That strange old woman, besides chanting sutras and prayers to him every day, would also feed him all sorts of peculiar things from time to time. There were herbs, burned talismans, but most importantly, there was this unknown type of meat.,With all his might, he tried to push the iron hook out of his own flesh.,And as his emotions grew more intense, he drew closer and closer. Hu Ma's eyes suddenly blurred, and finally, she saw clearly beneath his black robe and hat, the face that had always been obscured... The face under the hat was not a face at all.。