A tiny pocket swallowed a whole person. This bizarre scene instantly made the audience's hair stand on end.
Below the stage, the villagers cried out in alarm.
"The man... where's the man?"
"Where did he go?"
"Did the pocket really swallow him? This... this... isn't this murder?"
"How is that possible? Isn't this just an act?"
"But if it's not murder, then where did he go...?"
Before the crowd's murmurs died down, Brother Yun on stage was already holding up his shriveled leather pouch, showing it off to everyone.
He held the pouch open, facing the crowd. The villagers could see clearly that its inside was pitch-black and empty. There was clearly nothing in it.
Just as before, Brother Yun turned the leather pouch upside down, its opening facing the floor, and gave it a good smack. And just like before, nothing came out.
