Rebirth in America

Little Richard was singing, and suddenly his voice gradually became deeper and deeper, and finally there was no more sound.

Chuck, who was tied behind him, suddenly became worried and shouted quickly: "Hey! What's wrong with you?"

"Do you believe in hoodoo?"

"What witchcraft?"

"Hoodoo! Haven't you heard of it?"

Little Richard became a little strange, as if he was reminiscing something, and seemed to be struggling in a nightmare, like a drowning man grasping the last straw.

Chuck felt a little strange, and he replied weakly: "I heard it from the older generation before, and it is said that you southerners believe in these things the most."

"I only remembered it when I was singing the song just now!"

The meaning of this sentence, which both of them understood, was a reference to Robert Johnson, the author of "Crossroads," making a deal with the devil. Robert recorded only 29 songs in his lifetime, but that was enough to make him one of the most memorable figures in blues history.

"Robert Johnson? Are you saying he really made a deal with the devil?" When Chuck said this, he felt the hairs on his body stood up, as if he had been electrified.

"Yes, I learned some facts from an uncle in my family. My uncle was friends with Robert. It is said that one time when they were drinking, Robert admitted that he had seen the devil."

Chuck was stunned. He murmured to himself: "No wonder one of his songs is called "Me and the Devil Blues", and not only that, there is also a song called "The Devil Dog Follows My Trail." From this point of view, He has been hiding from the devil's curse."

It is said that Robert believed that the devil had unleashed a demonic dog that was following him around, supervising him and forcing him to fulfill his end of the bargain.

In addition, some mythical stories about him also make his experience legendary. As a guitarist, he has "devil" playing skills, and his huge hands can press chords that are impossible for ordinary people to combine. Many believe it was at the crossroads that he met the devil and exchanged his soul for musical genius.

"You mean, the witchcraft he used was hoodoo?" Chuck continued to ask. In fact, he already had the answer in his mind, but just wanted to confirm it.

Black people in the southern United States believe in witchcraft (hoodoo), and even many people in white families believe in it.

The blacks were convinced of this, believing that it was the witchcraft of "hoodoo" that Robert used to summon the devil at the crossroads and make an agreement with him.

Robert Johnson made a deal with the devil, selling his soul to the devil, shortening his lifespan in exchange for his talent and creative genius in playing the blues. With Robert Johnson's astonishing playing skills, genius-like talent, and his tragic death at the age of only 27, this rumor is very widespread and highly credible. It's no wonder that so many people believe it to be true.

Chuck looked at the moon in the sky, thinking about Robert performing witchcraft at the crossroads, summoning the devil, and exchanging his soul for his talents.

In the end, Robert became a powerful man in the history of music. Unfortunately, he still could not escape the devil's grasp and died early.

"When you talk about this legend now, you don't mean to tell me that you know witchcraft, right?"

"You also know that my father is a priest!"

Little Richard did not wait for the other party to answer, and continued: "There are many reasons why I ran away from home, the main reason is because I learned witchcraft from my uncle. I was only eleven or twelve years old at the time. After leaving home, I have been relying on selling witchcraft. Making a living from witchcraft items. Selling snake oil is just a cover, but in fact it is also a witchcraft medicine."

Chuck listened to Little Richard's nagging talk and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Stop talking, if you can, do it quickly. If you wait until they set fire to the cross, it will be too late."

"God, the time has come..."

Little Richard's voice suddenly became deep, and he recited a witchcraft incantation like an ancient African priest. It was inaudible at first, but gradually the sound became louder and louder, and more and more people heard it. The Ku Klux Klansmen stopped cursing and shouting in horror and searched for the source of the sound.

Soon, they discovered that the voice came from the black man tied to the cross, which was even more chilling. Their ancestors have lived in the South for generations, and most of them know something about black religion and witchcraft.

"Stop him! Stop him from continuing to read."

"From the dry dust, from the binding chains..."

"Torches! Set the torches and burn them to death!"

“Out of the devil’s abode, God, it’s time….”

"Oh no! It won't light with firewood, and it won't burn even if I pour gasoline on it!"

"It's witchcraft, my God! Oh my God, these two niggas are witches!"

"O God, lead me! Break the chains that bind me from the dry dust..."

Along with Little Richard's spell-like words, people reported various strange events in horror. Strong winds suddenly blew and dust flew so much that people could hardly open their eyes.

Those who tried to use fire to burn the cross soon discovered that it would not light up the cross.

There seemed to be a mysterious force protecting the two black men. It was an evil force, a cold force.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and people began to panic. Some people wanted to run away, some were panicking, some shouted loudly, and some were so desperate that they wanted to kill the two black men. wizard.

Little Richard's voice resounded throughout the room, and no matter where those people were, they could hear it clearly.

"...lead me out of the devil's habitation, lead me out of darkness. Take me out of my blind days, take away my sorrow, save me from my sin..."

Little Richard's spell is nearing its end, almost complete. People felt that a disaster was coming and were panicked. At this moment, an old man yelled: "Calm down! Calm down!"

But no one listened to him, and the old man continued to roar: "These are just little tricks, why are you panicking!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The old man fired three shots at the two people on the cross. Perhaps because of the dark night, perhaps because of some mysterious force, these three shots did not hit anyone.

However, this approach was very effective and immediately calmed most of the people down.

Some people are already looking for weapons, trying to imitate the old man and shoot at the devil in their eyes.

"...God, please! God, the time has come!"

Under Little Richard's spell, his body kept twisting and screaming in pain. In the process of twisting, the ropes on his body were broken one by one, and finally the whole person fell from the cross. Just like a cat, he turned somersaults in mid-air and stood firmly on the ground.

"Little...Little Richard, get me out quickly."

Chuck was stunned and quickly called for help. Unfortunately, the other party seemed to be like a wild beast, losing his mind and leaving only instinct.

"Uh-huh!"

Little Richard's eyes reflected the moonlight, his whole body was covered with bulging muscles, and his body almost swelled. Drool dripped from the corners of his mouth, and he made a low growl of unknown meaning.

Others quickly stepped aside and stood watching from a distance. Some brave people raised their guns and aimed at the beast-like Little Richard.

When one of them was about to shoot, his vision suddenly went dark, and he felt a black shadow coming. A huge force hit him, and he flew out.

"Uh-huh!"

The attacking black figure was none other than Little Richard. He stared at the people around him with his eyes wide open. His speed was so fast that even a strong man could not react and was knocked five or six meters away.

The old man who fired the gun earlier was also a little surprised by what happened, but he quickly calmed down and snorted coldly: "It turns out to be this dirty devil! Get the holy water quickly and beat him back to his original shape. It will be fine." ”

Just as he was talking, someone immediately rushed up and poured something on Little Richard. It was the "holy water" the old man said.

When this liquid was poured on Little Richard, it immediately made a sizzling sound and emitted white smoke, as if sulfuric acid had been poured on him.

After being severely injured, Little Richard immediately fell to the ground and rolled over, screaming in pain. While shouting, his figure slowly shrank and returned to its original size.

"Haha, descendants of the devil, you didn't expect us to be prepared!" The old man laughed happily when he saw this situation.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Little Richard lying on the ground uneasily, UU reading www. uukanshu.net Some people even patted their chests and said, "It's really scary. This is the first time I've encountered such a thing."

"What's this? As long as you hunt a few more times, you'll have a chance to see it."

"This nigger's transformation is not complete yet, otherwise this little holy water really won't be able to do anything to him."

"Last time, the nigger we met was so powerful that he almost couldn't be subdued. It was the bishop who took action himself to solve the problem."

The old man who gave the order didn't say any gossip. He just said coldly: "Huh, he is indeed a nigger with dirty blood! Hurry and tie him up again. I don't have that much time to delay any more." "

Little Richard was quickly tied to the cross again. After a while, he woke up and struggled hard for a few times before realizing that his condition had not changed.

As for Chuck, he had long been stunned by what was happening in front of him. It only took two or three minutes from Little Richard starting to recite the incantation to transforming and breaking free from the rope, then falling to the ground and being splashed with holy water. things. But to Chuck, it seemed like half an hour had passed.

"Is this, is this witchcraft?" Chuck murmured.

"Damn it, it didn't work! Damn it!" Little Richard didn't seem to be hurt, but his constant struggle couldn't make the rope break again.

In the end, he seemed to have accepted his fate and stopped moving: "This is my first time to use witchcraft. In fact, I need to prepare witchcraft items, otherwise the effect will be compromised and the transformation will not be complete!"