The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 14: Beginning Sorcery Master

The candlelight flickered, and the shadow of the evil demon flickered with it.

The basement has a more eerie feel.

The offerings already prepared included large amounts of betel nuts and jasmine flowers, as well as rice, but the main offering was still missing.

When offering sacrifices to evil spirits, the most indispensable thing is something bloody.

Li Zhen took out a red plastic bag from his handbag, which contained a large piece of bloody beef prepared by Fatty Huang.

The beef is very fresh and the muscle fibers are still throbbing.

After placing the beef on the altar, Li Zhen took out a palm-sized incense burner and several incense sticks of unknown smell from his bag.

Then he lit the incense and put it in the incense burner.

Setting up an altar requires attention to many details.

First of all, the type of offering must be correct, and all the necessary utensils must be present.

Secondly, pay attention to some more details.

Such as the location, orientation, choice of utensils to be used, even the height of the utensils, and the time when the ceremony begins.

This is a very tedious process.

If he hadn't obtained those relevant memories, Li Zhen's process of setting up the altar would not have been so smooth.

Then again, what he had arranged now was just a simplified version of the altar. Many things were actually just substitutes, and some things had been omitted without affecting the overall situation.

Due to limited conditions, in order to quickly set up an altar, we have to ignore some details.

After resting for a while, Li Zhen took out a piece of white paper and a brush, dipped it in the blood from the blood bag, and began to outline the spells needed for the ceremony.

This spell is said to be in Javanese, and should be "written", but for Li Zhen who has no idea about these spells, it became "drawing".

It took Li Zhen about half an hour to complete more than ten talismans and stick them in the correct positions.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Li Zhen began to adjust his mood.

More than half an hour passed and it was already past two o'clock.

Li Zhen did not hesitate at all. He picked up the prepared embroidery needle and pierced his middle finger of his left hand, then smeared the flowing blood on the eyes of the evil god statue.

In the booklet, this is called "opening the eyes" and is the first step in the ritual.

When the pain from his fingers eased slightly, Li Zhen poured the blood from the opened blood bag onto the bat.

Then he pulled out a few strands of his hair and threw them on the blood on the bat.

The smell of blood spread quickly.

"Using blood as guide, hair as medium, and black rope to bind the demon, help me cast a spell..."

Li Zhen sat cross-legged in front of the altar, lowered his head, made strange gestures with his hands, each placed on his knees, and began to chant spells in a special rhythm.

He recited in Nanyang dialect.

In fact, you can also recite in other languages.

What is important here is not the language in which the mantra is chanted, but the rhythm in which the mantra is chanted.

This is the most important thing, and it is also the thing that does not appear on paper.

If you have not been exposed to black magic, this step will not be possible to complete.

And this is exactly the most common memory that Li Zhen obtained.

Among those fragmented memories, chanting of mantras is indispensable in almost every memory fragment.

The unlucky guy who was transformed into a ghost by Magusu is very likely from the same faction as Magusu...

When reciting the mantra for the first time, Li Zhen paused slightly.

During the second time, the spells coming out of Li Zhen's mouth became faster and smoother, as if these spells were engraved in his bones.

After reciting the spell seven times, Li Zhen stood up, picked up the prepared black string, put it around the bat's neck, and was about to tie a knot.

"call……"

A breeze suddenly blew in the windowless basement, making the talismans rustle.

Li Zhen felt a chill on his neck, as if something blew a breath of cold air at him from behind, making his back shiver.

Keeping in mind the taboos in the booklet, Li Zhen didn't dare look back. Instead, he used both hands to firmly tie the black rope around the bat's neck.

The bat suddenly let out a strange cry.

At this moment, all the hair on its body stood up like spikes.

The bat's body began to expand and then contract, as if it was gasping for air.

The blood on the bat and in the box below was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This bat is actually eating blood in this way.

Halfway to success...

Li Zhen didn't dare to relax.

Stretching out his hands, he suddenly pulled out the needle that had pierced the bat's ear.

"Squeak!"

The bat opened its eyes, revealing two blood-red eyes that looked even more eerie.

At the same time, the eyes of the evil demon statue behind the bat seemed to flicker.

Li Zhen did not see this change.

The moment the bat's eyes opened, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and lost consciousness in an instant.

It seemed like only a moment had passed, yet it also seemed like endless time had passed. The strange squeaking of the bats was like a signal, waking Li Zhen up.

A pain that could not be described in words occupied Li Zhen's consciousness.

The pain seemed to come from his bone marrow, from the inside out, occupying all his consciousness.

Li Zhen fell to the ground, his hands clasped tightly in the cracks of the floor.

Liquid flowed out of the nasal cavity and dripped onto the ground along the side of the nose.

Li Zhen didn't know what expression he had at the moment. He just clenched his teeth and didn't let himself make any sound.

This pain was even more painful than when the disease broke out, and it almost made him think that death would be a relief.

A subtle gnawing sound rang out in Li Zhen's mind, as if something was devouring his flesh and blood unscrupulously.

Li Zhen struggled to get up little by little, stretched out his trembling hands, and pushed down the blood bag with the mouth already opened.

A large amount of blood immediately flowed out, dyeing the altar scarlet.

The skull and the offerings were stained with blood.

This process may sound short, but it actually took several minutes.

After the blood flowed out, Li Zhen immediately felt the pain subside.

He seized the opportunity to get up from the ground, sat cross-legged in front of the altar, and chanted the mantra at a very fast speed.

His body fell into a state of numbness after the intense pain, and the voice that Li Zhen recited was so vague that it was difficult to distinguish.

Without knowing how many times he had chanted the spell, Li Zhen suddenly stood up, picked up the monkey skull on the altar and smashed it down with force.

With a "pop", the broken parts of the skull flew out in all directions.

The remaining pain receded like the tide, leaving no trace.

The subtle biting sound gradually became smaller and finally disappeared completely.

Li Zhen's body relaxed, he swayed twice and almost fell down.

It should have succeeded...

After gasping for a while, Li Zhen stretched out his numb right hand and tremblingly took out a small mirror from the bag beside him.

He saw his slightly blurry face and a pair of bloodshot eyes in the mirror.

This haggard face was a little different from before. It had a hint of blue in the waxy yellow, especially between the eyebrows, where there was a vertical mark with a purple tinge of blue.

This is a sign of success.

Is he a sorcerer now?
After wiping the blood from under his nose, Li Zhen was so numb that only one meaningless thought came to his mind.

(End of this chapter)