I vomited immediately. Seeing this blood-red thing, wriggling there like a worm, made my stomach churn.
Before I could react, the worms were spliced together as if they were alive.
It turned into an even bigger worm.
At this crucial moment, the insect seemed to have found its prey and entered the fat man's mouth at an extremely fast speed.
Like red maggots, they burrowed into the fat man's mouth, leaving him feeling nothing but disgust.
The man clutched his neck and repeatedly made gagging motions, trying to get the contents of his mouth out.
Unfortunately, these insects seemed to have a mind of their own once they entered the fat man's body and never came out again.
It kept eroding the fat man's body. Seeing this, I formed a formation to try and stop it.
Unfortunately, this formation had absolutely no effect on those red worms.
"Sir! It must be one of those two people from earlier who activated something!"
The fat man looked extremely pained, and his eyes turned bluish-white.
The eyeballs kept bulging out, and tiny blood vessels appeared on them. Then, those red worms from before scurried out of the eyeballs.
The next second, the fat man's face was covered with those red worms, which looked quite frightening.
At that moment, I could clearly sense that there was life within the man's body!
"container!"
That was my first thought, and it just came to mind.
I was just thinking about why fat men's bodies are like those of the dead, devoid of any vitality, as if they were born to contain something.
It looks like this guy's body is designed specifically for this thing.
The reason this fat man is in such a half-dead state is probably because the person who created him did so for this purpose.
They wanted to turn this fat man into a complete vessel to contain the demon.
But who exactly lured this demon out?
Suddenly I thought of the second bronze mirror. I took it out and it shone with golden light. The fat man who had been struggling just now miraculously stopped!
As for the second bronze mirror, the words "Slay the Demon" were displayed.
After the golden light enveloped the fat man, the worm-like thing on his body gradually shrank back into his body.
"Old Dao, you two come here quickly!"
I quickly shouted at Lao Dao and the old lady, trying to call them back.
Now, no matter who has a problem, at least we have to call them back before we talk about it.
"Brother Chen, what happened!"
Old Dao ran over immediately, and when he saw the fat man twitching in front of him, he was a little dumbfounded.
"What's going on?!"
Old Dao's body was convulsing continuously. I stared at him; this time, he still hadn't urinated.
"Someone released the demon! And that's how it turned out!"
I took a deep breath and slowly told Lao Dao everything that had just happened.
Old Knife remained calm, glancing indifferently at the golem from before.
"You're not Lao Dao!"
I stared at Old Knife and said sternly.
This time it was Lao Dao's turn to be surprised: "When did you find out I wasn't?"
Brother Chen, I'm Lao Dao, but I'm not entirely Lao Dao!
Lao Dao admitted it, but what he said was rather nonsensical.
But when he said that, I think I understood a little.
"You must be a senior member of the He family, right?"
I stared intently at Lao Dao, wanting to see his reaction.
Old Dao's face showed astonishment: "You even guessed this? You must have noticed something when I arrived, right?"
"I'm curious to know how you figured out I wasn't just a seasoned veteran. I thought I had no flaws, and I even acted very scared in front of you!"
Old Dao was very curious about my performance; he really wanted to know which part of the process went wrong.
"I never believe in coincidences. I believe that the so-called He family bloodline can appear in Lao Dao's body!"
Therefore, opening that door doesn't necessarily require bloodline, but rather the aura emanating from the He family!
I smiled and raised my voice.
This is also one of the bases for my judgment so far.
I was wondering why Lao Dao was able to open the door directly.
This might be the reason!
It's because it got contaminated with something.
"You're good, you're very good!"
Old Dao showed an appreciative expression; clearly, my previous explanation had impressed him.
"You're good at pretending, but some fear can't be faked. Old Dao has a problem; when he's really scared, he'll pee himself!"
This is something you can't fake!
Seeing that Lao Dao still didn't quite understand, I continued to explain.
Old Dao was dumbfounded. He frowned and asked, "Just because of this?"
"It's that simple!"
I nodded and gave an affirmative reply.
Old Dao probably still can't understand why this happened. This simple and unadorned explanation really stunned him.
"So what exactly is going on with your family?"
I stared at Lao Dao and slowly opened my mouth. Now that the main person has come out, I want to hear what the result is.
"You guessed correctly! Our He family has been protecting living beings and eliminating many evil spirits for generations!"
Our method is to keep these evil spirits under control and constantly disperse their power. The purpose of this golem is actually to purify them!
However, some members of the family felt that this method was tantamount to licking blood off a knife's edge, and that if something went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, they voiced their opposition!
Unfortunately, around the Jiaqing era, a traitor appeared within the family—the little girl's ancestor—who joined forces with another family to usurp their place!
As Lao Dao spoke, his expression became quite ferocious, clearly indicating that this memory was extremely painful for him.
This is exactly what I guessed.
At that moment, the older woman came to my side.
"Brother, he's not Old Knife after all!"
The older woman exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Lao Dao's condition, never expecting that he was now under control.
"No matter what we did in the past, or what methods we used, our goal is the same! It is to exorcise the demon!"
Old Dao coughed softly, and then his eyes gleamed with golden light, filled with a hint of divinity.
The older woman looked at this with admiration.
"You're right. No matter what methods you used back then, your contribution to exorcising demons is indelible!"
The older woman nodded as she spoke.
"So what should we do next? And how is He Feilong's condition now?"
I asked.
Although He Feilong is currently under control, he is at risk of escaping at any time.
Moreover, I don't have a bad feeling about this old guy.
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