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San Zhang approached Jiang Ke and asked, "What is the initiation ceremony?"

The monk in red still maintained his original movements, as if he was a programmed NPC: "Dear believers, the initiation ceremony is about to begin. Please follow me."

Three:...

Sanzhang wanted to say something more, but before he could say anything, Meng Er stopped him.

Meng Er raised his cell phone and took a photo of the monk's face, but it flashed by and the three people present were startled.

The red monk's skin was as pale as a dead man's. Under the thin layer of skin, something alive seemed to be squirming. The muscles at the corners of his mouth pulled up into a perfect arc, as if someone had fixed his mouth with a needle.

In the dim light, the red monk's robe seemed to be dyed with blood, like an evil ghost coming to seek life.

Jiang Ke's face suddenly turned pale, and the hairs all over his body exploded. It took a lifetime of self-control to swallow the scream that was about to come out of his mouth.

Red-robed monk: "Dear believers, the initiation ceremony is about to begin. Please follow me."

San Zhang stood next to Meng Er and swallowed: "What should we do? We don't seem to be able to get out."

Meng Er was the calmest one among the three: "He means to follow him to hold some kind of initiation ceremony."

Meng Er: "Ke'er, should we follow over and have a look?"

When Meng Er was talking, his cell phone shook, and the flashlight shone on the monk's face again. Jiang Ke's legs went weak, and he almost fainted before he could catch his breath.

Jiang Ke calmed down, knowing that there was no way to escape.

He held down Meng Er's hand holding the flashlight and let the light shine on the ground.

Only a dark silhouette of the monk was left, which was finally not so scary.

Jiang Ke said weakly: "I'm here now."

Sanzhang stammered: "Do you really want to... follow me?"

Meng Er: "Go and have a look."

Three pieces: "I think..."

Before Sanzhang could say anything he didn't want to go, Jiang Ke covered his mouth: "If you want to go, Meng Er can go!"

Jiang Ke made up his mind and touched the beads on his collarbone with his left hand.

As soon as he woke up from the car, he felt that the bead was burning, as if it was warning him of something.

Jiang Ke knew that this bead was originally a place to "ward off evil spirits", but he still didn't know what it was used for.

But based on Jiang Ke's understanding of Ren Vince, he didn't trust Vince to give him a simple bead. This bead should have some other uses and might save his life at a critical moment.

What's more, other men can't be relied on, but he can still rely on himself.

Jiang Ke kept giving himself positive hints, and after a while, he finally calmed down.

The three people followed the monk out of the gloomy hall and walked along the right corridor to the back of the hall.

The light outside was still relatively bright. Jiang Ke glanced at the car and saw that the other three were no longer where they were.

I don’t know if I’m still going down the mountain.

Jiang Ke sighed. It was actually the most dangerous to divide the troops into two groups. He didn't know what accidents the other three people would encounter.

When he walked outside, without the fear of being shrouded in darkness, Jiang Ke dared to carefully observe the monk walking in front.

Compared to the monk I saw while sitting in the car last night, the figure in front of me was slimmer.

Under the red monk's robe, it seems that only a skeleton is left to support him.

Then she glanced at his face.

Under normal light, the skin appears gray-white, the cheeks are sunken, and there are insects crawling under the skin. The weird smile on the corner of the lips makes people feel scared.

Even though the monk's back was turned to them, Jiang Ke still felt like he was being watched.