Hong Ban didn't pick up, Lao Xie naturally kept his mouth shut very tightly, and didn't say anything about the mask, the mask was tucked in the quilt in the corner of the bed by Lao Xie when he went to the hospital, he subconsciously looked at the corner of the bed, and there was still a protrusion in that place. Apparently the mask is still there. You can see it as long as you lift the quilt, but no one knows.

Lao Xie said: "Then you have to trouble Master Da Linkang to perform this spiritism, but it will cost you more." ”

The village director and accountant and others have said. Everyone will mobilize the whole village to raise money, Dr. Hong is the savior of the whole village, and his daughter is also the daughter of the whole village. The body of Dr. Hong who fell off the cliff has not been found until now, and Hong Xia's bones must not be allowed to live in peace after death. In that case, Dr. Hong's soul will not be at peace.

"Spiritism must be near the body of the deceased or in a place where the aura is depressed at the time of death, not too far away," said Azandar Linkang. ”

The second son of the village chief asked: "The village where that bastard descends Shi Naiwen lives is in Myanmar, even if it is easy to cross, after all, it is other people's territory, how can we outsiders get there?" ”

Everyone turned their attention to the Burmese medicine collector, he thought for a while, and said, "I can go to Naiwen's village to stay temporarily in the name of collecting medicine, and I can also take this Burmese mage with me, but Master Hongban is not easy to bring, unless at night, let him cover his face with a turban, or let no one see him." But I'm also at risk, in case that Naiwen knows. He's going to get me in trouble too, right? ”

The eldest son of the village director said angrily: "Don't worry about this, we won't let go of that Naiwen, it's a big deal to fight with him, no matter how powerful his spell is, he has to find a chance to fall, can he lower his head be more powerful than the knife in front of him?" Let him know how fast he knows Miao Dao! ”

Lao Xie shook his head: "Definitely don't want a head-on conflict, let's use the method of the medicine master first." Now let's discuss the details of the operation, and we'll set off tonight. ”

Taking the shuttle bus between villages and towns, Azanda Linkang, Lao Xie, Hong Ban, the medicine collector, and the village director's father and son went west to the border area. Settle down at the recipient's house first. The two villages are only a dozen kilometers apart. Led by the medicine collector, everyone walked to Naiwen's village.

The worries of the medicine collectors were unnecessary, the village was very remote, and there were no people to see at night at all. Occasionally, two villagers pass by and nod to the medicine collector. Seeing the people following him, he didn't care.

I found an old couple near Nai Wen's house, which was about 200 meters away in a straight line, and said that there were a few friends from Kunming, Yunnan Province, China, who wanted to spend the night here, and they could give money. The old couple's son and daughter-in-law had been killed in the armed conflict, with two empty rooms and a poor family. The medicine collector told the two of them not to make a noise, otherwise they would not have a penny.

At midnight, Lao Xie asked the old couple to make a fire in the house, open the window, and Azanda Lingkang sat cross-legged in the house, using Yu Ye to cast a spirit control spell. He slit the middle finger of his left hand with a knife, dropped a few drops on Yuya, and began to recite the mantra. Hong Ban and Lao Xie sat next to them, and the remaining three people were in the outer room. Joy is low.

After reciting the mantra for more than ten minutes, Azandar Linkang suddenly trembled and his movements of chanting the mantra stopped from time to time. Lao Xie and Hong Ban were beside them, looking at each other, not knowing what was going on. The flames in the house were whirring and jumping, and the sparks were floating out of the window. Azandar Linkang eased his nerves and said to Lao Xie: "I sensed that there is a Yin Spirit nearby, but in addition to an ordinary mana, there is also a more powerful mana, and there should be a more powerful Head Descending Master nearby." ”

Lao Xie thought to himself, a really powerful head descending master would definitely not perform that kind of low-level rapid descent, most likely he had Hong Xia's skull as a domain ye, so he increased his mana. But where does this more powerful mana come from? Lao Xie asked if there was a way to fight it, and Azanda Lin Kang shook his head: "I can't deal with two head lowering masters alone, because one of them is a hard character." We've got to get out of here, or I'll not be able to keep them if they work together. ”

After listening to Lao Xie's translation, Hong Ban asked, "What if I also participated?" ”

Azanda Linkang asked Lao Xie if Hong Ban also knew how to control spirits, and Hong Ban said that he had been learning from Abba since he was a child. But then, because something happened, the mask was no longer used, and Abba pressed it under the bricks in the house.

Lao Xie asked: "But the mask is still in your house, and I put it in the futon in the corner of your bed!" ”

Hong Ban took out the mask and witch knife from his arms, Lao Xie was surprised and delighted, Hong Ban asked Lao Xie to tell Azanda Linkang that he would use the mask to communicate with the souls of the dead, but there is no way to lower people's heads in Miao witchcraft, so we can only see if we can sense Hong Xia's yin spirit. Azandar Linkang hesitated for a moment, and agreed to try only once, if both of them felt invincible, they had to stop immediately, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hongban sat cross-legged beside Azanda Linkang, facing the fire, clasping the mask to his face and holding the witch knife in his hand. The beating light of the fire reflected a changing shadow on the mask, as if the mask was about to come to life. He began to chant the mantra, and Azandar Lingkang cut his finger again, dripping blood on his skull, and continued to chant the mantra.

Lao Xie sat next to him, rubbing his hands nervously. After a few minutes, Lao Xie suddenly felt chills all over his body, he stared left and right with wide eyes, it seemed that there was a fourth person in the house, and he was looking for this person. The flames rushed towards the two of them, as if they were being blown by a strong wind, but there was no wind in the house. Azanda Linkang and Hong Ban had a lot of sparks on their faces, including their hair, and Lao Xie wanted to get rid of them with sparks, but they didn't dare.

Both of them were chanting witch spells, one low and fast, the other low and slow, and suddenly Lao Xie screamed and saw Hong Ban slowly flowing two lines of blood from inside the mask. But he didn't care, still chanting a spell. Lao Xie stood up in a hurry, wondering if he wanted to stop the two of them? This is witchcraft, what if the spell is destroyed and Naiwen's side succeeds, and the two of them are injured or even killed?

Hongban stopped chanting and changed to a tone of voice, speaking what seemed to be Hmong. He paused for a moment with every word, as if he were talking to someone who didn't exist. Azandar Rin Khan rolled up his sleeves and cut a long bloody streak on his arm with a knife, and the blood flowed down his arm to Yuya, staining half of his skull red.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the distance outside the window, followed by another person's scream, more terrifying than the scream of the bumper. The village was silent late at night, and the cries of the two men were mixed together, making it even more terrifying. The cries grew louder and seemed to move rapidly, but only the cries of one man remained, and this cries grew farther and farther until they were completely inaudible.

Azandar Linkang and Hongban stopped casting spells at the same time, and Hongban's masked head hung limply over his shoulders, but his body still sat upright. Azanda Linkang's forehead was also full of sweat, he nodded slightly to Lao Xie, Lao Xie hurriedly opened the door of the house, asked the village director to come in to help, and then asked one of the village director's sons and the medicine collector to go out to see the situation.

The village chief asked the old couple for an old coat and helped Azanda Linkang bandage the wound on his arm, and Lao Xie helped Hong Ban's body and slowly took off the mask. Hong Ban's eyes were open, and two thin lines of blood flowed from his eyes, but the person was still breathing. Lao Xie slapped Hong Ban's face vigorously and shouted, "Uncle, uncle, can you hear me?" ”

After a few minutes, Hong Ban's eyes slowly rolled and looked at Lao Xie.

Lao Xie asked: "It's me, do you know?" ”

Hongban said: "She's coming. ”

Lao Xie asked nervously, "Is it Hong Xia?" Hong Ban nodded slightly.

After a while, the second son of the medicine collector and the village director came back, and the second son was carrying a short knife in his hand, panting and saying: "That Nai, Naiwen is dead, bleeding from seven holes, and there is a skull soaked in blood next to it, I don't see anyone else!" ”

The medicine collector said to Lao Xie: "The one who died was Naiwen, and the person next door said that he saw a person running out of Naiwen's house just now, and ran out of the village and into the woods. ”