Chapter 208 Great Pain
Chen Wan held his forehead with his hand: "How many lives will be burned to death if the mountain is set on fire? Why do you think I would do such a sinful thing?"
Huo Shaoqing was puzzled: "Then what do you mean by staring at those firewoods?"
"We have to set the fire, but we won't burn the mountain. We just need to burn Qian Laoliu's body."
"That old man has yin-yang eyes and can release insects to bite people. You must be careful."
Chen Wan put a talisman on him and said, "Now the old man can't see you, you continue to broadcast live for me."
Huo Shaoqing was half-believing and half-doubting: "You really can't see me?"
"You'll know if you try it."
Huo Shaoqing picked up his phone, tiptoed to the door of the old patriarch's house, and walked in.
Shen Wan climbed up the tree, found a thick branch with lush leaves that could cover her body, sat down steadily, and watched the live broadcast carefully.
Huo Shaoqing was a little nervous, and the picture was shaking.
He carefully walked through the crowd and came to the old patriarch.
The old patriarch was so absorbed in the grief of his son’s impending death that he really seemed unable to see him.
Huo Shaoqing then felt relieved and raised the camera to film Qian Laoliu's current situation.
Qian Laoliu was lying on a straw mat, dying. Due to the backlash of the black magic, his skin had turned a strange blue-black color, covered with dense lines, as if some evil power was running rampant in his body.
His weak breathing was particularly clear in the main room.
No one in the old patriarch's family dared to speak. They watched Qian Laoliu die with sympathy and grief.
Huo Man was standing nearby. When she saw Qian Laoliu's miserable condition, there was no expression on her face, only impatience.
Just as she was about to lose her patience, the old patriarch took out some ancient and strange instruments.
There are many appliances.
The old patriarch first smeared herbs all over his son's body, and then drew strange symbols.
Then, he opened the lid of the jar, and the foul stench that hit him in the face made Huo Man retch.
"What is this? It stinks!"
"Yin Yin."
The old patriarch said in a deep voice.
He reached into the jar and pulled out a handful of the sticky stuff.
Huo Shaoqing held up the camera and moved closer to take the picture.
Shen Wan saw that the sticky mass was a worm.
The old patriarch looked at his suffering son, his cloudy eyes revealing complexity and sorrow.
"Son, remember the way home."
After he said that, he stuffed the penis into his son's mouth.
Qian Laoliu's eyes widened, and he clearly felt this terrible thing sliding into his throat and entering his body.
Huo Shaoqing asked Chen Wan in a low voice, "What are they doing? Are they casting a spell?"
Chen Wan had learned about the art of witchcraft in his previous life, and explained, "He is using Qian Laoliu's body as a hotbed for witchcraft."
"If the parasite is swallowed while a person is still alive, it will then parasitize and lay eggs in the human body."
Huo Shaoqing was dumbfounded: "What the hell? Laying eggs in the human body? Isn't this a parasite?"
"That's about right. The worms will reproduce crazily in the bodies of living people, and the blood, flesh and internal organs will become nutrients for the worms, and will be eaten away bit by bit."
As Shen Wan explained the science, Qian Laoliu suddenly began to tremble violently, his eyes were wide open, and his face was distorted due to the great pain and torture.
His body was rapidly losing water, and his skin was drying up and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, soon becoming as hard as tree bark or stone shells.
The human skin turned into a stone-like shell, and the monster frantically sucked all the juices and organs in the body.
During this period, Qian Laoliu was alive.
He is living under the tremendous pain brought by the ghost, so his resentment continues to accumulate and deepen in this pain, and eventually he will turn into a fierce ghost.
Shen Wan knew.
Once formed, Qian Laoliu will transform into countless horrible insects, pouring out of his dried human skin shell.
Each insect carries his powerful resentment and aggressiveness, and will become extremely ferocious.
The molding time takes three days.
The old patriarch also ordered: "No one can get close during these three days."
Everyone knew how powerful the evil was and came out one after another.
Huo Man followed him out and asked the old patriarch impatiently, "Can he really turn into a fierce ghost in three days?"
The old patriarch said coldly: "Who is the one who killed my son?"
Huo Man immediately said, "Her name is Chen Wan, and she knows a little bit about metaphysics and Taoist medicine."
"Old Patriarch, do you have any way to deal with her?"
"In fact, not only your son died at her hands, but also a Feng Shui master was killed by her before your son."
The old patriarch had a gloomy expression on his face: "My son is full of resentment, let her wait for death!"
Huo Man wished that Qian Laoliu would turn into a ghost and cut Chen Wan into pieces.
"Old Patriarch, I will go back and wait for your good news. This is the reward I promised your son before, and I will give it to you without any less."
Huo Man took out a check for five million and gave it to the old patriarch.
The old patriarch put the check in his pocket expressionlessly, "I'll take your money. If my son can't kill Shen Wan, then I'll do it myself!"
With his assurance, Huo Man drove away with peace of mind.
The old patriarch ordered the people in the village not to go near the house for three days to avoid being hurt by the resentment.
Because Qian Laoliu is suffering from pain and torture at the moment, anyone who gets close to him is likely to be marked by him.
Once they become evil spirits, they will be regarded as targets of revenge.
After everyone agreed, they all stayed away from the house.
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
The guys all dispersed.
Huo Shaoqing was afraid that the old patriarch, Lao Deng, had a backup plan, so he followed him. However, he found that after the old patriarch went to a deserted place, he took out a check and looked at it again and again.
After discovering that the check was worth five million, the old patriarch actually laughed!
Yes, he was not wrong.
The old patriarch, who was heartbroken in front of everyone, actually laughed from the bottom of his heart, with his mouth corners almost reaching his ears.
Seeing that the old patriarch hid the check safely, he went to bed contentedly.
Huo Shaoqing just came back to find Shen Wan and told her what he had seen and heard.
Shen Wan said with a smile: "Although a son is a son, he is still not as close as a huge fortune."
"You didn't see how greedy he was when he saw money. When Huo Man gave him the check, he didn't even look at it. I thought this old man regarded money as dirt, but he turned out to be grinning happily behind his back."
Shen Wan jumped down from the tree and looked towards the locked house.
"Let's go and take a look."
Huo Shaoqing nodded.
In order to prevent people from entering by mistake, the door has some sophisticated mechanisms.
It was locked from the inside, and although it could be opened from both inside and outside, only the old patriarch knew how to open it from the outside.
Huo Shaoqing simply walked in through the door, opened the lock from behind, and let Chen Wan in.
Qian Laoliu, who was immersed in extreme pain, heard the sound of the door opening.
The slight creaking sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent and depressing space.
Every inch of his body was now cramping in pain, and the resentment in his heart was rolling like raging magma!
He had already lost his mind, and his remaining consciousness was occupied by endless pain and resentment. He only wanted to vent this anger on anyone who appeared in front of him.
Qian Laoliu's eyes widened, and a beautiful face suddenly appeared in his bloodshot eyes.
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