In the shabby, narrow wood-room, there is a long table made of stones and long wooden boards.

A large black pottery altar is placed in the center of the table.

There are pots of internal organs that smell fishy.

There are several magic tools in between.

The firewood in the woodshed had been cleaned up by Guangyu. At this time, he was by Kang Xiong's side, helping Kang Xiong to sort out his clothes and wear some magical instruments and ornaments for him.

Guangyu is trembling,

I felt that Kang Xiong had a certain breath that was scattered, which made his chest feel stuffy and he couldn't breathe at all.

And Guangyu's clumsy,

Kang Xiong also showed rare patience.

After Guangyu helped him tie up his last magic weapon - the skin drum on his waist, Kang Xiong nodded and said kindly to Guangyu: "It's OK."

"Yes." Guangyuru got a general amnesty and stood up from the cushion, still bent down and said to Kangxiong, "Master, I will wait outside the door,

Beware that stingy people come to disturb your practice.

If the Buddhist son sent someone to investigate,

I can help you with one or two outside.”

Listening to Guangyu's words of "thinking about himself", Kang Xiong smiled. He looked at Guangyu's eyes and kept his eyes dodging.

Then he said, "No need."

The money falls and scatters,

Now no one will pay attention to you and me.

Just stay with me.

The road to practice is long,

There must be someone to accompany you.”

The master's words made Guangyu feel chill in his heart.

His face was stiff,

Under Kang Xiong's smile, he could only smile reluctantly and kneel on the futon again.

Kang Xiong no longer pays attention to Guangyu.

He took out a thin book from his arms,

Spit some saliva on your tongue,

Turn the book to page 5,

He pressed the spine of the book, and then placed the spread out book in front of the black pottery altar. He sat upright, picked up the bone hammer next to him, and while beating the skin drum at the waist, he recited the strings of mantras recorded on the pages of the book.

"Xiha Lama, Yutata..."

The tone of strangeness, the desolate and gloomy chanting sounds, accompanied by the muffled sound of the skin drum, lingered in this woodshed room.

Guangyu kneeled stiffly beside him,

From time to time, I looked up at the curtain covering the windows of the woodshed room and the wooden door on the ground in the corner.

He knew that the master had been practicing with a secret method.

This secret method can help the master to strengthen his own bondage.

And practice this secret method,

A large amount of internal organs and flesh of living people is needed as a medium.

However, Guangyu didn't know any details about practicing this secret method - these things were specifically responsible for the master's servant monks.

But now,

Kang Xiong's servant monk had long gone where he had gone.

This is the first time Guangyu has been with the master and has observed his own eyes the various steps and rituals of practicing the secret method.

Guangyu has no curiosity in his heart.

There is only unspeakable fear.

——Three of the monks who specialize in treating this secret practice for the master have been scared crazy.

The last remaining monk left his job and ran away.

Even if you know that once you escape, you will be caught, and you will definitely be punished if you catch it, and the monk will also run away!

visible,

How terrifying is the master’s secret practice?

"Dong...Dong..."

Kang Xiong was beating the waist skin drum,

Suddenly stood up,

His fat body jumped suddenly, jumped over the long table and arrived at the open space in front of him.

His whole body trembles,

The bells decorated on the monk's robe ring out loudly!

The whole person was spasming like an electric shock, and his mouth still spit out an unusually clear syllable, but his tone was strange: "Yu La was sarcastic, and he was scattered--"

"Dinglinglinglinglinglingling--"

The gloomy and weird tone, mixed with the ringing of bells,

It was suppressed by the drum sound again.

Those sounds became more and more vague,

More and more low

Then, at some point, Kang Xiong suddenly raised his head high, his fat body shaking and shaking, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the fire.

Keep bounced,

The sound from his mouth,

In an instant, it completely turned into a woman's tone.

The female voice was singing a song that made Guangyu creepy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I have no heart and five internal organs.

I'm floating,

Where can I find my heart and five internal organs?”

The song is full of soft smiles,

Only listening to the song without savoring the contents can easily remind people of those gentle and tame beauties in their minds.

It can be widely used to have the ability to think,

He heard the song

A gentle woman appeared in her mind, with blood flowing from her eyes, mouth and nose, and singing this horror song to herself with a smile!

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Guangyu's back.

Soak your back clothes!

He saw Kang Xiong in the open space trying hard to raise his head, tilted his head back with all his might, and his monk's hat fell to the ground.

It seemed as if he was about to tilt his neck back!

Kang Xiong's neck, which was covered with flesh, turned into a miserable white color.

Some places are sunken, some places are protruding, gradually forming a human face.

It seemed like a few rats crawled under Kang Xiong's monk's robe and kept moving under his clothes, making his clothes stir up from time to time.

Guangyu looked at this scene and was stunned.

Kang Xiong's clothes suddenly cracked!

It showed his white fat body!

On his chest, arms, and thighs, human faces popped up, silently sucking and breathing in the darkness.

At the same time,

Kang Xiong made a painful chanting sound from his mouth, and his neck was tilted back hard, and it was already broken!

He struggled to separate his feet and stepped heavily on the ground.

Take a solid ground stance,
To be continued...