Duskapos;s boundary

Instinctively, I wanted to move, but my shoulders felt both heavy and painful.,For six or seven days, every night, an old woman would sit in front of me, silently reciting scriptures and incantations, waving strange talismans. Sometimes she would even subject me to cruel torture, pain like being scalded with boiling oil, peeling my skin off. Then she would feed me some strange meat and medicinal soup.,He pressed down on his excitement and said slowly, "You…"。