Demon husband's exorcism

In the end, Xiao Ming didn't release Shen Ling from the glass cage, but just enlarged the ventilation hole, allowing Zong Wangchuan to reach in and touch Shen Ling's body.

Shen Ling was in a daze, but when Zong Wangchuan's hand touched his cheek, there was a rare clarity in his uneasy eyes.

"Ah... ah..."

A muffled voice came from under the mask.

Zong Wangchuan then took off the metal mask for him, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

"Achuan... Achuan..."

Shen Ling's eyes were filled with tears.

He looked at Zong Wangchuan like a baby bird, and said, "...my sister is...she...is she alright?"

"Shen Jiaren is very good, there was no accident."

Zong Wangchuan decisively chose to lie.

Shen Ling's mental state at the moment is very abnormal, if the truth is told, it may lead to unexpected changes.

"My sister is fine... my sister is fine..."

Shen Ling's mood became a little more stable, and he said, "A Chuan, is there a way to solve that thing?"

"This one……"

Zong Wangchuan didn't dare to make a promise.

His hesitation threw Shen Ling into confusion again.

The bloodshot eyes suddenly widened like bull's eyes, and the pale lips trembled crazily: "A Chuan! Did you hear that! The wings are vibrating! Wings all over the sky! Wings are everywhere! They are vibrating! Crazy vibrations! I... I... can't see your face clearly! Where are you! Are you still here!"

"I'm here."

Zong Wangchuan stroked his face again.

Shen Ling's eyes seemed to be blinded by a layer of white.

He rubbed Zong Wangchuan's hand like a puppy, crying and said: "Achuan, your fingers are so warm, but...but...I can't see you anymore...Achuan...I can't see you... I can hear your voice, I know you're with me...but I can't see you...can't see...you...I...I..."

"What do you see?"

Zong Wangchuan held Shen Ling's face in both hands, using the warmth of his palms to stabilize his chaotic emotions.

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side!"

He continued to comfort and coax, and said softly: "Shen Ling, don't be afraid, I will be by your side, and I will definitely find a way to save you!"

"Save me... save me... must save me..."

Shen Ling's tears flowed down, and he desperately rubbed his cheek against the back of Zong Wangchuan's hand, repeating it over and over again.

"A Chuan, you must save me...I can't see you...I can't hear you...I can only see wings now, countless wings...they are flapping crazily...there are wings everywhere Sounds... Countless wings... Constant flapping... My ears... I have... Save me! Save me!"

"me……"

Seeing Shen Ling being tormented almost insane by the Gu insects, Zong Wangchuan felt very complicated.

He didn't know whether to continue to comfort him.

At this time, Xiao Ming handed over the tranquilizer: "Give him an injection and make him quiet!"

"but……"

"He can no longer hear or see, and all your comfort is in vain."

Xiao Ming reminded sternly.

Zong Wangchuan actually knew that Shen Ling could no longer hear his voice at this moment, but before injecting the tranquilizer, he still couldn't help apologizing, saying: "Shen Ling, you go to sleep now, I will save you, I will I will definitely think of a way to save you..."

"Save me... save... me... I... I don't want... I..."

Shouting vaguely, Shen Ling closed his eyes.

Zong Wangchuan resisted the censure in his heart, and said to Xiao Ming: "Let's lower the wine cellar."

"Does the way he looks bother you?"

Xiao Ming asked enthusiastically.

Zong Wangchuan said: "He is my friend, I can't treat him as cold-blooded as you."

"The blood of a demon is inherently cold, so naturally it doesn't matter whether it's cold blood or hot blood."

Xiao Ming said nonchalantly, and pressed the mechanism to lower the built-in wine cellar.

Afterwards, he brought a plate of grilled chicken wings and said fawningly, "Honey, do you need me to remove the bones from the chicken wings?"

"casual……"

Zong Wangchuan was in a depressed mood at this time, and he was a little indifferent to Xiao Ming's flattery.

However, Xiao Ming began to pick the bones of the chicken wings enthusiastically, and explained while processing: "The things he brought back from the mountainous area of ​​Miaojiang are not Gu worms, they are demons hatched by the Miao people's fear of famine for thousands of years. .”

"Isn't fear a desire? How could a demon be hatched?"

Zong Wangchuan didn't understand.

Xiao Ming smiled and said, "As long as you are strong enough, desire can become a demon."

"...fear of famine...can send out like flies..."

While pondering, Zong Wangchuan exclaimed: "Bessica! It's Bessica they sealed! Lord of the Flies! Isn't that right!"

"The name Besica is man-made, but the gluttony he represents is the other side of famine. And famine is the most primitive fear that all living things must face."

Xiao Ming stuffed a piece of prepared chicken wing into Zong Wangchuan's mouth, and continued talking.

"This fear was born with the birth of life, and after tens of thousands of years of accumulation, it has long been distorted into a demon. And your good friend Shen Ling, accidentally broke the "Miaojiang people's self-deception" that has been handed down for thousands of years. famine' seal."

"But what he took away was obviously a living person, how could a living person..."

"That child is the container used by the Miao people to seal 'Famine'."

Xiao Ming put the two removed bones into another plate, and said, "Just like flies cannot resist carrion, creatures in barren areas cannot overcome the fear of famine. The wizards of Miaojiang cannot overcome the destiny and famine, but they Living people can be made into sealed containers, and the so-called 'famine' can be sealed inside, so that the whole village can feel at ease at the price of one life."

"This this……"

Zong Wangchuan felt very uncomfortable.

There is nothing wrong with using this method to stabilize people's hearts in primitive times, but now is the age of civilization...

How can the civilized age continue to use such barbaric and inhuman methods!

"I know it's hard for you to accept, but this is the most effective way for Aboriginal people who refuse to contact modern society."

Xiao Ming stopped the bones being dismantled and said: "Your friend interrupted the ceremony because of a moment of benevolence, released the 'famine' that had been sealed for generations in Miao Jiang, and brought it to the city, thus becoming The object of the curse of the wizards of Miaojiang."

"Then how can the curse be lifted? Also, the 'famine' he brought from Miaojiang will affect the city..."

Zong Wangchuan didn't want to listen to Xiao Ming's rationale anymore, he just wanted to know if this monster given life because of the fear of "famine" would destroy the city?How to eliminate it?

"Whether the 'famine' will cause damage to the city, you know the answer to this question."

Xiao Ming said: "As for the solution, what else can we do other than return the property to its original owner?"

"Return to the original owner?"

Zong Wangchuan frowned.

Seeing that he was still avoiding the facts, Xiao Ming sneered and said, "Dodging will only cause more casualties. The deaths of Shen Jiaren and that policeman are just the beginning, if you can't make a decisive decision as soon as possible!"

"How do you want me to make a quick decision!"

Zong Wangchuan looked at Xiao Ming angrily.

However, Xiao Ming smiled and said: "Shen Ling broke the seal, so he was cursed by the Miao Jiang wizard and turned into a new sealed container. To solve this crisis, we only need to trick 'Famine' to the rooftop and seal it in the Shen Ling's body, and then make Shen Ling into a mummy and send it back to Miaojiang."

"You...you know I can't do such a cruel thing!"

Zong Wangchuan said painfully.

He couldn't even use Shen Ling as a sealed container, let alone mummify Shen Ling while he was still alive!

"He broke the seal of 'Famine', he unleashed the demons, and he must be held accountable for this."

Xiao Ming spoke softly, and stuffed another boneless chicken wing into Zong Wangchuan's mouth.

The change in mood made Zong Wangchuan unable to eat, and after taking a few bites, he couldn't suppress his nausea and ran into the bathroom.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming clapped his hands and lifted the built-in wine cellar again.

Boom boom boom!

After three knocks, Shen Ling, who was in a drowsy sleep, raised his head, and there was a rare clarity in his cloudy eyes.

"Who are you……"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is how much you believe in Zong Wangchuan?"

"me……"

Shen Ling thought for a moment and said, "I trust him with my life."

"Okay, trust him with your life."

Xiao Ming smiled meaningfully and said, "We have found a solution to the problem, but the process is very dangerous. You need to trust him without reservation and cooperate with him with your life to ensure completion. Are you willing to cooperate with him with your life?"

"I do, I do..."

Shen Ling answered seriously.

Xiao Ming's smile was even more ghostly.

Suddenly, his smile froze.

He found that Shen Ling kept looking behind him when he was answering this question.

Xiao Ming turned around and saw Zong Wangchuan who was leaning on the wall: "You—"

He was about to explain his motive, but Zong Wangchuan walked to the glass cage and said softly: "Shen Ling, you should sleep for a while to refresh yourself. After waking up, I will explain the specific action plan to you."

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now."

Shen Ling closed her eyes obediently like a baby.

Zong Wangchuan let out a breath and asked Xiao Ming to lower the glass cage.

Then—

Snapped!

A slap fell on Xiao Ming's face.

"Why did you do this! You know that I can't save him! Why do you want him to trust me! Could it be that he doesn't mind dying just because he trusts me!"

The author has something to say: In the play "Constantine", the real "famine" is sealed in the body of the African boy, but I think the demon bred by the Miao people's fear of famine is more in line with my theme. After all, The devil is born from the heart...