In the dimly lit room, white candles were quietly burning in a circle. The flame was not ordinary golden yellow, but blue-black. Swaying and gradually spread out.

In the circle surrounded by candlelight, there are strange patterns drawn with white dye, and a small coffin is placed in it.A black male wearing a voodoo priest's costume, with a black python wrapped around his shoulder and neck, is surrounding the coffin, dancing a sacrificial dance and chanting spells loudly.

Every powerful movement of his will make the surrounding flames suddenly rise, and the powder raised from time to time makes the flames explode with a bang.

The black boa constrictor walked on the man's body, its greasy scales rubbing against the man's dark skin, the triangular snake's head raised high, spit out forked snake letters towards the coffin in the center of the formation from time to time.

Raffaele Harmon folded his arms and frowned.

Is this really a sacred ritual that can make the dead obtain eternal happiness?

Why does he feel that everything here is weird?

In the small coffin in the center of the formation lay his younger brother who died in less than five months in his mother's womb.A month ago, after his mother, Vivienne Harmon, suffered an unexpected miscarriage, a lingering haze cast over the otherwise happy family.

Failure to keep the child filled Vivian Harmon's heart with guilt and pain.

She was mad to make it up to the child.

However, in the eyes of the bishop of the local diocese of the Holy See, the child who died within five months of the mother's body cannot be regarded as a soul that has come to the world.Since he did not really come to the world, the church in the area cannot hold a funeral in the style of the Holy See for such a baby who died young, and the burial can be done directly according to the usual practice.

But Vivienne Harmon couldn't accept it.

She believed that the baby had come to her when she felt the baby move.It was her fault for not being able to bring this child into the world. She could not accept the hasty burial of that child. She had to be sure that he would go to heaven.

Since the Holy See refused to hold a religious funeral for him, she would find other ways, as long as she could send the child to heaven.

At Vivienne Harmon's insistence, his father Ben Harmon spent money on relationships and finally found the black wizard in front of him.

It is said that this black wizard is a voodoo priest, with high mana, can communicate with heaven and hell, and can make people talk to dead relatives to make up for regrets.

After the black wizard showed his hands, Vivienne Harmon believed it. Ben Harmon was still skeptical, but looking at his wife, even if it was just to reassure Vivienne and not continue to feel guilty and painful, Ben Harmon Meng also had to pretend to be convinced.

But Raffaele Harmon felt that the black wizard was totally against the law, let alone whether he was capable or not, but this black wizard didn't look like a good person.

Although Raffaele is only 16 years old this year, he believes that he is quite accurate in seeing people.

It's a pity that Vivienne Harmon insisted on her own opinion, and Raffaele had no choice.

For $[-], the black wizard promised to perform a sacred ceremony for the child.

After the ceremony, they only need to bury the child.

However, is there really no problem with this kind of dark and weird ritual?

Why did he feel that the temperature in the room was getting colder and colder?

It's like... It's like something is gradually seeping into the room, over the floor, towards the coffin in the middle of the room.

Raffaele rubbed his arms, suddenly a fire arose in his heart.It was as if something he hated so much was invading his territory, it was nothing short of provocative.

At this moment, the voice of the black wizard chanting a spell suddenly rose to almost shrill, and he suddenly lay down on the ground, bowed his head to the coffin, and his forehead hit the floor heavily.

The burning candle suddenly turned pale.

Raffaele blinked hard.

He seemed to have seen a rather strange scene——

Around the small coffin, the floor was cracked, black and red magma surged through the black gaps, countless skinny black arms protruded, and the ensuing black mist and scorching heat almost distorted the air above the coffin.

The slender fingers that looked like skeletons grasped the coffin, passed through the thin boards, and grabbed the little baby curled up in it.

The translucent child was light pink, so weak that it seemed that a slight pinch could crush him.

A cry as thin as a cat's meow rang in his ears.

Rafael was suddenly out of breath, he bent down heavily, he began to pant rapidly, his sky blue pupils gradually diverged.

Vivienne Harmon and Ben Harmon, who were watching the ceremony closely and didn't see anything strange, noticed something wrong with their son, and quickly reached out to support Raphael, lowered their voices, feeling uneasy and concerned Authentic: "What's the matter? Lafite, what's wrong?"

From the perspective of parents, they hope that the elder brother Rafael can send his younger brother off, but if such a ceremony will bring some burden to Raphael, they will let Raphael temporarily avoid it.

"I...I..." Raffaele grabbed Ben Harmon's arm abruptly, Huo Di raised his head, and around the slack sky blue pupils, white flames that were too small to be captured by the naked eye suddenly rose stand up.

His eyes wandered towards the coffin in the room, and everything around him was distorted.

The ominous black hands climbing on the coffin, the dark breath surging in the cracked floor, everything made him disgusted to the bone, made him want, made him want——! !

The white flames filled his entire pupils for a moment, he opened his mouth, and spit out a short, powerful but rather strange syllable from his mouth.

His voice vibrated slightly in the air, as if something echoed the voice in the dark.

The next moment, the pure white light tore through the twisted darkness in the room, covering the coffin in the formation.

Ben Harmon and Vivienne Harmon didn't see this scene, but the black wizard who knelt on the ground facing the coffin with his forehead pressed against the floor obviously felt something, he quickly raised his head, and then, he saw With the white light, his face suddenly changed.

In just an instant, that ray of light changed from weak to dazzling, filling the entire room in a blink of an eye.The white light sprinkled on those black hands, like ordinary people being splashed with sulfuric acid, the black flesh on the arms fell off one after another, black blood sprayed out, and white smoke "hissed" rose up.

The black wizard stared at all this in a daze, and when he was a little at a loss, a piercing scream full of fear sounded from the depths of his soul.

That was the howling of the devil from hell who was summoned by him in a ritual.

"No, no, no..." The black wizard shook his head again and again, his wide-open eyes were full of fear.He quickly tore off the black python wrapped around his shoulders, raised his hand and pierced the python's eyes with his fingers.

The giant python writhed in pain, struggling under the hands of the black wizard. However, within a few breaths, the giant python's bowl-thick body was broken into more than a dozen pieces, and the meat was mixed with a stench. The blood dripped from the incision, staining the floor beside the coffin red.

However, the death of the boa constrictor was not the end. Immediately, the black wizard fell on the ground in pain, his body twitched, and blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The Harmons who were supporting Raffaele were stunned.

What's going on here?

Before the couple could figure it out, there was a "boom", and the utensils placed in this room, whether they were magical witchcraft or ordinary wooden frames, all shattered with this sound.The white candle was blown into powder by an invisible force, and even the floor was cracked, instantly traversing the formation drawn by the white dye.

In the middle of the explosion, the wooden coffin was not damaged at all, and it was parked firmly on the ground.

Vivienne Harmon didn't have time to think about it, and quickly threw herself on the blank-looking Raphael, and pushed him to the ground.Ben Harmon's reaction was not slow either, he threw himself on the mother and son together, using his body to protect the two most important people in his life.

The black wizard vomited out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow", cold sweat mixed with blood instantly flowed all over his body.He fell to the ground, his body twitching, and the skin of his hands shriveled up like trees that had been drained of water.

Raffaele was pressed down on the floor, his eyes became clear from numbness.

The explosion did not continue. After a while, Ben Harmon raised his head vigilantly, and after carefully confirming that there was no danger, he dragged Vivienne Harmon and Raffaele up.He vigilantly hid the two of them behind him, frowned as he sized up the fallen black wizard, and said cautiously, "Master Ngong, is your ceremony over yet?"

The strange shapes surrounding the coffin and the piercing screams resounding through the room were not images or sounds that ordinary people could capture.The Harmons just watched the voodoo priest who was said to be powerful and powerful after dancing hard and chanting spells, and then suddenly blinded the eyes of the boa constrictor wrapped around him as if going crazy. After chanting a spell hastily, the living snake became After touching the snake section, blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and everything in the room exploded suddenly.

Ben Harmon, who chose to support his wife, was obviously skeptical of all this compared to his wife who had strong expectations for this ceremony because of despair.He is a psychiatrist, and he has also studied how this kind of "trick" can gain the trust of ordinary people. He glanced at the damaged items in the house, and some suspected that the wizard had done something himself, and wanted to use it to blackmail them.

Speaking of which, this ceremony cost them [-] US dollars, which is not a low price.To appease his wife's grief over the loss of this child, Ben Harmon would not begrudge the money, but that didn't mean he would allow others to take their money.

Although Vivienne Harmon was also taken aback, her guilt over the love and affection for the child overwhelmed everything.After confirming that Raffaele was not injured, she stepped forward eagerly and asked, "My child, how is my child doing now?"

The ritual completely failed and he was severely backlashed. If he hadn’t used the snake pets he raised to offset most of the backlash, the body of the black wizard who had already been dragged to hell at this moment trembled slightly. He looked around in horror, looking at the When he looked at Raffaele's eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He clenched his fingers tightly, and after a while, he swallowed hard the blood that kept welling up in his throat, and hissed: "It's going well...your child...will get...a happy life by God's side. eternal life……"

Raffaele hooked the corners of his lips with a mocking expression.

The author has something to say:

Finally digging out this pit~, please support, ask for flowers, refill~

I believe that you already know the real identity of the protagonist, but please don’t spoil it ^_^ Let me put on a few layers of vests for the protagonist (#^.^#)

There are a lot of private settings in this article, and there are many changes in historical reality. For example, it was seven months since Vivienne had a miscarriage in American Horror. This is five months~ There are many similar private settings~ Let’s let yourself fly together~(づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ

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