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"Master Lin, you must prove for me that my ancestors have become what they are now and have nothing to do with me."

Heathrow Airport, on the flight back to Hong Kong Island.

Asen said to Lin Jiuying who was beside him with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, I will explain everything to the Tang clan on Hong Kong Island."

Looking at Asen with a worried look beside him, Lin Jiuying nodded and comforted him.

Turning her head to look at her apprentice who was sleeping soundly behind her, Lin Jiuying shook her head and looked at the misty clouds outside the window.

The mind couldn't help but recall everything that happened in the London church.

…

London, inside the house.

The hostess looked horrified at the mysterious man who broke into their home. Just when the host wanted to resist and drive away the uninvited guest, he was easily subdued by the voodoo doll in the other's hand, and he remained motionless and stiff.

"Mummy? Dad?"

Attracted by the noise in the living room, a blond boy ran down the stairs.

Looking at the motionless father and the limp mother in the living room, he tilted his head to look at the figure in the cloak, with a confused expression on his face.

"No."

Seeing the child appear in the living room, the mother, who was still paralyzed by fear, immediately climbed up to the boy with both hands and feet, hugged him tightly in her arms, and turned her head to the man with a pleading expression.

"Please, spare my child."

Ignoring the hostess's pleading, Narcissus, with a gloomy expression, glanced at the house in the house and looked down at the voodoo doll in his hand, his expression twitched.

Because of an accident in the church, he was forced to give up even the most important voodoo doll.

What he was holding in his hand was just a voodoo doll temporarily made of rags, and even the power of the curse had become extremely weak.

Otherwise, under his curse, the man of the house would not only be stiffened, but would die of pain.

"If it weren't for that weirdly dressed guy, I wouldn't have lost the important voodoo doll, and the revived corpse!"

Thinking of the powerful revival corpse refined from the shadow corpse, he was also thrown away by himself.

Narcissus' breathing became a little faster, and there was a look of uncontrollable fear on his face.

Having lost the main sacrifice of sacrifice, he has no choice but to escape.

However, before that, I need a more powerful voodoo doll as guardian.

Under the cloak, Narcissus' gloomy gaze swept across the family in the house, and finally landed on the child in the woman's arms.

"No, I beg you, no matter what you ask me to do, as long as you let my child go, I beg you..."

Aware of Narcissus' gaze on the child, the expression on the hostess' face became even more frightened, and she would protect the boy who was in danger and unknown, and kept begging to Narcissus.

Facing the woman's pleading appearance, the face under Narcissus' cloak did not show any movement.

Voodoo believes in fear, and any plea for Narcissus, instead of having no effect, is a kind of affirmation to him.

It means that everything he does is in line with the teachings of voodoo.

"Don't worry, all of this won't last long."

Holding the voodoo doll woven from rags, Narcissus showed a terrifying smile to the child behind the hostess, and was about to step forward.

"Narsis!"

Suddenly, inside the house.

A familiar roar resounded throughout the house.

boom!

Under the terrified eyes of Narcissus, the stove in the kitchen suddenly lit automatically, and the twisted face of the high priest appeared in the beating flame.

"High Priest!"

Looking at the intimidating face that appeared in the flames, the gloomy expression on Narcissus' face suddenly turned into fear, he stopped his steps, and knelt down.

"Tell me, Narcissus, why didn't you respond to me."

"Or, you betrayed me and voodoo."

The words of the high priest accurately spoke the inner thoughts of Narcissus.

Because, Narcissus could only reply in a more fearful voice: "No, high priest, I did not betray you and voodoo, I just had to escape from the church where I was before because I was attacked. ."

"Accident?"

In the kitchen flames, the high priest's face jumped.

"Sacrifices, sacrifices!"

Compared with the accident in Narcissus' mouth, the high priest was obviously more concerned about the safety of the sacrifices.

"The sacrifice was taken away by those who attacked me. I have tried my best to stop it, but..."

In the face of the high priest's questioning, Narcissus tried his best to defend himself.

"I don't care who stole the sacrifice."

However, the high priest in the flames did not give Narcissus a chance to explain it any further.

"All I know is that you failed, Narcissus, again!"

"The sacrifice is the sustenance needed for the return ceremony of Queen Lavie, but because of your failure, the sacrifice was lost and the ceremony could not be carried out."

"Since you lost the sacrifice, then you can only serve as the sacrifice for this ceremony!"

Narcissus knelt on the ground and heard the words of the high priest.

The expression on his face suddenly became extremely frightened, and he struggled to get up to escape from the terrifying house in front of him.

But the next second, the body under the gaze of the flames becomes rigid and uncontrollable.

In the beating flames, the high priest kept reciting strange spells in his mouth, under the influence of these spells.

Narcissus stood up twisted, his eyes revealed a look of fear and despair, but his body gradually became quiet under the power of the spell.

In his mouth, with the end of the high priest's spell, the fear on Narciss' face disappeared.

Instead, it was a sluggish, expressionless face.

His eyes were silent and dim without any focus. The expression on UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's face was like a corpse that was useless to warm emotions. He opened his mouth and made a useless sound of ups and downs, and said to the high priest in the flames. .

"Follow your orders, Master."

After saying all this, Narcissus turned his stiff body and walked out with a cold expression under the terrified eyes of several people in the room.

On the other side, the ceremony was completed, and the flames burning on the stove were instantly extinguished.

"Honey!"

With the departure of Narcissus' stiff figure, the man who had been motionless in the house also regained control of his body, and quickly hugged his terrified wife and children, comforting him.

"It's okay, everything is over!"

His arms were tightly holding the frightened family members in his arms, but the man's eyes subconsciously glanced at the direction where Narcissus left.

In the man's field of vision, Narcissus walked step by step with stiff steps, and finally disappeared into the shadows.