Demon husband's exorcism

Chapter 105 Summoning the Devil

"Do you hate him?"

Li Xinran asked "Zong Xiaochuan" and "Zhang Min" at the same time.

"Zong Xiaochuan" glanced at "Zhang Min" and said, "Of course I hate him. He is the devil who killed my cute little niece. But I have no right to hate him. After all, I brought him into the world of devils, for his sake." opened the door to a new world."

"I've always hated you!"

"Zhang Min" looked at "Zong Xiaochuan" resentfully: "Without you, my world wouldn't be a mess! I wouldn't lose my wife or my daughter! It's all your fault, it's you Destroy me!"

"I ruined you?"

"Zong Xiaochuan" laughed loudly: "Without me, you could be a good person?! The seeds of evil have always been in your heart! I just inspired you and let you see your true nature!"

"you--"

"Zhang Min" had a distorted face.

"Zong Xiaochuan" said cheerfully: "If you really hate me, just fight against me and make me achieve nothing! Why do you take the initiative to help me! To put it bluntly, you are not a good person!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Li Xinran: "The preparations are almost done, we can proceed to the next step."

"Okay—ah!"

The boat shook violently suddenly, Li Xinran almost fell down, but Zhang Jing stepped forward to hold her.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me."

Li Xinran said calmly, and after she stood firm, she said to "Zong Xiaochuan", "After the matter is accomplished, you must fulfill your promise."

"Of course I didn't ask—"

Before the promise was finished, the ship shook violently again.

"Zong Xiaochuan" could only suspend the plan, and said to "Zhang Min", "Brother-in-law, please go outside and have a look, what is the situation?"

"What could happen? The worst result is that the scope of the battle between Pfister and Xiao Ming is getting bigger and bigger, and the cracks in the space of different dimensions have been broken and extended to the real world."

"Zhang Min" didn't seem to care about what was going on outside. After some mocking, he said to "Zong Xiaochuan": "Compared with what's going on outside, I want to know how you want to take my brother's body."

"What do you say?"

"Zong Xiaochuan" lowered his head, pressed against Zong Wangchuan's ear, and murmured softly: "Dear brother, is it painful to live in the gap between humans and demons? Don't worry, the pain will end soon, the only thing you need to do The best thing is to close your eyes... sleep... sleep forever..."

……

……

Bang!

As soon as the body pushed into the confinement room, the door behind it was locked.

Zong Wangchuan endured the discomfort and rushed forward, only to find that there was only a [-] cm long and [-] cm wide gap for delivering food that could communicate with the outside world.

"What do you want to do! I'm..."

"Here, you only have one name, number five!"

Outside the iron gate, the guard answered him coldly.

Then, a meal was delivered, along with a bottle of pills.

"The master knows that you are sick, and besides three meals a day, he will give you cancer medicine regularly!"

After speaking, there was no sound behind the iron gate.

Zong Wangchuan was not a noble person, after confirming that the medicine was effective for him, he took it immediately, and then began to observe the room decoration.

Because it is a confinement room, there is only a single bed in the room, an automatic toilet, a sink, and a small mirror hanging on the wall. The walls are painted a pale color, and the toiletries are disposable.

"As expected of a confinement room, the furnishings are really depressing."

Zong Wangchuan was lying on the narrow single bed, looking at the pale ceiling, his mind was turning over and over again the relevant plots of the movie related to the prison escape, and at the same time, he was also thinking about the purpose of the owner here.

"He said he wanted to make me his exclusive slave... It can be determined from his pronunciation that his native language is not Chinese. How can a man whose native language is not Chinese know of my existence? He still has such a strong interest in me ?”

You know, although Zong Wangchuan's main business is exorcism, he basically only receives work as ordinary detectives such as following mistresses and investigating scumbags. Not many people know that he has psychic abilities.

He was able to become famous in the industry because of his handsome appearance, money-greedy personality, and attitude of handling affairs without any regrets that caused the client's death.

"...Could it be that the owner here is the object of my brother's possession? So he knows my existence, and he did not hesitate to lure me here, trying to lure me..."

After reading this, Zong Wangchuan immediately jumped up from the single bed.

This is a ridiculous guess, but it is the guess that is most likely to be close to the result at this moment.

After all, in order to achieve his goals, his devil brother could even kill his angelic sister, let alone set a trap against his brother who once killed him!

"Brother, no matter what you are going to do next, I will not let you succeed!"

He swears so firmly against the small mirror on the wall.

Then, he started to act.

"...I...I really want to...ah...it hurts!"

In order to attract the attention of the guards, he pretended to have a cancer attack, rolled on the ground and wailed in pain.

"Someone help me! I'm dying...help me..."

Panting in pain, Zong Wangchuan deliberately slammed his body against the single bed and the wall, and turned on the faucet. The cold water quickly overflowed the pool and splashed on the ground.

"Hurry up...I'm about to die...Help me...Ah! Cough cough!"

The half-true wailing coupled with the uninterrupted coughing quickly attracted the attention of the guards.

They peered in through the gap.

"Is this guy really suffering from cancer or is he pretending to escape?"

"It looks like he doesn't want to cheat? But even if he cheats, it's impossible to escape with this tattered body."

"makes sense."

……

After such a conversation, the key sounded, and then the stainless steel door opened, and the guards with live ammunition came in.

They walked up to Zong Wangchuan through the water, kicked him who was lying on the ground crying like a dead fish, and after confirming that he had passed out from the excruciating pain, they lifted him out of the puddle , dragged outside the door.

Their movements were very rough. When they dragged him out, Zong Wangchuan felt that his shoulders were about to be wrenched off by them, but in order to quickly find out the identity of the owner here, he could only pretend to be half dead. They dragged it all the way into a bright room that smelled of disinfectant.

Bang!

The guard kicked the door in, threw him on the hospital bed, and yelled, "Doctor, No. [-] suddenly fell ill, show him!"

"Number five?"

A man in a full-body disinfectant suit and a big mask walked out behind the white curtain.

He walked up to Zong Wangchuan, looked at the new patient with great interest, then stretched out his hands with medical gloves, and under the watchful eye of the gatekeeper, opened Zong Wangchuan's mouth as if checking an animal. Determine the bleeding in the mouth, and then untie the shirt to check the expansion speed of the cancer cells in the lung lobes.

After working for about half an hour, the man took off his mask and said to the guard: "His physical condition is very bad, but it is not serious enough to die suddenly at any time."

"Damn! How dare you lie to us!"

The guard realized that he was being teased and punched him.

But the doctor stopped the guard and said, "Stop it! He is the prey that the master worked so hard to catch!"

"but he--"

"Stop talking nonsense! The patient stays! Get out! Master, let me explain!"

The doctor said fiercely, the guards didn't dare to offend the doctor, so they could only leave in embarrassment.

Before leaving, they glanced at Zong Wangchuan on the hospital bed, and there was a bit of pity and sympathy in his eyes, as if the doctor was a butcher knife and he was a lamb lying on the cutting board.

boom!

The door is closed.

There was an inexplicable strangeness in the air.

The doctor took off his glasses, looked at Zong Wangchuan with great interest, and said, "What a beautiful face, what perfect proportions, why is he a terminal cancer patient?"

"Because I have done too many wicked things, I am cursed... I came to the Queen Elizabeth this time for...for..."

Zong Wangchuan said with a little self-mockery, turned over with difficulty, coughed and said, "I'm already a useless person, otherwise I wouldn't have been caught so easily by you...cough cough...doctor, I want to ask you something Question, can you answer me truthfully?"

"And then you escape with the answer?"

The doctor smiled contemptuously, sat on the edge of the hospital bed, patted Zong Wangchuan on the back, and said, "I know you are very cunning, and I also know that although you are dying, you still hide the last means of life-saving——summoning demons, so that you can save your life." The devil cures your cancer."

"……What did you say?"

Zong Wangchuan looked at the doctor with weak eyes.

He suspects that there is someone he knows beside the master, and even the master is someone he knows!

The doctor saw him flustered, smiled and said: "I am not an ordinary doctor who can be manipulated by money or power. I gave up my former glory and came here to work incognito, because the owner here promised me that he would catch the devil. This kind of different dimension exists, and let me study demons."

He pressed Xia Zong Wangchuan's ribs with a stethoscope, and said, "You are dying. If you make a deal with the devil, it may be possible to change the fate of being killed by cancer. Come on, for your survival, summon the devil to the In front of me!"

"impossible……"

Zong Wangchuan sat up with difficulty while leaning on the bed rail, and said: "Making deals with demons will only make your life worse and worse. Don't believe me. I have never dealt with demons since I was a child. Good end, whoever he is, or what his purpose is in dealing with demons."

"Your words make sense, but I'm not interested."

The doctor took out an injection and said while preparing the injection: "I am the same kind of person as the owner of this place. We have never thought of making a deal with the devil. We want to know how the devil is produced and what elements the body is made of... as long as You can help us summon the demons to our faces, and we will let you go."

"It's a good deal, but unfortunately... I can't do it..."

Zong Wangchuan heaved a long sigh and said, "The devil is a creature of another dimension world, which is completely different from the biological composition of this world. Even if you catch the devil, you will not be able to study him with existing scientific instruments, or you will not be able to study him without paying any money." The price drives him."

"In other words, you refuse to cooperate with us?"

Zong Wangchuan nodded.

The doctor grinned grimly and said, "Then I can only resort to extreme measures."

He grabbed Zong Wangchuan's arm and plunged an injection into it: "This is a painkiller injection, and you'll know why later."

"What are you going to do..."

Zong Wangchuan looked at the doctor weakly.

The transparent liquid was injected into the body, and the consciousness became chaotic. Although the eyes could still be opened, they could no longer cooperate with the brain.

The doctor patted his face: "Do what you should do."

"me……"

He answered vaguely, but in the next second, he realized that his voice only existed in the thinking world!

That is to say-

Although he can still see everything in front of him and hear the voices of people around him, he can only act as a third party, paying attention to everything that is happening with superconscious eyes and ears!

This is the most terrifying development ever!

Zong Wangchuan became nervous involuntarily, but no matter how nervous he was and how eager his mind was to regain control of his body, his body was still immobile like a puppet with broken strings, but the doctor was satisfied after several pats to make sure. Nodding his head, he made an internal call and asked someone to push him away.

The strange state continued.

As the cart moved forward, the scenery along the corridor flashed past my eyes one by one, and occasionally some conversations floated in, most of which were discussions about praising him for his good looks, and he would definitely get a good price.

Zong Wangchuan tried his best to make himself remember what he saw and heard like a ghost pressing a bed, and tried his best to fight against the unknown bad luck.

The cart walked about 300 meters and stopped in front of a large oil painting hanging on the wall.

The leader removes a large oil painting the height of a person, revealing a keyhole.

"It's time to start."

After speaking, he stuck his finger into the keyhole.

After a sound of mechanical gears turning, the wall turned away, revealing a black banquet hall brightly lit by candles.

This is……

Zong Wangchuan's whole body trembled.

He clearly remembered that when he woke up for the first time, he was in the rest area of ​​a brightly lit banquet hall. The layout of the banquet hall full of guests was exactly the same as the venue in front of him, but the aura it exuded was completely different!

The banquet hall I entered for the first time after waking up was a relatively warm place, but the black banquet hall in front of me was full of blood and hostility, which can only be described as a slaughterhouse!

Like the previous banquet hall, there were quite a few guests in the black banquet hall. These guests were all wearing black cloaks, metal masks, voice changers sewn at the neckline, and numbers embroidered on the back of the cloak.

Apparently, this is the real heart of the Queen Elizabeth cruise ship, where countless nefarious transactions were carried out.

As soon as he was pushed into the banquet hall, Zong Wangchuan was overwhelmed by the ubiquitous greed and desire.

He wanted to clenched his fists to condense his strength, but his mind and body had been torn apart. No matter how hard he tried, all he got was powerlessness.

Why is this...

What will happen next...

Zong Wangchuan was thinking irritably and angrily, and the cart passed through the crowd and arrived at the center of the venue under the watchful eyes of everyone.

With the help of a surreal substance called "Viewpoint", he saw a dark magic circle painted on the dome of the venue, and the scarlet color almost fell down the wall.

He also saw guests in black cloaks crowding around, holding out a crystal ball with an inverted pentagram in their black-gloved hands.

These people gathered around him, and there were pairs of greedy eyes in the eye sockets of the metal mask.

They all love him and look at him enthusiastically like a gluttonous eater loves food. Their gazes are so terrifying, as if they will raise their knives and forks to eat him up in the next second.

However, even though he felt the evil deep in these people's hearts, Zong Wangchuan, who had been deprived of control over his body by the anesthetic, still couldn't do anything except anger.

He was removed from the cart like a lamb, and placed in the center of a bloody magic circle drawn with animal blood or human blood, surrounded by candles, and beyond the candles was a black cloak mask holding a crystal ball The circle of silence surrounded by guests.

Chi Chi!

The venue was unusually quiet, so quiet that apart from heartbeat and breathing, only the sound of burning candles remained.

Zong Wangchuan waited in pain.

He knows what these people are going to do, and he also knows that these people will fail in the end, but when malice and desire cover his body like a tangible entity, he still feels uncomfortable, wishing to wake up immediately and kill all the people on the scene——

"Feeling angry, right?"

A tall man with a golden scepter in his hand and a golden decoration on the neckline of his cloak walked through the crowd and candles to Zong Wangchuan, knelt down on one knee, and caressed his face with his palm.

"Wrath is the best tool to summon demons," he said, "Unfortunately, you don't have enough anger and hatred!"

what are you doing!

Zong Wangchuan thought in anger and panic.

The inspiration made him clearly feel that the maliciousness of all the people around him is less than one ten-thousandth of the man in front of him.

this man...

This man can do anything!

Zong Wangchuan tried desperately to regain control of his body, but no matter how hard he tried, his body could not recover from the severe anesthesia. He could only watch the man's hand slowly move from his cheek to his heart, and then tear the Open the clothes, caress the pale and thin skin due to the pain.

"No. [-], if I cut your body open on the spot, will I see a bright red heart, black lungs, and anger gushing out?"

The man said this in an emotionless voice, and black and blue bruises appeared where the nails were cut.

Zong Wangchuan suddenly felt cold and thorough.

The man obviously knew how he was feeling at the moment, and after fondling, he said, "Don't worry, I won't cut your body open. Beautiful, docile and healthy sacrifices are available everywhere, such as you who have the power to summon demons The latter is really rare. I will not kill you, I will tame you and make you willingly summon demons for me!"

I will not summon demons for you!

Absolutely impossible!

Zong Wangchuan, who couldn't even control his eyelids, shouted loudly in his heart, his eyes staring straight at the black magic circle above.

The steps of summoning the demons are not only complicated and cumbersome, but also need to infuse spiritual power in every link, which means that after the ceremony starts, they will release him from the state of deep anesthesia and force him to summon the great demon for them.

At that time, he can...

"Don't try to use the opportunity of summoning the devil to escape," the man patted his face and said, "Don't try to kill me by reaching an agreement with the devil, I dare to kidnap you and force you to summon the devil for me, naturally it is impossible to The world of demons knows nothing."

He took out a button-sized gold patch from his cloak, stuck it on the back of Zong Wangchuan's head, and said: "This is a bomb, the controller is in my hand, dare to say anything that shouldn't be said to the devil, I will Just blow your head off! Do you understand me!"

I can hear you clearly.

Zong Wangchuan muttered to himself, but his body was unable to respond due to the anesthetic.

Seeing that he didn't react at all, the man remembered that he was still under deep anesthesia, so he waved his hand, and immediately a person wearing medical gloves stepped forward and injected a full injection into his body.

Ah!

Inexplicable severe pain swept through his body, and with a convulsion like an electric shock, Zong Wangchuan screamed and sat up from the ground.

"I--"

"Wake up?"

The man with a cold voice said so, patted Zong Wangchuan's face, and said, "I'm asking you a question, how do you think about it?"

"I have no idea……"

Zong Wangchuan said despondently: "The devil is not the kind of existence you think it is. It lives on desire and is definitely not controlled by power. If you insist on summoning the devil, it is very likely..."

"What will happen? Will I be killed by a demon?"

The man spoke briskly, not taking Zong Wangchuan's words seriously.

He stood up and said condescendingly to Zong Wangchuan: "The sacrifice is ready, you can refuse to summon demons for us, and we have countless ways to make you submit! There are at least ten men in the banquet hall upstairs alone. You are interested! Can your tattered body carry so many people!"

"Do you threaten me?"

Zong Wangchuan rolled his eyes.

The man smiled and said: "It's not a threat, it's just that if you don't want to summon demons for us, then your value will be greatly reduced and you can only sell it at a reduced price. Fortunately, apart from your spiritual power, you are also outstanding in appearance and body." , even if you lose your value as a summoner, you won't worry about becoming a vegetable for the time being."

Afterwards, the mercenaries stepped forward and locked up Zong Wangchuan who had just woken up from deep anesthesia with handcuffs and anklets.

"You still have half an hour, think about it carefully!"

The author has something to say: Everyone should have guessed the next development~

These dignitaries who are full and have nothing to do and seek excitement are typical examples of not dying if they don’t die~

May their souls live in peace in hell~