I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Watson has had many conjectures about 'the extinct is never extinct, the dead is never dead, everything is hidden within'.

According to his inference, is this sentence a subtle expression of a certain fact, that is, there is a monster from prehistory hidden deep in the body of human beings or any animal?

These horrific races that should only have existed in ancient and primitive times should have been exterminated and died in some prehistoric catastrophe - considering the supernatural peculiarity of this world, perhaps this genocide disaster was caused by Si Chen.

But maybe the wise men in the prehistoric race petitioned other Sichens, begging for a glimmer of life, and then these races that should have ended on the stage of history were able to survive and hide in the bodies of other organisms to avoid the disaster of extinction?

Are these extinct monsters the source of aberrations? The so-called aberration is actually the human being being exposed to the corresponding knowledge of sex, and then awakening the mysterious monster hidden deep in the soul?

But why is this sentence specially emphasized by The Secret of the Moth?

Could it be that only the moth's code can awaken the hidden monster, but the Harris before was deformed by the cup phase... Perhaps the monster mutated by the moth and the monster deformed by contact with the secret transmission are not the same species?

Watson has always had the idea of ​​​​testing the connection between aberrations and moths, and even tried to experiment - the three malicious townspeople who recently buried moth scales were his experimental subjects.

Although he knew that these three mortals would transform into ferocious, chaotic and wild beasts under the influence of the moth, this was just the secret method he learned when the moth inside his skull advanced to the second level - he only knew the specific details. method, but the principle cannot be determined at all.

Are the mortals who are mutated due to the influence of the moth deformed due to contact with an incomprehensible forbidden power, or are their true nature revealed due to the abandonment of the moth?

But now there is a suitable experimental subject, Sebastian, who looks deformed but also seems to have some sanity left. With a bold attitude, he pours a huge amount of moth scales into the opponent's head.

With such an excessive amount of moth mana, not to mention ordinary mortals, even a first-level secreter with certain resistance to phase influence would be unable to stop the erosion of this taboo mana, and the mind would be lost in the madness of the brain. In the whisper, the body involuntarily practices the principle of abandonment, the skin automatically sheds layer by layer, and even the flesh and blood laughs and escapes until the bones inside are completely exposed...

There may be subsequent abandonment steps, but obviously no one can survive with muscles and blood vessels escaping, and it is impossible to continue.

These effects also appeared on Sebastian one by one. His head was buzzing constantly, his hair fell off, his clothes faded, and his muscle fibers danced actively. However, these abandonment actions did not have any effect on the deformed boy. Although the negative effect was negative, the other party actually derived some incomprehensible joy and pleasure from it, and even contributed to the increase in strength.

But the boy did not absorb Watson's moth mana and make it his own to strengthen himself. Instead, it was more like he was stimulated by the moth and accelerated the transformation process - so Sebastian is not really aberrant. , but to evolve itself in another way?

This unreasonably reminded Watson of the process in which the esoteric form gradually grows stronger through practicing the rules. Esoteric believers can also use this to obtain feedback from the esoteric form, making both the body and spirit stronger.

However, compared to the boy in front of me...

Watson looked at Sebastian, who was grinning like an idiot and picking up his fallen hair, and couldn't help thinking in his heart: "The physical body is distorted but the mind is constant, it seems to be distorted but not distorted... Sebastian An’s path seems to be more powerful than that of the Esoteric Cultists!”

While he was running wild, Sebastian had already collected the strands of his hair that had just fallen to the ground and mixed them into the minced meat from the root of the cup. He spat a few more bloody spits and mixed the meat from the cup with the ground meat. The moth crumbs were completely mixed together.

The boy held up his masterpiece and smiled like a silly brother showing off to his elder brother the sandcastle he had carefully built.

"Brother John, look! I've finally finished it. This mass can definitely cure Caroline and Susan's apathy and free their souls from the shackles of the Cup of Joy!"

Watson looked at the suspicious-looking mass of black, pink, and gray flesh and blood mixed with hair in the young man's hand, and just smiled, nodded, and gave a thumbs up.

"Hey, let's set off. I want to go back and save Caroline and Susan first. After completing this wish, I will definitely be able to continue to throw away some unnecessary things, just like I lost my hair and teeth just now...I You can become smarter, stronger and freer!”

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It was already noon, and the two returned to the pink and pure white courtyard of Susan's house.

Sebastian seemed to be aware of his own abnormality along the way, and instinctively chose to walk through the streets that no one cared about. As a result, the deformed and terrifying appearance of this once sunny and harmonious boy has not yet made other people in the town aware of his abnormality. Discover.

On the way back, Sebastian kept his masterpiece in his mouth, as if he wanted to use the temperature of his mouth to keep the rotten flesh from condensing in such a frosty cold weather, or maybe he was using saliva to further The effect of nourishing the ground.

It wasn't until he stood in front of the two broken flowers that were still laughing in the cup of joy that the young man slowly stretched out his rolled tongue. His tongue muscles were as stiff and stiff as a hunting toad, and even the forked tip of his tongue They also began to gather tightly together like sharp needles, and the tongue needles were covered with minced meat from the root of the cup.

Sebastian firmly believed from the bottom of his heart that this unknown item that combined the joyful flesh and blood of the cup and the discarded bones of the moth would be able to cure Caroline and Susan.

He only needs to enter their bodies through oral administration, so that his moth abandonment can communicate with the cup turbidity remaining in their bodies, and then he can successfully expel the evil power, and can also make Caroline Discover the beauty of wildness and chaos with Susan!

Although he couldn't explain where this related knowledge came from... maybe it came with the power of self-awakening. Knowledge is power, but power is also knowledge!

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The young moth slowly approached the two haggard and broken flowers on the sofa.

It has not completely metamorphosed into an insect, and has not yet grown practical scale wings. It can only walk on its slender four legs to the two broken flowers. Its long, straw-like mouthparts are as sharp as needles, and the needles are shining as red as blood. of evil light.

It pierces the broken root of the flower stem with its glowing red mouthparts, and the mouthparts squirm like a needle, transporting a meat-like substance into the broken rhizome.

As soon as the decayed withered flower received the evil minced meat substance, the slight trembling of the petals that resembled a chuckle stopped abruptly, as if it was being strangled by the throat, and it could only let out a gurgling scream.

The withered and bloodless flower body immediately seemed to be hit by a crazy hurricane, and it trembled violently, as if it was being stimulated by a strong current!

If the petals are like the face, you can see that the same blue eyes have returned to the gray eyeballs, but they are constantly turning crazily, as if they are insects imprisoned in the glass ball struggling to break the ball, thinking To regain light and freedom.

The dry and gray traces left by the flower grower's mistake in over-watering of fertilizers were all shaken off in the violent shaking, and the petals and branches were able to regain their original appearance.

The evil minced meat flowing in the flower stem has now surged up to the flower receptacle, excreted from the rolled stamens, and fell to the wooden floor with a snap. It has completely lost its mysterious effect and is just a pile of rancid rotten meat.

The constantly rotating green eyes finally calmed down and stayed in the center of the eyeballs, gradually showing a clear-headed brilliance.

However, this brief period of sobriety did not last long. A chaotic and irrational color grew from the depths of his eyes and spread quickly, re-rendering the newly clear green into a crazy color.

The two flowers, which had been tortured by the cup, first turned to look at each other, and then they laughed heartily in unison.

This high-pitched and sharp laughter was so excited and wild that it even seemed a little crazy, like two crazy women with disheveled hair.

The little moth who completed all this smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well...I feel relieved to see you, Caroline and Susan, smiling so happily."