I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Chapter 50 Meow——

The next morning, the Order of the Flashing Blade did not wait for the Elrich brothers to return, and everyone couldn't help but gather together and murmur after finishing their work.

"Did something happen to Elric? Why didn't he come back all night?"

"Who knows, could he be arrested by the Anti-Suppression Bureau?"

"Then should we move immediately, but the leader didn't tell us the third location? Where can we go?"

"Instead of thinking about the next location, why not consider whether we should retreat now?"

"It's better..."

Everyone was discussing in a flurry, but could not come up with a result. On the contrary, the more the discussion went on, the more panicked they became, as if they had lost their backbone.

"Okay!"

Gino Waltz, who was bare-chested and showing off his muscular muscles, stopped the discussion of all the believers. As an old believer of the Order of the Flashing Blade who first survived the promotion ceremony and received the title of disciple, he is the most powerful esoteric disciple besides the leader. The status within the cult is almost equal to that of deputy leader.

"No need to exclaim, no need to discuss, Elrich may not have been arrested by the Anti-Suppression Bureau, or he may have encountered some trouble on the way back... But to be cautious, you first transfer the equipment to the new ship, and then We will go out to find out what's going on. If we see a flagpole on top of the warehouse early tomorrow morning, we will all come back to gather together."

"If the warehouse has been exposed, please leave your contact information after a week according to the exclusive secret code given by the leader. The leader will personally pick you up when the situation calms down."

Gino then gave the order:

"Bawi, Naomi, Mona, the three of you are responsible for cleaning up the scene, carrying machinery and cargo onto the ship, and putting half of the cargo on a separate boat."

"Selim, you are responsible for cleaning up. Please ask the Keeper to cover up the secret of our existence."

"Rolf, you are responsible for delivering part of the goods to the group of radicals working with us first, and telling them that the rest of the goods will be delivered a few days later. Remember to collect the corresponding remuneration. We will meet at the same place later."

"Everyone, please leave this place immediately after completing their respective tasks and hide themselves!"

"Please rest assured, even if Brother Elrich is really arrested by the Anti-Suppression Bureau, I believe he will not reveal our information. Moreover, the leader has vaguely revealed to me before that he still has a safe place outside the county. Base, if the Elrich brothers really fall into the hands of the Anti-Suppression Bureau, we can leave London directly and go to the next safer and more secret headquarters to continue our unfinished business there! "

The unquestionable calmness of Gino Wales's words soothed everyone present. They all said yes and immediately set off to work.

But Gino, who turned his back to everyone and looked at the hazy sky, had an unpleasant expression on his face... Could something really happen to Elrich?

This was not the first time that the Order of the Flashing Blade had made an emergency retreat. After receiving a clear order, they took action one after another.

Naomi Barty, who is also a cast member, quickly disassembled the industrial machinery into transportable modules, while Bavi and Mona immediately transported the modular machinery onto the ship.

Near sunrise, Selim stood in the warehouse that had been initially cleaned. He was holding a buck with horns like a crown and a sow with a bulging belly.

He pierced the sow's heart with a knife. The sow let out a shrill wail that echoed through the sky, and her fat body swayed and struggled.

Selim flipped the blade and pulled it out. The thick blood spurted out like a fountain, and he caught it in a wooden cup.

The male deer was frightened by the sow's death cry, and seemed to have a premonition of his next fate. His slender legs moved randomly, and his long neck swung around in panic, but he could never escape the restraints of the rope.

Its eyeballs were dug out and placed in a cup filled with blood. They sank and floated, and the lifeless pupils were soaked in thick blood.

Selim dragged the mortal with a cloth bandage around his mouth and a frightened face, and pushed him to his knees. His blade stained with pig blood and deer blood was pressed against the mortal's throat. His other hand was on the top of his head, and he whispered softly. Writing incomprehensible scriptures.

The deceived mortals only feel that the whispers above their heads, like the prayer songs of ancient times, seem to penetrate directly into their heads. Their brains seem to tremble slightly with the rhythm of the chants, and the muscles trembling with fear seem to follow the rhythm. Rhythm.

He suddenly witnessed that the shadow in the corner of the warehouse seemed to become extremely deep, and the darkness seemed to be constantly squirming and entangled, and the abnormal blackness spread toward him like a linen rod.

I don't know when a gray and hazy shadow appeared. The shadow had four legs and a round head like a cat. The specific details were unclear. Maybe it had short hair, maybe long hair, maybe a short tail, maybe It's a long tail... It walks slowly towards the black linen-like shadow.

Even though this strange gray cat phantom had walked in front of him silently, he could not identify the specific face of the other party. The other party seemed to be wearing a mask composed of thick shadows, except for the transparent pair of eyes. The vertical pupils with the penetrating light were deeply engraved in his mind... He thought that he would never forget the scene in front of him.

He heard the deceiver stop singing in a low voice. The deceiver leaned close to his ear and whispered in that gentle voice:

"Tell your secrets, the dark secrets."

The mortal trembled violently, and he couldn't help but pour out his heart, telling the ulterior secrets of the past that only he knew, wishing he could dig out his heart to prove that what he said was true.

"I actually took Cousin Rita's stolen underwear. When I was a child, I loved the feeling of burying my face in it and inhaling deeply...the same goes for Aunt Yali's underwear."

"The missing kitten from the Kent family has actually been beaten to death and buried in the soil by me a long time ago, but seeing the little girl from the Kent family crying and searching for it for several days makes me feel really happy."

"The same goes for Julie's puppy. It barks here and there every night. It's really noisy!"

"Little Mort who disappeared on the way to the primary school class... is actually dead long ago. His body is still hidden in the small hole in the ravine... but I really didn't mean it. Who told him not to lend me a new toy? , I pushed him in by mistake!"

"As for the missing little Alice in the next block... Hehe, her skin is so white, tender, smooth and fragrant. She is so cute even when she cries. I really can't bear it, but why doesn't she just want to be obedient... Oh, still It’s too fragile and not playable at all.”

"..."

Every time the gray cat shadow hears a secret, it will gently shake its head. Every time it shakes its head, the shadow under its feet will become as thick as a solid body, as if moist moss is spreading outward.

Wherever the shadow moss passes, the environment in the warehouse will become dilapidated and old, as if covered with the dust of time.

When all the secrets of mortals were revealed, and no more secrets could be squeezed out, it raised its forearms and came closer to the face. It was unable to discern its specific movements under the cover of the gray shadows, but if it were to be inferred based on the habits of cats, it would He probably stuck out his tongue and licked his paws, then gave the mortal a light move.

The mortal's eyes were also covered with a layer of deathly gray color, and his kneeling body seemed to have lost its support and fell down weakly.

The cat's shadow turned back and escaped into the shadows with graceful steps. The darkness like a pitch-black linen stalk also receded like a tide.

Now there is no trace of the Order of the Flashing Blade here. Even the sow's blood-stained monk's warm body that just dropped to the ground has disappeared, as if it were a dilapidated warehouse that had been abandoned for a long time.

Invest in [Moth Secret] + [Mortal Secrets] + [Buzzing in the Head] + [Sacrifice] = █████ Phantom

The ritual process may be a bit far-fetched...but the author thinks that the rituals of Tantric Buddhism should not be as simple as drawing circles and placing things.