Forces of Temptation

The long-needle egg was put away and replaced with a mouse upside down with a glass cover.

This is an ordinary classic mouse that steals household food. It is plump and sturdy, and has nothing to do with cute half-cents.

Its such a respectful face, it is difficult to make people feel sympathetic.

So in addition to the players who are in the quest and can easily empathize with such a slaughtered small animal, other tourists are very interested.

Especially Shao Mingzhe, he didn't know whether he hated mice or something, and his eyebrows were tightly locked.

The head-lowering master picked up the small silver scissors and brushed the ground to cut off a wisp of mouse whiskers.

The rat whiskers were tied to three special thatchs and lit with candles, giving off a peculiar smell.

At the moment when the smoke rose, the head descender inserted the tip of the burning thatch along the air hole the size of half a fingernail on the glass cover.

The head descender pursed his lips, chanting a complicated incantation.

The mouse was hidden in the transparent glass cover by the thin smoke.

It twitched its thin nose slightly.

Gradually, a greedy and fanatical light gathered in its eyes.

It straightened its upper body, its tiny claws curled up in front of its chest, and twitched its nose frantically, like a drug addict in the human world.

After inhaling enough smoke, it raised its claws and began to dance inside the glass cover...

That kind of dance has no meaning at all, just pure frenzy.

It is like a member of the ancient ritual, with dance efforts to convey the worship of this mysterious smoke.

It spun around frantically until it hit the glass cover with a thud, and there was no more sound.

The emcee introduced: "This is the magical descent."

Fantasy drop, as the name suggests, can make creatures cause hallucinations to descend.

Nan Zhou raised his hand and asked, "So, what will you see?"

Nanzhou guessed that it might have seen the **** of cheese.

The emcee's mood was very bad because of the needle that suddenly appeared. Seeing that this talkative young man was looking for trouble again, he frowned.

…He has his own way of dealing with these unbelieving stinging tourists.

He bowed his head and said to the descendant in Thai with a strong local accent: "He doesn't believe in your ability, he thinks it's fake."

Jiang Fang frowned subtly.

But he thought about it and said nothing.

The shriveled and shriveled head descendant, wrapped in a cloak, raised his eyelids and looked at Nanzhou.

At this time, Nan Zhou saw his eyes clearly.

The eyeballs were reddish-brown, like dead wood beads frozen in their sockets.

Nan Zhou looked at him calmly.

Unfortunately, the head descendant quickly turned his eyes away.

Nan Zhou, a serious student, still did not wait for his answer.

Nan Zhou, who was left out by the cheap teacher, didn't mind, and continued to listen with his head up.

Since the bowing is of a performance nature, of course, it is quick and effective, and the masses love it.

…such as Harmony.

When two tufts of cat hair and a kind of mashed insect fat burned in the red mud box, the two cursed kittens made peace on the spot.

This is really lively and interesting, and won the applause.

There are many viewers who are interested in this drop.

The emcee is very satisfied with the effect of this event, and the usual sales are of course indispensable.

Those who want the master to assist in performing the Healing and Healing Techniques will be charged 12,000 baht per person.

If you think the price is too expensive, you can also self-taught. After this performance, there will be a guide book written by the head descendant for sale.

Because the master feels that he has a relationship with the tourists present, he can win it with only 3,000 baht.

Other tourists were really moved, and began to rustle out their wallets to see if they had exchanged enough baht.

The three poor people sitting in the front row were as calm as a mirror because they had no money.

Seeing that the three of them are neat, but willing to find fault, the emcee is even more determined to fix them.

Finally, after demonstrating the flowers that can grow flowers in the cup with hair inserted into the soil, and the golden silkworms that can corrode gold and iron into a hole, they arrived at the finale.

The emcee gave up the mysterious introduction method mixed with Thai and English, and introduced in a twisted Chinese accent:

"Now, we're going to pick a guest to experience our most mysterious and terrifying--the Flying Head Drop."

"We need a courageous guest for this session."

Because his Chinese is at most four or five points, plus he can't hold back his smug laughter, and the tail is split everywhere, it sounds very yin and yang.

He looked at Nanzhou and said with a smile, "Please... a curious guest, come and experience it?"

Li Yinhang's obedience knows it's not good.

…This is to give him a blow.

Therefore, when Nan Zhou got up, she hurriedly grabbed the edge of his suit pants and shook her head.

Jiang Fang gently pressed the back of Li Yinhang's hand with the folding fan he just bought at the booth: "Let him try it."

Li Yinhang was a little anxious: "But..."

Jiang Fang: "Do you think he will be afraid?"

Li Yinhang: "..." Yes.

The emcee can understand what they are saying.

He doesn't speak.

He looked at these three people with a smile.

He has seen too many unbelievers.

There are even people who are scared to incontinence on the spot.

The scene must be very exciting.

Nanzhou doesn't care about those little nine-nine masters of ceremonies.

He walked up to the master, lowered his head and looked at the master.

He headed out to Nan Zhouping with a skinny palm like a monkey's paw, holding a black and shiny flat notch stone cup on the palm.

He murmured a phrase.

Nanzhou looked at the emcee.

The master of ceremonies translated gloatingly: "Master, please give one thing on your body. Hair, nails, saliva... If you want better results, a drop of blood from your fingertips is best."

This is also a casual remark by the emcee.

After all, he has never seen any normal tourist. In order to verify the authenticity of an irrelevant paid performance, he really dared to poke his finger and bleed himself.

But unfortunately, he didn't meet a normal person today.

Nan Zhou thought for a while, took a few steps, walked to the back of the stage, took away a needle that floated on the water when the needle was hidden in the egg at the beginning of the performance, and turned back to the head bower in front of you.

He held the tip of the needle and calmly pointed at the small cup in the palm of the head descendant: "Just drop it here?"

Master of Ceremonies: “…”

He stood up slightly.

People say that ignorant people are fearless, but they have no reverence for the unknown.

He was looking forward to the scene where Nan Zhou was so frightened that he was so frightened.

Even the master of ceremonies has never seen how terrifying the flying head landing summoned by blood is, but I have heard that it is quite fierce.

The greater the emotional contrast before and after the person who does not believe in evil, the more powerful the descendant, and the better the performance.

The emcee has begun to look forward to how many books can be sold and how many commissions can be obtained today.

Nanzhou did not hesitate to drop blood.

Nan Zhou felt a little pain, put his fingertips in his mouth, stopped the bleeding, and quietly stared at the head descender in front of him.

That strange sense of oppression made the shriveled Adam's apple roll up and down.

He started.

He took out a silver needle from inside the robe, and drew a skull-shaped outline of a spell on the bottom of the black cup.

While sketching the outline of the spell, he began to chant the spell slowly.

This head-dropping mantra took longer and more complicated than any previous recitation.

He seemed to be hesitating and worrying about something, and recited the spell very clearly.

…as cautious as a student who is afraid of reading the wrong text.

Slow and clear strange words slowly poured out from the black lips of the head descendant, like a ghost sound coming from the cold hell.

Nanzhou's mind is very simple.

Those complex and irregular characters are not difficult to remember.

Because all the knowledge in this world, to him, is a vague fog-like text.

He always memorizes them first and then understands them one by one.

This is his unique study habit.

As for the characters, it is even simpler.

Before Gravity was released, he was an ordinary art teacher.

As the spell progressed to a climax, there was a sudden scream from the crowd.

This scream shocked Li Yinhang, who was engrossed in every move of the head descendant.

She turned around and saw something that made her heart skip a beat—

A head suspended in mid-air, I don't know where it came out of the tent, and appeared silently behind Nanzhou's head.

And when the scream betrayed its existence, it suddenly flashed, opened its **** teeth, and bit Nanzhou's neck!

No one noticed when Nan Zhou raised his hand.

They only saw that when the attack of the head was stopped, Nan Zhou had turned his head slightly, his right hand was pushed back, and his thumb and ring finger iron pliers were pressed against the head and cheeks, Like holding a bowling ball, he stuck the weird head.

Head: "…"

He didn't even think there was a professional gamer here.

Seeing the situation is not good, I want to retreat.

The emcee fell to the ground in fright at the sudden appearance of the head.

He has seen mostly rotten chicken heads and dog heads before. Where has he seen such a vivid human head?

The head descender didn't expect such a sudden change. The monkey face became even more livid, and he began to chant a spell in his mouth, trying to send the head descender away.

It was too late.

Nanzhou held the human head, and the residual blood of her tail finger quickly drew a spell on its slightly sunken cheek.

The head was clenched so that the skull rattled, the eyes turned white, and tears were shed unconsciously.

Tears slid down the charm on his cheeks.

Nanzhou has learned what the so-called "head bow" is by observing the commonalities between several performances of the bower.

A "movement" and a "name" are indispensable.

"Descent" refers to special techniques such as drawing talismans, chanting incantations, and taking medicine.

The "head" is the "simulation object" formed by some parts of the human body, that is, the curse object.

Nan Zhou has used his own blood to draw the spell pattern required for "descending" on the face of the human head.

The blood and tears shed from the human head have become the most natural "head".

In the low voice and fast and accurate chanting, one of the simplest flowers was born at the bottom of Nanzhou's hands.

…Pfft.

After a small sound, the head of the struggling man stopped moving.

From the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth of the human head, a string of extremely gorgeous boat-shaped aconite quickly drilled out.

—This human head flew out of thin air and turned into a gorgeous flower pot.

Nanzhou looked around and handed the flower pot with colorful heads to the master of ceremonies.

When the head flower pot was about to roll in front of Li Yinhang, Li Yinhang just subconsciously wanted to hide when he saw a foot stick out and intercept the head halfway.

...Shao Mingzhe silently reached the head to his feet.

Noticing Li Yinhang's gaze, he tilted his head, instead of looking at her, he lowered his head to study the face of the human head.

Actually, other audience members were dubious about this game.

When they saw the flying head, they almost believed it.

Now that Nanzhou easily cooked the head, they naturally thought it was fake. It was Nanzhou, the young head-turner who was cooperating with the old head-turner, using a A toy head gave them a wonderful and harmless show.

After stunned for a while, they burst into cheers and prolonged applause.

The young couple in the back row shouted the loudest.

Cao Shuguang: "Brilliant!"

Ma Xiaopei is even better than him: "Marry me!!"

Cao Shuguang went to cover the mouth of his over-excited daughter-in-law: "It's alright, it's alright, the family has a master, just think about it."

Everyone feels that the 200 baht ticket is so worth it!

Especially Li Yinhang.

Nanzhou spent 40 yuan to learn an exclusive craft?

Is there a better deal?

The excited audience naturally did not notice, the old head descendant who suddenly turned his head hid under the sackcloth robe, his hands trembling unbelievably, and the black blood dripping from his nostrils .

In a hot flash alley not far from the tent, a man fell silently.

His neck was completely empty, and blood was spewing out of the broken cavity.

Of course, no one would know, a reminder that flashed in the live broadcast room and made all the high-dimensional creatures in the live broadcast room tingle.

"Notification, notification."

"The [Evil Fall] dungeon has not yet opened the official storyline, and the important boss has died. Would you like to inform the player to terminate the game?"