Fang Qi was surprised: "why doesn't he want to be with you? Here, at least a fire won't dare to come after them."

Elder Kan nodded, "yes, I found it difficult to understand. Now I finally know what my father means. I'm afraid it's hard to understand if we don't reach a certain age. Only after experiencing some things can we realize the state of mind of the elderly. Father wants to see you very much. Would you like to see him? "

Fang Qi just wanted to know something about the underground altar, so he said, "well, I treated his illness at the beginning. Maybe I can help him remember what happened before. Where is he?" Elder Kan pointed to the boundless virgin forest outside, "it's over there. There are few people there. It's completely primitive. It's so wild that you can't resemble it."

When they soared into the sky in a four wing flying plane, Fang Qi lamented that the ancient sect was also very arrogant, and there were such high-speed aircraft. The aircraft flew over the mountains to the depths of the forest, and finally fell down in a mountain facing the waterfall and stream to the south.

Elder Kan took Fang Qijin to the cave. The cave was very hidden and there was no way out. Even if a fire killer knows where they are, I'm afraid he may not be able to find them.

In the cave sat a strange old man. Although he was wearing coarse cloth, his exposed hands and feet were shining with cold black metal. The old man's face was covered with bones, reflecting the sunshine outside the hole. It looked very terrible, completely like a bone shelf covered with human skin.

Sitting on the stone, he didn't feel anything about the two people who came in. He seemed to be a settled old monk. He didn't like it or worry about it. Elder Kan gently motioned Fang Qi to sit cross legged and wait for his father to make a decision.

The cave is very simple, with only some simple living utensils. The hole should be formed naturally. There are several bifurcated holes inside. There are also shelves outside the hole. On the shelves are dried animal skins and some mountain mushrooms, wild mushrooms and plants that Fang Qi doesn't know. Old man Kan's three sons were not in the cave. Maybe they went hunting or did something else.

It was not until dusk that old man Kan woke up. As soon as he saw elder Kan and Fang Qi, he was stunned and then grinned. The nerves on his face could not smile. He said vaguely, "here you are."

Elder Kan knelt down and kowtowed, "father, are you okay?" Old man Kan nodded, "doctor Fang saved me. I'm fine, but now I've forgotten a lot and can't remember."

Right here, the two brothers of the Kan family carried a big elk. A dark man carried an roe deer on his shoulder and several rabbits in his hand. A huge wolf dog jumped in and sniffed Fang Qi, and then ran to elder Kan to have fun. When the three brothers of the Kan family saw the two people in the cave, they all came to say hello: "brother, miracle doctor Fang, you're here."

It seems that elder Kan often comes here. The dog knows him very well. The bearded second brother said, "we'll kill the prey and bake it for you right away. You must try the fruit wine made of wild fruit."

The three men went out to kill and make a fire, and the big dog shook his head and tail and ran out again. Fang Qi and elder Kan chat with old Kan. The old man's face is tight and his growth is abnormal, so he doesn't speak very quickly. But for a long time, even Meng Dai could guess what he meant.

Fang Qi said, "old man, I have learned a new skill, which may help you recover your growth and carry out the second development. Of course, I can also help you recall your memory, but before that, I want to ask you about the underground altar of Weijin church. "

"Underground altar?" The old man was surprised. He couldn't see any change on his face, but Fang Qi still felt that his mood fluctuated greatly. Fang Qi was overjoyed, which showed that his memory about the altar had not been forgotten.

The old man sighed and began to recall the past. He spoke slowly. Sometimes he rowed around on the ground with a tree stick. He still has a palpitation about his entering the underground altar.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate is a unique ancestral skill of the Kan family, which has been passed on for many years. Although they often deal with ghosts, there are still many things they can't solve. When old man Kan arrived, he was unwilling to do so again. Earlier, I heard that there was a church in Baihua Mountain, which was very evil. I heard that the missionaries there ate the hearts and hearts of the children in the orphanage and wanted to practice some magic.

Old man Kan was still a teenager at that time. With the idea of chivalry and ancient customs, he secretly ran to the church to hide. He often deals with ghosts and monsters. Naturally, he can feel that the church is really vicious and very abnormal. After lurking for three days, the priest finally opened the basement and went in one night.

Old man Kan also went inside. As soon as he entered the basement, he felt that the smell inside was very bad. Mixed with all kinds of bad smells, he almost threw up. Old man Kan took out the silver needle and closed several acupoints that were easy to be invaded by evil spirits, so he stopped his nausea.

In the basement, he finally saw what the devil's land was. The whole altar was painted with hexagonal stars and strange patterns and words. The skeleton of a child was bound on the stone shelf. The child's flesh was cut off, and a priest was roasting human flesh in front of the stove.

The priest who came down had a few words with the barbecue priest, and he came to open the fence door in a stone room, where there were seven or eight dementia children. They are like little monkeys with iron ropes around their necks, and let the priest lead them to the middle of the altar to perform strange rituals.

Although old man Kan didn't know what kind of ceremony they were doing, he also knew that it was by no means a good thing. The process of the ceremony is to let the children kneel beside the hexagonal star altar, and the priest read the words on the altar. The graphics on the altar began to get angry, and then there were ghosts.

The priest put a child alone in the middle of the altar and nailed a small hole in the child's head with an iron nail. I didn't know what magic the priest had done, and the child didn't cry or cry, but just stood there blankly. From the hole in the center of the hexagonal star, something like a snake came out. It bounced up from the ground and went into the child's skull.

Then it was called terror. I didn't know what mechanism they had installed under the altar. The child softened under his feet and disappeared out of thin air. The priest and the puppet children chanted some mysterious spell. Not long after they finished the spell, a bloody bone shelf rose under the altar. Countless fat maggots fell off the bone shelf.

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