Yaksha Feeding Manual [Onmyoji]

Cen Chang Hyuk said that there are many characters, like hair.

Cen Fei looked at the face that was still eating. Every inch of its hair was made up of countless small characters. The longer they read, the longer its hair grew.

He said it had a strong smell and it smelled good.

Cen Fei tried to move Yasha's hand away, but was almost fainted again.It does have a strong smell, but it's extremely stinky!Absolutely nothing to do with good smell!

However, Cen Changhe was very intoxicated, Cen Zhenliang was also very intoxicated, and her uncle Cen Changpeng also looked very happy.

Judging by their expressions, it seems that the smell is really good, except for Cen Fei.

Cen Fei looked at Cen Yingzhao again, he was not as fascinated as they were, and his expression was a bit confused.But he was also chanting, and as soon as he chanted, words came out of his mouth and became part of that face.

He said it could talk, the words were speaking... it said it was going to kill me!

Cen Fei looked at that face again.

Its mouth opened and closed, as if talking.But Cen Fei didn't know whether it was talking or not, because she couldn't hear it.

She only knew that every time it opened its mouth, a strong stench would come out.

And Cen Changhe's expression was so intoxicated, it didn't look like he heard that thing saying that he wanted to kill him.How can anyone be so at ease when their life is threatened?

Maybe in this matter, Cen Chang Hyuk lied.

"The evil spirit is increasing." Yasha said, "What should I do?"

"Look again."

People can become monsters, and so can things.The transformation of dead things is more difficult than that of people with emotions and flesh and blood, and thus requires more harsh external conditions.

This old book in front of me is obviously an example.It is old and ready for change.

Look at those words, they burn incense, kneel down, and chant, not only to their ancestors, but also to this book!The original dead thing has been treated like this for a long time, and it has been treated like this from generation to generation. It is affected and becomes a monster.

The offerings and beliefs of the Cen clan became the source of its demonic power.

This monster who lives alone in the Cen's ancestral hall is ignorant and ignorant, probably doesn't know how to eat at all.Its only food is the offerings and beliefs of its people.

Too picky eaters will lead to malnutrition. This monster usually goes into a dormant state, isolating itself from the outside world to maintain its strength.On the second day of chanting every month, it will have another full meal to accumulate strength.

Long-term dormancy and short-term outbursts are the characteristics of this monster.

The last time Cen Fei came here, she didn't find anything unusual, that's why.

While the Cen clan worshiped this monster, they themselves were also affected by it.The monster's power corroded their bodies and made them lose their health.

Therefore, the males in the clan are generally short-lived, but the females are much better. They were rejected by the ancestral hall, and thus kept their health.

What Cen Fei cares about now is Cen Changhe's words, he said that this monster is going to kill him, but it doesn't look like it.This monster was enshrined by them, why did they kill him?Isn't its rations going to be reduced?

The demonic aura was still growing, Cen Fei couldn't stay any longer.

If she continued to stay here, she might be discovered by that thing. There was no need for her to fight such a monster that was about to enter its peak state.

Its demon power is not constant. It is the strongest immediately after eating, and then gradually decays, entering a dormant state, waiting for the next offering.To get rid of it, you must first set a trap during the dormant period, weaken it, trap it, and then subdue it.

So now Cen Fei chooses to leave first, and the chanting will last for half an hour, then she will come back to see the situation.

Half an hour later, Cen Fei returned to the vicinity of Cen's ancestral hall.She put a lot of protection on herself and Yasha, and then approached the ancestral hall.

The evil spirit here has become thinner again, although there is still a little remnant, it is estimated that the monster hid and digested after eating their offerings.

The words flying all over the sky disappeared without a trace, and amidst the faint evil spirit, someone's voice came from the room.

After the others left, Cen Changhe and Cen Zhenliang did not leave, they stayed in the ancestral hall.

"How long will we have to wait?" Cen Zhenliang was furious, scolding his second son with a straight face, "Changhe, don't forget your duty!"

Cen Changhe's back was not as straight as before, and he explained in a loud voice: "There are still tenants living in the house. I have already told them that I will let them move out after the end of this month. Dad, give me some time, Next month at the latest, I guarantee you will see the money."

Cen Zhenliang sneered: "Don't think I don't know."

"what?"

Cen Zhenliang slammed the table: "You didn't let anyone move away at all! I just went to ask today. Second child, second child, my good son! Don't you feel guilty for lying to your old father?"

Cen Changhe knelt down immediately: "Dad, you, don't be angry..."

"Ha ha."

"Dad, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

Cen Zhenliang picked up an incense burner and threw it at Cen Changhe's head.The censer was very heavy, and Cen Changhe immediately let out a muffled snort when he smashed it like this, wondering if he had broken his head.

Cen Changhe crawled two steps on his knees, came in front of Cen Zhenliang, and hugged his leg.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry... I was wrong, it's all my fault!"

Cen Zhenliang said coldly: "Call them now! Call them one by one and tell them to move out immediately!"

"Dad, really, next month, just next month. They won't agree to move people out like this, they will make trouble. I'll call now and let them move out at the end of the month, okay? "

Cen Zhenliang remained silent, while Cen Changhe knelt on the ground, begging him non-stop.

Yasha gave Cen Fei a strange look, Cen Fei knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't have the time to explain it now.

In front of her, her father, Cen Chang Hyuk, who always stood tall in front of her, was a grandson in front of her grandfather.This is the ethos of their house.

It was not the first time for Cen Fei to see a similar scene, so she didn't find it strange.

Kneeling, kowtowing, scolding, and beating are all common things.The relationship between father and son in this family is similar to the relationship between monarchs and ministers in ancient times.The feelings are weak, and the catharsis of power is revealed everywhere.

After Cen Changhe begged for a long time, Cen Zhenliang finally changed his mind.

"Let's fight, next month, not a day later! I will sell the house myself, if you don't stare at you, you will be dishonest."

"Yes, I will fight right away."

Cen Changhyuk took out his mobile phone and started calling one by one.These phone calls obviously didn't go well, and Cen Changhe's brows were furrowed the whole time, and they never relaxed.

Cen Changhe put down his phone: "I've already told them."

"No." Cen Zhenliang stared at Cen Changhe and said, "What else?"

"Gone."

"Your wife's house."

Cen Changhe hesitated, just as he was about to say something, another censer was thrown at him, this time it hit him.

"Call me!"

Cen Fei is poor, but Cen Changhe is not.He is quite good at making money, and has saved several properties by his own ability.Cen Fei's mother's family was not bad, and she married Cen Changhe with a house.

Cen Fei didn't know exactly how many properties Cen Changhe owned, she only knew that he owned them.

Looking at Cen Zhenliang's posture now, it seems that he wants him to sell the house?Want to sell her mother's as well?

After Cen Changhe finished making the phone call, Cen Zhenliang finally looked better and allowed him to get up.

"Second brother, don't blame me for being cruel. Your elder brother only has such an opportunity. Without the capital, he can't do this business. Now let me wrong you, and when your elder brother makes money, he will help you. You brothers, It’s about helping each other, isn’t it?”

Cen Changhe responded in a low voice, and after Cen Zhenliang finished speaking, he said it was time to leave.He locked the door of the ancestral hall and went out with Cen Chang-hyuk.

Cen Zhenliang left alone. After seeing him leave, Cen Changhe immediately dialed a number.At the same time, Cen Fei's cell phone, who was watching all this, lit up.

Cen Fei didn't answer, Cen Changhe waited for a while, then continued to call, several times in a row.Just when he was anxious to drop his phone, the call finally connected.

Cen Fei ran a little further away before answering the call.

"Have you come to see it?" Cen Changhe asked immediately.

"I went to see it, I saw that thing."

Cen Changhe's joy could be felt through the receiver: "Is there any way? That thing wants to harm me!"

"What did Mr. Cen say? The people from the association came back and said that that thing is not harmful. We finally found a real monster, and our baby is too late..."

"You don't know the true face of that thing!"

On the other side of the phone, came the voice of Cen Changhe gnashing his teeth.

Cen Fei's hand holding the phone couldn't help tightening, she deliberately relaxed her voice, and asked in a confused but incongruous voice: "What kind of real face? That's a book, which has been enshrined for a long time With consciousness, it won't do anything."

"No, no! It kills, it kills!"

"Mr. Cen, you are too excited. Who can a book kill? Hey, it doesn't matter if you are really worried. Our association is very interested in monsters, and we will read it every once in a while."

"You don't know anything, how dare you say it's harmless!" Cen Changhe became excited, "Someone died!"

"Who is dead, Mr. Cen?"

Cen Changhe was silent, and after a while, his calm and restrained voice came from the receiver.

"Your mother misses you very much."

Cen Fei: "..."

"Let's go home for dinner tomorrow."

This time it was Cen Fei's turn to be silent, her hand was so hard that it seemed as if she was about to smash the phone into pieces.

She took a lot of effort to adjust her mood, and following her silence, the eyes of Cen Changhe on the other end of the phone showed a look of certainty.

"It turns out that Mr. Cen wants to treat guests, that's good, please prepare some sweets."

Cen Changhe frowned: "Sweets?"

"Yes, sweets. Well, let's do this first, see you tomorrow." There are basically no desserts on their table.