C64

In this half a year, my overall understanding of the Evil Theurgy is actually not too shallow.

It was not about the crude content of the book, but about other aspects, such as the origin.

Rather than calling this book the Evil Theurgy, it would be better to call it a sect.

In the beginning, it was indeed about some of the small prescriptions used by the common folk, but the further one looked at it, the deeper the levels involved became.

Furthermore, they could vaguely feel that these so called Evil Theurgy manuals all had the same origin.

It could be said that the contents of this book were all inherited from a certain sect.

The so called evil was not just its appearance. In the middle of it, there were some Evil Theurgy s that could eat a dog's eyes alive and pick out the tendons in one's legs.

The so called Evil Theurgy, not only did it look sinister from the way it was used, the things it contained were also quite vicious.

The Evil Theurgy, blasphemous and blasphemous, it is called the Evil Theurgy, at the beginning of the book, it was all about the caster's advice, I now believe it is worth five points.

After all, the more vicious the Evil Theurgy was, the more likely it was that it would pay a price …

Especially after that move of Yin Qi entered the Underworld, I felt even more reverence for the contents of the book. Even now, I still don't know what I lost at that time.

However, I have already used it. In order to avoid any trouble, I didn't follow the preface of the book and kowtow to it.

After all, he still didn't understand the principles behind this technique. If he were to blindly kowtow, it would likely bring him trouble.

It was precisely because the Evil Theurgy recorded in the book likely had a common origin, that was why the foreword stated that only the sect itself could not use it without permission.

Then, what was this so-called sect?

Also, since there is a sect, why is the title of the book "Evil Theurgy Encyclopedia"?

Shouldn't the name of the sect be written on it?

Since it wasn't a stall, how did the adoptive father manage to get his hands on the book?

The more I read, the more these questions echoed in my head.

I can't figure it out, and when I think about it, I get annoyed and I force myself not to think about it.

Slowly, I learned to let nature take its course.

At this time, this person had already turned around. In between his brows, he looked exactly like an adopted father …

It was just a face, at least a dozen years older than his adoptive father.

Looking at his current state, I subconsciously took two steps back. For a moment, I was somewhat speechless. I just stared at him blankly, but I didn't know what to say.

He looked like an adoptive father, but he was older than an adoptive father.

I've lived with him for more than ten years, but I've never heard of him having any kind of brother or whatever. I've never even heard of him having any kin.

During those few years, even if he had relatives, they would still try to distance themselves from him …

Then, who is this person in front of me …

I've told you so many times, from the meaning of this sentence, this person is indeed your adoptive father, because … He did tell me that...

"It's really you …" Is it really you … "

After staring blankly at it for a long time, I finally spoke softly. I don't even know if this is for the person in front of me, or for myself …

But before I could finish my sentence, I suddenly saw the person in front of me striking towards my neck with a knife.

He looked old, but his speed hadn't slowed at all.

Fortunately, I didn't stay idle for the past half year. In order not to be bullied by others, I also practiced some self-defense techniques. They were all relatively simple movements that I found in some of the books at home.

I dodged the knife but it wasn't the end. In the next instant, I saw a white shadow flash past my eyes.

I seemed to see a figure standing in front of me. It looked very close, but it was also very ethereal.

Suddenly, I had a feeling of drowsiness. Was the adoptive father I had just seen real? Or was it just an illusion?

I can no longer tell. I can feel the gusts of the cold wind blowing, and it seems like there's the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling coming from the distance …

At that moment, I shivered, feeling the fog in front of my eyes dissipate.

As if in a trance, everything changed, from illusory to real.

He looked at the empty space in front of him. Where was the shadow of his foster father?

Was the foster father just an illusion?

I was stunned. For a moment, I couldn't tell what it was.

But soon, I realized that it wasn't... What I saw just now is true.

The candle in front of him was still flickering in the cold wind.

When his adoptive father was here earlier, although the candle was shaking violently, it hadn't been extinguished.

At this moment, the candle suddenly jumped and went out.

However, when the candles went out, the two photos on the floor suddenly lit up.

Just like two Talisman s, they ignited and burned themselves.

When he looked back at Lingling, he could only stare blankly ahead with his eyes wide open.

Although his body was still in a standing position, it was still swaying, as if it would fall to the ground at any moment.

Looking back, when my foster father chopped at me with his hand just now, from the corner of my eyes, I saw that there were lines of Rune written on his palm.

It looks like he's already prepared. We must have fallen into the path of foster fathers to become like this all of a sudden.

Was the foster father really still alive? No... Impossible.

The corpse was clearly dripping with blood. It had probably rotted for a long time now, so how could it still be alive?

There must have been something about the foster father I saw just now, but we still can't figure it out.

After I shouted a few times, Lingling finally woke up.

I stepped forward with her and looked at the thing on the ground.

There was something on the ground besides the candles and the photos that were almost completely burned, and the paper money that had been blown away or blown into the photos.

There was no soil on top of the rusty hoe. It seemed like no one had used it in a long time.

If he had used it recently, he would definitely be able to tell.

I picked up the hoe and thought back to the scene I had just seen on the side of the graveyard.

Could it be that this person suddenly appeared here in the middle of the night to remind me of something?

No matter who he was, it was certain that he knew a lot of things.

But looking ahead, even though there were still footprints, if he kept going forward, he would reach the forest.

From that person's "hand blade" just now, we can see that if he doesn't want us to catch up to him, he definitely won't be caught …

I picked up the hoe from the ground. This hoe seemed to have been left here on purpose …

I saw the marks on the ground just now, as if to give us a hint.

I was very puzzled. If there really was anything, wouldn't it be fine to just tell me? Why are you deliberately mystifying me and doing such useless things?

There's nothing left to investigate here. That person's identity is still a mystery. I'll have to investigate who he is myself.

After returning to the grave from before, I looked at the traces of snow.

At first, I thought it was a hammer. But now, if I look carefully, these traces are similar to the marks on a hand. I can vaguely see the marks on a finger.

This should have been left behind by the technique to exorcise ghosts just now, to remind me and also to emit the sound waves.

Just as I was looking at these scars, suddenly, Lingling who was behind me screamed.

Lingling rarely would have such a huge reaction, this child was much calmer than normal.

At this moment, I suddenly screamed out. I hastily turned around only to find that there was a green object suddenly rushing towards me from the bottom of my feet.

Then he disappeared into the snow.

I broke out in a cold sweat. The thing that just passed by was obviously a snake!

How could there be a snake in this season! This place seemed to have a nest of snakes, but it was rather secretive. Just now, that snake had entered the cave …