I use ghosts as cash machines

I was blindfolded and taken into a car. After a bumpy ride, I was pushed into an unknown place.

From the moment I entered this place, the smell of sandalwood fireworks lingered in my nose, and some humming sounds like chanting sutras came from my ears.

When the black cloth covering my eyes was torn off, I found that I was being tied tightly to a pillar.

There's something weird about this place that I can't put my finger on.

Although there is plenty of light here, and the bright yellow sunlight shines on my face through the window at dusk, it is much brighter than the dark basement where I stayed before, but I feel uncomfortable for no reason.

I couldn't see who was behind the pillar, but in front of me was a stone statue that I had never seen before.

The stone statue is placed in an exquisitely carved Buddhist niche. In addition to the exquisite patterns, the red-painted Buddhist niche is also inlaid with large and small blood-red stones.

The stone statue placed in the center of the Buddhist niche is not large, completely dark, and is only about fifty or sixty centimeters tall.

But the content of this stone sculpture is extremely strange.

The main body of the stone statue is a woman, with the face of a three- to five-year-old child peeking out from the woman's shoulders.

This was supposed to be a picture of a loving mother and a filial son, but there were no pupils in the child's eyes. It could only be seen that the direction the child's eyes were facing was the neck of the woman beneath him.

The corners of his mouth were clearly curved upwards, but the exposed teeth were clearly defined, making him look terrifying.

And what I saw on the woman's face was panic and fear.

What is her relationship with the child on her back?

Why is this place, which I don’t know whether it is a Taoist temple or a Buddhist temple, enshrining such a strange stone statue with incense?

Why did Yin Zongyang bring me here?

The unknown can be infinitely magnified, and it is people’s fear.

From the moment I was caught by Yin Zongyang, I already knew that I was probably going to die.

But Yin Zongyang was not in a hurry to kill me. He first tortured me and then took me to this inexplicable place.

The statue in front of me looked weirder and weirder. I closed my eyes, not wanting to look at it.

I always feel terrified.

Suddenly there was a sound of bells shaking behind me, and accompanied by a murmur that I couldn't understand, like a mantra, a chill appeared on my forehead.

Frightened, I opened my eyes, only to find that my sight was blocked by a piece of paper taped to my forehead.

I looked carefully and found red writing on the yellow paper attached to my forehead, as well as a faint smell of blood.

His sight was half blocked, and Yin Zongyang's voice sounded at the same time: "The Chu family has hindered me in so many things over the years, and you don't even want to risk your life to go to him. It seems that you have true feelings for Chu Bin."

Something cold and sharp scratched my skin slightly on my wrist. When I lowered my head, I saw Yin Zongyang holding a knife and testing my wrist back and forth.

Yin Zongyang continued: "You like him so much, you should know that he can be considered a filial son. Then do you know that Chu Bin's father Chu Shengtian has set his sights on the daughter of the Xiang family, and he wants his son Chu Bin and Xiang are getting married."

Even though I knew that such a thing was beyond my control, I still tensed up after hearing the news.

My subtle movements were still noticed by Yin Zongyang: "Why, are you anxious? You say, one is a rich and powerful daughter with a matching status, and the other is an enemy spy who serves as an Israeli servant. Who will he choose?"

As he spoke, he pulled off a necklace from my neck, which was a gift Chu Bin gave me after he found me.

In other words, it is a token of love.

Since Yin Zongyang pulled it off, he obviously knew what it meant, and it also meant that Chu Bin was surrounded by spies sent by Yin Zongyang in addition to me. I don’t know who’s chanting behind me, but it still didn’t stop, like the whisper of a devil.

Thinking of Chu Bin, I smiled: "I don't deserve it, and whoever he chooses has nothing to do with me, but I know that if it were you, you would definitely stick to Xiang Jia's body and suck their blood like a vampire until they are drained. The last bit of use value of the home, and then burn the bridge across the river...hiss..."

Suddenly there was a clear pain in my hand. The blade that was originally testing my hand had penetrated into my wrist, drawing out gurgling blood.

The corner of my mouth curled up even more: "You are impatient. What a pity. Even if you go crazy with jealousy, the head of the Xiang family will not look down on you at all..."

Even if I couldn't see it, I knew that Yin Zongyang's face was livid, because he had already angrily cut my wrist for the second time with a knife.

The warm blood on the wrist gurgled out along the scratched area, dripping into the copper basin below and making a clanging sound. Along with the murmuring, a strange atmosphere permeated the room.

As the blood flows faster, the body temperature is also losing little by little.

Yin Zongyang is completely murderous towards me this time.

Finally... are we going to be free?

"Originally, I planned to give you a chance to beg me for mercy, but now, I don't think it's necessary."

Immediately afterwards, the third knife cut again.

The blood flowed faster, and I closed my eyes, but I felt something was wrong.

Would Yin Zongyang let me die so easily?

According to his past style, I wouldn't be surprised even if he cut me into pieces. Now, is it just a matter of slitting my wrists?

But the sound of dripping blood has not stopped, and the real feeling of life passing by cannot be faked.

"I guess you are probably glad that you can end it so easily."

After hearing Yin Zongyang's words, the uneasiness in my heart finally emerged completely.

"what have you done?"

Yin Zongyang said with a smile in his tone: "Why do you think I brought you to this place?"

I tried to open my eyes, but the blood loss had already made me dizzy.

"Why?"

"Have you ever heard of spells?"

I didn't have much energy to answer him anymore, so he continued talking on his own:

"The spell is actually similar to the art of witchcraft. I use your soul as a sacrifice and your blood as a guide to gather resentment on this necklace. Then, I will send this necklace to Chu Bin's hands. Here, do you think he will keep it like a treasure every day?"

"I think you are getting more and more confused, and you actually... still believe in this kind of thing..."

These were the last words I said.

Although when I said this, I scorned the spell on the surface, but the worry in my heart did not fade away with death.

This uneasiness finally came true...