With the sound of the door slamming, the room was quiet again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I was a little distraught and looked at everything in the room, and I suddenly felt a little creepy.

This place is where Azanson usually does, who knows how many people he has killed here and how many souls he has practiced?

I feel a chill in my back when I think about it.

"Hey, what's your name?"

Suddenly, a childish voice sounded out of thin air behind me.

Since I am now tied to a chair and unable to see what is behind it, I don't know who is speaking for a while, but one thing is certain, the owner of this voice is definitely not a living person, and I can conclude from his empty voice!

"You...... Who are you? I asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, I asked you first, you answer me quickly!"

This time, I listened more attentively, so when the voice came out, I immediately realized that it was a child's voice, and I guess I was not yet six years old!

Oh my God, could it be that there's a little ghost in this house?

Thinking of this, I quickly raised my eyes to look at the sculptures of the two children next to the door.

But after careful inspection, I didn't find anything wrong with the sculptures of these two children.

"Hey, you're talking!" The voice sounded in my ears again, and this time I heard it very clearly, from the altar on my side.

I forced my head to twist my head, glancing around the altar, and finally fixed my eyes on the porcelain vase with a yellow charm on the edge of the table!

"Are you in a bottle?" I asked hard.

"yes, you're just finding out now, it's so slow." The voice of the baby in the bottle came again.

I couldn't help but be surprised, could this be the legendary Thai Kuman Thong?

Legend has it that in Thailand's descending world, there has always been a saying about raising little ghosts, which is also a well-known thing in Thailand.

Because Thailand is a country that believes in Theravada Buddhism, there are many monks in the country who have a certain degree of cultivation.

They are very compassionate to the world, so they often collect some unfortunate dead spirits in nature, and then use the bones of babies or animals to sculpt into dolls, and then use mana to inject the souls of those elves into the sculptures, so as to give the elves new life.

This is a very meritorious thing, but after this secret method was passed from the temple to the people, some ill-intentioned head lowering masters used their own head lowering techniques to take the lives of many human babies, and then forcibly trained their infant spirits into little ghosts, and then injected them into the sculpture of human bones, and finally made Kuman Tong, of course, the baby girl is called Gu Manli.

This kind of thing that is detrimental to yin virtue has caused a big stir in Thailand, and even the head lowering master and the mage of the temple have fought several times because of this, and in the end they lost both.

In addition to the development of modern science, Buddhism has become less and less valued by people, and Buddhists who have lost their followers have changed their careers and become Azan, that is, high-level head lowering masters.

As a result, Thai Buddhism was even more powerless to suppress the evil spirit of the head lowering teacher, which eventually led to the current situation of Kuman Thong in Thailand.

Of course, these are all later words, so I won't show them here for the time being.

Besides, the little ghost in the bottle saw that I didn't speak for a long time, so he asked again: "Hey, why don't you speak?" ”

"Did you think that you were about to be killed by the head descender, so you were very unhappy?"

Hehe.

I shook my head helplessly and responded: "People are inherently dead, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather, and I am not very attached to these. ”

"It's just that you were trained to become a Kuman Tong at such a young age, it's really pitiful."

Woo...... Woowoo......

When I finished, the imp in the bottle actually started crying.

I'm a soft-hearted person, and I can't see others shed tears, especially this poor little ghost, his cry really broke my heart.

hurriedly comforted at the moment: "Little friend, don't cry, my brother will save you out." ”

"Really, big brother?" The imp asked, choking in the bottle.

"Well, really, but you'll have to answer me a few questions honestly."

"Okay, big brother, you ask." The imp stopped crying and waited for me to ask a question.

I sorted out my thoughts and said with interest: "Are you a little ghost who came here with Azançon from Thailand, or did Azanson train after he came here?" ”

The little ghost was silent for a moment, and said sadly: "Big brother, I was arrested here ten days ago. ”

"My name is Cai Fu, I am five years old this year, my parents are outsiders, they have been working here in Chancheng, and our family lives in a poor rental house in the northern suburbs of Chancheng."

"And I am a student of Nanfu Kindergarten, and one day on the way home from school, I was caught by this Azanson."

"After he captured me, he forced my soul out of my body alive, locked me in this porcelain vase, and trained me to become a little ghost for him to drive."

"That's ...... so"

I smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly in my heart: "This is really a cannibalistic society, the weak don't even have the guarantee of life, and they are slaughtered at will, me and this Cai Fu are typical examples." ”

But now is not the time to be sad, so I continued to ask: "Fufu, can you conjure it out of this bottle?" ”

"No, this bottle has a charm on it, because I don't listen to Azanson, so he presses me with a charm, and every day he puts the bottle on the fire for thirty minutes, and every time he burns me to the point of charred flesh, but I still haven't helped him do anything bad."

When I heard this, I only felt a rush of blood to my head, and the whole person became extremely angry, and immediately scolded angrily: "Hmph, this bastard." ”

"It's just too much, to treat a five-year-old imp like this, and he is not afraid of the wrath of the sky!"

"Big brother, you keep quiet, be careful to bring Azanson in." Cai Fu's sensible reminder.

I took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in my heart, and asked, "Is it possible that you can escape by just revealing the charm on the bottle?" ”

That's right! Cai Fu replied firmly.

"Okay, then I'll help you."

After saying that, I looked around, and listened intently for a while, until I was sure that there was no one nearby, and then I closed my eyes and fully mobilized my divine sense, trying to learn the way Snow Goose controlled the spoon to teach Madame Bai before, and used my divine sense to uncover the spell on the bottle.

Of course, I don't have much confidence in this matter, after all, before this, the cultivation technique I practiced was far from reaching the ability to use gods to control things.

But at this time, the situation is critical, and I have no other choice but to grit my teeth and try, maybe I can release this poor little ghost.