Ten minutes later, Azambudan slowly stood up, walked to the car and came back, holding his cotton backpack in his hand, took out a ball of white thread from it and handed it to me, he was panting unevenly, I suddenly remembered what Kaohsiung had told me about mountain spirits before: it was a mandrill living in the deep mountains and dense forests of Southeast Asia, and if it could scare people to death after hitting people, people's souls would immediately attach themselves to the mandrill's body, making the mandrill change from an ordinary animal to a spirit body. The normal mandrill has a lifespan of about 20 years and is mostly found in Africa, but it is actually found in some deep mountains in Southeast Asia, but it is rarely encountered, like the wild man in Shennongjia, Hubei, China. This kind of spirit mandrill can live for fifty or sixty years, and its hair will gradually turn from dark gray to purple red. Could it be that this purple and red animal that has "tied" itself to the tree is a mandrill that has become a spirit body?

At this time, Azambudan came to his side, took my flashlight, continued to shine on the face of the fuchsia animal, and said to me with great difficulty: "Pull the mandrill down from the trunk of the tree, and tie his body and limbs with warp threads, and use them all up." Don't be afraid, it's completely immobile right now. Kaohsiung and I exchanged glances, and I thought to myself that it was indeed a mandrill, and I really guessed correctly! Kaohsiung shifted his flashlight and handed it to Papan, telling him not to get distracted and pay attention to the mandrill's face. KAOHSIUNG AND I WALKED OVER TO THE TREE, BYPASSING AZAN JOKE, WHO WAS SITTING IN FRONT OF THE MANDRILL, TO THE TREE, AND NOW WE WERE ABLE TO OBSERVE THE MANDRILL'S FACE AND BODY MORE CLOSELY, AND THE MANDRILL DID NOT EMIT THE STENCH OF WILD ANIMALS, BUT HAD AN INDESCRIBABLE SMELL.

"You do it first. I said.

Kaohsiung replied disdainfully: "Cowardly as a mouse!" Reaching out to grab the mandrill's left arm behind the tree. As expected, Kaohsiung's courage was indeed much greater than mine, at this time the mandrill suddenly shook his whole body, Kaohsiung quickly let go of his hand and took two steps back, I was so frightened that I took four steps back, but the mandrill did not move again. KAOHSIUNG AND I BOTH LOOKED AT AZAN JOKE, WHO WAS STILL CHANTING MANTRAS WITH HIS EYES CLOSED. Looking at the mandrill again, it was like being immobilized, and the body was like a clay sculpture, Kaohsiung spat in the palm of his hand, strode forward, and pulled the mandrill's left arm over with both hands, and motioned for me to help with his eyes.

I cautiously walked over and pulled the mandrill's right arm over as well, not realizing that the mandrill's body was not only soft and hairy, but also very hot, like a person with a high fever. After pulling it over, I went with Kaohsiung to get the two legs of the mandrill. With great difficulty, the two of them laid the mandrill's body flat on the grass, let its arms cross in front of its lower abdomen, and finally tied it with the warp thread. This warp is about the thickness of a cotton swab rod, and Kaohsiung and I carefully tied it, neither too loose nor too tight, because it was not tied firmly, and if it was tight, it was afraid of breaking.

The more you wrap the good line, the firmer it gets, starting from the shoulders and working your way up to the ankles. I could hear the mandrill's distinct breathing, along with the rest of its chest, indicating that it was still alive. After everything was done, Azam Budan asked me and Kaohsiung to lift the mandrill and walk back, and Papan saw that Kaohsiung and I were carrying the mandrill flat on our shoulders, and he also came to help, carrying the mandrill's waist, so that the force was even, and Kaohsiung and I could be more relaxed.

CARRYING IT BACK TO THE CAR, AZAN JOKE FOLLOWED HIM AND BLESSED HIM WITH A MANTRA. Gansen and Azan Nuo both came out and were amazed when they saw us put the mandrill on the ground, and when they came to take a closer look. "What is this, mandrill?" and seemed to have some knowledge. We ignored him, even if I didn't know how to cultivate the Fa, I had already seen that this Azan Nuo's mana in Thailand could only be regarded as middle and inferior, when the car crashed just now, Azan Budan sensed that there was a yin qi, but Azan Nuo didn't feel it at all, this level is really enough.

"There are two bottles of corpse oil in there, and ......" Azambudan handed me the cotton backpack in his hand, took a deep breath, and continued, "There are four red cloth bags, the largest of which contains a few shrouds, take a strip of cloth out." I took these two things out of the cotton bag as I said, Kaohsiung shone a flashlight on the mandrill, for fear that it would jump up and run away, and Papan took the flashlight to illuminate me. Azambudan asked me to uncork a bottle of corpse oil and wet the strips of shroud. I thought to myself what this job was, and I knew that the smell of corpse oil was terrible, like freshly burned ashes. If it is sealed for a long time, there will be a foul smell. But when Azambudan spoke, I was embarrassed to refuse, let Boss Gao do this job, and he would not agree to kill him.

So, I had to pour the corpse oil from the bottle carefully on the strips of shroud, trying not to waste it. Azambudan also asked me to wrap strips of shrouds soaked in corpse oil around the mandrill's face, covering my mouth and nose at the same time, and tying the back as tightly as possible so that it could not be loosened. To be on the safe side, Azambudan asked me to open another bottle of corpse oil, and at the same time put two shrouds soaked in corpse oil over the mandrill's mouth and nose.

Gan Sen and Azan Nuo stood by and watched, Papan lit me up and talked to Gan Sen in Cambodian, and Azan Nuo also smiled and said a few words in Cambodian, with obvious sarcasm in his tone. AS I BEGAN TO COVER THE MANDRILL'S MOUTH AND NOSE, AZAN JOKE SAT CROSS-LEGGED IN FRONT OF IT, SEEMINGLY BLESSED WITH A DIFFERENT KIND OF MANTRA. At this moment, the mandrill, which had been lying on the grass honestly, suddenly began to tremble, and his arms and legs were struggling, and I was so frightened that I sat on the ground. BUT THE MANDRILL ONLY SHOOK VIOLENTLY, AND DID NOT BREAK THE WARP THREADS THAT WERE TIED UP SEVERAL TIMES, AND AZAN JOKE DID NOT PAY ATTENTION TO IT AND CONTINUED TO CAST SPELLS, AND AZAN BUDAN SAT BY AND WATCHED, AND SEEMED TO BE VERY STABLE.

Now I understand that it is just a normal reaction in the process of blessing the mandrill. In the past, I heard Kaohsiung probably talk about blessings that turn into spirit mandrills, and after being caught, they first have to tie their bodies and limbs with warp threads, and then wrap their mouth and nose with a shroud soaked in corpse oil to suffocate them, and in the process they are constantly blessed with yin methods. At this point, the mandrill will enter a state of suspended animation, and will be very angry. Finally, it is then skinned and exposed to the scorching sun to make a dried corpse, while imprisoned with a complete Dharma mantra.

As soon as he thought of this, Azannuo's body, who was suddenly standing next to him and watching the excitement, also began to tremble, and then quickly sat on the ground, crossed his legs, and actually began to chant mantras. This is the first time I've seen him holding a mantra, I don't know why, although I don't know the mantra, but I always feel that the mantra recited by Azan Nuo sounds very flustered, as if he is doing things with a weak heart, and he is intermittent, and he doesn't know what to deal with.

"What are you doing?" asked Papan. But Azan Nuo ignored it and continued to chant. The mandrill lying on the ground struggled more and more, and I even worried about whether it would bounce off the ground or roll over, but it didn't. The mandrill only moves its limbs, as if it were being led by a thread. Ten minutes later, Azan JOKE stopped casting the spell and closed his eyes without making a sound. As if he had received an order, Azan Nuo immediately stopped chanting, hanging his head and panting heavily.