Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 315 Human Skin Drum

Wang Fa looked at the poisonous insects, snakes and ants and said, "Why did all these unlucky creatures run away?"

Liu Quanzhou was also puzzled: "This is indeed a bit abnormal. Are they planning to attack again? Should we run quickly?"

Baiyin stroked his beard and said, "Pah! Why are you running? Let's follow and see."

Wang Fa's legs went weak:

"No, old man Bai, I think you are tired of living, right?

These things have been removed, why don't we run away quickly? Do we still have to get close to them?"

Bai Yin sneered and said, "You don't understand, Qiao Niang, let's quickly follow and see."

Zhao Qiaoniang quickly carried the backpack and dozens of people followed the group of poisonous insects, snakes and ants and ran away.

Wang Fa shook his head helplessly and said, "These people are really... Wait for me! So I can take care of them."

Everyone followed the poisonous insects, snakes and ants to the front of the mountain village, and a magnificent building came into view.

The entire village is built on a steep mountain and is surrounded by tall stone walls covered with dark green vines.

The gate of the village is made of huge logs and is covered with strange symbols.

At the top of the gate, there is an ancient plaque engraved with two powerful characters - Witch Temple.

Baiyin said softly:

“This witch temple is most likely the residence of a black witch.

Look, these wind chimes at the door, for example, are all made of human bones."

Baiyin's expression grew darker, and he whispered, "Did you see those drums?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and saw a row of strange-looking drums placed at the temple entrance.

Baiyin took a deep breath and said slowly:

“Actually, these are human-skin drums. In order to make these drums, the black witches specifically captured unmarried women.

They imprisoned these innocent girls and skinned them alive when they were most afraid and desperate.

The skins were carefully processed, stretched, and dried to create these human skin drums.”

Zhao Qiaoniang said in disbelief, "Why do you do this? What purpose does this human skin drum serve?"

Baiyin sighed and said:

"I once read an ancient book about black witches. It said that these black witches made human-skin drums in order to control people's hearts.

When the human skin drum is struck, ordinary people listen and their rationality is eroded bit by bit.

Eventually, they become puppets driven by the black wizard, with all their thoughts, actions, and deeds controlled by the black wizard."

Wang Fa shuddered and asked, "Are these human skin drums so powerful?"

Baiyin continued:

"Secondly, it was to summon evil spirits. Black witches firmly believed that a drum made from the skin of an unmarried woman could tear open the boundary between yin and yang.

Every beat of the drum is a call to the dark abyss.

Once those evil spirits appear in the world, they will bring epidemics and disasters, and wherever they go, lives will be destroyed."

"Furthermore, it is to enhance witchcraft." Baiyin clenched his fists and said:

“They believe that human-skin drums can store and amplify evil forces.

When performing witchcraft, beating the human-skin drum will increase the power of the witchcraft, making the cursed person unable to live or die.

Everyone was silent. These black witches were simply too terrifying.

Countless poisonous insects rushed out from every corner of the darkness and gathered densely towards the black room.

These poisonous insects pounced on the priests beside the black house without fear and submerged them in an instant.

The priest was muttering something, and before he could drop the magic weapon in his hand, a poisonous snake wrapped around his arm like lightning. He let out a shrill scream, and the magic weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Immediately afterwards, countless ants and centipedes crawled frantically along his trouser legs and sleeves, into his collar, and into his ears and nostrils.

He waved his arms desperately, trying to shake off these horrible insects, but the insects became more and more, densely covering his entire body.

Other priests were not spared either. Some were tightly entangled by spider silk, and the more they struggled, the tighter they became.

Some were surrounded by a group of scorpions, rolling on the ground in pain, grabbing the dirt with their hands.

An elderly priest shouted in a trembling voice, "What's wrong with these poisonous insects? Why are they attacking us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge toad jumped onto his shoulder, opened its bloody mouth and bit his neck.

In the crowd, a young priest, his face pale, shouted in a trembling voice, "I... I feel like this is backlash! We must have violated a taboo!"

The young priest rushed upstairs in a panic, stumbling and almost falling several times.

He finally ran upstairs and saw the high priest packing his bag in a panic. Various magical instruments and precious books were stuffed into the bag.

"High...high priest! Should we save them?" The little priest's voice was filled with tears as he described the horrible scene downstairs in a halting manner.

The high priest's hand trembled violently, and a jade statue in his hand almost fell. His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Without time to explain, he continued to tidy up his things in a hurry, saying hurriedly, "Let's go, let's escape through the secret passage. This is a backlash!"

The young priest did not dare to delay and hurried to help the high priest to sort out the things. When he saw the jewels that he usually regarded as treasures, he did not care about them and stuffed them into the bag.

He muttered, "How could this happen? What on earth could possibly backfire on us?"

The high priest frowned and shook his head helplessly: "I don't know either. Don't ask. The most important thing is to escape first!"

The high priest, along with several of his personal disciples and the junior priest, hurried to the entrance of the secret passage.

Soon after they entered the secret passage, a swarm of poisonous insects, snakes and ants rushed into the house.

The original sacrificial site instantly turned into purgatory.

Poisonous insects crawled onto the bodies of the priests and disciples, and venomous snakes bit their necks fiercely, their sharp fangs piercing their skin and their venom spreading rapidly.

The priests screamed miserably and struggled and resisted desperately, but it was all in vain.

After a long time, the Black Witch Temple returned to its former tranquility. Baiyin then walked in with his men and saw that the house was in a mess.

Then all the poisonous insects, snakes and ants retreated. After Zhao Qiaoniang looked around, she sighed and said, "The high priest must have escaped."

Naitang suddenly squeaked non-stop. Baiyin looked in the direction of Naitang and found that there was a gap in a stone slab under a table in the room that seemed unusual.

He walked quickly forward and used both hands to pull open the entrance to the tunnel. A rotten smell hit him in the face.

Seeing this, Zhao Qiaoniang decisively said, "I'll take more than 20 people to chase them and see if we can catch up with them."