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Chapter 49 The third issue: You do what you want (2)
What did you raise?
The man frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly an idea flashed through him and he thought of something:

"In order to give birth to a son as soon as possible, my wife went home two months ago and brought back a golden child ornament. It was said that it was a Buddhist boy who was invited back. As long as it is placed at home and made a good offering, he can ask for a child. I am heart-broken. All your wishes come true.

Although I didn't believe in this kind of thing, since she was willing to do it to give me a son, I didn't say anything and let her mess around.Is this what you're talking about? "

[Baby babies fed with blood are not the kind of little devils I thought of. It is said that many people in the entertainment industry will raise them. 】

[Well, it seems to be called Gumantong. Wu Qing, the head-dropping master from Yun Province in the last episode, said that it is a witchcraft from a certain country in Southeast Asia. 】

Yan Zhao hummed and then asked, "Then do you still remember what happened on the day when your abdomen changed?"

"I remember this."

The man nodded, and as he recalled and told, time returned to a day two weeks ago.

That day, the man's wife hadn't had her period for two months and was wondering if she was pregnant again.The two went to the hospital for a check-up with a familiar and connected doctor. Not only did they find out that they were almost three months pregnant, but at the same time, the doctor secretly told them that the baby was a girl.

The two of them were devastated and worried when they returned home. As soon as they entered the bedroom, the man said to the woman: "It's really unlucky. What's going on with your belly? Why is it a girl again? You can have it aborted tomorrow."

The woman's eyes suddenly turned red: "The doctor said that if I have another abortion, it will damage the uterus and I will not be able to have children in the future. This is the last one, and you still let me have an abortion! You are the one who keeps letting me have babies, abortions." Fight, I can never give birth again!"

The man felt a little unreasonable. He turned away and said in a rough voice: "It's not because your belly is not good enough that you can't conceive a boy. Okay, okay, since the doctor said you can't have a baby, just give birth to another child." This will not affect the fertility function, and you can have a boy later."

"We're going to have another baby again!" The woman suddenly collapsed, threw herself at the man, shook her, and cried to him: "Just for the sake of a boy, I keep having another baby. What are you going to do with the baby you give birth to? Are you going to raise it? It's not you. You take care of the baby, of course you say it’s easy, just try giving birth to one!”

The man pushed the woman away impatiently, looked at the woman who was pushed to the ground and was crying, and said harshly: "Isn't that why I can't give birth? If I could give birth, I would have given birth to a son long ago. Is there any need for you?" Use it, mother-in-law!”

The woman was crying hoarsely. She accidentally saw the golden Buddha boy looking at her quietly, and suddenly had an idea in her heart.
She smiled strangely and murmured in a low voice: "Okay, you can do it, then you can give birth."

The incense candles on the altar exploded with sparks. The golden boy sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he was chuckling silently.

When the man recalled this, his eyes suddenly widened, with an ominous premonition, and he stammered: "Is this the reason why my belly is so big? But it's just a decoration. How is that possible? How did it do it!"

Yan Zhao nodded.

"What your wife invited back is one of the popular evil arts in Southeast Asia, called Gumantong. It uses the remains of some babies who were stillborn or died just after birth, burns the corpses with fire, and then chants a curse to consecrate the bones. It will take at least 49 days to complete the sacrifice.

Worshipers only need to invite the Gumantong home, prepare a special place for it, and provide it with food, fruits, candies, toys and other tributes every day. They also need to talk to it, play with it, and make it happy every day. Just like you would treat your own children.If you feed it with blood occasionally, you can ask Gumantong to help you realize your wish. "

The man's heart skipped a beat, thinking that his wife would place tributes around the golden figure every day, talk to it to herself every day, and sometimes feed it with her own blood. He felt that this thing was probably the Gumantong that Yan Zhao said.

He thought of something again and questioned: "If this Gumantong is as magical as you said and can fulfill people's wishes, why is it that my wife has not given birth to a son yet, and she is a daughter? It means it is not working!" "You! The wife was already pregnant when she made the wish, and Gumantong cannot reverse the gender." Yan Zhao said slowly: "But the wish she made later, Gumantong can come true. As for what the wish is, you already know .”

The man understood immediately and murmured: "Is this what she said, I will live my own life?"

When he knew the truth of the matter, he immediately clenched his fists, his eyes burned with blazing anger, and he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "It turns out it was all the fault of that damn thing she brought back. I'm going to smash it now!"

Without saying a word, the man angrily took his cell phone and strode to the bedroom.

There is a weird little golden doll placed in the corner, with its hands clasped together and sitting cross-legged on a wooden base. Its eyes are wide open, its gaze is faint, and the corners of its mouth are slightly raised, as if it is laughing silently. There are fruits in front of it. Candies, and two scented candles lit on the left and right sides.

His wife was pricking her finger with a needle, squeezing out the blood and gently smearing it on the villain's lips, while she was talking to it softly and to herself.

"Stop it!" The man strode over, pulled his wife away, and yelled at her: "What kind of harmful thing did you bring back? Look at my belly. The master said, it's you." The Gumantong I brought here did it!"

"What Gumantong? This is the Buddha boy that the master and I invited." The woman was stunned, and subconsciously protected Gumantong to prevent the angry man from doing anything drastic: "It's just a little doll. How can your belly become like this? There must be something wrong."

"Haha." The man sneered twice: "Wrong? Ask yourself what wish you made to it. Did you tell it that you would let me have a child?"

The woman remembered the thought she had had, opened her eyes wide in disbelief, covered her mouth, looked at the man's bulging belly, then looked at the Buddha boy she enshrined, and murmured:
"No way, the Buddha boy really appeared..."

"What kind of bullshit are you showing? You're going to kill me!" The man's anger surged. He rolled up his sleeves and tried to push the woman away and grabbed the Gumantong on the altar. He said fiercely: "I must smash it today. Let it harm people again, clean it up, and then clean up you stinky bitch!"

Yan Zhao suddenly spoke at this time: "Smashing the container of Gumantong's soul will only trigger its stronger revenge. Not only will it not be able to solve your stomach problem, but your life will also be in danger."

The man paused his hand and said, "Then I'll give it away!"

Yan Zhao: "No way. The grievances of Gumantong are very serious. Please go home and make a donation, and then try to send it away. It will make it feel that the donor does not love it or respect it, and it will retaliate against the donor, causing backlash. Not only will the provider's career fail, have an accident, and his family be broken up, but his family will also suffer retaliation and harm."

"Damn, what the hell is this thing? I can't give it away, I can't smash it. Do I really want to have a baby? How can I give birth?" The man felt like he had been handed a hot potato. He was helpless and looked at Yan Zhao: " What should I do, how can I solve it, do you know the method, right?"

"I can't, but someone can." Yan Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Yang Hao: "Can you invite Wu Qing to join the connection?"

[Oh, there are specialties in the art industry. For this kind of Southeast Asian evil art, you still need to find a professional head-dropping master like Wu Qing. 】

[Wow, players can actually connect with each other and solve problems together, how cool! 】

[It's great, you can see two contestants on the same screen at the same time. I personally like Wu Qing very much, he has a very ethnic flavor, he is handsome and mysterious!look forward to! 】

　Happy Chinese Valentine's Day to everyone (^ω^)
　　
　
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