The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Aunt Du hesitated to speak.

Huangmao: "Don't say it."

Aunt Du: "But this oil..."

Huang Mao was dejected: "I worked in a night market near Pingxi River, and I ate midnight snacks for half a month."

"Ah, here," Aunt Du thought for a while, and comforted her, "I have worked in Xinhai City night market stalls for more than [-] years, and I am basically familiar with the oil consumption of each night market. Most of the night markets on the Pingxi River side are clean. Food safety is strictly inspected, and it is rare to abuse waste oil. Besides, the oil stolen here is not necessarily used for anything, and waste oil is not only used for cooking, but also can be made into scented candles.”

Huang Mao couldn't say a word: "Auntie, your comfort makes me feel that life is more difficult."

Aunt Du laughed when she heard the words, and said that the consolation he gave at home just now scared her, and the two of them were even.

Cen Jin twitched 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 strange situation at home, had just fallen from the death line, and rushed into the rescue of her daughter. She discovered the strangeness of the village in the city and saw the strange grease accumulated in the basement. Still have to hold on and continue to go deeper.

Cen Jin originally wanted to persuade Aunt Du to wait at the entrance of the basement, but when he thought that the whole village in the city including this building was not right, and the entrance was conspicuous, Aunt Du, a big living person standing at the door, might be targeted by the things in the building.

In this way, it is dangerous instead, it is better to follow by your side.

He stared fixedly at the oil stains on the sewer pipe, and a series of Southeast Asian sorcery spells and various head lowering techniques flashed through his mind. The most famous evil thing in it was naturally animal oil.

Among animal oils, corpse oil has the highest appearance rate. Human beings are the primates of all things. The spirituality of corpse oil can communicate with ghosts and gods, and can also achieve the purpose of manipulating others. When casting spells, voodoo or head-down techniques, use corpse oil 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 something.

The two continued to go deep into the basement, and after walking for about ten minutes, Cen Jin stopped and said, "That's not right."

Aunt Du: "What's wrong?"

Cen Jin: "Did you realize that the basement is so big when you catch Du Li and go home?"

Aunt Du was stunned: "We have never been to the basement before. Every time we heard Du Li screaming at the door, we asked Ge Junhui and the others to open the door, but they refused to open it. Then we called the police. 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 house type is square, but we can't see the end after walking for more than ten minutes."

Aunt Du was terrified: "A ghost hit the wall?!"

Cen Jin: "I think it is more likely that the underground of the entire village was opened up and turned into a huge basement, or a cage."

To imprison what?What are these Brahmins planning to do in China's land?What is the status of the three Bharat people mentioned by the taxi master in this village, and what guiding role do they play?

The totem said that this is a new cult that mixed three or four religions, so what gods do they worship?

Cen Jin drooped his brows and eyes, feeling uncomfortable. He just wanted to find Du Li quickly and leave before dark. He felt that this was a big matter that had to be managed by the government and students should not get involved.

Suddenly the lights flickered, and the flashlight brought by Aunt Du was almost out of power, and at this moment, the basement was suddenly filled with three-dimensional surround sound of '哗啦啦', as if the downstairs was pouring water into the sewer pipe, and the next moment it was There were screams and moans of pain one after another.

Aunt Du's face turned pale with fright, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she ran forward: "Du Li! I heard Du Li's voice!"

Cen Jin immediately chased after him, and the chaotic screams and splashing water in the basement became louder and louder, reaching a sudden climax, giving him the illusion that the entire urban village came alive in an instant, as if the day had entered the busiest moment, It seems that the roar of various machines can be heard through the sewer pipes.

He looked back at the sewer pipe behind him from time to time, and once hot oil dripped onto the back of his hand, causing blisters, redness and itching instantly.

Cen Jin turned his head to look for Aunt Du, and saw that she was standing motionless eight meters away in front of her. When she got closer, she found her whole body shaking violently. Suddenly, an ominous premonition arose in her heart, so she slowed down and approached quietly. Seeing Aunt Du staring straight ahead, her face was pale and her teeth were chattering.

He followed Aunt Du's line of sight, his pupils constricted instantly, and his back felt cold. 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. Huge, chaotic and vicious disgusting monsters.

This monster is generally transparent black, with a layer of transparent black skin on the outside, and layers of white fat on the inside. It looks like a huge, bloated humanoid. The lower body is covered by thick hanging fat, and the upper body is very messy. , like a bunch of black lines scribbled on, but if you look closely, you can find that the black lines are human bodies.

Human limbs stick together and grow together. For example, the middle-aged man in the front of Cen Jin, whose head and feet are connected, and the spine seems to be melted, forming an oval circle. The man's abdomen is glued together, the lower body is bent to the shoulder, one leg is bent into a circle, and his head passes through the circle...

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine how this posture grows.

Once seen, the whole person will be shrouded in fear, just like normal people will feel inexplicable fear when staring at the deformed parts of any kind of creature, not because of discrimination, but because of some kind of sympathetic fear of the growth of the biological body beyond the normal .

When a person gets used to the body shape of a certain creature, and suddenly finds that it is alienated and distorted into another shape, even if it only grows an extra claw, he will feel deeply horrified, because it breaks the conventional cognition of the human brain and makes people fall into a trap. Chaos, the unknown, and the resulting indelible fear.

The monster in front of me can be called a master of distortion examples. Its upper body is like a large mound filled with strong acid, which melts the human beings in the tomb over time. On the shoulders are two towering towers of human heads, like hanging on Earrings for the lobe.

A head with three eyes, with an extremely ugly face, is sleeping, the mouth is pierced by an iron water pipe, and there is a sound of splashing water inside, and the hot oil can be vaguely seen through the transparent black skin and thick fat. Pour in on top.

Once poured into the scalding hot oil, the monster's abdomen will emit a scream, which echoes in the basement.

Aunt Du vomited beside her, clutching her arm desperately, her spirit was greatly shocked, she was on the verge of collapse, and she couldn't get up to look for Du Li.

Cen Jin also vomited, enduring the creepy feeling to carefully identify Du Li.

At this time, the oil injection stopped upstairs, the screams stopped, and the basement returned to dead silence. When Cen Jin came in front of this monster, he was shocked to find that it was even bigger than when he saw it from a distance.

After walking around the monster, Cen Jin finally saw Du Li, who was sleeping with her eyes closed, on its back. She was curled up in the pile of corpses, with one foot almost sinking into the monster's body.

He jumped up quickly, his feet slipped on the ground, and almost fell, so he climbed up with both hands together, and came to Du Li to check her breath. He was still alive, so he pulled her out and jumped down on his back. When he was about to leave, he saw A few children and two teenagers were still curled up in the outermost pile of corpses.

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 was about to jump off, when a face in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were fixed on Cen Jin and the child on his back.

Cen Jin subconsciously held his breath, only to see this face suddenly burst into screams: "Help me——help me!!"

not dead?

Cen Jin was startled, and looked down to see that his lower body had been completely melted into the meat mountain, turning into a pile of fat, 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's body, and when he was pulled out forcefully, a pile of pus and pieces of flesh flowed out.

Look carefully, but it is the internal organs that have rotted.

Cen Jin hurriedly let go, jumped to the ground, stared at the man and screamed 'help me' in pain. After about 3 minutes, he fell into a deep sleep, and his stimulated brain started to spin, so the sudden 'help' just now was a nervous reflection?

He retreated carefully, continued to search for people who could still be saved, tested several times, and confirmed that most of them were already dead. Those screams and calls for help were all neurological reflexes before death, but it was extremely frightening to think about.

Were they alive when they were devoured?

Originally a normal life, suddenly woke up one day, in a dark place, surrounded by horrific piles of corpses, so desperately struggling, but no one helped, watching myself being melted into a huge monster bit by bit Inside the body, I felt the scalding hot oil pouring down on my head, I felt my body melting and disappearing bit by bit, I felt my bones melted, my internal organs rotted, and even the flesh rotted like ice cream under the sun.

Gradually, they couldn't feel the pain. The extreme fear and explosive survival made them desperately cry for help, and their voices were swallowed by the long, empty basement.

These people may not die of physical dissolution in the end, but of despair.

Cen Jin's sympathy became stronger and stronger, and when he thought about this, he was instantly enveloped by that despair.

He didn't dare to stay longer, and came to Aunt Du who was vomiting, mentally broken and sluggish. After thinking about it, he knocked her out, and even Du Li and others were sent to the hut in the forest, and Li Manyun and the others helped to take care of her.

Seeing the monster outside, Yutong shrugged his shoulders immediately, showing hostility and greedy appetite: "Yellow hair, I want to eat it."

Huang Mao: "Have you learned how to order?"

Yuantong: "You don't even want us to eat Queen Mother of the West."

Huang Mao: "As long as you pass the exam and make breakthroughs in your work, I will definitely reward you."

Resent Tong pouted, just for this reward, it has been studying very hard recently.

Huang Mao asked: "Do you know this thing?"

Resentful Tong shook his head: "Chaotic and evil, unlike orthodox gods, it may be artificially weird."

Huang Mao waved: "Go back."

Yuan Tong: "What about you?"

Huangmao pointed to the monster and said, "The dead should be buried in the ground."

Yuantong shrank his shoulders, feeling that Huangmao was about to go crazy.

"Be careful and be safe."

Cen Jin responded, and took something out from the back room, Yuantong closed the door, the cabin in the forest disappeared, leaving him and the monster in the basement.

He turned on the video on his mobile phone and looked around the basement at the same time. He didn't look carefully just now, but now he realized that some iron chains above did not bind the monsters, but were made into hanging lamps 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 received a reply a few seconds later: [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 just read the message you sent, and the director said that this is indeed a new cult. I believe in polytheism, but I think that all gods They are all incarnations of the Lord God.

Fusion of Voodoo in Haiti, voodoo and head-down techniques in Thailand and Malaysia, as well as Neo-Brahmanism and Buddhism, worship death and curses, very chaotic and evil.

It started about 20 years ago, developed rapidly, and soon spread all over Southeast Asia, making waves everywhere. Because it likes evil sacrifices, it was defined as a cult by the organization. After several large-scale crackdowns by the government, this new cult has disappeared for about ten years. Thinking of seeing it again in Xinhai City.

Depending on the situation, it has been going on in the evil sacrifice in Pingxi Village for some time. 】

[Who is the main god they believe in? 】

[King Asura. 】

Asura was originally an evil god in Brahman mythology, who fought against heaven and man, and was later absorbed into Buddhism and became one of the eight tribes of heaven and dragon.

The most famous story is the endless battle between Ashura and Indra.

Totem continued to send a message: [So this cult is also called Feitian. 】

The literally translated name of Asura is 'Feitian'.

Cen Jin's mobile phone took a straight shot of the monster in the middle: [This thing is a product of an evil festival, King Asura? 】

[King Asura has nine heads and thousand eyes, nine hundred and ninety-nine hands and feet. 】

Cen Jin raised his eyes and saw that the product of the evil sacrifice in front of him was a huge head with three eyes, and countless human heads and bodies were piled up on his body, but they were all melting.

If only the eyes and hands and feet are left after melting, maybe the thousand eyes and nine hundred and ninety-nine hands and feet will be enough.

...Wait, that doesn't seem right.

Cen Jin remembered that the black skull that Aunt Du worshiped came from the necklace of the goddess Kali, and was attacked by a black mummy, which obviously had nothing to do with the Asura King enshrined by Feitian Cult.

So, not the same wave of cults?

Totem: [The official has dispatched a special attack team, you should leave quickly and find a safe place to hide. 】

Cen Jin replied with a word of thanks, ended the communication, moved his ears, turned around and looked at the entrance of the basement, there was the sound of oil drops, wind and footsteps, someone came down?

He was not idle, he took out the hammer and rushed to the head of the evil sacrifice product, looked down, about 20 meters from the ground, then raised the hammer high, made a loud 'bang', and smashed the iron pipe out A big hole, a tube of semi-solidified grease suddenly flowed out of it.

Then he tore off his clothes and wrapped them around his hands, grabbed the iron chain and shook them violently. The basement made a 'cracking' sound, all the oil on the lamp fell down, and the part of the body soaked in the oil groaned in pain.

The yellow-haired man lowered his eyes, and the faint light of the flashlight shone on his face. He had no expression, and could not see the emotion at the moment.

In the direction of the entrance of the basement, the slight sound of footsteps stopped for a moment, and then sounded again soon, getting louder and louder from far to near, and the sound of their rushing footsteps could be heard about a hundred meters away.

Before anyone arrived, the candles were 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, and two Brahmin monks wearing orange-red robes walked out from the middle, and a woman in a black sari walked out from the middle of the two monks.

Seeing the wailing human body on the product of the evil sacrifice, the woman was puzzled and sternly reprimanded: "What's going on?"

Someone behind hurriedly replied: "These human bodies still have the nerve reflexes from before they were alive, and they will scream when they are poured with hot oil, which is not a serious problem to our plan. Don't worry, the sound cannot be transmitted, and some living bodies cannot escape. "

They spoke Chinese all the way, and they couldn't hear the accent. It can be seen that they have either been lurking in China for many years, or they have long conspired against China.

Both land and people are invasions.

Cen Jin looked down at a human head under his feet, and his facial features had obvious Bharat characteristics.

In other words, the cult not only persecuted the Chinese people, but also persecuted ordinary Bharatiya people who used to live in Pingxi Village.

Someone below asked: "How do you plan to deal with Ge Junhui's family?"

Woman: "The corpse oil that has been fed to their family of three for more than ten years is almost ready to be recycled."

The person who asked the question was obviously not aware of this, and was rather shocked: "What do you mean?"

Woman: "They are the base body of the next Asura King, and this one will be born soon." She stopped and pointed to a pit in the crowd: "Is this a missing human body?"

Before anyone could answer, the two monks looked at each other, and suddenly, like a flying swallow, they flew lightly over the heads of the products of the evil sacrifice, and attacked Cen Jin without saying a word.

Cen Jin raised his hammer to respond, his moves were open and closed, and his boxing was 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 sweeping leg, turned over and faced a soft and slow right fist, dodged subconsciously, and narrowly missed it, but unexpectedly, the bone in the arm was like cotton soaked in water, and turned sharply Beat Cen Jin's face.

The sudden and fierce punch made Cen Jin a little dizzy. Without time to think, he relied on intuition and muscle memory to quickly dodge the dense punch, and quickly grasped the attacking punch with sharp eyes and hands. With a grunting sound, Cen Jin pulled the monk out forcefully with his backhand, and applied gravity when the monk bumped into his companion, turning around and hitting the monk with gravity.

With the sound of 'bang', a large cloud of dust was knocked out of the monk's back vest.

Following two heavy blows, the two monks fell to the ground together, a pit was smashed into the ground, and a mesh circle with a diameter of two meters was instantly cracked.

The woman raised her head: "My friend, maybe we can have a peaceful chat."

One end of the hammer landed on the head of the cult product. Huang Mao supported the hammer rod with his elbows, looked down at the cult personnel below, and asked softly, "Are you the high caste Bharat woman Ge Junhui cheated on?"

Woman: "Who are you?"

Huang Mao: "The younger brother of Ge Junhui's ex-girlfriend."

The woman sighed: "It seems that peace cannot be maintained 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 blouse and tight trousers. She wore gorgeous gold ornaments on her wrists, ankles and forehead, and wore pearly sapphire beads between her necks. Her face was gorgeous and her neck was black.

She made a gesture of inviting martial arts in yoga, raised her eyes and said, "The Great Asura King: Rahu."

One of the four guardian gods of the Tianlong Babu Congregation, one of the four great Asura kings of the Buddhist kingdom, the warlike evil god, the Rahu Asura king.

Asura men are ugly, while women are beautiful, and the four major Asura kings in the Buddhist kingdom are all men, but this one is a woman, which shows that she is not the rumored Asura king.

Cen Jin felt spiritual pollution as deep as the sea in her body, indicating that she might indeed be a great Asura king.

In other words, this evil sacrifice actually produced an Asura King.

Rahu Asura King kicked his toes, like an off-string arrow bounced towards Cen Jin. The latter held the hammer, swooped down, aimed at her and used gravity control and gravity pressure one after another, and then hit Rahu Asura King hard with an iron hammer. The abdomen, and quickly lowered below her, and another blow of the hammer sent it to the top of the head of the evil sacrifice product.

The yellow hair fell straight down, looking at King Ashura who landed lightly on his toes, and knew that the two hammers just now were neither painful nor itchy for her.

Asura King is already good at fighting, and his fighting power is superb. In addition, this woman is good at yoga, which combines strength and softness. When practiced to the extreme, she can freely adjust the body's breathing, heart rate and fat distribution, etc., perfectly restraining his fierce attack. Skill.

So he didn't intend to confront the tough, and never thought about being confrontational from the very beginning.

The yellow hair landed on the ground, turned around and ran towards the entrance.

King Rahu Asura was a little confused by his unconventional behavior. When he saw him running away, he thought he was a coward. When he knew her name, he was frightened and ran away. With a sharp fist blade, he threw it towards the back of Cen who was running.

With the sound of '咻', the cold weapon unique to Bharat cut through the air and went straight to Cen Jin. Cen Jin turned around and threw out the hammer without looking back, collided with it, and sparked violently.

Just as the fist blade passed by the corner of his eyes, Cen Jin held the one-meter-long fist blade with his backhand, and was driven by the huge inertial force to slide forward four or five meters, but he did not forcefully stop the fist blade. Instead, he used his strength to rotate five times to make the fist blade produce a greater inertial force, and then violently threw it out.

The fist blade turned into a ray of silver light, and made a sound of ringing gold. With a 'C' sound, he cut through the Bharat people who rushed to capture him, and pierced straight into the face of King Rahu Asura.

King Asura turned his head, and the blade of his fist brushed against her ear. Looking at Huang Mao who was fleeing in a panic, she smiled mockingly.

Just as she was about to strike again, she suddenly heard a piercing sound coming from above her head, followed by the sound of splashing water rushing down. Her gaze was fixed on the pipe with a big hole in front of her right. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the fist blade that flew out and severed it. Countless lamps and dozens of flickering wicks fell on the products of the evil sacrifice.

Boom--!

A large amount of hot oil splashed out from the sewer pipes, spraying all over the floor, countless human bodies reflexively let out screams, and countless "help me—" filled the entire basement until the fire wick licked the hot oil— —

boom! !

There was a loud bang, and when the animal oil, which is as ignited as gasoline, ignited violently when it touched an open flame, the flames instantly spread throughout the basement, and the flames rushed out of the basement aggressively, burning two monks and a dozen or so Brahmins to mummified corpses. The human body devoured by the sacrificial products showed a calm face under the high temperature and flames, and no longer wailed in pain.

In the flames, King Rahu Asura's beautiful face showed an extremely vicious and angry look: "Yellow hair——!!"

The soles of Huangmao's feet were smeared with oil, and he didn't look back.

BOOM——exploded with a bang, the flames ran wildly, and the sewer pipes were smashed open with a fist-sized hole.

Cen Jin ran out of the building, the building behind him collapsed, the ground trembled like an earthquake, he quickly climbed to the roof of the tall building, jumped upstairs and ran out of Pingxi Village.

Huangmao is like a plague god. Every time he jumps over a building, that building explodes violently and collapses, and soon the entire Pingxi Village is engulfed in flames.

Members of the cult who were on fire ran out of the building, 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 person, which shows that Pingxi Village has been completely eaten away.

Cen Jin heard the siren sound from a distance, thought for a while, put the rescued people from the basement on a more conspicuous lawn, and then disappeared into the darkness and left.

***

At this time, from the source of the fire, a stream of air rose from the ground and gradually expanded, forming a hurricane that blew out an open space. King Asura stood in the center of the hurricane with a large burn on his back, his fangs pierced his red lips, his face was ferocious, and he revealed a strange beauty. , and his eyes were cruel and gloomy.

She pulled out her fist blade, turned around and split the burnt product of the evil sacrifice, turned her head, and said softly to the air: "Product No. 453 failed."

The flames burning in the air made a 'crackling' sound, as if in response to her answer.

King Rahu 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, put the two of them in the kitchen and poured hot water, and the black mummy inside was devoured to the brim.

With his back against the sink, the sewer pipe rumbled, and a black tentacle slowly crawled out and pounced on Cen Jin's back. With a 'duh' sound, he was directly nailed in place by a kitchen knife.

"Can you speak?"

"..."

The black tentacles were motionless, as if they were dead.

"Don't mention that I killed the black mummy, I also raised a lot of weirdos, and fed them all kinds of high-risk weirdos. To be honest, for someone like you, at most it is a spicy stick, that kind of unhygienic Snacks understand."

The black tentacles wriggled secretly, trying to struggle away.

"Fry it in some gutter oil, the taste should be okay. Or cut it into sashimi and dip it in some sauce. Of course it's not for me, it's for the little weirdos I raised."

The black tentacles sneered, thinking that the yellow-haired man just opened his mouth, without any basic common sense, how could Wei Wei be raised by humans obediently?

Unless this human being 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 drank a large glass of water, went outside for a while, and then came back to lead resentful boy together, the originally twisted black tentacles instantly became stiff.

Yuantong: "Why did you call me?"

Cen Jin: "Eat it."

Resentment Tong: "You are sick, it is so dirty."

Cen Jin: "It can be eaten after washing and frying. It tastes like French fries?"

Resentment Tong: "Really?"

Cen Jin responded without changing his face, Yuan Tong grabbed the black tentacles and pulled them out forcefully, and then the two heard the black tentacles crying together: "Don't eat me, I can talk."

Resentment Tong scolded: "Shut up, food has no right to speak."

The black tentacles hiccupped and hiccupped together, did not dare to speak, and then was picked up by a kitchen knife, first saw a yellow hair, and then a white and delicate face, couldn't help but trembled even more.

This is the pervert who encouraged Weird to eat it, too scary.

"Don't eat me, I can work." It cried miserably, its whole body twisted into a ball, like a wet rag, and it looked like a wet briquette just out of the water. "I eat less and work very hard..."

It cried more and more sadly, feeling that it was very miserable, and finally escaped from such a horrible place, crawled all the way along such a complicated sewer, and could only eat a few washed-down residues, mice and insects every day, and finally found a dead body. It's completely weird, and you will encounter abnormalities as soon as you are full.

Cen Jin looked at this liquid-like black briquette and tried to find it for a long time, but 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 actively or passively harmed living people?"

Black felt weird and dizzy, and picked a random question: "What is money?"

"... Let's eat."

Revenant Tong bared his teeth, and Hei Wei screamed: "I'm super good at unblocking the sewer pipe!"

"Our domestic Kunlun's internal machinery is very advanced, and there will be no blockage of the sewer pipe."

Heiwei wilted visibly to the naked eye.

"But we are short of talents to clean precision mechanical devices."

"I can!" Hei Weiwei stood up instantly, and said proudly: "I used to fix any electrical appliance in the town that broke down."

Cen Jin tapped on the console: "Answer my question just now."

"They all call me black briquettes. I come from a small town in Baja Ridge. I escaped with great difficulty. I have never harmed a living person."

Cen Jin looked at the black briquettes. He could talk but had very little mental pollution. He was sane but weak. He had never harmed a living person. It didn't meet the organization's definition of weirdness.

Generally speaking, high-level, human-like and ferocious weirdness can maintain reason, or special weirdness like resentful children who are in the realm of gods and polluted can speak clearly.

Where is Baka Ridge?

Have not heard.

Cen Jin asked him to go back to Kunlun in China with Yutong, and the latter looked sad, so he had to explain that he would buy two sets of French fries to compensate, so that Tongtong could barely cheer up.

After collecting the black briquettes, Cen Jin felt relieved after making sure that there was no more weirdness in the flower alley.

At this time, Totem made a video call and asked, "Pingxi Village is on fire, are you all right?"

Cen Jin: "It's okay, the person was rescued, thank you brother for your concern."

Totem nodded and didn't ask much about Pingxi Village, but instead said: "Director Shi will visit you tomorrow, and he will probably bring a few investigators over for routine questioning, and help your relatives break the curse by the way."

Cen Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, thank you brother."

Totem: "No need. There is one more thing to tell you, the monthly exam is coming soon."

Cen Jin was a little sluggish: "I know."

He had already planned the monthly exam. He had to pass the culture class with a full score, and fly at low altitude in the professional class and gymnastics class. Because he missed full attendance for part-time jobs several times before, he might not be able to pass the usual score, so he never thought about getting a scholarship. .

"No, you don't know anything."

"?"

"The monthly exam is not important. The Asian group match after the monthly exam is the key point. By then we will still be in the same group."

"What competition?" Huang Mao was confused.

"Next year's first global competitive competition, we will start preparing for the knockout system this year. The summer vacation will start in mid-July, and we will start the group competition and individual competition in Asia, and collect group points and individual points respectively, which is similar to other large-scale sports competitions in the world. "

Tu Teng said: "Go to the forum and read it. It is very detailed. It is estimated that the school will open the application list for the team competition on Monday, and Wang Lingxian will be 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 any questions?"

"Will abstention be dissuaded by the school?"

"...No. But Wang Daxian will bring him two custom-made pistols to climb up the window in the middle of the night, sit gracefully by your bedside, and ask you to choose one of the two."

"Has anyone died?"

"No. His choice is to eat a gun or 100 million cash."

Huang Mao suddenly turned sad.

Seeing this, Totem was quite puzzled. Logically speaking, shouldn't Huangmao be overjoyed?

He asked out his doubts, and heard Cen Jin reply: "The meaning of giving 100 million cash means that if you refuse, you will really be shot!"

Wang Daxian is too cruel!

Huang Mao was very frustrated, and said goodbye to the totem feebly, hung up the phone, and sighed heavily. In fact, even if Wang Lingxian didn't threaten and returned the money, no matter how much he gave, he would not agree.

A lot of money makes people lose their minds, and the end is either crying behind bars or listening to Suona at the head of the village. Of course, competitive exchanges are not that serious, but once you get the money, you have to go all out. The problem is that he can't do it.

As soon as the starting gun is fired, the competition lasts from July this year to the end of June next year, and it will not end until the end of September. It must be done by people who are full of passion and always passionate.

"I can't." Huang Mao muttered to himself: "I still have to work part-time, and I don't have the energy, so how can I find the time to participate?"

Even if he had plenty of time, he didn't have the competitive spirit.

Scratching his neck, Huang Mao helped Aunt Du tidy up the house and went back to bed.

At dawn the next day, Cen Jin went back to Aunt Du's room to see how Du Li was doing.

Aunt Du has woken up, most of her energy has recovered, and told him that Du Li has not woken up to this day. A red line suddenly appeared between her eyebrows this morning, and it got longer and longer. Now it reaches the bridge of her nose and hairline. I am afraid that the red line will soon run through Du Li's body. Face.

"At the red line, the flesh was split. Although the injury was very thin, I was flustered. I always felt that once the red line spread to the chin, it would split Du Li's head in half."

Aunt Du is not delusional, even Cen Jin thinks this red line is very evil.

"Don't worry, the master will be here soon."

When everyone arrived, Shi Shahai led two investigators to knock on the door of Du's house, and was led to Du Li to check the situation of her being cursed, and the two investigators recorded it casually.

"When will the red line appear?"

"An hour ago." Aunt Du said.

"Has she ever woken up?"

"No." Aunt Du asked, "Master, do you know what happened to my child?"

Shi Shahai: "Because of the blood curse."

Cen Jin squatted in the corner of the room, hearing the rumors, the name Blood Curse sounds like a bad street setting.

"Can you solve it if you know the type of spell?" one of the investigators asked.

"There are many kinds of blood curses, and the blood curses of 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, there were thin lines on the body. The bloodstains gradually covered the whole body, and the pain was so dense that it was no less than a thousand cuts. Of course, the whole body was sliced ​​into 1000 yuan in the end, and it was true.

So this blood curse is also called: Lover's Knot. "

Huang Mao complained in his heart: Is there any necessary connection between this vulgar homophonic stalk and thousands of cuts?

Shi Chahai: "But this is not the most vicious part of the spell. Its viciousness lies in the fact that the spell can be transferred to the lover. Because this kind of blood curse is usually used for the infidelity of the lover. Three, or harm the innocent, the death method of the person whose spell is transferred is to split the head in two."

Investigator: "Where is the cheater?"

Shi Shahai: "Look at the mood of the caster."

Investigator: "This spell is not malicious, but disgusting."

Shi Shahai took off his Bodhi beads, pinched out a drop of blood from Du Li's fingertips, wiped a horizontal line on the upper and lower ends of her red line, and immediately erected the magic seal.

"Did you know that the cursed person will be recovered in the end?"

Cen Jin looked up: "What do you mean?"

Shi Chahai glanced at him and said: "The body of the cursed person is still intact after death, and will be taken back by the cursed person to make a corpse servant. Bharat has a culture of cannibalism and human sacrifice, and the curse developed from this The technique not only prays for peace, but also has the function of manipulating the dead.

This spell combines the ancient Bharat spell and Voodoo voodoo, both of which have the effect of manipulating the victim into 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 manipulated.

... Combining Huangmao's description, I roughly make a guess that the 'Feitian' cult has made a comeback, trying to artificially create King Asura, which is the product of the evil in the video you shot, Huangmao.

Those evil things require a lot of human lives to fill, and they also need a large enough venue, manpower and time. They are easy to be discovered and will be hit by institutions and officials... unless they choose to cast a curse immediately, and the officials and institutions will pursue them for legitimate reasons. It is difficult to cast a curse. "

Cen Jin: