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is the same as Lu Youkun described, this person looks like he is at most thirty or forty years old, and his appearance is ordinary, the kind that he will never find in the crowd, but a set of clothes will make people look twice, because he is in tatters, and he is sewn and mended thousands of times, so he is like a colorful rice bag.

After a brief brief observation of his appearance due to the sound of footsteps, I couldn't help but focus on his walking.

The beggar walks in a somewhat peculiar way, leaning one step at a time.

Probably because he had been injured, he couldn't exert his strength in his left leg and could only rely on dragging. The drag was so large that half of his body had to lean in the direction of that foot, which not only made his posture look strange, but also made his footsteps look very strange in the empty environment of the temple.

But what was even more bizarre compared to it was when he suddenly stood still.

I don't know if he felt something or something, but when he slowly walked to the middle of the temple, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Through the pale light of the night vision lens, I saw him turn his head to look left and right, and then his gaze fell in my direction, and his mouth showed a somewhat innocent grin.

The look made me think he had spotted me. But just as I was so nervous that I could barely grasp the camera, he shuffled forward again, all the way to the barrel next to me, and reached for the lid of the barrel.

Something on the lid of the barrel crawled over for a moment.

The sound was so close that I wondered what it would be, but despite my efforts to see it, I couldn't move the camera casually, and the camera's lens range was not wide enough, so I only vaguely saw something hairy flash out of the lens, and soon disappeared.

Then I saw the beggar slap the lid of the bucket again, and there were words in his mouth.

I didn't hear a word of what he was saying, but it was better to know that he hadn't noticed me at all, which was obviously more important to me than to laugh at what he saw on the barrel.

So I continued to hold my breath and snap a close look at his face with close focus, when I saw the people who had been guarding outside the temple gate following in, and while probing my brain to look in the direction of the beggar standing, I couldn't help but ask him: "Master, has the lamp burst again?" Grandma asked us to install another one for you tomorrow. By the way, did you see the big boss, doesn't it look weird and scary?"

"It's kind of weird. "The beggar speaks very slowly, with a distinctly foreign accent.

While answering, he slowly turned around and left from the barrel, and then walked all the way to Lu Youkun's side, and looked at his stiff body by the light of the flashlights of those people: "But it's not in the way." ”

"Master, can you save him?"

"If you can, you have to take some time. ”

But master, why are you so godly, I heard that he has cancer, you can even cure cancer, no wonder grandma said, you are really more godly than a fairy!"

"Hehe, you can't say that, the ability of the gods is comparable to those of us who are mortals. Besides, as I said earlier, for those of us who are cultivators, there has never been such a thing as this disease or that disease, and it is not exciting. All of these foci that harm people are actually the work of demons and monsters, so the so-called treatment of diseases is just to take them away from the sick by a little method learned from the gods and bodhisattvas. ”

"So the higher the Tao, the more serious the disease that can be cured?"

"Hey......

Seeing that the beggar smiled and did not answer, someone on the side immediately asked again: "But master, I saw you invite the demons and monsters away from him a few days ago, why did they come back so quickly this time, and they have never seen them before?"

The beggar rolled his eyes: "He's a special case. ”

"Special case, because it's a terminal illness?"

"I can only say that this time the troublesome thing is very powerful, so I guess this time, I will have to take the time to give him a heavy hand. ”

"Can you take a look at it, master?"

"Look?" the beggar sneered when he heard this, and then took Lu Youkun's stiff and erect hand, and replied to himself as if he were groping for the veins: "It's okay to see." But I'm afraid that when I look at it, the thing will get off him and run straight to you, which is amazing. ”

After that, I put a slight force on a certain place, and in an instant, I saw that hand drooping softly.

This suddenness made the people around him slightly stunned.

Therefore, it took a while for someone to ask cautiously: "...... Will it be like this?"

"So either you stay here, or you go down the hill and wait, and as always, if you see green smoke coming from the top of the temple before dawn, come up and take him down. But if you see black smoke, you don't have to come up again. ”

"Why, can't it be saved?"

"It's not just that I can't be saved, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive either. ”

“...... So dangerous? But ...... Isn't it just a cure? Why do you say it as if you are alive or dead? ”

After saying that, the man tried to smile softly, but when he saw the beggar tilting his head and looking at him, he couldn't laugh. But the beggar grinned at him, and then said, "It's not a disease, it's a demon and a monster." If it's awesome, you'll go and come back, so if anyone doesn't want to die, they can stay with me for the night at this time, I don't care. ”

After speaking, in the face of the instantaneous solidification of everyone's expressions, the beggar smiled again, as if he was teasing these people from beginning to end.

However, despite this, when he said his last sentence just now, he coldly made my hand holding the camera tremble slightly, and the voice in the temple disappeared in an instant.

Not long after, I saw those people looking at each other in silence for a while, and then someone came forward and said haha: "That master, although grandma asked us to accompany you, but people who drank too much tonight are indeed a little dizzy, so it's better to listen to you, let's go down the mountain first." ”

With the beginning, the rest of the people naturally took the opportunity to follow immediately, and one by one they suddenly got drunk, and immediately said goodbye to the beggar one after another. So after a while, the footsteps outside the door came from near and far, and I saw that the strong men all ran away from this place in a hurry as if they were fleeing.

In fact, at that moment, I also felt the urge to evacuate.

Presumably, the panic of 'running away' is contagious, and the silence it brings also deepens the uneasiness.

But when I saw Lao Lu's hand, which had been flattened by the beggar, I hesitated for a moment, and finally resisted the impulse.

I think that since I have done my part, I really have no reason to give up if I give up, and besides, how true and how false what the beggar said just now, who can say for sure. So I took my breath steadily, and I continued to focus on the camera, staring at the figure of the beggar in the camera.

He seemed to have finally begun to seriously observe Lu Youkun's body, so the figure seemed to be frozen for a while, motionless.

When there was no longer a trace of footsteps outside, he glanced up at the door, then dragged his injured leg slowly to the door, carefully closed it, and slammed it shut.

Then when I turned back to the incense desk, suddenly the light bulb above his head went on like a lightning bolt, and my screen was dead white.

But soon, like lightning, the light was fleeting, with a popping sound.

I immediately understood that this time the light bulb had really burst.

But since it has only exploded now, why didn't they respond when they brought Lao Lu into the door before?

No sooner had the question crossed my mind with uneasiness, when I saw the beggar walking slowly in my direction again in the dark, and another uneasy thought followed, for I suddenly realized that the place had once again reverted to the blackness it had seen when I had first slipped in, as the men had forgotten to leave even a single flashlight in their haste to leave.

It was so intense darkness, but it didn't affect the beggar's walking, I don't know how he did it. I saw that he walked freely, as if he had night vision, and in this place where futons were littered all over the ground, he passed the incense table without mistake, went around half of the wall, and then walked to the back door, and locked the small door with the sound of clicking.

I thought that the door, which seemed to be almost unusable, was not locked at all. So as soon as he heard the sound of locking, he only felt his heart crack a little and pounded a few times.

For the first time, I was so nervous that my legs were shaking, and I couldn't help but regret that I didn't choose to leave in the first thought.

When I was a little helpless for a while, the footage on the camera clearly reminded me that the beggar had returned to Lu Youkun's side. This made me nervous to the point that my mouth was dry, but I immediately stabilized my breathing so that the shaking would not affect the clarity of the picture.

Judging from the picture, it seems that the beggar does seem to be treating Lu Youkun, because after returning to him, the beggar immediately took off Lao Lu's clothes and thoroughly examined his body.

Then climb under the incense table and lift the floor tiles, and pull out a small box from inside.

There were bottles and jars in the box, and although I don't know what they contained, I guess they were all similar to Chinese medicine.

He looked at the bottles one by one, picked one of them, opened the lid, poured out some black and slimy mud from it, and carefully smeared them on Lu Youkun's forehead.

The words in his mouth sounded similar to what he had just read when he found the hairy thing on the barrel.

Then he touched the sack-like clothes on his body, took out a needle, pulled out the tube with his mouth, leaned down and inserted the needle into Lao Lu's forehead.

It's also miraculous, as soon as the needle pierced, I saw that Lu Youkun's body, which was still extremely stiff, gradually softened like his arm. It seemed that the breathing amplitude was much larger than before, and the movements of his chest could be faintly discerned, accompanied by a muddy breathing sound, which made my heartbeat that had been hanging to my throat relax slightly.

I thought to myself, maybe it was really some lost method of Chinese medicine, after all, it sounded like Chinese medicine was quite mysterious and miraculous in the past.

But a few seconds after I relaxed, my nerves tensed again, because I suddenly saw the nosebleed that had long stopped flowing out of Old Lu's nose again, and the flow rate was much faster than before, almost as if it was rushing out.

The beggar still looked calm, as if he was not used to it, lowered his head and continued to concentrate and methodically insert the needle into Lao Lu's forehead. It wasn't until the needle, which was about five or six centimeters long, that he took a light breath, and then while continuing to chant words in his mouth, he reached out to Lao Lu's nose and touched the surging nosebleed.

I thought he was going to wipe the blood clean for Lao Lu.

Unexpectedly, his actions after him gave me a chill, and my hands trembled, and I almost dropped the camera to the ground.

I saw him put the hand stained with the old Lou's nosebleed to his mouth, and then filled it with the blood on it one by one.

It was filled hard and pleasantly, and he even squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying some supreme delicacy.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but churn in my stomach, and I was reached a limit by the continuous sour and slightly smoked in the barrel, and my throat was retracted and expanded, and I almost vomited all the contents of my stomach on the spot.

Luckily, I was able to hold back before I could make a sound, and at the same time I held on to the camera that was already covered in sweat on my hands, and I forced myself to continue focusing on the beggar.

Otherwise, I almost missed out on the next scene that shocked me absolutely as a result.

When I saw the beggar lick the blood from his hands halfway through, I suddenly remembered something, and he stopped his disgusting behavior.

Just when I thought he would not continue, he leaned over, pressed the injured leg against Lu Youkun's body, and slowly lifted it onto the incense case.

Then he slowly pulled up the fat and heavy pants upwards.

As I stroking up, I could see that my eyes were straight and my throat was tight, and I could barely breathe.

Therefore, even the trembling of the fingers could not continue to be restrained by their own strength, because the willpower was on the verge of complete collapse at this moment.

I've never seen anything like it before.

It turned out that the beggar's leg that could not walk normally was not due to injury, but because he had a human head on his calf.

Deformity or demonism? So far, I can't give a proper position.

It was a real human head the size of a fist, breathing and wriggling.

Although the facial features are blurred, at a glance it can be seen that it looks almost exactly like a beggar, which is really more creepy than the human head itself. And this miniature version of the 'beggar' clinged to the beggar's calf with its eyes closed, as if it was asleep at first, but when the beggar touched the top of its head with his bloodstained hand, its eyes opened openly, and then opened its mouth and bit Lu Youkun's head at once, and sucked it soundly.

As it sucked, something black and thread-like seeped out from the back of its head where it joined the beggar's calf.

I don't know what it was, they slowly seeped into Lao Lu's body, slowly seeping into his skin, and it didn't take long to see him become like a translucent cocoon stuffed with black silk, and the facial features on the human head became clearer and clearer, more and more similar to a beggar. Seeing this, I immediately realized that the real purpose of the beggar stripping and checking Lao Lu just now was actually for the immediate move.

Although I didn't know what all this meant, I knew that it would never be to treat Lao Lu, so I couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and immediately wanted to rush out to stop it, but just as I was about to lift the lid of the bucket, I felt that my hands and feet were weak for a while, and I couldn't even move my fingers off the camera.

I could only watch and continue to look into the camera, and for a while my mind was empty and nothing, until I was awakened by a thin and peculiar itch on my feet and neck, and I subconsciously reached out and scratched it, only to find that my hand had grabbed something like withered grass.

It should be the layer of pickles in the barrel that smells of sour rancidity.

But it's very fine, and I don't remember any plant with such fine leaves......

When he thought of this, he suddenly saw Lao Lu sit up straight from the incense table, pointed his hand forward, and let out a long scream from his mouth: "Ah——!"

Caught off guard, I immediately shrank under the barrel, and the camera suddenly took off my hands.

He broke out in a cold sweat again, but fortunately it didn't fall outside, but fell into the bucket, and was then held up by the thin pile of withered grass under the bucket, and luckily didn't make a sound.

But just as I was relieved about this, I soon realized that I had fallen into an even more terrible situation.

With the clear images from the camera screen, I finally understood what the rancid layer under the barrel was.

It wasn't dead grass at all, and it wasn't pickled vegetables.

Hell, it's clearly a big patch of human hair stuck to a dry scalp! 166 Reading Network