Wang Fu comforted his scarred heart, saying it was okay, these were necessary sacrifices.
Although it took a lot of trouble, the power of the Doom Wax Beads was finally verified.
What about the Taoist temple owner who has suffered such a misfortune after only being affected by a small wave, and who has a whole wax bead to himself?
One is not enough, there are eight more.
Wang Fu couldn't wait any longer and stuffed the remaining eight candles of doom into the body of the Taoist temple owner.
Before taking action, he hesitated.
After only moving one, the power of the eight has multiplied countless times, and the consequences are unpredictable.
Wang Fu opened his eyes again and stared at the white candle in the void. Black lines suddenly appeared on it.
Not enough!
Compared with the huge white candle like a beam, the black pattern is no more than a strand of hair. Even if it burns out, the impact on the owner of the Taoist temple will be minimal.
Still need to increase the amount!
Wang Fu nodded, strengthened his determination, and grabbed the two candles of doom.
The wax beads slid down the fingertips, blended silently into the floor of the Taoist temple, and finally emerged on the surface of the white candle.
The black lines are replenished, gradually grow, and spread around, appearing as speckled black patches.
"not enough!"
Wang Fu looked at his life candle again, and the black line that had burned and disappeared reappeared, and became thicker.
Two doom candles, the aftermath of contamination is naturally more severe than last time.
If one louse bites, two louses will bite too!
Wang Fu thought that if there were too many lice, he wouldn't bite them, and if there were too many debts, he wouldn't worry about them. There were still five lice left, so he might as well pounce on them.
Then, five beads of doom wax sank into the ground in a line.
Perfect!
Wang Fu paid attention to the white candle owned by the owner of the Taoist temple. There were more and more black spots, and eventually the entire white candle was dyed gray.
"Um?"
The Taoist temple owner, whose consciousness was attached to the statue, suddenly felt palpitations and had some bad feeling.
Just like before a wildfire breaks out, wild beasts are irritable and restless, running around and eager to find a way out.
At this moment, the master of the Taoist temple felt like this.
"A disaster is coming?"
The owner of the Taoist temple felt uneasy and made several hexagrams, but the fog was ahead and there was chaos.
"It's easy to count others but hard to count yourself!"
He shook his head and sighed. It was a big event at the moment, and the secrets were in chaos. No wonder he couldn't figure it out.
"In two or three days, it will be the day of Nirvana and rebirth."
The owner of the Taoist temple cast his gaze on the backyard and saw Wang Fu sitting cross-legged through the door wall.
“Good concentration!”
He already knew that Wang Fu had guessed some of the truth, but he didn't care.
An ant in the palm of your hand, can it reach the sky if you keep struggling?
"Cherish these last days, because they are your last days as a human being."
The Taoist temple owner's eyes blurred and he felt a little heavy in his thoughts, but this discomfort disappeared in an instant.
If he could have Wang Fu's perspective, he would be able to see that the white candle was dyed gray and black, and even the green life fire was emitting black light.
Misfortune has befallen the master of the Taoist temple, but he himself knows nothing about it.
…
Um!
The owner of the Taoist temple couldn't help but look at Wang Fu a few more times. This kid has been very unlucky recently!
The day before yesterday, I saw him being a little aggressive, and I thought it was over. Unexpectedly, when I saw him today, he actually got worse. Although it was not serious, it was not a minor incident.
"Wang Fu, don't walk around these days, be careful, don't get wet, don't touch iron objects."
The owner of the Taoist temple was not well-intentioned, but was worried that something had happened to Wang Fu and that his body would be damaged, which would affect his acceptance of this body.
"The child knows."
Wang Fu woke up early in the morning, his eyelids were twitching, and he felt that something was wrong.
Yesterday, on impulse, I sent all eight doom candles into the Taoist temple in one go.
When the master of the Taoist temple will be unlucky, he has not seen any signs yet, but his own misfortune will come soon.
"Cough cough cough!"
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and choked it into his trachea. Wang Fu's face turned red.
The show has begun.
Having learned from yesterday's experience, he simply stayed still and sat cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed to meditate.
Thinking that if I don’t move or act like a monster, bird shit won’t hit me on the head, right?
There really is.
I can choke on my saliva. No one else is so unlucky.
"Crack."
A ball of hot fluid hit the top of my head.
A dull and unpleasant bird call passed overhead. It was indeed bird droppings, and it was thin and not dry.
"I will endure!"
Wang Fu wanted to dry it, but it was so smelly that he couldn't help but wipe it with his hand.
"Gah!"
The range of motion was too great and the arm was dislocated.
Wang Fu folded his arms, curled up and lay on his side, crying silently.
The sins you have committed must be swallowed with tears in your eyes.
"Boom!"
Wang Fu jumped up and found a stone on the ground, causing his forehead to become red and swollen.
"Xiao Fu'er, why don't you move."
When the Taoist temple owner saw this, he couldn't help but remind him.
"The kid understands, but he just can't help it."
Fortunately among the misfortunes, although misfortunes continued, there was no bloodshed at last.
However, it is impossible not to see blood.
The bloody disaster started as a small disaster, but today it is much more serious than the small disaster.
When it's time to finish eating, bowls and chopsticks cannot be used anymore. Breaking a porcelain bowl can turn it into a murder weapon, and chopsticks can poke into your nostrils and eye sockets, so try to avoid this.
I couldn't eat the food either, so I just cooked a pot of porridge.
Wang Fu sipped the porridge in small sips, thinking that he would not choke this way, and then there was a "squeak" in his ears.
The rice was not washed clean, and a stone was mixed in, causing a tooth to be knocked out.
There was blood at the root of the tooth, and when he spit it into his palm, it still felt slightly warm.
"My teeth!"
Wang Fu couldn't help it anymore, tears rolled down his eyes. Men don't shed tears easily, but they didn't reach the point of sadness.
Looking at the Life Fire Candle again, most of the halo is occupied by black light, and only one-tenth of it is consumed at the moment.
"Next, there's still more to endure."
But he can be sure that if he suffers some aftermath, he will already be riddled with bad luck.
On the Taoist temple owner's side, the original white candles were dyed gray-black, and the misfortune was as thick as ink. It is conceivable that when it suddenly breaks out on the day of the ceremony, the danger he will face must be ten thousand times more serious than him.
After a whole day of bumping and bumping, I finally got to the end.
As a result, reality dealt him a heavy blow.
"Crack!"
A familiar package fell to the ground, making a crashing sound on the ground.
"This is……"
Wang Fu felt that this was not the source of the explosion he had configured. How could it be dug out?
Could it be that the master of the Taoist temple saw his purpose?
"Just now, a group of foreign rats dug a hole in the corner of the wall."
The Taoist temple owner's tone was full of schadenfreude, "By the way, I dug this out from the ground. Have a look. Is it yours?"
The source of the explosion has been taken out, and a hammer has been blown up!
Wang Fu felt that his blood pressure was rising. He had been here for so many days and had not seen a mouse. Why did it suddenly come and not go anywhere, but targeted the tunnel where he hid the source of the explosion.
There were tiny bite marks all over the thing, which must be traces of rats grinding their teeth.
The owner of the Taoist temple did not see the power of the explosion source, so the culprit was really a rat.
When Wang Fu thought about how long his hard planning and how much blood and tears he had spent preparing the source of the explosion came to nothing in an instant, he felt his heart bleed.