Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Intense jazz music echoed in the nightclub.

Next to Robb, a blonde sips and tells her companions aloud the story of her adventure to discover a mysterious attic that Robb can easily hear.

A black girl, the blonde's companion, said with great certainty: "You've found a 'voodoo' room." "

What?" The blonde wondered.

The black girl explained: "Voodoo, a religion. Slaves from Africa brought voodoo to Haiti, worshipping God and hell as well. They all know witchcraft, that is, magic. "

Magic?"

"Yes. The attic you find is most likely left behind by former voodoo cultists. This is normal. There are many worshippers of Voodoo here. You must know that New Orleans was originally the base camp of Voodoo. "

Not anymore.

Robb, who listened to the two women chatting, smiled in his heart.

The Voodoo religion in New Orleans has been crippled, the Voodoo Queen has fled, and there is no stronghold.

Seriously, he contributed a lot to killing a lot of real voodoo wizards in it.

Robb finished the wine in the glass, motioned for the bartender to continue pouring the wine, and took the time to look at the second daughter.

It's normal for black girls to know a lot about voodoo.

After all, Voodoo is deeply influential in her community, and this is New Orleans, and almost every black person knows something.

Not really a believer, Robb doesn't care about it.

As for the mysterious attic that the blonde spoke of.

With the superstition of the people here, there are basically some gods hidden in the corners of every ancient house, which are "mysterious" items that enthusiasts blindly collect, and

are actually wholesale products.

It seems to be very real, that is, to fool the uninformed.

Robb's office has a batch of similar gadgets.

He was familiar with this path.

Overall, this is the story of two young women who first explore the so-called "mystery".

Robb shook his head.

On the side, the exchange between the two young women continued.

The blonde asks if it will be dangerous.

The black girl comforted: "Listen, voodoo is actually not harmful.

"No harm?"

"Yes, it's all psychological stuff, and maybe a lot of material. If you don't believe it, it won't hurt you.

"It doesn't have to be."

A voice suddenly interjected, it was Robb.

Although he was not interested in the topic of communication between the two women, he suddenly found that the blonde was still very beautiful.

In order to avoid the other party being taken into the ditch by his companions, he came to the second daughter and explained: "Voodoo is real, and it is even more lethal. As for what is not harmful, only if you don't believe it, you can't hurt, it's more because of the actions of liars or crappy wizards that spread the situation. "

Any religion, after many years and word of mouth with many figures, will give birth to a thousand strange and irrelevant knowledge.

There are few real wizards, and there are countless crappy wizards who are abducted or poorly qualified under the banner of wizards.

Many people have great power.

Over time, the latter became an authority among ordinary people.

Therefore, I don't know when the rumor came out that witchcraft would not hurt people as long as they did not believe it.

If so, what are the voodoo who died under Robb's knife.

What is the Voodoo Queen.

"Of course, there are many restrictions to the successful use of some very advanced witchcraft. Perhaps belief in witchcraft is one of them. In order to avoid killing them all, Robb finally added.

Then he introduced himself, "Nice to meet you, my name is Robb." The

blonde and the black girl looked at each other, gave each other a look, and then spoke,

"Catlin."

"Jill."

After the introduction of the second daughter, the blonde Catrin couldn't wait to say: "Robb, is what you just said true?" How are you so sure about voodoo? "





Robb smiled: "Because I know real voodoo wizards." "

Seriously?"

"One hundred percent. You know, that's what I'm doing.

Catrin instantly became interested: "What do you do?"

Robb explained generously: "Paranormal detective. You can also think of it as a medium, an exorcist. My paranormal office is in New Orleans. "

Are there really supernatural demons and the like?" Jill was surprised.

Don't see that she knows a lot about voodoo, but it's more just influenced by her family.

Like many people in modern times, she didn't believe much in the things that Voodoo was talking about, let alone ghosts and the like.

Robb didn't care either, and directly told the poor female ghost story who was brutally subjected to domestic violence before.

The United States does not pay attention to any feudal superstition, the existence of God is recognized here, and the legends of all kinds of demons and monsters are calloused to people's ears.

Robb is nothing even if he says it truthfully.

Unbelievers will not believe.

Those who believe have nothing but a few exclamations.

As for what to grab and slice and stuff like that.

If this is done, I am afraid that the American laboratory will not be able to stuff it for decades.

This is a "free" country.

Otherwise, there would not be so many cults alive and sound.

After listening to Robb's story, Catrin and Jill whispered in a skeptical whisper.

"Is what he said true?"

"Sounds real. Do you want to try again? "

How to try?"

"If that's true, there's something special about people like them. Let him show it. "

You say?"

"You say! I haven't seen it yet, he's interesting to you. "

Really?"

"Of course! Without looking, his gaze has been staring at you.

"Then I'll come."

Catlin, who ended the whisper, stood up and looked at Robb with a smile: "Robb, you must be very good at dealing with supernaturals. Can you give me a look?

Robb said confidently, "No problem. Let's play a little game, Katrin, you think of a number in your head, and I can read it accurately.

Katrin said she didn't believe it.

Thereupon.

"Twelve."

"You guessed right? One more time! "

Ninety-nine."

"Awesome!"

"Eighty-one."

"Robb, I have been completely conquered by you!"

At this moment, the music in the nightclub became even more popular, and Catlin's heart became extremely hot.

She glanced at Jill and gave a girlfriend a look that she knew.

Jill rolled her eyes.

She also now has the ability to read minds.

No need to guess that all your friend is thinking about at this time is Robb, a man who suddenly appeared, mysterious and charming.

In fact, she also had such thoughts.

It's a pity that people fancy Katlin.

Never mind.

As a good girlfriend, after returning a look from Catlin, Jill left very self-consciously.

Without anyone else disturbing them, Robb and Catherine naturally stuck together, dancing to the loud music.

In the end, the two went to a hotel together and spent a sweaty night together.