After speaking.

I just hung up.

This guy was taught so badly by me last time, but now he knows about Tang Sancai, which means that someone behind him is teaching him to do this.

Who could it be?

It must be the same group of Southeast Asians.

If you don't do it early, you don't do it late, but it's time to do it.

It must have been prepared in advance.

"Qu Se, you go back to the hospital now, protect them, I'll prepare something to save people." I commanded immediately.

Jiese grabbed me: "Big brother, I'll go with you!" ”

I thought about it and didn't refuse.

Tang Qianwu and the others are in the hospital, so they won't encounter any trouble.

With the help of abstinence, it is more conducive to action.

But before I left, I contacted another person.

She was also able to help me a little bit.

As for the things I want to prepare, they are naturally some things that are needed for the magic of ghosts and gods.

Zhang Huaqiang is definitely not the only one I have to face, since those Southeast Asians know how to harm people with evil methods, if I go empty-handed, I will definitely be punished.

And I have to be prepared for everything.

The last time I fought with that Southeast Asian monk, I had to resort to the National Teacher's order, which was caused by insufficient preparation.

This time, there must be a stronger opponent waiting for me.

So, I chose a very powerful spell.

An hour was enough for me to do most of my preparations.

In terms of fighting style, I still have the confidence not to lose to anyone.

The five words of the descendants of the National Teacher's Mansion are like a mirror hanging high, shining on all my confidence.

Of course.

Outwitting is a top priority at all times.

I don't know how many people there are on the other side, and I don't know what the other party has prepared, so I can only plan the number of ways to deal with it in advance.

No. 3 Hufang Road, located in the south of Lingcheng.

Originally, there was a large development zone here, but due to problems with the construction party, some unfavorable public opinion was reported, and it was gradually abandoned.

Due to the large construction area, not many people are willing to take over.

There are some abandoned factories inside, which were originally intended to be an assembly line industry, but because the tourism industry in Lingcheng was too developed, it was stopped.

Jie Se and I carried the suitcase, walked to the door, and quickly rummaged in.

At this time, the phone rang.

The ring color is taken and the hands-free is pressed.

"Bastard, raise your head and look behind right, your grandfather is waiting for you right here!"

I turned my head and saw a bright light, the only factory with a tin roof, and a puff of white smoke.

Jiese and I nodded to each other and rushed over immediately.

When I came to the door of the large factory, I sensed that the magnetic field around me was quite strange, as if it had been forcibly changed, and I could feel that something was wrong when I was in it.

Jiese frowned even more and said, "Big brother, why do I feel dizzy?" ”

I said, "I'm a little bit of a bit too." ”

The moment I looked up, my body suddenly shook, and the surrounding scenery began to dissipate little by little, like broken glass, one after another!

"Holy!"

Jiese glared violently, then folded his hands and silently recited the Diamond Sutra.

I didn't panic and let the fragments shatter, and then I saw that my feet had become an endless purgatory, and countless corpses bathed in blood were reaching out and grabbing my ankles.

What's even more bizarre is that even though I knew it was just an illusion, the touch on my ankle was extremely real, and there was an excruciating pain.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha......"

Jiese's mouth kept chattering, but his eyes were closed: "Big brother, you quickly find a way, are we in a trap or what's wrong?" ”

I didn't speak, but put my fingers out and pressed them against my eyebrows.

This allows me to concentrate better, avoid being affected by the illusions around me, and calmly observe the situation around me.

Beneath his feet is a thousand layers of purgatory, endless bones.

All around, there is a shattered field of blood.

As if I suddenly remembered something, I looked up at the factory in front of me, and at some point it turned into a temple with hundreds of crows!

There are many pagodas on the temple, and there are all kinds of ugly gods with angry eyes!

Overhead, there was a black oppression, and a crow made an evil chirping!

Inside the temple, there are bloody heads with weird smiles on their faces, and their epidermis is floating up, and blood foam is still coming out!

"It's ......"

"Empty Hell?"

I couldn't believe it, and called it by name.

The so-called Kong Ming Prison is a relatively well-known evil art in Southeast Asia, which is enough to rank in the top ten and shine during the Vietnam War.

I once heard my father accidentally mention that there are very few people who can perform this kind of evil magic, and only lamas who have practiced Buddhism for decades can be sure that they can use it.

It is said that as long as those who fall for this evil spell will inevitably lose themselves in prison, cut off their heads with their own hands, and offer them to the temple as an offering!

In the 60s and 70s, there was a very well-known general and army in Southeast Asia, who invited a lama and used this method to kill tens of thousands of competitors!

But that also cost the lama dearly.

Now.

I've actually seen this technique with my own eyes, which has only been seen in rumors!

Doesn't that mean......

What am I up against, a master who can perform this technique?

I looked much more solemn, I thought that the old monk who came back from the dead was the most powerful character in this group of Southeast Asians.

But now, it seems, there is someone else.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

Thankfully, I'm well prepared.

"Quit sex, come with me, stick your fingers into your eyes, don't hesitate at all, otherwise you will lose your life!"

I let out a low yell at the ring, then raised my hands and aligned them in my eyes.

"Damn, big brother, why?" I was confused and didn't understand what I was thinking.

"Don't ask, do it!" I scolded angrily, gritted my teeth hard, aimed my hands at the pupils, and poked it hard!

The great pain spread throughout the body in an instant.

"Hiss~~"

I just felt like every green tendon on my neck had been pulled out, and I gasped like crazy, and it felt like I was really gouging out my eyeballs.

Extremely unbearable!

On the side, when Jiese saw me doing this, his mouth burst into a foul mouth, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Big brother, I believe in you, and I don't want my eyes anymore!" ”

Let's talk about it.

He also put two fingers in his eyes.

A piercing scream rang out.

He and I gasped, enduring the pain, supporting each other, and everywhere we looked, there was darkness.

There is no light to be seen.

Are we blind?

No!

Not blind!

The moment I tried to open my eyes, everything that had been revealed in the Empty Prison had disappeared completely!

I, successfully broke the law!

But because of this, there is a slight price.

I'm not blind.

Just a few tears of blood were shed.

This is what my father taught me back then.

In a way, the Empty Hell is not a magic spell of gods and ghosts, it is more like an illusion erected on religious beliefs.

From the moment we are in it, not only are things around us fake, but even we ourselves are fake.

So, as long as you hurt your eyes, you can get out of this illusion.