Twilight Boundary: Chapter 313 Five evil masters

Chapter 313 The Five Evil Masters

The old servant was fully prepared. Even though he was blindfolded before, he still had the courage to fumble his way over little by little.

 But the moment he opened his eyes, he was still frightened by the scene in front of him.

 “Am I worshiping a human being or a ghost?”

This old servant of the Wei family has also seen the world. He has worshiped in countless incense temples, big and small. But now when he opened his eyes, he was so shocked by what he saw that he forgot to speak for a moment.

Logically speaking, this place is for the patrons, and for the patrons, it means that there are gods guarding it. Not only the weather is smooth, but also the people and animals are safe. But now when I opened my eyes, what did I see? It seemed like I had entered the underworld. Among them?

Since arriving at this place, he has not seen anyone, only collapsed houses, barren weeds, and scattered bones among the grass.

But now that we are here, we can no longer see the weeds, and we can only feel the billowing air of death, looming over us.

 “Hehehehe…”

Just when he couldn't react for a moment and forgot to speak, countless strange laughter suddenly rang in his ears. Those laughter seemed to have been waiting for his reaction after he opened his eyes. They were complacent, greedy and weird. , ringing in human ears endlessly.

 The laughter aroused everyone around, as if everything was not laughing.

On the surrounding treetops, the dry skin that looked like a human face was smiling, and countless vaguely visible shadows were smiling all around.

Even the **** and naked things hanging on the shelf in front of him seemed to be trying hard to raise their heads, staring at themselves and laughing.

 “Leave a stinky skin behind and leave the true spirit here...”

“It doesn’t matter if you spare the torch. Fortunately, it’s fresh and full of bones and muscles, perfect for drinking.”

 “Please help my master?”

There were also several voices nearby, all of them giggling: "That's natural, I'm the best at saving people..."

 In the laughter, a voice that made people feel frightened and uncomfortable rang out: "There are still people delivering it to the door?"

"you…"

　　　…”

“It’s a pity that I’m old and can only be a torch!”

 “The world is hard, but it is better to be reborn...”

　　　…”

With this bow, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the branches reaching towards the old servant's back stopped, and the scattered shadows around seemed to disappear.

“Hehehe, the master is no longer in authority now and has been looked down upon by others. A servant dares to come to pay homage to the master...”

The voice smiled in a low voice: "You are good at picking places. My master is indeed the best at saving lives."

　　　…”

This servant had seen the world, and for a moment he felt that he had fallen into a ghost nest. But when he was almost fainted by the fearful aura, he suddenly gritted his teeth, reacted, and suddenly faced the black man in front of him. He went to the temple and bowed to the ground, shouting at the same time:

　　"Servant of the Wei family in Huai'an, I pay my respects to the master and ask him for help..."

The servant was kneeling with his head down, as if he felt a knife scratching his body. He was so frightened that he suddenly gave up and shouted desperately: "Old slave, a few pieces of meat are not worth anything. I only want to pay for it with a few taels of flesh." County incense, dedicated to the master..."

 A low voice rang out. The old servant was touching his forehead to the ground and did not dare to raise his head. He only felt that the voice seemed to be ringing in front of him, accompanied by grunting and the smell of meat.

In the midst of this thin and low discussion, the old servant felt his eyes flashing. He could vaguely see the dark wind swirling around him, as if countless hands were grabbing at his body.

Behind him, those strange withered branches seemed to come to life, stretching towards the old servant's back bit by bit.

　　　…”

 “One county’s incense?”

As these words came out, the strange chaos around them suddenly disappeared. It was clear that the rolling wind had dissipated a lot. The strange voice just now was replaced by the doubts of a middle-aged man:

"You have only one servant, how can you have a county full of incense?"

"Be careful in front of Master Wu Sha. If you say the wrong thing, you will have to pull out your tongue..."

　　　…”

 “Master Wusha? Is it the Master Wusha who is worshiped in this temple?”

The old servant was confused for a moment, so he only tried his best to kneel down and said loudly: "Old servant, of course, there is nothing I can do, but my master can do something."

"He has been sued and will go to Liyuan County to take up his post in the near future. However, he is now disturbed by evil spirits and his life is at stake. I have received advice from an expert and came here to worship Master Wu Sha. If I can save my life, I am willing to offer him incense... "

　　　…”

 Hearing this, the surroundings became quieter and the atmosphere was no longer chaotic, but still cold.

The old slave knew that he had only a small life, and he only dared to breathe out when he was thinking about it. However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice: "Raise your head!"

His body was shaken and he raised his head cautiously. He did not dare to open his eyes casually because of fear, but he finally felt confident and slowly looked forward.

Looking at it, I felt shocked. When I first came here blindfolded, I felt that there were people everywhere, as if they were bustling with people, people were greeting me on the roadside, and countless hands were stretched out to me.

 Just when my forehead touched the ground, I also felt that there were inexplicable things everywhere around me, which was frightening.

But now when I opened my eyes, I found that I was still on a barren mountain. In front of the black temple, the wooden frames on both sides were covered with bright red flesh and blood. The blood dripped from the wooden frame and slid down to the ground little by little.

In front of the temple, between the wooden frames, there were five strange-looking people standing or sitting. They were wearing various robes. The only characteristic was that they all had a stick of incense on their heads. , emitting smoke, but it is always lit.

 But the incense was inserted directly into their heads and coexisted with their flesh and blood. The smoke from the incense entered the temple and was connected with the weird statue.

The one who was talking to him was a middle-aged man in black robe. He was holding a knife in his hand and was skinning an object at the end of the wooden shelf. He was skinned by him with skillful knife skills and light movements. The thing is still alive, its eyes are spinning.

Beside the skinned man, there is a peasant woman with her clothes open and breastfeeding her child, with an expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling.

The next one was a thin, slender man with a sickle on his shoulder and his strange eyes staring at the old servant's neck.

There were two left, but one was a fat man sitting on the ground, biting a fleshy leg in his mouth, and the other was holding a kite in his hand, wearing bright red and green clothes, with two touches of blush on his face. He looks very short, like an immature child.

 “Is this the incense burner in the temple?”

The old servant only glanced at them, and then hurriedly lowered his head, feeling full of fear. He was a servant of a wealthy family, and he had seen countless things in the world, but he had never seen such incense burners who looked more like evil spirits than human beings. ?

“Your master, are you really willing to dedicate a county’s worth of incense to my Five Evil Masters?”

From among the meat racks, a voice sounded coldly, as if even the things in the temple were opening their eyes and staring at him.

 “I…my master…”

The old servant plucked up the courage, tried hard to keep his voice from shaking, and replied in a low voice: "It's the uncle of the Wei family in Huai'an. He was selected as a scholar twenty years ago. Now he has been sued. He is about to go to Liyuan County to take up his post. He is already a good official. I need the blessing of the master..."

As he spoke, he hurriedly followed the instructions of the old man from Plum Blossom Alley and told the story of the future.

"hehe…"

Before he finished speaking, another gloomy voice sounded: "Well, you know, my husband is the most kind-hearted, but no matter where he goes, the local blessings may not be able to sustain..."

The old servant immediately said: "My master is in Mingzhou now. Please ask Mr. Wu Sha to be kind and protect my master..."

 “Mingzhou…”

The five people looked at each other and suddenly laughed at the same time: "The master was about to go to Mingzhou to hold a wedding, but now he has to rush together?"

The five of them laughed, but there seemed to be a sixth laughter in the laughter. It became louder and louder, and it actually suppressed all their laughter.

 …

 …

 Ten times the torture curse, ten times the killing curse, and ten times the shackles curse.

The progress of the Sui Shoumen's door is not a coincidence, but the skills in the Suppression Book must not be left behind. Earlier, Hu Ma had set three points for himself: strongman, spells, and objects.

Over the past few months, he has learned how to weave straw figures, make clay figures with water and soil, tear out paper and glue paper figures. His skills have greatly improved, and he has gradually gained some experience and understood the different effects of different carriers.

After that, of course, he became deeply familiar with the spells. He had already used the four types of spells in the Zhensui book: punishment, killing, shackles, and elimination. , as for eliminating the curse, it is too profound, and it is still too early to learn it now.

Of course, just for these three mantras, it takes hard work to really master them and recite them.

On this day, I first practiced a round of big stone-breaking hands, and then recited the punishment curse several times on the way back to Zhuangzi. When I returned to Zhuangzi, I wiped my hands and face with a hot towel, and then I dragged my exhausted body to sleep.

But it was cold, and he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing against his face. He was confused and found himself sitting up from the bed. Looking intently into the room, he saw a crying shadow kneeling under the blurry oil lamp.

Hu Ma is not what he used to be. He can recite punishment curses at any time. He is also brave. He is not afraid. He just shouts coldly:

 “Who are you, that you dare to come to me?”

　　　…”

“My benefactor has become so powerful now that he doesn’t even remember our old neighbors…”

The ghostly figure kneeling in front of the bed cried and said: "I was trapped at the bottom of the well earlier, but my benefactor persuaded me to move and moved me to the roadside, so I finally guarded the unfaithful person. I have the opportunity to collect my debt from him."

“But the unfaithful man is no longer what he used to be. He has a backer and deceives me into being weak. He actually invited the five evil spirits to come and beat me to pieces. I begged my benefactor to save my life..."

　　　…”

 “Five Evil Gods?”

Hu Ma was also talking to her patiently, but when she heard the name, she was slightly startled and suddenly woke up from her dream.

 Looking in front of the bed, there was nothing.

It’s just the crying voice of the evil ghost that still seems to linger in my ears.

 (End of this chapter)