Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 158: Communicating with God and Taking the Bait (This chapter is a bit heavy, please read with caution)
Haley's house.

Louis sat cross-legged, looking at the red wooden board in his hand with a melancholy look. He met a powerful Indian high priest on the way, lived in peace with him, and got some benefits.

It's obviously a good thing, but why...

Looking at the confusing words above, Louis covered his forehead in pain.

The above is not any common language in the world today. Instead, it is more like a hodgepodge of pictograms and graphic ideograms.

He could probably guess what the language was.

Mayan writing and Aztec language.

Among them, Mayan writing is hieroglyphic and is also real text, while Aztec language is those graphic ideographic symbols.

This is the problem. Although he has learned about American civilization, he only has a rough understanding of it. How can he know all the languages? Even their own people may not understand them clearly!

So, the question is, a legacy related to the gods is right in front of you, but you can't understand it. What's the difference between this and a beautiful woman lying on the ground and posing, which causes kidney failure?
Fucked!

"Want to go find red?"

As soon as this idea came into his mind, Louis rejected it. The reason was that the man was too dangerous.

Although it is not impossible for him to use the information of W Company and the Indian tribes in Florida to make manipulation, it is still too dangerous. Moreover, he might have done it on purpose.

From the new-style Barbie dolls and decoration style in the doll shop, it can be seen that this is a wise old man who keeps pace with the times. Since he let me leave and made a deal, he should not use this thing to make things more difficult for himself and do such a stupid thing.

So, he probably had other intentions when he came up with this thing that was a mixture of Mayan and Aztec languages.

What did he mean?

Louis pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered what he had always called himself, the half-blood priest, the priest...

Louis' eyes lit up, and the power of his Yin spirit was released, touching the red wooden board.

next moment.

All the symbols above seemed to come alive and automatically jumped into his mind, jumping and combining with each other. At this moment, Louis seemed to have eaten Yunnan mushrooms and fell into a whole new world.

In Indian culture, harmony with nature is a science. Even their names are deeply integrated with nature, such as running deer, flying eagle, morning sun, wolf's heart, etc.

Especially the priests, because they needed to communicate with God, they needed to connect with nature even more, so the characters they created were actually abstract descriptions of natural phenomena to a large extent.

Coupled with the mysterious power inherited by the priests, the two combined to form the current situation.

At this time, a flame gradually appeared between Louis' eyebrows. As the flame symbol solidified, the graphics began to turn into pictures in his mind, and the hieroglyphs began to extend their hands and feet. They began to write and communicate with each other, and an abstract world gradually came to life.

Louis's consciousness also gradually understood everything.

After a while.

Louis opened his eyes, with a look of amazement still in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the way Indian priests communicate with gods is actually very similar to the ancient Chinese witches."

Preparation stage: self-purification such as burning incense and bathing, and preparing different offerings for different gods.

Communication stage: ① Drink a drink made from herbs or fungi, and then communicate through dancing, drumming, chanting, etc.

② In a specific place, by offering sacrifices and praying in the language taught by the gods, one can contact the gods and communicate with them.

③ According to the attributes of different gods, different items are interpreted. For example, the fire god is interpreted by observing the direction of the flame, and the burning tortoise shell is interpreted by observing the cracks on the shell.

These are the three main ways to communicate with God. The rest are relatively niche and are local, unique communication methods that are not universal.

In fact, in addition to this, there is one last possibility, which is that the gods take the initiative to communicate with you. But even though Louis believes that he has a good relationship with his godfather, he has never seen his godfather contact him on his own initiative.

So for Louis, he could only try these three conventional methods.

"Let's give it a try. I don't know if this method will work on my godfather, the Chinese god."

Because the herbs here were not fully collected and there were no secret words, Louis chose to use the third method. He first found a pile of firewood, then put it in the fireplace, lit it, and watched the flames burn.

There's no stove, but there's a fireplace here, maybe that could be used?
As for rituals like burning incense and bathing, although Louis felt that they were unnecessary given his relationship with his godfather, he still took a bath and changed his clothes to show respect.

Looking at the flames burning in the fireplace, Louis slowed his breathing, calmed his mind, and gradually entered a state of meditation, his eyes fixed on the flickering flames.

Try to make your spirit come into contact with the flame according to the method inside.

Gradually, Louis' eyes became dull, and the swaying flames were reflected in his eyes. His spirit followed the explosion, floating, rising, and sinking of the flames, constantly rising and falling, and rhythmically moving.

In his mind, he saw it.

I saw a ball of fire immersed in golden light.

The moment he saw it, Louis knew it was the Kitchen God.

A sense of intimacy emanated from it. Louis wanted to get closer, but found that although they seemed close, they were actually thousands of miles apart and out of reach!
Louis could only communicate with him in an extremely vague manner.

The words are stuck... the meaning is unclear... communication is difficult...

a long time.

Louis felt a sharp pain in his brain before he came out of this state of communication with God. He felt a little dizzy and his head was groggy.

But Louis looked slightly excited because he did get in touch with his godfather, which was a great success!
However, the godfather seemed to be subject to some restrictions, making it difficult to maintain close contact. He only expressed his intention vaguely, as if asking him to open a temple and recruit disciples as soon as possible.

Louis didn't know why exactly.

That level is too high and it is beyond his current ability to guess.

In addition, this communication with God was not without gain. His godfather gave him the authority to contact him directly through the mark, without the need for these cumbersome rituals as a medium.

Moreover, Louis also received the benefit of being the Son of God, a limited transfer of power.

That’s it, it’s because of that restriction, otherwise it wouldn’t have happened just once.

"I don't know what level God's power is at." Louis sighed slightly, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

If it were any other famous deity, Louis probably wouldn't have such emotions, but the Kitchen God...

After all, the status of a great god existed before the Qin and Han dynasties.

Never mind, no matter what, he is stronger than me, and it is definitely my most powerful trump card now. With this trump card, I will no longer be afraid of the Red High Priest like before, so why should I be greedy anymore.

After finishing the last handful of firewood, Louis got up and went back to his room to rest. He felt that he had a severe headache.

I lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

After a long time, he had a good sleep.

……

A few days later.

Haley, who didn't go to school again, came to the dining table, cut the steak, held the phone with her head and talked to the person on the other end.

"Really, uncle? You got Regina's autographed photo? That's awesome! You're so handsome, uncle! I love you so much!"

Louis on the opposite side twitched his mouth as he watched Haley speak words full of youthful vitality with an expressionless face, especially her voice, which even had a slight clipping tone.

This scene reminded Louis of those videos on the Internet where a cute loli voice is used, but behind the scenes is Qiao Biluo or a big guy picking his toes.

I suddenly felt a little nauseous in my stomach.

"...Yeah, let's meet at the old place. I'll have the money ready."

After hanging up the phone.

Hailey glanced at Louis and said in a calm voice, "It's just a performance, isn't it? Besides, isn't this what you taught me?"

"Nothing, you acted really well."

"Okay, Jeff has taken the bait, let's get ready to close the net."

A hint of violence flashed in Haley's eyes. She had been acting as a prey these days and her patience was almost exhausted. Fortunately, the other party, an unqualified hunter, did not have much patience either.

"Okay, I have everything ready, we can start now." Louis smiled.

Carrie next to him never looked up from beginning to end, but just cut the steak at a steady speed and put it into her mouth.

soon.

That afternoon.

Haley was wearing a red dress and skipping like Little Red Riding Hood to a detached house. Waiting for her was a big bad wolf disguised as a human.

Louis and Carrie drove to a blind spot. In the back seat of the car sat a bearded man with a round face, white socks, black-framed glasses, and a height of 1.85 meters with a strong body.

"Friend, is what you just said true?"

He asked cautiously, somewhat incredulously.

"Of course, someone will cooperate with you in a while."

Louis answered casually while looking at the house. In fact, according to his idea, he could just rush in and capture the man and torture him. Why bother with so much trouble? But after all, she came to help, and Haley paid her, so let her do as she pleased.

Just think of it as her ordering customized service.

At this time.

Louis' phone rang.

"Come on, you can go in now."

After walking in.

But in the hall, a naked man wearing only underwear was tied up on a large table, looking at Haley with a look of grievance.

Haley, wearing gloves on both hands, watched the syringe filled with medicine, flicked the syringe to make sure the air was out, looking like a professional.

"This contains a drug that will temporarily deprive you of your male potency and make your body weak. Don't worry, there will be side effects. Even after the effects wear off, it will cause irreversible damage to your kidneys and testicles."

“It’s something they don’t teach in chemistry class.”

"He doesn't look like a good student. What's the point of telling him all this? It would be better to give him an injection and experience it for himself." Louis walked over and said jokingly.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to hurt me?"

"Haley, please, really, I really didn't do it. I just knew Donna."

"Please, I, I put all the money in my wallet, and the password for the card inside is... please let me go."

Jeff begged for mercy with a frightened look on his face.

Louis took a glance, and the fluctuations of his soul had exposed everything. It was a complete lie.

Looking at Hailey, "It looks like you failed."

"Well, he's very stubborn, but I've found his suitcase. There are a lot of photos hidden in it."

"Where are the photos? Let me see."

After opening the box, Louis took a look at the so-called photo and his eyebrows jumped.

Looking at Jeff who was still shouting, Louis didn't waste any words. He put the photos in front of Jeff, changing them one by one. Jeff's voice gradually became smaller, but he still refused to admit that he killed Donna. "She and I are just friends, really!"

"These photos are me doing performance art. Art, this is art!"

"You really are a pure-blooded pervert, huh?"

Haley couldn't bear it anymore and directly inserted the needle.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Accompanied by screams.

Louis looked at the round-faced, bearded man who was almost unable to contain himself, "He's yours now."

"Hey, hey, hey, baby, I'll be gentle."

The burly man approached with a foolish grin, his fingers moving restlessly.

Louis pulled the curious Carrie out and said, "Good girl, don't look."

Carrie frowned, "Louis, I'm not a child anymore."

"Yeah, you're right."

Carrie was furious, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only sulk by herself.

The screams inside became louder as time passed, accompanied by bursts of laughter, which made the listeners feel inexplicably scared.

At this time, Hailey came out without knowing when, causing Louis to be slightly surprised, "Why did you come out?"

Haley rolled her eyes at Louis and didn't bother to answer.

When the screams gradually subsided, leaving only sobbing, Louis and Hailey walked in. As for Carrie? Just watch the door.

It's quite unsightly.

Jeff had his hands on his chest, huddled in the corner in fear, sobbing continuously. A man now behaved like a little woman.

But the man with a beard looked relaxed, and he touched Jeff's face with pity, his eyes almost filled with tears.

hiss~
Louis shuddered and quickly sent the bearded man away.

Then he came back and looked at Jeff and asked.

"Now, do you admit it?"

"No, I, I don't know. It's really not me." Jeff said in a slightly shrill voice.

The voice was filled with pain and sincerity.

Unfortunately, people can lie, but their souls cannot.

"Stubborn." Louis said a word they didn't understand, and then said, "Well, it seems it really wasn't you. We are very sorry. This is your compensation. See you next time."

Louis puts down a card.

Then he walked out with Hailey.

Jeff's eyes were dull as he watched Louis and the other two leave. After a moment, he seemed to recover and gradually became ferocious.

He jumped to the phone with difficulty, and as expected, he did not call the police, but called an unknown number.

"I, I want to kill two people, don't tell me no!"

"I've provided you with so many young girls. If you can't even fulfill such a small request, I'll call the police!"

The other party seemed to agree, and Jeff's mood calmed down slightly.

Then, he immediately made a second call, "I've got the news about Xilei Company and a copy of their weight loss drug, but I have a condition. I want the newspaper to help me..."

"Okay, I'll send the stuff to you. I just want you to help me find that bearded guy!"

After making two phone calls, Jeff took out a glass jar from the cabinet and laughed neurotically.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"You're all going to die, you're all going to die, fuck!"

Hey.

Da da.

Footsteps sounded.

Jeff's face froze.

(End of this chapter)