Mrs. Zeng took out a handkerchief to help him wipe it and asked how it was, but Mr. Zeng reluctantly shook his head and said it was okay. Kaohsiung said to Mrs. Zeng: "Azanbudan said that there are two ways to exorcise evil spirits for Mr. Zeng, one is that the yin spirit in his body can be completely imprisoned, and the yin spirit can be attached to this Buddha card of the buffalo eyebrows, but in the future, Mr. Zeng can no longer eat any meat, only vegetarian, it is best to recite more Buddhist scriptures, and the body will soon recover health." ”

"That's it......" Mrs. Zeng hesitated for a moment, and said yes, her life is almost gone, what is so difficult about eating less meat, and then ask what the second method is.

Kaohsiung said: "Master Azan can also use spells to temporarily suppress the resentment of these yin spirits, but I dare not guarantee how long the effect can last, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, a dozen years or even decades." Mr. Zeng can continue to eat meat, but if he is still eating the vegetables of that living creature, or often kills, causing the Yin Spirit to be angry again, I am afraid that it will be more serious at that time, maybe it will be too late to cast the spell, you can choose for yourself. ”

After hearing this, I thought to myself that I must have chosen the first one, and I have tossed it like this, can I still go back to the old way? Without waiting for Mrs. Zeng to answer, Mr. Zeng, who was lying on the ground, said in a weak voice, "Choose the second option." ”

Everyone was surprised, not only me, but even Kaohsiung couldn't help but ask: "Did you hear me wrong?" The first is-" Before Kaohsiung finished speaking, Mr. Zeng grabbed the conversation: "Boss Gao, you just said that if this mage uses spells to temporarily suppress it, it may last for decades?"

"That's all speculation," Kaohsiung said, "maybe you can only hold out for a few months, you don't think about the best, you have to be fully mentally prepared!" Mrs. Zeng also said yes, this is a time when human lives are at stake, and you can't take risks.

Mr. Zeng asked: "What is the chance of holding out for several decades? Is there a 50 percent?" Kaohsiung shook his head with a smile, saying that this is not accurate, and it is not a guessing box, so how can there be a specific number to follow.

"Don't you take any more risks, it's so hard to eat less meat, you can ignore your life?" said Mrs. Tsang anxiously. Mr. Zeng said that it was not that he could not do without meat, but that he was used to looking for delicious food, and if he could not eat these alternative dishes in the future, he would even feel that life was meaningless, and he did not know what the use of making money was.

Mrs. Zeng was very angry: "Your life is all about eating? Have you ever thought about your family and children? Do you make money just to be happy and comfortable for yourself? Have you ever asked your children about making up classes in the past few years, and it's not all me! The business of the factory is all taken care of by me, and you don't care about anything, you spend 300 days a year looking for food outside, were you a beggar or a pig in your last life?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zeng was even angrier than her, saying that everyone has a hobby, and his only hobby is this, and he can't even be satisfied if he doesn't have the second one. Mrs. Zeng said that your hobby occupies the whole of your life, how can there be any second kind. The two argued non-stop, Azambudan looked at the moon in mid-air, I raised my wrist and looked at my watch, it was already more than twelve forty, so I reminded Kaohsiung. Because midnight refers to the time, from eleven o'clock in the middle of the night to one o'clock in the morning, it is also the most yin time of the day, and after one o'clock in the morning, even if it is ugly, the effect of spellcasting is greatly reduced.

Kaohsiung interjected: "You guys hurry up and make a decision, it's not good after twelve o'clock!" Mrs. Zeng wanted to say something, Mr. Zeng waved his hand and said that it was settled, Mrs. Zeng was so angry that she cried and stopped him from casting spells in front of Azanbudan. Azambudan's face was full of confusion, and he didn't understand what he meant.

I hurriedly hugged her over, saying that this is not good, no matter what you decide, there must be a result, if this is the case, then it can only be tomorrow, you discuss it first. Mr. Zeng said, "Leave her alone, listen to me! Otherwise, I won't cooperate with the spell casting, and I'll just die!"

Mrs. Tsang looked at her husband incomprehensibly, and finally turned away, leaning against the car door and sulking. Not to mention her, even I don't understand, it's hard to imagine that a person can risk a serious illness or even his life for the sake of food, it's really rare. But I also think that a habit is a habit after all, so many people who are good at gambling and smoking and drinking also have a disregard for their health, even if they are given an ultimatum by the doctor to quit drinking and smoking. Mr. Zeng: Let's hurry up and cast the spell. Kaohsiung said: "Okay, you made this decision yourself, and I have already made it clear in advance." Mr. Zeng was a little impatient and raised his hand again and again. Azam Budan continued to cast the spell, Mr. Zeng lay down, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Azam Budan handed the Buddha card to Kaohsiung to put away, only pressed Mr. Zeng's forehead with his right palm, and recited the mantra.

After a few minutes, Mr. Zeng's whole body twisted around, and he began to learn to call again, this time it was a sheep, but the sound was very strange, as if it was a sheep being slaughtered, and the cry was very miserable. I've never heard the sound of killing a sheep, but I think it should be. Then a few minutes it turned into a cat meow, this kind of sound I have heard, there used to be a divorced middle-aged drunkard living opposite the house, there was an old cat left by his ex-wife at home, that guy drank too much and hit the cat, the bark was particularly miserable, I will never forget it in my life. Later, the cat was beaten to death by the drunkard, and the drunkard also fell drunk in the snow and froze to death that winter, which can be regarded as retribution.

After a few minutes of the cat's barking, Mr. Zeng stretched his neck and changed it to a goose screaming, and at the same time turned his body down, his hands on the back of his head, as if something was riding on his neck. Later, he made a very difficult movement, twisting his body into an S shape, and kept turning around, twisting and twisting as he went, but there was no sound. When I was a child, when I caught a long arthropod such as a centipede or a worm in the wild, I would find a long thin stick and stick it into their tails, and then the insects would make this kind of action, writhing and turning in pain, just like Mr. Zeng is now. In the end, Mr. Zeng was facing up on his back, his neck stretched out, poking out from side to side, and his limbs were dancing wildly, which seemed to be a soft-shelled turtle. I heard a distinct sound, as if Mr. Zeng's neck was ringing, and his neck was stretching longer and longer, as if someone was pulling out his head.

I'm worried that Mr. Zeng's head won't be broken, right? At this time, Mr. Zeng's whole body was like a deflated ball, paralyzed on the ground, not moving.

Azambudin stood up, paused for a few seconds, walked straight to the car, pulled the door open and sat in the passenger seat. Seeing this, Mrs. Zeng hurriedly ran over and hugged her husband and called his name. Kaohsiung said: "The spell is over, we got him in the car, and he can go back." The three of us picked up Mr. Zeng and stuffed him into the car, supported him left and right, and Mrs. Zeng drove back to Zeng's house in the city.