"A jade tower excavated from the ancient tomb of Wannian Miao Autonomous County, everyone passing by, dont miss it!" At rush hour, a middle-aged man with a dark face dressed in Miao attire stood under the bus stop sign and shouted loudly, receiving a bunch of cold stares.

  "How much?" Yang Ling originally wanted to slip away, but seeing the so-called jade tower was made quite exquisitely, he couldnt help but think of his little nephew who had been pestering him for toys all day.

  "Not expensive, 280 yuan, can bless you and your family with good health, smooth work, and everything going as desired..."

  "Five bucks!" Yang Ling loosened the tie around his neck, interrupting the scammers incessant chatter, "Not selling, forget it!"

  Just found the first job after graduation, and the salary is still unknown when it will be received. Yang Ling is now a true member of the "Moonlight Clan". Perhaps from tomorrow on, eating 5-yuan roadside fast food is not a bad choice. If thats still not enough, then theres only plain water with mantou (steamed buns).

  .....

  After haggling, Yang Ling bought the jade tower for ten yuan and also asked to be given a canvas bag priced at eight yuan. He looked relaxed, while Miao Min looked bitter and muttered a few words, saying that this jade tower had not been sold for several years, even the waste collector thought it was too heavy, and under desperation, they had to hold a big sale.

  At rush hour, the bus is like a big can of sardines, with people packed tightly together, feet touching feet. In order to catch the late-arriving bus and get home early, even the elegant ladies who were so refined during the day no longer care about anything, and are squeezed tightly together with the numerous sweaty, tall or short smelly men.

  Squeezed in front of Yang Ling was a slender woman wearing a black suit. Her face was painted with light makeup, her eyebrows were long and thin, but from his angle, he could see faint scars that seemed to have been carefully erased, and of course, there was also a hint of ****. The weather was sweltering, women were all dressed in minimal clothing, *were everywhere, let alone on the crowded bus where people were packed tightly together.

  At some point, Yang Ling felt that the jade tower in his hand emitted a burst of hot air. Coincidentally, the tip of the tower was just on top of the high buttocks of the woman in front. He himself didnt feel anything, but soon, the woman in the suit felt something strange.

  As the bus rattled along, the woman in the suit felt a surge of heat rising from her buttocks, as if something hard was pressing against her. What was worse, when she tried to move forward an inch, that thing also pressed in an inch, and it was getting hotter and hotter. That feeling was just like...

  She turned around and glared at Yang Ling, seeing him pretending to be nonchalant. The woman in the suit was both ashamed and angry, her face bright red. She wanted to scold him but didnt know how to start, she tried to endure it but couldnt bear it anymore, and yet she couldnt avoid him either. The thing behind her back was getting hotter and hotter, making her heart flutter like a deer, feeling extremely ashamed and humiliated.

  What if it leaks out?

  The woman in the suit was getting anxious, feeling that the Kotex she had just changed into before work was almost going to be poked through by the thing behind her. She only wore a thin skirt today, if it leaked out, it would definitely stain a big patch and embarrass her to death.

  Shame, anxiety, fear, anger, helplessness...

  The woman in the suit was filled with emotions, although the next stop was home, but she felt like it was a year, and the so-called luxurious air-conditioned train was slower than a snail. The size of that hot thing behind her made her think of a donkey, a particularly large mutant donkey.

  "Miss, are you okay?" Unintentionally seeing the woman in a suit with a bright red face, occasionally turning her head to look at herself, Yang Ling thought she couldnt grab the handrail and was being squeezed by the crowd, feeling uncomfortable, so he said: "If youre not comfortable, why dont you come to the back and Ill try going to your front?"

  Want to go ahead and try?

  The woman in the suit almost fainted on the spot, this man looked clean and handsome, but was really too shameless. He had been pushing from behind for half a day, and now he actually dared to try to get in front of her! Hadnt todays perverts on public transportation all upgraded to thugs?

  "Hmm..."

  The bus made a sharp turn, and the whole vehicle suddenly tilted to the left. Under the influence of inertia, people were squeezed together. The woman in the suit felt that something behind her was like a cone piercing in, tightly pressing against the sponge-like Hushu Bao, and fresh blood slowly seeped out.

  "Youre a shameless, despicable, and filthy pervert!" The woman in the suit felt like something was burning fiercely behind her, getting hotter by the second. She couldnt take it anymore and wished she had a pair of scissors to cut off the detestable Yang Lings thing, making him the first eunuch of the 21st century.

  Despicable, shameless, and lecherous?

  The woman in the suit called out, and not only did the men and women around her turn to look, but even the driver of the car turned his head back in curiosity, almost hitting an old woman who was running a red light.

  Am I a pervert?

  Look at the tearful woman in the suit, and then look at the Jade Tower that is squeezed to nowhere to put it, just right on her buttocks. Yang Ling shook his head. Originally wanted to buy a toy, now its good, made such a big joke.

  "Miss, are you referring to this scorching hot giant?" Under the gaze of the crowd, Yang Ling lifted up the abnormally hot jade pagoda.

  Whats with the big fuss?

  Yang Ling lifted the jade tower from behind the woman in a suit, and people suddenly realized it, immediately bursting into laughter. As for the angry woman in the suit, her face turned redder than pig liver in an instant, wishing she could drill into the seam of the car, and as soon as they arrived at the station, she jumped out of the car door like she was escaping disaster.

  After successfully washing off the Wolfs guilt, Yang Ling was curious about the scalding Jade Tower and put it on a shabby second-hand computer desk at home for careful observation.

  The jade tower is entirely black, although its only as long as a chopstick, its surface is carved with patterns. There are people prostrating on the ground, devoutly praying to their ancestors; there are people raising their hands and shouting, looking like theyre in a frenzy, native Miao people; and many ferocious beasts, including several five-clawed golden dragons with their teeth bared and claws dancing, all vividly lifelike.

  Furthermore, there were faint bloodstains on the tip of the pagoda, emitting a faint smell of blood. Recalling the shameless woman in the suit, recalling her short skirt stained with blood, Yang Ling vaguely understood what was going on. Recalling her high buttocks and slightly visible ****, his heart couldnt help but flutter.

  "Tsk, tsk, its even harder than a cleaver. What kind of jade is this made of?" After scraping it with a meat-cutting knife several times and seeing no scratches at all, Yang Ling stared at the mysterious jade tower in incredulity. In a daze, the knife accidentally scratched his right index finger.

  "Who cares about being healthy? Damn it, what bad luck!"

  Yang Ling shook his head, preparing to put the jade tower aside. However, as soon as his bloody right hand touched it, the jade tower emitted a dazzling light, frantically absorbing the fresh blood from his wound, sticking to his right hand like strong PU glue. Even more eerily, a raging tornado suddenly appeared out of thin air.

  After being swept into the air, Yang Ling was terrified to find his limbs stiff and numb all over, followed by a splitting headache, and instantly lost consciousness. Conveniently, the landlord uncle who happened to be passing by outside the door stared blankly at the tornado that swallowed Yang Ling like a black hole, but didnt take away any other objects, and slammed into the corridor that hadnt been washed for years with a "slap".

  In a daze, Yang Ling had a strange dream, in which an ancient priest wandered around the primitive forest, with a mysterious tower-shaped mark on his forehead.

  At first, every time he encountered a ferocious beast, the priest would bite his index finger and drip blood on the beasts head to tame it; later on, he only needed to make a series of hand seals to subdue the beast from a distance. The hand seals became faster and more mysterious. Finally, he could summon the wind and rain, move heaven and earth, and was as powerful as a legendary immortal.

  After an unknown period of time, Yang Ling felt a chill and slowly opened his eyes.

  The azure sky is dotted with a few white clouds that gather and disperse from time to time. A crystal-clear brook winds its way through the roots of towering trees, resembling spider webs. Occasionally, a "ga, ga, ga" croaking sound can be heard nearby. Clearly, this is not one of those rundown parks near the entrance that charges two bucks, nor is it the small hill behind the rental house where chickens are raised.

  Looking around at the towering trees, Yang Ling rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Although there were pine trees all over the mountains back home, he had never seen any as tall and massive as these. The trunks of the trees were as big as trucks, and it would probably take more than a dozen people to encircle one. The exposed roots on the ground were dense and intricate like spider webs, with each root thicker than his own waist.

  "Xishuangbanna Primitive Forest?" After pinching his thigh, Yang Ling understood that this was not his own illusion and absolutely not a dream.

  After regaining his composure, Yang Ling shook his head and stumbled to the edge of a clear stream. Just as he was about to wash his face, his whole body suddenly trembled. He saw that there was a tower-shaped mark on his forehead, exactly like the one in his dream. Upon closer inspection, there was a tiny, almost imperceptible bloodstain at the tip of the tower, which seemed to be from the jade tower he had bought from the Miao people at an exorbitant price, nearly making him a big pervert, only it had shrunk by ten or more times.

  What the hell?

  Even if he was extremely careless, he couldnt help but be stunned, unable to understand where the pagoda-shaped mark came from, nor did he know how he had been swept away by a black hole-like tornado to this strange place. Faintly, it seemed that everything was related to the jade pagoda excavated from the ancient tomb of the Miaojiang dynasty thousands of years ago.

  Under the unbearable confusion, Yang Ling picked up the clear creek water and washed his face several times. After refreshing himself, he heard a faint humming noise and smelled a hint of blood. Curious, he rushed over to take a look and immediately felt his scalp numb. He saw a group of thumb-sized mutated giant wasps surrounding a rhino-like gigantic beast, tearing it apart with abandon, each bite taking out a large chunk of flesh.

  Under the intense pain, the rhinoceros went crazy and crashed around like a bulldozer, knocking down towering trees that several people could hug. Alas, the terrifying giant wasp chased after it like a blood-sucking fly, unable to shake it off no matter what.

  The giant hornet had a sharp black stinger on its head, and every time it dived down from mid-air, it was like a dagger that pierced the rhinoceross body and made a hole. Immediately afterwards, its sharp teeth bit down, and with one bite, it tore off a large piece of skin and flesh, causing the rhinoceros to let out a loud and mournful cry in extreme pain.

  In a state of panic, the rhino charged straight to the bush where Yang Ling was hiding. Just as he worried that he would be trampled into meat paste by the crazy rhino, this tractor-sized beast crashed to the ground with a "thud" and never got up again.

  As he focused his attention, Yang Lings body hair stood on end. The muscles around the rhinoceross front leg joints had been gnawed away by the giant hornets at some point, exposing a large section of pale white bone.

  Next, Yang Ling witnessed a terrifying scene. A large number of yellow wasps densely swarmed onto the rhinoceross body and bit it, with the sound of "crunching" echoing back and forth. Before long, they had gnawed the massive rhinoceros clean, leaving behind only a pool of blood, without even a single hair remaining.

  Africanized bees?

  Under the great shock, Yang Ling slowly retreated to the ground, careful not to attract the attention of the big yellow bees. After retreating for over ten meters, he was about to stand up and run away when, unexpectedly, a light "crack" sound occurred, and he accidentally broke off a withered branch as thick as his thumb.

  "Not good!" Yang Ling was greatly shocked, he raised his head to take a look, and saw a huge yellow hornet the size of a swallow flying towards him like a gust of wind, its sharp teeth clearly visible.

  No place to die and be buried?

  As he watched the increasingly approaching yellow hornet, Yang Ling was drenched in cold sweat. Even the thick-skinned and powerful rhinoceros couldnt be its match, let alone himself. Unable to fight back and unable to escape, what could he do?

  At the moment of life and death, Yang Ling suddenly remembered the mysterious sacrificial movements in his dream. He bit his index finger and pressed it firmly on the head of the incoming giant wasp. In an instant, a silver light burst out from the wasps body, revealing mysterious symbols that then settled obediently on Yang Lings arm.

  Although only a drop of fresh blood was shed, Yang Ling felt that his entire bodys vital energy seemed to be drained instantly, exhausted and dizzy. At the same time, with a scorching sensation penetrating his body, the tower-shaped mark on his forehead burned, and suddenly there was an unfamiliar memory in his mind.

  In a daze, Yang Ling felt that he had arrived in a mysterious space. In front of a towering giant tower, the mutated big yellow bees were flying up and down happily, and after seeing their own shadow, they flew over excitedly.

  Above the gate of the giant tower, two ancient characters "Wu Ta" were carved with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. The tower was carved with various patterns. There were mysterious sacrifices, ferocious beasts, all vividly depicted. Especially at the top, several five-clawed golden dragons with their teeth and claws outstretched, seemed to be about to pounce, and even faintly heard their thunderous roar.

  Out of curiosity, Yang Ling gently pushed open the large gate of the Jade Tower. Behind him, a domesticated big yellow bee excitedly followed in. After the gate, there was a thick fog, and vaguely visible was a square stone monument as tall as a person, with dense ancient Chinese characters carved on it like tadpoles.

  "Primordial Witch Tower, obtaining the creation of heaven and earth, seizing the essence of the sun and moon....." Yang Ling strained to recognize the ancient characters on the pagoda, "Primordial Witchcraft, using refined blood as a guide, seizing souls and refining spirits....."

  At that time, in order to chase a Chinese departments campus belle, he recited countless ancient poems and incidentally got familiar with many crooked and twisted ancient Chinese characters. Who would have thought they would come in handy now?

  In front of the obelisk was an explanatory text, followed by a mysterious incantation, and finally a series of bizarre bas-reliefs. At first glance, Yang Ling felt a sense of déjà vu, as if it resembled the movements he had made in his dream to tame the fierce beast during the ritual sacrifice.

  After carefully identifying for half a day, Yang Ling roughly understood what was going on. It turned out that the Fang Jian Bei recorded a mysterious witchcraft, divided into seven realms: Blood Witch, Spirit Witch, Earth Witch, Heaven Witch, God Witch, Soul Witch and Witch God. The deeper the witch power, the faster the speed of taming wild beasts, and the higher the number and level of wild beasts that can be tamed. After successful cultivation, not only can various ferocious beasts be tamed, but their energy can also be absorbed and their souls refined, and even like in a dream, sacrifices can be made to summon wind and rain.

  After a moment of contemplation, Yang Ling realized that after obtaining the Witchs Tower, he had inadvertently become an apprentice blood witch. Although it was as far away from becoming a powerful witch god as heaven and earth, he had at least crossed the threshold of practicing witchcraft. Not only did he narrowly escape disaster, but also inexplicably used fresh blood to tame a mutated giant hornet that resembled a locust.