"Huh? My lord, this, this is a longevity ointment, isn't it harmful for me to let me smoke this thing? ”

"You really don't smoke?" The red-faced man said, and Huang Mingfa nodded immediately.

"This thing is a pest brought in by Westerners, many people have been infected with this thing, but I know, once it is infected, you can't do anything except lie in the pipe and smoke every day, my lord, forget it, this thing will kill people."

"Whatever you want, come down with me."

Then Huang Mingfa smiled and followed him, and came to the basement, where there was a burning stove and several soldering irons next to it, Huang Mingfa swallowed and trembled.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"That's the final trial."

As he spoke, the red-faced man took off his mask, got some more water, and put it on his jaw, and in an instant, tore off a human skin mask, revealing his burned face.

Wow, Huang Mingfa sat on the ground, shouting, it took a long time before he calmed down, he gasped rapidly, and never dared to look at the cheeks of the red-faced man.

"The last step is to burn your face and erase the last trace of your existence in this world."

Huang Mingfa looked at the burning stove and the several soldering irons that had burned red inside, shook his head constantly, and shrank to the corner of the wall.

"Hurry up, time waits for no one, since you've seen Cao Wanzhi today, he'll come to you at any time, you know? Why, to torture Cao Wanzhi so much, because he is very special, we have a deal with the people you met last night, wearing hats, they need Cao Wanzhi's soul to refine into ghosts, so, you just happen to come in, if you still want to see the sun tomorrow. ”

The red-faced man said, took out a soldering iron from the stove, and walked step by step towards Huang Mingfa, who was cowering in the corner of the wall, already peeing his pants in fright, and trembling.

At this time, suddenly, two people came down from above, it was a person wearing a black mask, and as soon as they entered, they were half-kneeling on the ground, waiting, one of them, with a medicine box.

"Don't worry, since you have passed the test I gave you, I will naturally not go back on my word, but this last step must be followed by everyone in the Eternal Life Society, okay, hurry up."

The red-faced man said, put on a mask, took the red-hot soldering iron, and came to Huang Mingfa, at this time, Huang Mingfa looked at the soldering iron in front of him and couldn't help but whimper.

"My lord, is it okay not to brand your face like this? Scratch your face with a knife. ”

Huang Mingfa asked in a voice like a bee, and the red-faced man smiled.

"Whatever you want, give you ten minutes to think about it, the deadline, as soon as ten minutes arrives, it means that the ticket you already have in your hand will be turned to ashes."

Then the red-faced man snapped his fingers, and the two black-faced men got up and stood on both sides, and the red-faced man then came out of the basement, and Huang Mingfa was completely collapsed, crying and screaming.

"Two, it's better to be like this, I'm ......"

"In ten minutes, we'll dispose of you and throw you straight into this stove."

Huang Mingfa just wanted to continue to use rhetoric to coax the two noodle givers, but one of them spoke, and then he sat on the ground, looking at the burning stove with a dead face.

After a long time, Huang Mingfa trembled, and then seemed to see a hallucination, constantly grasping his body, he was about to be unable to bear this pressure, at this moment, a crisp sound of leather boots sounded, and the red-faced man came down, holding a pocket watch in his hand.

"You've got 30 seconds left."

As he spoke, the two black-faced men went over, dragged Huang Mingfa, who was completely paralyzed on the ground, and pulled him to the front of the stove, Huang Mingfa was sweating profusely and begging for mercy.

"Nineteen eighty-seven.... Six ......"

"I promise, I promise, I promise everything, ah ......"

Finally, Huang Mingfa shouted, he cried, and then after leaving the stove, he sat on the ground, with a relaxed face, and the red-faced man came over, took the soldering iron, and handed it to Huang Mingfa.

"My lord, the blessing ointment, give me some, give me more."

Then the red-faced man smiled, took out the cigarette gun and tobacco soil, and handed it to Huang Mingfa.

"We have to say yes, promise I won't die, promise I won't die......"

The red-faced man nodded, then walked over to the stove.

"If you die, I will immediately jump into this furnace, after all, after you die, at least you still have a soul, and after I die, there will be nothing."

The red-faced man said, his eyes not like a joke.

"Crazy, a bunch of crazy people."

I couldn't help but say that my understanding of the Eternal Life Society, they are far beyond my imagination, before joining the association, they suffered inhuman torture, and after joining the association, they completely turned into monsters dressed in human skin, more vicious than ghosts.

Huang Mingfa twitched, choking his tears overflowing his eyes, but he was still sobbing violently, after a long time, he seemed to have hallucinated, looking like he wanted to die, and at this time, he picked up the soldering iron and pressed it on his cheek.

With a bang, the smell of paste overflowed, and the smell of burning skin, and then the sound of slamming continued to sound again and again, Huang Mingfa was about to faint, and at this time, with a crazy light in his eyes, he pressed it on his cheek with a hot red soldering iron again and again.

It wasn't until he was unrecognizable that Huang Mingfa finally fainted, and then closed his eyes, and the black-faced man with the medicine box on his back leaned over step by step and began to feed Huang Mingfa medicine for emergency treatment.

"Congratulations, you're a new member of the Eternal Life Society."

After finishing the processing, the two black-faced men took Huang Mingfa into a carriage and left, not knowing where they went.

"I didn't expect that unintentionally, a monster would be cultivated, hehe, interesting."

The red-faced man stood on the windowsill, sipping a cup of coffee and looking out at the gray sky in the distance.

"Are you still satisfied? Guest, this photo. ”

Cao Wanzhi smiled weirdly, took the photo, and handed it to a rich man, who looked like he was just over 40, but he looked very young in the photo, looking only in his thirties.

"Oh, Master Cao, your photography skills are really amazing, alas, I feel like I'm alive in this photo."

"It's over, Master Lu."

Cao Wanzhi said, and at this time, Master Lu asked again.

"Why didn't I see your two apprentices?"

"They don't have good skills, so they've fired me."

Master Lu smiled and asked Cao Wanzhi to take the money, and then Cao Wanzhi left satisfied.

"By the way, Master Cao, I used to remember to wash the photos, it would take a whole day, today is really fast, a cup of tea."

"Recently, technology has developed, and I have purchased a batch of good equipment."

Cao Wanzhi's voice was plain, however, I knew very well in my heart that Cao Wanzhi was already a ghost, and from his body, I felt a growing ghost power.

In the next few days, Cao Wanzhi went out early and returned late every day, and he began to pick people constantly when he took pictures, most of them were some rich and noble people, and the prices were getting higher and higher, and those ordinary people couldn't afford to take pictures, but rich people just liked to take pictures with him.

The photos Cao Wanzhi takes now are as if they are alive and very beautiful.

One night half a month later, at night, Cao Wanzhi was still sorting out a bunch of photos and hanging them carefully on the wall, and at this time, the door was pushed open, and the person from the onizuka came in.

"Guest, it's closed now, if you want to take pictures, you can only wait for tomorrow."

Then the man from the ghost mound took out a small jar, and the mouth of the jar was aimed at Cao Wanzhi.

"It's much better if you come in nicely, if you don't want to be tortured."

At the corner of Cao Wanzhi's mouth, a strange smile appeared, and then the smile distorted.

"Should... It would be a good photo. ”

Cao Wanzhi said in an extremely low and slightly hoarse voice, and at this time, the person from the ghost mound immediately took a step, and his mouth began to chatter.

"Hehe, good photos." Cao Wanzhi said it again in that hoarse voice, and I couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Then with a click, I was surprised to find that the person from the ghost mound had disappeared, and at this time, Cao Wanzhi was holding a photo in his hand, in the photo, it was the person from the ghost mound, still looking around with a roe head rat, looking cautious, completely unaware that Cao Wanzhi had been locked in the photo.

"Keep looking, for the rest of your life, and don't think about it."

Cao Wanzhi said, as soon as he raised his hand, the photo in his hand flew up, swirled in the air, and then disappeared little by little.

With a bang, the door of the photo studio that had been pushed open closed close.

At the door of the photo studio, there was a long queue, and people from other places wanted to ask Cao Wanzhi to take pictures, most of them were rich and noble, and Cao Wanzhi accepted them one by one.

In just a few months, Cao Wanzhi took hundreds of photos, and each one, he would stick him on the wall, I don't know, what he was going to do, and one night, the red-faced man came, he smiled, and came to Cao Wanzhi.

"Guest, it's closed, if you want to take pictures, please come over tomorrow."

Cao Wanzhi still spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

"Awesome monster, has it already been cultivated? Hehe, I've allowed you to do so many things in the past few months, and you want to know, why? ”

As the red-faced man spoke, Cao Wanzhi raised his head and showed a strange smile.