C887 Behind the Scenes(part Ii)

The atmosphere in the room instantly became extremely tense as a female celebrity called Little Zhi entered the secret room with the middle-aged man and the living Buddha. Although everyone was silent, their hearts were filled with fifteen buckets of water. They looked up and down at each other. They could see the fear and unease in each other's eyes, as if they were afraid of something.

Fortunately, the female celebrity called Little Zhi only entered for ten minutes before she came out. Compared to before he had entered the secret chamber, the expression on Little Zhi's face seemed a little fatigued. Furthermore, her spirit was a little sluggish, and even the thick makeup on her face had two trenches full of tears.

It was the look of a patient who has been forced by a cancer every day, suddenly informed by a doctor that the cancer cells in his body have suddenly disappeared. The expression on Little Zhi's face puzzled the crowd even more.

"Sister Bing Bing, I'll let you in!" After supporting himself against the wall to rest for a while, Little Zhi turned her head to look at a woman who was speaking with a deep voice. After she finished speaking, she took two breaths, and without daring to stay there any longer, she turned around and walked towards the door. Her pace was so fast that it was comparable to Bolt's.

The woman called Sister Bing Bing was extremely surprised when she saw Little Zhi's appearance! What exactly was the purpose of the sudden summons from the living Buddha Gatzu to this place? Why was it that Little Ganoderma's face revealed a sense of relief, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness? She was even a bit happy and excited, as if she had just survived a disaster.

No matter what, the woman called Bing Bing did not dare to hesitate and slowly walked into the secret room. Moments later, she also came out from the secret room. Her expression was the same as Little Zhi, and she even called another person in.

One by one, in and out! Everyone walked out of the secret chamber with a look of suffering and suffering on their faces. However, the relaxed expression on their faces was surprisingly similar. Hence, the minds of the remaining people started to become lively. Many of them had even thought that the reason Jia Zhuo Zhaofu called them here was probably to expel the things in their bodies!

If it wasn't for this reason, why would the people who walked out of the secret chamber feel as if they had suffered endless pain? Yet, their expressions became so relaxed, so relieved, as if the bindings around them had been untied. But they were both surprised and puzzled by why he suddenly wanted to remove these things from their bodies.

Not only them, even the inside of the secret room was filled with questions! All of these people had obtained their current status and prestige because of the evil fiend that came in great disorder, but why did he not reject them when he said that he wanted to eliminate these things for them? Instead, he showed an extremely straightforward appearance, and endured through no matter how much suffering he had, without making a sound!

Actually, it wasn't that hard to understand after thinking about it. Although fame and fortune would follow in their wake because of the evil deeds they had done, the things that they carried with them were like a double-edged sword, at the same time making a profit, and at the same time killing their bodies. Not to mention, they would also have to bear the threat that the living Buddha of Jazu was using to intimidate them and obey his orders.

However, as time passed, it became a heavy burden to them, especially in the dead of night. When they thought about the possible consequences of this, as well as the endless demands of Jago, even if they were able to fall asleep, they would still wake up from the nightmare.

From beginning to end, shackles were always shackles. Even if it was inlaid with diamonds and pearls, it could not change its essence! Now that they finally had the chance, to be able to let the gorgeous shackles on their bodies be removed without paying any price, how could these people refuse? Even though the process was extremely arduous, they were still incomparably happy.

In the secret room, Jia Qi frowned deeply as he held the Dragon Eyed Heavenly Jewel in his hand and muttered an incantation. Although it was the middle-aged man who helped the people in front of him to get rid of the evil spirits, even if the middle-aged man did not ask for it, he would still do it. After all, he had planned to not let this master lose his demeanor in the future.

However, what confused him the most was that although he did not put in any effort at all in the whole process, with the appearance of these famous people, his mental state was getting more and more fatigued, and his hands holding the Dragon's Eye Heavenly Jewels were getting rougher and rougher.

If he had a mirror in front of him right now, he would be shocked to discover that the face of the person in the mirror was already covered with lines. The loss of life seemed to have accelerated several times over, taking away his youth.

Beside the secret room, a middle-aged man sat on a mahogany chair. His eyes were narrowed as an indifferent smile hung on his face. "Although he remained calm and collected on the surface, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that there was an extremely strong aura of a technique constantly emerging from the man's body.

In contrast to the current situation with Jago's body, the arcane waves emanating from the middle-aged man were not diminishing, but increasing in intensity. The aura was becoming more and more terrifying, like a volcano on the verge of erupting, constantly drawing power from the fluctuations of the earth's crust, rapidly developing towards the lava.

At this very moment, in front of Jago's eyes, a man in his forties was kneeling on the ground. There was a saying in China, 'forty men is a flower', and this man was clearly the proof of that. His eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes were bright and full of spirit.

Although this man had been born very early and had performed quite a number of movies on the big screen when he was young, he had never been able to get out of the circle of obscurity. Half a year ago, after the increase in travel time due to the evil aura, the man had picked up a military television series. Although he was only the second male lead, he had become a hot topic in the eyes of the audience.

However, the current him was like a dead dog lying on the ground in front of Jago's body. His entire body was trembling, and he did not dare to raise his head, not daring to even breathe. A pool of sweat flowed down unceasingly from her forehead, and under the rotation of the Dragon Eyed Heavenly Jewel in Jago's hand, wails were constantly emitted from her mouth, looking as miserable as if she was going to break a bone and extract its marrow.

Not long after, the man's legs twitched and a fishy smell wafted out. His eyes rolled back as he fainted.

"Trash, still a tough guy, he can't even take this!" He then stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. He turned his head to the middle-aged man sitting on the mahogany chair and said, "Master, we're almost done with him. Can you let me rest for a bit? I feel that I don't have any strength left, as if I'm about to die of exhaustion."

"Persevere! We can't let anyone hold back!" The middle-aged man slowly raised his head and spoke with an extremely cold voice.

After hearing what he said, he was stunned. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, but did not dare to say anything else. He didn't know whether it was because he was too tired or because he was afraid, but when he looked at the middle-aged man, he felt that he looked a bit younger. Moreover, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of light and became a bit hazy.

Moreover, at this moment, he couldn't help but think of Lin Bai's words' skin off the tiger, there's not even a trace of his corpse left '. When he thought about how those evil people looked at him with a strange expression when they entered, he felt that something was wrong, and he even started to suspect if that middle-aged man was helping him from the bottom of his heart, or if there was some unspeakable secret.

He wiped away the sweat on his forehead, then walked over to the 'tough guy' who was lying on the ground. He raised his leg and wanted to kick him awake so that he could clean up the urine on the ground before bringing his people in.

However, at this moment, his eyes inadvertently looked towards the puddle of urine. However, that one look scared him out of his wits. His five spirits were born and his hands unconsciously moved towards his face. The tentacles were extremely rough, just like the projections in a urine stain. It had only been a short while, but there were already so many deep wrinkles on his face.

Looking at the image in the hologram, he suddenly understood where that strange sense of exhaustion came from. This was the feeling brought about by the passing of time, the feeling brought about by the decline of body functions. What in the world had happened to make him become like this?

"Master, what's wrong with me?" He kneeled on the ground and said with a trembling voice: "I am loyal to you, and I will never have any second thoughts, and in this half year, even if I did not do anything, I still have some hard work to do. I beg you, do not touch me!"

After the middle-aged man heard this, he slowly placed the teacup to the side and laughed, "Cats, wealth comes from danger, come and gamble with me! "Believe me, as long as I succeed this time, I will bring you back to the Tibetan area and make you a true reincarnated living Buddha. I will let you fulfill your lifelong wish. Think about it, this is the fortune that you have been anticipating for countless days!"

"I don't want to... "I don't want to be a living Buddha anymore …" Before he could even take a step forward, his legs suddenly went soft, and his body fell to the ground. He could no longer see the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, and the strange light had already completely covered his body.

In panic, he looked at the middle-aged man who was approaching him step by step. The fear in his eyes became deeper and deeper as he begged with a trembling voice, "Master, don't …" Don't... I don't want to be a reincarnated living Buddha, please spare me! "

"Too late! Don't you think that there's a free lunch in this world?! " The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes squinting as his gaze shot out. He placed his palms together and flicked his fingers, spitting out the words, "Hah! Hah! Hah! Third King of the Bright Moon!"