Yoga, which originated in India, is a general term for the practice of mind and body.

Modern yoga is mainly a way of using ancient and easy-to-master techniques to achieve harmony and unity of body, mind and spirit. The earliest yoga is said to be a dance dedicated to the snake god Adisesa, which is said to be used to write the Dafa and dedicate himself to the sacred dance. This type of dance can be channeled to the gods, and it is similar to the gods fighting, inviting the gods, stepping and dancing the gods, etc.

The "Humble Fire Yoga" of the Sikh people in India, when practiced to the highest level, can have the bizarre effect of reshaping body parts and producing bone shrinkage and deformation, which is true and evidenced by historical facts and video materials. It's just that I really can't imagine that Pa Song, who is in Thailand, is such a yoga master, and he is also a clumsy fire yoga.

However, what surprised me even more was that Ba Song was actually a tall man of 1.9 meters, and he was able to disguise himself as a lewd middle-aged man of less than 1.7 meters on weekdays - to be honest, with his usual height, he is also tall in Thailand. It's strange here, how much power is contained in this shrinkage?

I immediately realized this problem - as soon as I rushed three meters in front of Ba Song, he quickly took the first step, bullied me, and with a soft twist of his hands, he caught me dead and could not move.

This dog is still a fighting master? It's so unscientific, it's so unreasonable! A Nanyang head descender who deals with evil arts, corpses, and insects all day long is actually a master of yoga fighting! This is even more surprising to me than the emergence of a Ph.D. who is proficient in both arts and sciences. As I fell into the net, my view of the world collapsed in an instant, my body's center of gravity shifted, and I was thrown to the ground in a single shot, and Ba Song pressed down hard, his limbs were like boiled noodles, soft, but full of muscles, and he pressed me down tightly, unable to move—even though I struggled with all my strength.

Sticking to his shrouded body, I smelled a very strong fox odor, as well as ...... The smell of the dead. The mix of flavors is so unique that I can't help but pinch my nose when I think about it now.

Of course, I was also covered with the smell of rotten blood from the smashing of the beautiful woman's head just now, so what made me suffer the most tonight, apart from the pain nerves that had been tortured countless times, was my poor nose.

Ordinary people wait for such a time, they can't eat well for three days, and if they smell it for one night, it is estimated that they will get anorexia.

After a few swishing winds, the four-headed water grass ghost had returned to Ba Song's side, and the four sharp sickles were all compared to my neck, as long as I landed, it was not difficult to imagine that the separation of the body and head was an inevitable phenomenon. I finally understood what Onegin said, as far as the sorcery is concerned, although the countries of Southeast Asia are latecomers, they have a suitable environment, many geniuses, and many ruthless people, just like a bull market, advancing by leaps and bounds, soaring and soaring, and in terms of actual warfare, far behind the long-standing land of China.

Ba Song let go of me, stood up, rubbed his joints, and put the big back on, looking at me with disdain as I was restrained by the four water weed ghost scythes.

He looked at me condescendingly and said, "How dare the fireflies compete with the sun and the moon, just your two moments, just your lineage...... Hmph, don't say that you are your master, Xu Banggui's apprentice, and I don't take it to heart. Wang Luo and this unfortunate bastard, who originally thought that he had learned something from Master Moro in the jungle, but he didn't expect to escape without permission and die at your hands, what a fool. Boy, you broke my soul control technique, and destroyed my corpse control artifact, you will inevitably die, but if you can donate the Golden Silkworm Gu, I will naturally not disturb your soul and leave you with all the corpses. Otherwise, hum ......"

He smiled coldly, the tattoo on his neck was hideous, and his eyes were whiter than black, which looked particularly terrifying.

I lay on the ground, cold, the hands at the ends of the four sickles around my neck were shaking, the water ghosts were expressionless, their eyes were red, their nostrils were full of folds, and they spewed a fishy smell, not warm, all cold and damp. The three-headed demon Kuman Thong lay on top of me, spitting out a scarlet tongue like a snake, swimming across my bare skin, and after a few seconds, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body, and my bladder was swollen and painful.

I finally know what it's like to be scared to pee!

Ba Song took out a shiny knife from his bosom, this knife was streamlined, long and thin, and the blade was polished into a bright autumn water. He stared at me who didn't dare to move, and said, "I just had the idea, your kid's spirit bone is good, since you ruined my beauty's corpse and reduced the body, then, let's refine you into a second body and compensate for my loss...... I'll count three times, if your Golden Silkworm Gu doesn't surrender again, you will die!" One 、......"

I was helpless, immersed in my heart, and wanted to call the Golden Silkworm Gu, but I didn't think about it, but I received a long-lost message - it was Duoduo. Duoduo eagerly told me to unseal her. Where do I dare, the dog in front of me said that Ba Song has raised ordinary little ghosts into evil ghosts who can directly hurt people's bodies, Gu Man Tong, thinking with his ass, he knows that Lu Dao is a big expert in playing ghosts, I will die when I die, why bother to pull Duoduo?

However, since I am an expert, how can he let go of Duoduo when I die?

The flowers are making trouble, they want to get out of the trouble, they want to go out of the road......

My mood has been extremely nervous, seeing Duoduo's determined tone, I have to get out of this acacia wood card, I can't hear anything abnormal, thinking that if she can escape from the Lu, it will be good. No matter what, regardless of the consideration of Duoduo, I quickly silently recited the unsealing spell. “…… Three! It seems that you really don't want to live," Ba Song shook his head, and with his hand, four scythes were raised high and slashed at my neck, while I was held by the three evil ghosts, Kuman Tong, and I couldn't move.

Am I going to die?

I didn't close my eyes and look directly at this moment of death.

At the moment when the knife was close to my body, a magnificent and desolate aura suddenly appeared in my chest, and a red light flashed.

A beautiful and delicate, small and delicate woman appeared on my chest, a pair of jade arms like lotus roots, just a twist, and actually threw all the four sickles at different angles and with considerable strength out of the scythe. She is the demonized Duoduo I saw before, with plump breasts and fat buttocks, a hot body, a pure and bewitching face, and a smile and a smile, all of which give people great attraction. This is the demon, the demon of the earth soul infected by the demonized ten-year soul revival grass, and the culprit who has been sleeping for so many days.

Although, she is also Duoduo, a little demon Duoduo, a Su Daji-like existence who has been reduced by several times the proportion of real people.

As soon as they appeared, the four water ghosts were kicked by her flower fist and embroidered legs in turn, and the three Kuman Tong, like little mice that met a cat, couldn't care about Ba Song's control, and suddenly floated into the air, trembling. Ba Song's mouth was wide enough for me to see his tonsils, and he was surprised and said, "This is ...... Is this a ghost? Oh my God, the Buddha is above, is this a ghost? ”

After kicking people, the little demon Duoduo stretched a long lazy waist, glanced at Ba Song with the charming Danfeng eyes that charmed all beings, and scolded "the outsider" with disdain, and then chanted a poem to himself: "Who will realize the big dream first?" I know it all my life. The grass hall sleeps enough in spring, and the day outside the window is late. Suddenly like a night, a thousand years have passed! ”

After she finished singing, she stretched out her pink tongue and licked her honey-colored lips, and said that she hadn't eaten human flesh for a long time, so I wanted to......

This longing look kept wandering back and forth between my and Ba Song's necks.

Ba Song had already taken a few steps back, and the four water ghosts hugged behind him, snorting and panting, and the three evil ghosts, Kuman Thong, squeaked in the air, and the sound was like fighting crickets. As soon as my body was let go, I immediately stood up with a roll backwards, carefully looking at Ba Song and the demonized Duoduo. Ba Song looked at the eyes of the little demon flowers, and all the red fruits were greedy, just like the young Zhuang officers of the Japanese military department, looking at the fat map of China.

He licked his lips and cast a look of admiration at me for the first time: "I can't imagine that you kid, you are so blessed, there is actually a demonized ghost child!" After speaking, his big man moved again without wind, and said with a long smile: "Give me a pillow when you are sleepy, and if you are hungry, isn't this bringing me food?" This time in China, it's really worth the trip, Ha Lu Ha ......" He finished laughing, chanting an obscure incantation in his mouth, it was Thai, I had seen it on TV.

As he read, the four water ghosts rushed towards me with scythes, and the three evil ghosts, Kuman Tong, although they did not want to, but they could not be driven up, and they became entangled with Duoduo.

I looked at the demonized flowers floating in the air, and my heart was shocked, this fox is here, so what about my cute and sensible little doll Duoduo?

What am I doing wrong? Or is it that Duoduo's soul has been refined by this monster?

Ba Song chanted a mantra, and the Barbie doll hanging in the air also chanted a mantra, and with a wave of her hand, the weeds on the ground grew wildly, and all of a sudden the short water grass ghost was entangled and motionless, and it was difficult to move an inch. The scythe was long, and the aquatic ghost who rushed to the front immediately stretched it out in front of me, but its energy was still on the weeds that were entangled with me, and I suddenly struck, easily snatched it, and cut it with my backhand, and actually cut off the head of the trapped aquatic weed ghost.

Blue blood splattered and formed a small fountain - I was stunned when we had become so powerful.

A stream of heat flowed from the palm of my hand to my heart.

At this time, dozens of large centipedes flew in the distance, like rain arrows and flying locusts, all of which went straight to the back of Ba Song's heart. I looked at it and saw that it was a fat bug, and this little guy finally subdued nearly a hundred thousand centipedes on the ground, and then commanded to support this side. The situation seems to be moving in the direction of the good, however, if Ba Song is so simple, how can he make me and the miscellaneous trail so embarrassed?

At the critical moment, Ba Song's spell was finally completed.