"The jade pagoda dug up from the ancient tomb of Miaojiang in 10,000 years, everyone walks by, don't miss it!" At the end of work, a middle-aged man with a black face dressed as Miao Min stood under the bus sign and shouted hoarsely, ushering in a blank of eyes.

"How much?" Yang Ling wanted to pass by, but seeing that the so-called jade pagoda was quite exquisite, he couldn't help but think of his little nephew who pestered him all day to ask for toys.

"It's not expensive, two hundred and eighty yuan, it can bless you and your family with good health, smooth work, and all the best"

"Five yuan!" Yang Lingsong loosened the rope-like tie around his neck, interrupting the gushing liar, "Don't sell it!"

Just found his first job after graduation, and the salary is not yet available in the Year of the Monkey, Yang Ling is now a real moonlight family. Maybe from tomorrow, eating roadside fast food for five yuan a meal is a good choice, if it doesn't work, then there is only boiled water to send steamed buns

After some haggling, Yang Ling bought the jade pagoda for ten yuan, and asked for a canvas bag with a price tag of eight yuan. He looked relaxed, while Miao Min muttered a few words with a bitter face, this jade pagoda can't be sold for a few years, and even the tattered ones are too heavy, so he had no choice but to jump off the building and sell it.

At the end of the day, the bus is simply a big bottle of canned human flesh, and people are squeezing each other tightly together with each other. In order to catch the belated bus, in order to get home early, the petty bourgeois ladies during the day can't care so much, and they don't hesitate to huddle tightly with many sweaty, tall or short stinky men.

Squeezed in front of Yang Ling was a delicate woman in a black suit. His face was painted with light makeup, and his eyebrows were slender, but from his point of view, he could see the slightest trace of trimming and scraping, and of course, a looming cleavage. It's hot, and the women are dressed very little,* everywhere, let alone on the meat-to-meat bus.

I don't know when, Yang Ling felt that the jade pagoda in his hand emitted a stream of heat, and coincidentally, the spire was impartial, just on the high buttocks of the woman in front. He himself was nothing, but soon, the woman in the suit sensed something strange.

With the bumps of the bus, the woman in the suit felt a stream of heat coming from her ass, as if there was a hard guy holding herself to death. Fatally, I struggled to move forward an inch, and the thing went in an inch, and it got hotter and hotter. That feeling, it's like

Glaring back at Yang Ling, seeing that he pretended to be nothing, the woman in the suit was ashamed and angry, and her face was flushed. I want to scold but I don't know how to speak, I can't bear it, I can't hide it. The thing behind her was getting hotter and hotter, making her heart hit like a deer, and she was ashamed.

What if the first class comes out?

The woman in the suit kicked uneasily, feeling that the 'Hushu Bao' that she had just changed before getting off work was almost about to be poked out of a hole by the thing in the back. She only wore a thin skirt today, and if she came out, she would definitely dye a large piece and shame people to death.

Shame, anxiety, fear, anger, helplessness

The woman in the suit had mixed feelings, and although she arrived home at the next stop, she felt like a year, and the speed of the luxury air-conditioned car was slower than that of a snail. The size of the hot thing in the back reminded her of a donkey, an extra-large mutant donkey.

"Miss, are you okay?" I accidentally saw that the woman in the suit was flushed, and looked back at herself from time to time, Yang Ling thought that she couldn't grasp the handrail, and she was squeezed by the crowd and felt uncomfortable, so she said kindly: "If you are uncomfortable, then you come to the back, and I will try it in front of you!"

Try it at the front?

The woman in the suit almost fainted on the spot, the man looked clear-eyed, but he was so shameless. After standing behind him for a long time, he is now ashamed to say that he wants to try it in front of him! Could it be that the current bus perverts have been upgraded to bus hooligans?

"Toot"

The bus made a sharp turn, and the whole car instantly tilted to the left, and under the effect of the habitual surname, people were crowded. The woman in the suit felt the thing behind her pierce in like an awl, and she stubbornly resisted the sponge-like 'Hushu Bao', and the blood seeped out little by little.

"You pervert, mean, shameless, nasty big pervert!" Feeling that the thing behind her was getting hotter and hotter like a blazing torch, the woman in the suit couldn't help it, and she couldn't wait to find a pair of scissors to cut it hard, so that the hateful Yang Ling behind her could be the first eunuch in the twenty-first century.

Mean, shameless, lewd big pervert?

The woman in the suit screamed like this, not to mention the men and women beside her, and even the driver of the car looked back curiously, almost knocking an old woman who ran a red light into the air.

Am I a pervert?

Looking at the woman in the suit with tears in her frame, and then at the jade pagoda that was crowded with nowhere to put it, just on top of her buttocks, Yang Ling shook his head. I just wanted to buy a toy, but now it's good, and it's such a big joke.

"Miss, do you mean this hot big guy?" Under the gaze of the people, Yang Ling lifted the jade pagoda with an abnormal temperature.

Hot big dick?

Witnessing Yang Ling lifting the jade pagoda from behind the suit woman's buttocks, the people suddenly realized that they immediately burst into laughter. As for the angry woman in the suit, her face was redder than pork liver in an instant, and she longed for a crack in the car to go down, and just arrived at the station and jumped out of the car door like a refugee.

After successfully clearing the charge of pervert, Yang Ling was curious about the hot jade tower, and as soon as he got home, he put it on the tattered second-hand computer table to observe it carefully.

The jade pagoda is pitch black, and although it is only as long as chopsticks, the surface is full of patterns. There are sacrifices prostrate on the ground and sincere prayers, there are natives of Miao territory who raise their hands and shout like crazy, and there are many ferocious beasts, including several five-clawed golden dragons with teeth and claws, all of which are lifelike.

In addition, there was a trace of blood on the spire, giving off a faint smell of blood. Thinking of the ashamed suit woman, thinking of her short skirt stained with patches of blood, Yang Ling vaguely understood what was going on. Thinking of her high buttocks and looming cleavage, I can't help but feel a wave in my heart.

"Tsk, it's harder than a kitchen knife, what kind of jade is this made of?" After scraping a few times with a kitchen knife for cutting meat, seeing that there was not the slightest scratch, Yang Ling looked at the mysterious jade pagoda incredulously. In a distraction, the kitchen knife accidentally slashed on the index finger of his right hand.

"What do you say to bless good health, damn it, it's really unlucky!"

Yang Ling shook his head, ready to put the jade pagoda aside. Unexpectedly, as soon as the bloody right hand was pressed, the jade pagoda emitted a dazzling light, frantically absorbing the blood in his body through the wound, and sticking to his right hand like a strong PU glue. What's even more bizarre is that a raging tornado appeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

After being swept into the air, Yang Ling was horrified to find that his limbs were stiff and numb, followed by a sharp pain like tearing in his head, and he lost consciousness in an instant. The landowner, who happened to pass by outside the door, was dumbfounded, looking at the tornado that devoured Yang Ling like a black hole, but did not sweep away the rest of the items, and fell into the corridor that had not been washed for many years.

In the haze, Yang Ling had a strange dream about an ancient priest wandering around in the primeval forest, with a strange tower-shaped mark on his eyebrows.

In the beginning, every time he encountered a fierce beast, the priest would bite off his index finger and drip blood on the beast's head, domesticating the beast with teeth and claws, and later only pinching a series of handprints to subdue the beast through the air, and the handprints became faster and more mysterious. In the end, he even called for wind and rain, and escaped from heaven and earth, as powerful as the legendary gods.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ling felt a chill and slowly opened his eyes.

The blue sky was filled with a few white clouds that gathered and scattered, and the crystal clear stream meandered past the spider-web-like roots of the towering trees, and a few frog-like cries of "quack, quack, quack" could be heard from time to time. Obviously, this is not a broken park near where you have to pay two dollars to enter the door, let alone the small hill behind the rental house where chickens are raised.

Looking at the towering trees around him, Yang Ling rubbed his eyes in disbelief, although the mountains in his hometown were full of coniferous pine trees, he had never seen such tall pine trees. The trunk is the size of a truck, and it is estimated that a dozen people cannot be embraced, and the roots of the tree exposed on the ground are as dense as spider webs, and any one is thicker than his waist.

"Xishuangbanna Primeval Forest?" After pinching his thigh, Yang Ling understood that this was not his hallucination, and it was definitely not a dream.

After coming back to his senses, Yang Ling shook his head and staggered to the clear stream. I just wanted to wash my face, but suddenly I was shocked. I saw that there was a tower-shaped mark at the center of my eyebrows, which was exactly the same as the sacrifice in my dream. If you look closely, there is a little bit of blood on the spire, which seems to have been bought from Miao Min's hand, and almost made himself a big pervert Jade Pagoda, but it has shrunk more than ten times.

What the hell?

No matter how big his nerves were, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, not understanding where the tower-shaped imprint came from, and how it could be swept away by a tornado like a black hole to this strange place. Vaguely, I feel that everything seems to be related to the so-called jade pagoda dug up from the ancient tomb of Miaojiang for 10,000 years.

Puzzled, Yang Ling picked up the clear stream water and washed his face a few times, and after refreshment, he heard a vague scream, and at the same time, he also smelled a faint smell of blood. Curious, I rushed over to take a look, and immediately my scalp was numb, and I saw a group of thumb-sized mutant bumblebees tearing around a rhinoceros-like beast, biting off a large piece of flesh in one bite.

Under the severe pain, the rhinoceros frantically slammed around, knocking down towering trees surrounded by several people like a bulldozer, and the terrible bumblebee chased after it like a blood-sucking fly, and could not get rid of it.

The bumblebee has a sharp black horn on its head, and every time it dives down from mid-air, it pierces a hole in the rhinoceros like a bayonet. Immediately followed by a bite of sharp teeth, even a large piece of belt flesh was removed, and the rhinoceros howled loudly in pain.

In a panic, the rhinoceros rushed straight to the bushes where Yang Ling was hiding. Just when he was worried about whether he would be trampled into meat by the crazy rhinoceros, the tractor-sized beast fell to the ground with a thud, and no longer had the strength to stand up.

At a glance, the hairs on Yang Ling's body stood up one by one, and he saw that the muscles of the rhinoceros's front leg joints had been gnawed away by the bumblebee at some point, revealing a large white leg bone.

Next, Yang Ling witnessed a terrifying scene. I saw the dense bumblebees pounce on the rhinoceros tightly and bite it, and the sound of 'click, click' came and went, and soon the huge rhinoceros was gnawed alive. Except for a pool of blood, not a single hair remained.

African man-eating wasps?

Frightened, Yang Ling lay on the ground and slowly retreated, cautiously, lest he attract the attention of the bumblebee. After exiting more than ten meters, I just wanted to stand up and run away, but there was a soft 'snap', and I accidentally broke a dead branch the size of a thumb.

"Not good!" Yang Ling was startled, and when he looked up, he saw a scout-like bumblebee pounce like a gust of wind, and its sharp teeth were clearly visible.

No place to die?

Looking at the bumblebee that was getting closer and closer, Yang Ling broke out in a cold sweat. Even a rhinoceros with thick skin and thick flesh and infinite strength is no match for it, let alone itself. What should I do if I can't beat it and can't run away?

At the moment of life and death, Yang Ling suddenly remembered the mysterious sacrificial action in the dream, and the ghost almost bit his index finger and pressed it on the head of the bumblebee that pounced on him. In an instant, the silver light on the bumblebee's body was bright, and mysterious runes appeared, and then obediently stopped on his arm.

Although it was only a drop of blood, Yang Ling felt that the essence blood in his whole body seemed to be drained in an instant, exhausted, and dizzy. At the same time, as a hot feeling penetrated through the body, the tower-shaped imprint at the center of the eyebrows burned, followed by an unfamiliar memory in his mind.

In a blur, Yang Ling felt that he had come to a mysterious space. In front of a towering tower, the mutant bumblebee was happily flying up and down, and when it saw its figure, it flew over excitedly.

Above the gate of the giant tower, there are two ancient characters of "Witch Tower" flying and phoenix dancing, and the tower body is engraved with various patterns. There are mysterious sacrifices, there are ferocious beasts, all come to life. Especially the five-clawed golden dragons with teeth and claws at the top are about to come out, and you can even faintly hear their thunderous roars.

Curious, Yang Ling gently pushed open the door of the Jade Pagoda, and behind him, the domesticated bumblebee excitedly followed. Behind the gate was foggy, and a one-man tall obelisk was faintly visible, engraved with tadpole-like ancient Chinese characters.

"Chaos Witch Tower, the creation of heaven and earth, the essence of the moon..."Yang Ling tried his best to identify the ancient characters on the obelisk, "Chaos witchcraft, with essence and blood as the guide, snatching souls and refining spirits"

Back then, in order to chase a school flower of the Chinese department, he memorized countless ancient poems, and by the way, he learned a lot of ancient Chinese characters, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

The obelisk is preceded by an explanation, followed by an esoteric mantra, and finally a series of reliefs with strange movements. At a glance, Yang Ling had a sense of déjà vu, which seemed to be similar to the action of sacrificing and domesticating a beast in a dream.

After carefully identifying it for a long time, Yang Ling probably understood what was going on. Originally, the obelisk recorded a mysterious witchcraft, which was divided into seven realms: blood witch, spirit witch, earth witch, heavenly witch, god witch, soul witch and witch god. The deeper the magic power, the faster the beast can be domesticated, and the higher the number and level of beasts that can be domesticated. After cultivating successfully, you can not only domesticate all kinds of fierce beasts, but also absorb their energy and refine their souls, and even call for wind and rain like a sacrifice in a dream.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Ling understood that after he got the Witch Tower, he had inadvertently become a blood witch who had just started, although he was as far away as the powerful witch god like heaven and earth, but after all, he had crossed the threshold of cultivating witchcraft. Not only did he escape by luck, but he also used his blood to domesticate a locust-like mutated bumblebee.