"Miss Nama, these are the things you want." A young girl in a maid's outfit shrunk and held out a small wooden box.

Nama was about to take it, but the maid took her hand back with some hesitation, and said in a hesitant voice, "Miss Nama, you promised me"

Before she could finish speaking, Nama casually took out a wad of money from her handbag and threw it on the table, snorting coldly: "Hmph, how much money can I still give you?" But I'll have to check the color a priori, lest you fool me with some random hair and nails. ”

The maid's face flushed, and she defended, "Please believe me, Miss Nama, these hair and nails must belong to Mr. Pandeit, especially this nail, which I took a lot of effort to get," Obviously, this maid worked in Shakru's villa, and was bribed by Nama with money to collect the "spell casting medium" that Madehuri needed, and Pyvopolova had already reported to Shakru, after all, when it came to professional skills in this area, how could a little maid be the opponent of a professionally trained Soviet swallow.

Nama pretended to look at it for a long time, and then said, "Forgive me and don't dare to lie to me, okay, take the money and get out of here!" ”

After driving the maid away, Nama secretly came to Madehuri again, and as soon as she entered the door, she asked, "How is it?" Is the potion ready? ”

Madehuri was still dressed as a witch, still a mysterious and indifferent god acting, and he didn't speak, but took out a clay pot with a simple shape and strange patterns that had been prepared a long time ago, pointed to the black liquid that was constantly churning and bubbling inside, and said: "See, it's been prepared for a long time, just waiting for your spellcasting materials." ”

Nama hurriedly took out the wooden box that the maid had just given her and said, "Well, his hair and nails are here, but are you sure that you will succeed?" ”

Madehuri said proudly: "I have done this curse at least dozens of times, how can it not be successful? Alright, come with me to the secret room, and let's start casting spells! ”

The so-called secret room is a small, windowless, eeriely furnished claustrophobic room lit only by candles, and Madehuri sits Nama on a cushion in the corner. She was not allowed to make any noise, and then she began to pretend to be a ghost, muttering strange language that no one could understand, and screaming loudly from time to time, while bouncing and doing all sorts of strange movements around the clay pot placed on a strangely shaped stone platform in the middle of the secret room. Coupled with the dim candlelight and eerie music in the secret room, Miss Nama was nervous and involuntarily began to tremble all over her body anyway.

Seeing that the effect was almost complete, Madhuri cried out, "Great Mother Carly, curse this man who has always abandoned and is ungrateful!" (The so-called Mother Kali is actually the incarnation of Shiva's goddess Parvati.) She is the darkest and most tyrannical Black Mother in Hindu mythology. She has dark skin, green fangs, and a third eye on her forehead like Shiva. With four arms and weapons, a necklace of snakes and skeletons, and blood dripping from her tongue, there is a legend that her is always associated with killing and blood. ）

Then, he threw all the hair and nails in the wooden box into the clay pot, and then a terrifying scene happened, only to see that the clay pot, which was originally just bubbling and constantly churning black liquid, suddenly exploded with a "bang" after throwing the hair and nails into it. Madhuri, who was facing the clay pot, couldn't dodge, and suddenly collapsed to the ground with his hands over his face with a miserable howl.

Nama, who was hiding in the corner, was even more startled, and couldn't help screaming, and then shrank in the corner, not daring to move, until there was no other movement in the room, she had the courage to slowly get up, trembling to Madehuri's side, and asked in a trembling voice: "You, you, how are you?" ”

Madehuri, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, sat up abruptly and shouted, "You liar. How dare you lie to me! ”

Originally, Madhuri's costume was already mysterious and terrifying, and at this moment, in order to create an effect, he pretended to be injured by the explosion, with his hair scattered and his face covered with blood. Coupled with this poignant voice, Nama's face turned pale with fright, and she couldn't even speak: "I, how could I lie to you?" ”

Madehuri still shouted, "You didn't lie to me? You didn't lie to me, how did I end up like this? Tell me honestly, who is this person you want me to curse? ”

"It's just a young Brahmin merchant named Shakru Pandit." Nama explained tremblingly.

"What a Brahmin merchant, that's obviously a holy priest!" Madehuri said angrily.

"W-How is this possible? Where else are there priests in modern society? Nama asked, puzzled.

"What about the absence of witches in modern society? Then why did you come to me? And that's what the Great Mother Kali told me, that I was cursing a guardian of the Pandia kingdom, the inheritor of the Pandit Sacrifice. That's why my curse spell was counterattacked, that's why I became this ghost, and all of this was caused by you! As he spoke, Madehuri pressed his blood-soaked face close to Nama and screamed bitterly.

Although she was smeared with plasma, but in this case, Miss Nama, who had little knowledge, had lost the ability to judge, and cried: "I, I don't know what kind of priest he will be, I really don't blame me for this matter, it's a big deal, I don't want those deposits, please let me go!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

For Nama's escape, Madehuri naturally didn't chase it, but just pretended to scream a few times in the back, urging Nama to run a few steps in disguise, seeing that Nama had escaped from the door, at this time, the bald Karen who was in charge of playing music in the next room walked in and said disdainfully: "Just this little guts, I also want to attack Mr. Pandit, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

Then, as if he had suddenly discovered something interesting, he took a step closer and said with a smile: "Baby, I suddenly found that the environment here is so exciting, and it must be a very special experience to do that kind of thing here, how about it, do you want to try the powerful Wilman that Mr. Pandit gave me?" ”

Madehuri knocked off his big hand that was touching his sensitive parts, and said with some anger: "What are you kidding, you are not afraid of colliding with the gods by doing it here." ”

The bald Karen said disapprerovingly, "Don't you believe this? ”

"Believe it or not, but after all, this is my guy who eats, so it's better to have a little scruples!" (To be continued.) )