell!"

While Ah Hao and A Sen were talking, in the middle of the room, Lin Jiuying finished reciting the spell in her mouth, waved the mahogany sword in her hand, picked up a piece of talisman paper, and pasted it on the corpse's head, and then did not look back. Then he yelled at the apprentice behind him.

"Master, go on."

Hearing the master's explanation, Ah Hao hastily threw out the bell that was always in his hand.

Reaching out to catch the bell in mid-air, Lin Jiuying put it in front of the corpse and shook it gently.

jingle!

In the next moment, Yin Zong, who was still lying motionless in the room, suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)