C9 Lower Spirit Failure

It could be imagined that no matter how big a mouth a normal person's was, it was impossible for him to lift the corners of his mouth up to his ears.

But Second Uncle did it. This movement was extremely bizarre, causing me to hurriedly retreat in fear. I forgot that he was still grabbing onto my ankle.

Samit and the imam rushed over, wanting to pull Second Uncle's hand away from my ankle, but how could Second Uncle's strength be so strong? No matter how I struggled, no matter how much strength they used, they were still unable to pull his hand away.

I thought about it, although Second Uncle had grabbed my ankle, his body and legs were already tied up, so he couldn't do anything to me. So I told the two of them to stop wasting time, since he couldn't hurt me, we should let go first and see if there was anything that could be asked.

Hearing my words, Samit and the Imam both let go of their hands and sat on the ground, panting heavily.

So I sat down and asked the Second Uncle, who exactly are you? Why do you keep asking me to have children?

Originally, I didn't plan for him to answer me, but what I didn't expect was that Second Uncle really spoke!

Zhang Dong Qing stole my child, causing him to become homeless, and was refined into a pitiful Holy Infant. Who told him to do that? Did you get my mother's permission?

But you are already dead, the child miscarried, you are also gone, all miscarried children are unable to enter heaven, Dong Qing also did this to give your child a good home, it can become a Holy Infant, every day is worshipped, eat and drink how good!

In the end, Second Uncle cursed loudly. Bullshit! Would you care to have your child raised? Zhang Dongqing must return the child to me, or I will not forgive him!

The imam shook his head helplessly, saying that this girl was too stubborn., how about this, you go find the Holy Infant and send it away.

Samit said, you don't know, we can only ask for the Holy Infant to be sent, if you ask for it, we can't give it away at all, it has already been sold.

The imam frowned. What then? I can't just let Dong Qing wait for death to come.

At this time, the Second Uncle said, I don't care what methods you use, but in any case, you have to turn my child back into a normal person and give it to me!

At this point, the imam gave me a look, and I immediately understood, immediately crossed my legs, and sat down.

It was unknown when the imam had brought the portrait up, placed it on the ground, burned a few pieces of paper, and then silently read it out.

Right at this moment, Samit took out a bowl from nowhere and placed it on my head.

After burning the paper, the imam took out the photo from the frame and stuck it on my back, making me close my eyes.

Then, the imam began to recite.

It seems like the tube was used, because I saw that Second Uncle's body was trembling violently.

I also felt that my body had suddenly become light and light, as if I was about to fly away.

But the scene changed in the next second. For some reason, Second Uncle suddenly shouted, and with a burst of strength, he snapped the rope on his body, standing up from the ground.

If a normal person were to lie down and stand up, they would need at least a few steps. First, they would need to sit up, and then use their hands as support to stand up.

However, Second Uncle skipped all the steps and stood up straight from his lying position.

I felt my body sink. Immediately afterwards, Second Uncle raised his leg and kicked at my chest. I was sent flying again.

This time, it was even more severe than before. My chest felt stuffy and I found it difficult to breathe. In just a few seconds, I fainted …

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying in the hospital. Besides Samit, there were also two Indian men in uniform.

Samit said that since these two were police officers, and your Second Uncle caused too much of a ruckus, it alerted the neighbors, hence the police, the police were asking you a question, if there was anything you wanted to say, just say it, and don't be afraid.

I said yes, you can ask. I didn't sneak over here, I didn't kill anyone, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

The two Indian police officers started asking me questions. They were simply asking me a few questions: what was I doing in India, and what had happened to my Second Uncle. I told them everything I had seen and experienced without reservation.

The two policemen were very good at questions, and after they had finished, they turned back and forth. In short, he would interrogate you from several different angles, and I'm afraid it would be very difficult for a criminal to escape this kind of interrogation.

But I was different, because everything I had been through was real, there was no concealment, no lie, so no matter what they asked me, my answer was always the same.

The two cops had eye contact during the interrogation, and it was clear that they were very puzzled by my answer and even suspected that I was mentally ill. However, after some questioning from different angles, I was able to make it sound watertight, which was one of the things that puzzled them the most.

In the end, the police had to warn me not to mess around in the local area.

With that, they left the hospital with their notebooks.

After they left, I quickly asked Samit, "How is Aunt?" Is there any danger to your life? Where is my Second Uncle? Did the woman send him off? Did Second Uncle wake up?

I asked her a few questions in a row. Samit waved his hand, telling me not to worry, and he answered me one by one. First of all, my wife had been stabbed several times.

At this, I sat up in bed and was about to ask him where his wife was.

In the end Samit said, what are you so anxious for, I am not done yet, although she lost too much blood, but her life is no longer in danger, but the scar on her body might still remain.

Hearing that his aunt was fine, I felt relieved. At the same time, I also blamed him. In China, if we describe the loss of blood, then the rest of the sentence must be: Unlucky Death! Therefore, don't use the word 'blood loss' carelessly! Go on, how is my Second Uncle?

Samit nodded his head, showing that he agreed to my words, then said, After my Second Uncle kicked me down, the two of them went up to stop me, but because there was a small problem while preparing to go down to the spirit realm, it was initially a success, but for some reason, Second Uncle suddenly struggled to free himself from the rope, all of his efforts were in vain. Fortunately, due to the spirit realm's failure, the Yin Spirit could not come out, and would not cause anymore trouble, but the bad news is, not only can the Yin Spirit come out, even the imam was powerless.

I asked him, What do you mean you can't come out? I don't understand. Explain it to me.

He said that he could not come out, and that meant that she possessed your Second Uncle's body. As long as she did not come out for a day, your Second Uncle would be a vegetable for a whole day, and you need to prepare for the worst. Your Second Uncle might not wake up again, and will not wake up for all eternity …