Twisted Realm

Meng Xuan’s little electric motor was running on the highway in the suburbs of the West District, making a brisk humming sound.

In order to reduce the possibility of exposure, Meng Xuan did not choose the abandoned leather factory in the North District last time, but found an abandoned house in the suburbs of the West District as the venue for the ceremony.

This abandoned house should have been built by farmers nearby to temporarily accommodate and store crops.

Although there are two floors, its structure is very simple, all of which are made of red bricks and cement, and the walls are not even painted. Cloth bags and discarded **** are piled up on the ground.

Besides, Meng Xuan also smelled the smell of shit.

It’s not that there used to be people around here who urinated everywhere, but the smell of urea in the pesticide residues in those cloth bags.

In this kind of place, even the homeless would not want to live…

Meng Xuan was a little speechless, but this was exactly what he needed, and no one would disturb the ceremony.

Because the ceremony steps did not mention the need for a full moon or direct moonlight, Meng Xuan chose the ceremony location on the second floor of the abandoned building.

The second floor was originally supposed to be where farmers lived, so it looked cleaner than the first floor, but it was also covered with cobwebs and dust.

Fortunately, Meng Xuan had already prepared, put the ceremony materials aside, took out the small brush he carried with him, and cleaned out a clean area of ​​about two meters square on the ground, and began the preparations for the ceremony.

The first is the painting of the ritual pattern. With the experience of the last ritual, after many days of practice, Meng Xuan now has a plan.

Take out the fresh cow blood in a mineral water bottle, pour about a liter of it into the basin, and pour the bright red Kax red rock powder and quartz powder into it, carefully pour half of the golden powder into it, and stir. Evenly, use a small brush with the liquid in the bowl and start painting patterns on the ground.

The main body of this pattern is a triangle and a circle. There are dense and complex patterns, which are much more complicated than the strange ritual. It took Meng Xuan about fifteen minutes to complete the drawing. After comparison, it was complete and correct.

Afterwards, Meng Xuan took out a small stove and placed it in the center of the ritual pattern, placed the purple sala wood block under it, and placed a small pot on the stove.

After adding an appropriate amount of water and the rest of the cow’s blood, he set the purple sala on fire. Meng Xuan took out a kitchen knife and a chopping board, put on a pair of kitchen gloves, and began to process the remaining materials.

Herna’s snake gallbladder, bat teeth, and dried maggots have already been processed, so they can be thrown directly into the pot.

The poor black swan was also slaughtered by Meng Xuan last night and his liver was dug out. The body was burned and buried. At this time, Meng Xuan took out the liver of the black swan in a fresh-keeping bag and used a kitchen knife on the cutting board according to the requirements of the ceremony. Chopped and thrown into the pot.

Then there are the parts of the white gully hamster and the frog arrow of Toth. After Meng Xuan suffocated these two poor little guys, he brought the corpses to the scene, carefully took out the parts needed for the ceremony, and threw them into the pot. .

The purple salsify, which was originally a spice, exuded bursts of fragrance after burning, making Meng Xuan feel the trance and unreal feeling of the previous ceremony.

“Did it have some kind of hypnotic effect?”

Meng Xuan thought with some uncertainty. He also had some guesses about the content of the ceremony. For example, the ceremony often used wood with a certain fragrance as fuel, and the ceremony often contained steps that required moving and observing the patterns.

Meng Xuan suspected that there should be some hypnotic principle in it. The strange phenomena he saw in the trance were probably caused by this hypnotic principle.

But there is another possibility.

Perhaps only by entering this trance-like state of being awake but not awake, or sleeping but not sleeping, can we perceive these terrifying and bizarre phenomena, which are real, exist around us, and overlap with our world.

Meng Xuan once heard a saying that many mysteries are actually around us, but the human perceptual system cannot detect it. If we can adjust the frequency of the perceptual system to match the mysterious world, we can see the truth of the world.

Meng Xuan suspects that the Nelsons have mastered similar technologies, so they can perceive the mirror world and even enter it.

Perhaps, the world in the mirror is by his side.

goooooooooooooooooooooooo…

The liquid in the small pot began to boil, and Meng Xuan, who was in a trance, actually felt that the taste was not bad, a bit like stewing spare ribs.

He felt that the time was almost up, so he lit three red candles, placed them in the triangles of the pattern, and sterilized the knife with candlelight, stood up with the knife, stared at the pattern, and slowly walked half a circle to the left around the pattern. , walk half a circle to the right, repeat three times.

The sense of trance is getting stronger and stronger, and there are even overlapping double images in front of Meng Xuan’s eyes. It seems that some kind of mutation has occurred in the real world, and it is overlapping with the unknown realm.

Meng Xuan sat down, ripped his fingers, dripped blood into the pot, and recited the ritual initiation language obtained by querying the ancient phonetic symbols:

“NI! ZI! WO! SHI! NI! BA!”

The liquid in the pot began to boil violently.

According to the requirements of the ceremony, Meng Xuan directly picked up the pot at this moment, and gulped down the boiling liquid in the pot.

When the liquid entered his stomach, there was no burning sensation, but Meng Xuan felt a biting cold instead.

Silence.

The whole world seemed to freeze.

Suddenly, his body began to stoop, his legs began to tremble, and he felt tremendous pressure.

From his back, there was an extremely cold feeling.

He subconsciously looked towards the broken window of the room, and his body was faintly reflected on the glass fragments. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

What made him horrified was not only his body, but also a hideous monster crawling behind him.

It has a twisted face, and one eyeball is out of the eye socket and hangs on its face. Its body is made of red, yellow, blue and green internal organs. It keeps beating, twisting, and struggling, as if trying to get out of its body. .

The monster’s face was full of ferocious and twisted pain, as well as the desire to hate and destroy everything.

“I will give you strength…”

“You carry my pain…”

“help me····”

“help me!!”

“help me!!!”

“…”

The monster’s hysterical ravings filled Meng Xuan’s mind. He felt the sanity in his brain was rapidly draining because the ritual required him to be in a trance. Through the reflection of the glass, he vaguely saw the monster’s mouth spread densely packed. The black thread inserted into his body from his facial features.

His body was getting colder and colder, he seemed to be frozen, his movements became extremely slow, and gradually, it was very difficult to even twitch his fingers.

He saw that the pattern of blood engraved on the ground was constantly rotating and reorganizing, bound to the monster behind him like a chain, but this monster seemed to be more powerful than he imagined, and the ritual pattern could not completely restrain its movements.

More and more black lines spread into Meng Xuan’s body.

But perhaps because of the shackles of the ritual pattern, Meng Xuan regained some mobility.

In the crazy ravings of the monster that made people lose their senses, Meng Xuan tried his best to stay awake, controlling his body that was almost frozen and unable to move, and carried out the last step of the ritual.

Step over the burning fire!