Wang Meili's father, Wang Linjian, hurriedly said, "When will we see Master?" ”

"It just so happens that Master is free today, so come with me." He turned to us again and said, "You two should rest in the guest room." ”

Another young man came and ushered us to our room and served us tea.

Yang Xinyu picked up the teacup and was about to drink it, but I grabbed his hand and said, "Wait." ”

Yang Xinyu was taken aback: "What's wrong?" ”

I winked at the teacup, "Didn't you notice?" The tea was steaming hot, but the cup wasn't hot at all. ”

His face suddenly turned snow-white: "You mean, this tea ......"

"Bow down." I put it bluntly.

He immediately put the teacup down, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Are we exposed?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Don't be nervous, don't be careful." ”

He took a deep breath, sat back down, and waited quietly.

He looked at the time and said, "It's been almost an hour, isn't it too long?" ”

I pondered for a while, opened the live broadcast room, told the cause and effect, and then turned the camera to Yang Xinyu and said: "Audience friends, the guest of this issue is this, you are fascinated by the new generation of male god Yang Xinyu." ”

Yang Xinyu waved his hand at the camera and said, "Hello everyone, I am here to participate in the live broadcast of the anchor again, I hope you can support me." ”

[Wow! Male god! It's really my male god! 】

[Has the male god become the new favorite of our female anchors? ] 】

[Congratulations to the female anchor for having one more member in her harem.] 】

[I envy the female anchor, the men around me are all very high-quality, why can't I meet such a good man? ] 】

[Cut, the front, do you have a female anchor who is beautiful? 】

[Don't, my Tang Shao, has he really fallen out of favor? 】

[I also want to cry my Yin Shao. 】

I had black lines all over my head and said, "Friends and viewers, let's get down to business." This Mongpa Temple is full of weirdness, the three members of the Wang family have been going for an hour, but they have not come out, we plan to go and see it secretly. ”

With that, I made a silent gesture.

[The anchor is so cute! 】

[Anchor, can you stop wearing hats and masks in the future? ] You're so pretty, why do you like to cover your face? 】

[You are stupid, you cover your face because you are beautiful, otherwise as soon as the female anchor appears, everyone can't help but stare at her, how can she broadcast live. 】

[Anchor, are there any benefits in this issue? ] I vaguely remember that you once showed a ball, the shape was very beautiful and firm, which made me suffer a lot of vitality that night, and I drank a box of nutrition express to replenish my body. 】

[The obscene man in front of you, who allowed you to YY our female anchor? ] 】

Yang Xinyu and I went out through the window and quietly headed towards the main hall.

The main hall of this temple, although the Buddha statue is enshrined, but the light is dim, filled with a strong fishy smell, how can it not be like the Buddhist temple pure place.

We sneaked behind the Buddha statue and looked outside to see the back of a man in a monk's robe.

The man sat cross-legged on the carpet, with several wooden statues in front of him, carved in the shape of children, and painted his facial features and clothes with paints such as cinnabar and ink, which were filled with a black ghostly aura, and the puppet's facial features were very strangely drawn, which made people creepy.

There are many ways to raise ghosts, some are children who die before they are two years old, and some are stillborn, unborn fetuses, among which the strongest mana is the unjust soul of a child who died violently, and among them, the soul of a child who was brutally killed.

Regardless of the type of raising, it must be collected with a charm within seven days of death and attached to a wood before it can be used.

There are several ways to make imps.

First, in the lunar year, when the moon is cloudy, go to the river where the child has drowned, put a boxwood wood, recite a mantra, gather the unjust souls and ghosts in the water in the wood, and then pick it up and engrave a charm, carve the wood into a human shape, and set up an altar, and after one hundred and eight days, the little ghost will become.

Second, if a child under the age of two dies at a murder scene or disaster scene, you can use steamed buns, dark paper and other things, stained with blood, gather the child's soul, bring it back, attach it to the willow tree, put it in a small coffin, and do it for 7749 days, and the little ghost that has been cultivated is fierce, very fierce.

Third, find out who has a pregnant woman who died in childbirth, and the child was not born, and buried it together, dig up the grave, take out the child's body from the pregnant woman's belly, and then refine the little ghost. This method is extremely detrimental to yin morality, even if it is a master who raises little ghosts, it is easy not to use it;

Fourth, a small coffin is carved out of willow wood, the body of a young child who has just died is dug up, the child's chin is grilled with a candle, the corpse oil is taken from the coffin, and then the ghost is refined with corpse oil.

In short, no matter which one it is, it is very cruel, and in the eyes of us cultivators, it is a complete sideshow, and over time, it will be punished by God.

The resentment of these little ghosts is so heavy, it seems that they died very miserably, and the refining process is also very miserable.

Wang Linjian's family knelt in front of the monk, and the monk said coldly, "Have you thought about it? ”

Wang Linjian nodded and said, "Yes, we have already thought about it." As he spoke, he glanced at his wife, and Dai Lan was a little reluctant, but had to push his daughter out.

At this time, I realized that Wang Meili's situation at this time was a little wrong, although she had her eyes open, her eyes were very hollow and her movements were very stiff.

I frowned slightly, she was drugged?

[What's going on?] Could it be that this girl was sold by her parents and dedicated to this demon monk? 】

[How can anyone send his daughter out for a little money? 】

[Hehe, I'm sure there is a son in this family, in the eyes of his parents, of course, the son is the most important, anyway, the daughter is a money-loser, and it belongs to someone else's. 】

[This logic is perfect.] 】

Wang Meili was pressed by them to kneel in front of the monk, and the monk began to chant incantations, and the little ghosts began to stir, and the black ghost energy kept surging.

Suddenly, the monk raised his hand and pointed at Wang Meili, and the imps all flew up, hovering in mid-air, laughing, and then burrowing into her stomach one by one.

Wang Meili's belly became bigger like a balloon, and it was very big, as if she was pregnant with several children at the same time.

Wang Meili showed a painful expression, lying on the ground screaming and moaning.

Her mother was a little unbearable and said, "Master Kunsa, my daughter...... Can you still live? ”

Kun Sa sneered twice, and said in broken Chinese: "If you want to get something, you have to give something?" No one has ever been able to get something for nothing. ”

Dai Lan's eyes were red, and she choked up: "But, but she is my daughter after all." ”

Wang Linjian glared at her and said, "Don't we still have two sons?" What is the death of a daughter? Besides, we are all about to go bankrupt, and I have borrowed from a loan shark, and if I can't pay it back, our whole family will die, so in this case, it is better to sacrifice one. It's not too big, after Xiaoli dies, we can just burn more paper money for her. ”

The live broadcast room immediately exploded.

[Look, I'll just say, this must be a patriarchal family. 】

[No matter how patriarchal he is, he is also his own child, and he can actually do it, it is really inferior to a beast! ] 】

[Hehe, do you think there are few such parents? How many of our Huaxia abandonment of their own daughters in a year? Others specialize in throwing newborn children off the beaten track, which is murder. 】

[Amitabha, this kind of person who raises little ghosts is not worthy of being a person in our Buddhism! ] 】

[A master in front?] Master, you also watch the live broadcast? 】

[The live broadcast of the horror female anchor is watched by strangers, why can't I watch it? ] Amitabha. 】

Kun Sa continued, "When your daughter gives birth to these three ghost babies, they will have a flesh and blood relationship with your family, and they will naturally protect your family. But you must remember that you will not be able to send them away, they will be with you for the rest of your life. ”

Wang Linjian's eyes flashed with greed: "As long as they can make our family prosperous, we are willing to worship them for the rest of our lives." ”