Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

The audience couldn't control their eyes, they looked all the way down, and saw Yuanzi's beautiful words.

Suddenly, the darkness dissipated, and the skin felt the temperature in the air again, it was warm.

"Huh, huh—" people panted heavily, with lingering fears in their hearts.

"This doctrine... is so strong!"

"This is the most awesome teaching I have ever seen. None of the teachings in my family organization have this awesome teaching."

"This is supernatural power! This is a miracle!"

"Absolutely a miracle!"

People were yelling, with fanaticism written all over their faces.

No way, this is too shocking, no one has ever experienced such a terrifying and bright extraordinary experience from a piece of paper.

"I want to join the Mutual Aid Club, how should I join?"

"Me too, I want to join too."

"Didn't you kid join the tattoo sect yesterday?"

"No, I read the teachings of the Esoteric Tattoos yesterday, and they are definitely not as powerful as this!" The new believers of the Esoteric Tattoos shook their arms and immediately jumped ship in public.

Everyone spoke in a few words, which quickly heated up the scene.

Yuanzi finished his breakfast at the speed of light, and then took away the teachings, so as not to be snatched away.

Although it was snatched away, Mariko can write a few more.

However, the robbing of teachings will damage the image of the Mutual Aid Society, so Yuanzi has to guard against it.

When the potential believers saw the doctrine slipping away, they immediately stamped their chests, "Well, Lord of the Mutual Aid Society, how should we join the Mutual Aid Society?"

"It's simple, join this group first, and we will slowly screen out who is the one who really wants to help each other." At this time, the squad leader took out his mobile phone and flashed the QR code.

Those who are close first use their mobile phones to scan the code and join the mutual aid association membership inspection group.

Group announcement:

"This is the inspection group for mutual aid associations. Those who fail the inspection cannot enter the regular group."

"Some of the content of this teaching has been placed in the folder..."

There is not much content in the group, just the photo version of two pieces of paper, and even the group is today's group.

The so-called positive group was just established today, and the members of the group are Yuanzi and the squad leader, and there is no third person.

However, the newcomers didn't know about it. They thought that the Mutual Aid Society was a high-level secret organization, and newcomers had to pass strict examinations before they could enter the regular group with more members.

The power of brain tonic is the deadliest, and it is also the power Mariko and others need.

"Our Mutual Aid Association still has something to do, so let's go first, and those who want to join the group can find them." The squad leader grabbed Yuanzi's hand, shouted into the cafeteria, and then withdrew to leave the cafeteria.

The fog is too thick, and it will not be easy to find once you retreat more than ten meters.

Everyone couldn't find anyone, so naturally they blocked the few people who had already joined the group and asked them to publish the QR code.

Not long after, eighty people had poured into Yuan Zijian's small group, and the number was still rising.

When the number of people rose to a certain level, everyone became lively and discussed the pitifully few doctrines.

A preface and a content on the first page of the text.

It took less than 1 minute to scan all the content, but everyone read the preface photos with relish.

Even the photos have a kind of magical charm, which deeply attracts ordinary people to pursue the feeling of horror and beauty.

However, some people pointed out that looking at the photos is not as strong as looking at the scene.

During the day, Yuanzi was not in the management group, and she went directly to the black glove agency to clock in and go to work.

It is reasonable to say that there is no need to go to work in foggy days. The inside is full of fog, the camera face recognition fails, and the electronic office screen will also be fogged, making it difficult to work.

But Yuanzi is still here, her purpose today is to step on the spot and prepare for the future weapon grab.

After punching the card, Yuanzi entered the empty office, and then walked around the office next door, but there was no one there.

The weapon room is located on the first floor of the basement, and there are usually people guarding the steel door, and permission is required to pass through that door.

Yuanzi stood in the corridor in the fog, didn't approach that side, just listened carefully to the voices in the corridor with his ears.

Headlights were installed in the basement, but the lights could not illuminate the thick fog.

Yuanzi moved lightly to a place five meters away from the door of the gun room, and vaguely saw some blue creepers spreading on the ground.

The light emitted by these creeper plants is very weak, but it can penetrate the fog and illuminate the corridor area within five meters.

Yuanzi just stood in the fog, and saw a soldier in a black suit sitting there in the steel gate five meters away, looking down and swiping his phone, as if he didn't notice the arrival of outsiders.

Yuanzi didn't take the initiative to approach, and it wasn't time to grab it.

When Yuanzi backed away, the doorman felt something, and looked up to see a black figure in a thick fog.

Just subconsciously glanced at it, and the janitor subconsciously clenched the gun, feeling a little nervous.

"What is that?" Various movie images flashed through the mind of the janitor boy.

ghost?

Alien?

Or is it a mutated tattoo infected person?

"Who's there!" The janitor opened the safety of the gun and aimed at the other side of the corridor.

But Yuanzi flashed faster, and left the spot in a few steps, and the other party took a lonely look.

The janitor didn't dare to go out. At this time, there were only a dozen or so people working in the bureau, and everyone was waiting at home for the fog to clear.

Chapter 115 Mysterious Ritual First Trial

"It was discovered, but it's not a big problem." Yuanzi already had a preliminary idea in his mind.

Her ability to carry alone is limited, and she will have to mobilize her disciples to carry the ammunition at that time.

She planned to hold a mysterious ceremony to scare the little janitor inside.

By the way, scare away the few people who might be working in the office, and make the entire office empty.

The complete mysterious ritual Mariko currently masters is the Faceless Demon Summoning Ceremony.

This is followed by simple basics of ancient mystical rituals and modern rituals.

The former is more powerful, but too dangerous.

The latter comes from "History of the Development of Sacrificial Rituals".

Mariko intends that the two complement each other, and each takes what it needs.

Based on simple and basic mysterious rituals, mix and match the terrifying atmosphere of the Faceless Demon Summoning Ceremony.

Then use your own mysterious side-drawing skills to put up paintings of crows to scare them.

It should be able to scare them half to death, but Yuanzi hasn't tested it yet, and he has to let his followers test it to know if it works.

After Yuanzi returned home, she had a face-to-face chat with the squad leader about the feasibility of using mysterious rituals to scare people.

"I don't understand mysterious rituals, and I don't understand if you tell me about it. Since you want to do it, let the believers cooperate with the test." The squad leader said.

So Mariko began to plan a mysterious ceremony.

Yuanzi first reviewed the knowledge of the three elements of the mysterious ritual in her mind.

Symbolic place.

Mysterious atmosphere (sense of ritual).

Powerful mantras (could be words of emotion, conviction).

The above are the three major subjects, and then it is the turn to consider the offerings.

Some mysterious ceremonies can be held without sacrifices, and some mysterious ceremonies will choose different sacrifices according to the preferences of the gods in order to increase the success rate.

However, in Yuanzi's field of knowledge, the gods are high above, indescribable, and difficult to understand.

A mortal's speculation does not necessarily hit the god's XP. Sometimes the sacrifice is wrong, but it backfires, causing even more terrifying disasters.

Yuanzi here decided to randomly assign a name, that is, a non-existing god, and let the ritual guide the non-existing god, so there is no danger.

The squad leader sat next to him, reading Yuan Zilie's plan carefully.

"Where is the venue?" asked the squad leader.

The squad leader also planned to study occult knowledge during this trip, so that Yuanzi would not be alone in the work. She was very worried about Yuanzi's little head, what if she missed some steps and made a mistake.

"For the preliminary test, choose the cafeteria at night. There is no one in the cafeteria at night, and the cafeteria is a symbolic place." Yuanzi murmured.

"What about the mysterious atmosphere in the second step?"

"The foggy day that contains fear is itself a mysterious atmosphere, so I don't need to prepare it." Mariko shook his head.

"The spell should be fine, you know emotional language." The monitor murmured, "The three elements are all there, so what sacrifice are you going to use?"

"I'm going to play tricks with crow paintings."

"So the sacrifice is the painting?"

"Anyway, the ceremony won't be successful, and the sacrifice won't fly away, that's all." Yuanzi said.

Mariko squatted in front of the table and began to design the spells needed for the mysterious ceremony.

Yuanzi believed that in the god department, there was no such weird power to strike, so the first sentence was designed as: "The great god of strike."

The second line of the mantra is to explain the current situation and express our needs: "We are the victims of the 460 shelter. The dense fog interferes with our work, making us unable to engage in production work, and the people are in dire straits..."

The third sentence is to offer sacrifices: "This is the mysterious painting "The Crow" I painted."

The fourth sentence ends: "I hope to get your likes."

After writing the last sentence, the fog in the room surged.

The light bulbs of the headlights flickered on and off, suddenly going out, and suddenly brightening.

"What's going on, does it constitute a mysterious ceremony?" Mariko quickly looked around.

This bedroom is the place where Yuanzi and the squad leader live, and it is also the initial place where Yuanzi enters the dream game.

In terms of symbolic meaning, it can barely be used.

Coupled with the thick fog in the room, Mariko unconsciously wrote with emotion when writing, injecting the power of emotion into the words.

As a result, such a spell was formed, turning the entire room into a ritual scene.

Hu Hu Hu.

The invisible wind blew the hair of the two of them, and the squad leader pressed Yuanzi tightly, in a state of confusion: "Maruzi, what's going on, can you stop it?"

Yuanzi came back to his senses, put both hands on the mantra, and tore it apart forcefully.

tear it up-

The spell paper was torn in half.

It was not safe to tear it in half, so Yuanzi tore it a few more times until it was torn into many small shreds.

The light bulbs in the room stopped flickering, the invisible wind stopped acting as a demon, and the room returned to silence.

The squad leader hugged Yuanzi so tightly that his chest was pressed to Yuanzi's back.

Mariko also looked around nervously, and waited for a minute, but nothing strange happened.

He got up, pulled the squad leader to open the door to look outside, and checked the system to call on behalf of him, but there was nothing.

I went back to the house and searched every corner, but nothing happened.

A false alarm!

Yuanzi sat on the field, patted her small chest, and let out a breath.

Unknowingly, even small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The squad leader also slowly relaxed, no longer so afraid, otherwise she would look too weak in front of Yuanzi, and she didn't want to hold Yuanzi back.

"Mariko, was it a mysterious ceremony just now?"