The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

"But this isn't the method used to make a Kumantong, is it?"

Tang Tang looked at Land hesitantly.

Land had a wry smile on his face, "Of course not... Kumantong is much better for this."

He continued to recall, "Bai Tengfei invited several Thai sorcerers to Myanmar, apparently intending to use some secret method to pray."

"In addition to offering a large amount of money, I overheard a piece of news."

He said, "The rewards of those sorcerers also include many children and... pregnant women."

These sorcerers invited by Bai Tengfei are the most famous and terrifying ones in Southeast Asia.

Countless people died in their hands.

As to whether black magic is really useful, it is hard to say.

In the process of performing black magic, a lot of corpse oil and corpses are consumed... In the increasingly intensified pursuit, these black magic practitioners are no longer satisfied with using what they steal from the morgue.

The wealthy who admire them also hope for better “quality” materials.

Therefore, these sorcerers want fresh materials.

Including Bai Tengfei.

"He wants a Kumantong, the best kind."

Land said coldly, "So Bai Tengfei knocked one of his lovers unconscious and handed him over to those sorcerers."

And that lover is already six months pregnant and will give birth soon.

"Those sorcerers directly dissected the fetus alive," Land said. "The lover also died during the process. The body was then dismembered and used to make corpse oil."

Later, Bai Tengfei enshrined the Kumantong in the Bai family's small Buddhist temple.

"I took the initiative to bring Sky and inadvertently appeared in front of a sorcerer."

In the tradition of black magic, raw materials with blood ties are naturally better than those without blood ties.

If the two brothers were killed together and refined in the same jar, wouldn't the effect be better?

As expected, the sorcerer was moved and added Land and Sky to the list.

Land had no regrets. When he was in Myanmar, he was surrounded by armed private soldiers from northern Myanmar. There was a watchtower in the distance and an electrified fence outside. It was impossible for him and Sky to escape.

But it would be different if he was taken away by those sorcerers. At least there wouldn't be so many guards.

Land brushed aside the subsequent experience, saying only, "At that time, they wanted to nail Sky and me to death with bone nails like this."

"What is this for refining?"

Tang Tang said, "I've never heard of this kind of black magic."

"This isn't really a form of black magic...or rather, it's just a container."

Land explained, "It is said that the top of the head is considered the entrance and exit of the human soul, so nailing it through the crown of the head represents sealing the soul within the body."

"Because he died suddenly, his resentment is extremely strong, so he can create a resentful meat child."

"The smaller the baby, the stronger the resentment. Aborting or cesarean section at full term is the best, because the resentment is the greatest."

"This resentful meat child can be said to be a universal tool. Other black magic can be layered on top of it. The more it is layered, the more painful the meat child will be, the more resentful it will be, and the stronger the effect will be."

"If the original Corpse Oil only caused sores to form all over the person's body, then adding the Resentful Meat Child would cause that person to fester from the inside out and die."

"It can even infect other people remotely."

Others were more or less shocked.

After all, this kind of secret evil magic is still very unfamiliar to most people.

Land looked at the baby's head and said, "Who knows... this is a resentful meat child."

"But according to what you said, this Resentful Meat Child is so useful, almost equivalent to a buffing tool, why is it thrown here now?"

Land said, "Because the Resentful Meat Child is consumable, if you superimpose a black magic on it, one of its legs will be chopped off."

"The first time I chopped off my left foot, the second time I chopped off my right foot, the third time I chopped off my left arm, and the fourth time I chopped off my right arm."

"After chopping off all the hands and feet, there's only one last chance to add another black magic spell. Usually, the black magic master will add the last and most powerful black magic spell on top."

"Then the fifth time, I chopped off the Resentful Meat Boy's head. At this point, the Resentful Meat Boy has been completely utilized."

Seeing that W wanted to continue asking, Land said directly without him having to ask, "Are you wondering why there is only a head but no body?"

W nodded vigorously.

Land chuckled coldly, his tone mocking, "Because those sorcerers believe that humans are originally sealed beings, and after chopping off the hands and feet of the resentful meat child four times, the corpse is like a punctured bag."

"The sealed soul inside began to dissipate and escape. After the head was chopped off, the vengeful spirit completely broke free from its restraints."

"They will chop up the chopped body into pieces, the more broken the better, so that the vengeful spirit cannot find the body, cannot find a place to return, and cannot return for revenge."

"And the severed heads are discarded next to the people they want to kill, recycling them into waste, allowing the vengeful spirits who are already on the prowl to kill them."

Everyone looked at each other, and Olivia's face turned pale.

She couldn't believe it, "So, someone wants to harm me?"

Otherwise why was this thing found on her farm!!

Tang Tang now understood why Land said that compared to the resentful meat child, the Kumantong's fate would be much better.

At least there were still people offering sacrifices to him, and his body was left intact. But the resentful meat child was completely exploited.

Land looked at the head in the anaconda's stomach and said, "Judging from the digestion process, it's been a while."

Tang Tang and the others exchanged a glance, then turned to Olivia and said, "Either someone is trying to harm you with a curse, or this anaconda was brought here from somewhere else."

Before it was brought here, the anaconda had already eaten the head.

"Call the police, Olivia," Tang Tang said, "Let them check where this child is from."

Maybe that can narrow it down a bit.

"Olivia, you're moving away," Caroline said worriedly, "No matter what... you can't keep living on the farm!"

"Of course!"

Olivia smiled bitterly. "Even if everything is fine, I wouldn't dare stay here. This is too horrible... Such cruel means, my God."

Tang Tang frowned slightly and looked at Land.

She now has a bit of PTSD towards the Holy Light Religion, and whenever she encounters any accident, she wants to blame the Holy Light Religion.

I don’t know if this has anything to do with the Holy Light Sect.

Olivia had already started calling the police. Tang Tang sighed and looked at Caroline. "Why don't you go back to Harvard, dear Caroline, and stay on campus for a while."

[I feel like I can start a metaphysical article (wipe sweat)]