"It's ......."

Evil looked at the sword floating in front of him in horror and moved back.

Could it be that this seductive demon is the crescent sword soul?

There is not much time left, the young man does not want to delay, the concealment image arranged by Luan Niao is about to fade, and the fierce mountain will soon descend on Duanyang Village.

Relying on the natural characteristics of the bird, the boy placed a hidden candle next to the altar in advance, and during the burning of the hidden candle, the villagers' impression of time would be stagnant.

The candle can last for a quarter of an hour, and when the candle is extinguished, the villagers will officially hold a sacrifice to the gods.

"What have you honed in ten years?"

"What you are about to face is not the fog, but the Hanjun, the demon king, recorded on this stone statue. ”

"Han Jun?" said Evil Ao, blankly.

"Similar soul control techniques are not uncommon among demon spirits, as long as the culprit is solved, the villagers of Duanyang Village will be fine, at most, they will look sluggish for a while, and they will not get in the way. The boy looked up and said.

It's hard not to be upset.

Evil suddenly woke up.

This is not the time to talk about the love of children, which is related to the safety of the villagers and Xiaobai.

What is the desire?

Isn't it just to protect the village.

How can it be so difficult to do so simply?

it!

With a scolding scolding, Evil Ao raised his head and looked in the direction of the altar, and then put his gaze back on the crescent sword.

Reach out and grasp the hilt of the sword.

"Then ......"

"Kill!"

As a veteran charmer, Evil has also encountered a similar situation, as long as the demons that control people's hearts are removed, everyone will be safe and sound.

There is nothing more chaotic than this.

The young man smiled slightly, as if in approval, and with a wave of his hand, he typed a message into Evil's mind out of thin air.

Evil Yi trembled suddenly, stunned, and then smiled bitterly and thanked the young man.

I see.

This truth...... It's cruel.

After holding the crescent sword, the feeling of weakness quietly dissipated.

Raising his head, there was no longer a teenager in the shadows.

Evil was no longer nostalgic, sliced through the wooden door, and galloped towards the altar with his sword.

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The stone monument originally used to record Bai Ze's vigilance in Duanyang Village has long since disappeared, and there is only a majestic statue carved from the fierce mountain stone.

The altar used for the sacrifice was built around this statue.

There is a river in Duanyang Village, and most of the time the villagers will go fishing here, and as for washing clothes, they naturally have to go outside the village. The river is located on the north side of the altar, and on the other side is the residence of the village chief's mother-in-law and the deceased village chief.

Before he left the village, the village chief decided to use the open space south of the altar as a base for building a new house when he married. A year ago, a fire broke out in the clearing for some reason, and all the weeds were burned away overnight, leaving only pitch black, and even the weeds that regrew were purple.

As far as the eye can see, the gravel and discarded wood can be seen everywhere in the west of the altar, and the remnants of the text on it can be vaguely seen, thinking that these were used to worship Bai Ze before, and now they are thrown aside by the villagers of Duanyang Village like garbage, disorganized, and I don't know what kind of mood Bai Ze feels when he sees it.

To the east, there is a forest of yellow wattles, and the villagers cannot go out to cut down trees, so they have to plant this kind of tree in the village that can make a fire. The fruit of the yellow vitex is also called the golden seed, and the villagers will take its fruit to boil medicine when they have occasional wind chills and cough.

The man's robe of the statue was covered with rough animal patterns, and his handsome face was solemn and solemn.

There is a line of small characters engraved under the stele:

Hanjun, the god of people's livelihood.

The villagers are in awe of Hanjun, which does not mean that the divine beasts should also be like this.

The genus of demons is not comparable to it.

Luan Niao relieved his hand on the head of the stone statue slightly, and then hid inside the hollow of the statue to guard the hidden candle.

Hidden candles, also known as one-inch candles, are hidden from the sky, and if they can be used for a long time, they are strange.

Why hasn't Bai Li come yet, something has happened?

Seeing that there was not much of the hidden candle left, Luan Niao was worried.

When the hidden candle is extinguished, the villagers of Duanyang Village will rush to the altar one after another, which is what Bai Li specially explained to himself.

The lord of the fierce mountain does not like bluegrass, and the bluegrass originally planted around the altar has long been burned by the villagers.

Come on, when Hanjun comes, I'm afraid I'm going to devour me together.

Luan Niao was extremely frightened, but he didn't dare to run out, so he had to pray that the boy would return quickly.

The evening breeze blows outside the stone statue, and the inside of the stone statue suddenly darkens.

Oops, the hidden candle is out.

Before the bird could do anything, it heard the sound of noisy footsteps outside

"Place this beast in front of the altar, and when the sacrifice comes, Lord Hanjun will take care of it himself. Someone said.

"What about the evil one?" the person who spoke was a little familiar, and only when the other party approached the stone statue did he remember who it was.

Tassels

Isn't this the young woman who turned around and fled at the entrance of the village?

"Don't worry about it, after all, it's also our children from Duanyang Village, and then you have to patiently persuade it to believe in Hanjun together. ”

"Yes, Granny Chief. Xiaoying agreed.

On the back of the statue is an altar for sacrificing living creatures, and most of them are usually made of pigs and sheep.

"Han Jun said that Bai Ze wants to live, you must take good care of it, neither intentionally hurt it, nor let it escape. The village chief's mother-in-law in Xiaoying's mouth said out loud.

"Yes. ”

Just as Luan Niao was considering whether to pretend to be a stone statue to take Bai Ze away, a young man's voice came from the bottom of his heart:

"Get out of here first, Bai Ze will be fine for the time being. Hanjun will be there soon, and if you really want to fight with it then, I won't be able to take care of you. ”

Even teenagers find it tricky?

The bird flew out of the shadow and hurriedly turned its head to look around, for fear of being discovered by the villagers.

Fortunately, Yu Hanjun, a villager in Duanyang Village, is very pious, and he will not look up at the statue when he talks.

God shall not look directly.

Luan Niao breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Thinking that it is a dignified bird, it has fallen into such a field, it is really unladylike.

The boy landed on the roof, from which the altar could be seen.

A white dress moved with the wind, and the purple-black light points disappeared between the ups and downs.

The boy raised his left hand, and a dark golden flame erupted.

The flames then split into four parts and vanished along the ground.

"And another?" the boy whispered, sitting cross-legged on the roof.

As if sensing the impending danger, the boy shook his head when he saw the bird flying towards him.

With a wave of his left hand again, not far away, the bird was immersed in ink, blending into the night.

"Wait for the opportunity to save Bai Ze out, hide it with it, and wait for me to call you." The boy said in his heart.

Seeing that Luan Niao had changed direction, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

Above the roof, the white clothes are not there.

The sky was getting darker and darker, as if someone had smeared a thick layer of black fog on the zenith.

A cold light flashed in the shadows.

The candlelight disappeared in the black fog, and only darkness and silence accompanied it.

The time has come

If it weren't for the young man's act of concealing the time with a hidden candle, the time for the villagers of Duanyang Village to arrive at the altar would have been shortened by an hour.

The luan bird that was cast the technique of melting the scenery was hiding in the shadow of the little tassel at this time.

In the dim candlelight, even the boy did not notice that Luan Niao was hiding here.

Luan Niao himself didn't dare to get too close to the stone statue, he was really going to be discovered by Han Jun, and he was afraid that he would also accompany Bai Ze in the Hades Palace.

The villagers of Duanyang Village must touch the stone statue when worshipping, and the area around the altar is too empty, so they really have to hide in the bushes, not to mention whether they will be discovered, and Luan Niao cannot guarantee whether he can save Bai Ze before Han Jun can do it.

Hey, the master's brain is still quite bright.

Luan Niao couldn't help but praise herself, and when she saw that Xiaoying was leaving, she hurriedly followed her footsteps.

It is her shadow.

The bird raised its head and looked around, and it noticed something extremely strange.

Prior to this, Luan Niao had learned from the boy that the human beings here had been polluted by Hanjun's faith, and he sighed for a long time.

Whoever they believe in, the villagers have reacted to it.

While tending to the hidden candle, Luan Niao had heard that there were people communicating outside the stone statue.

But now, except for the village chief's mother-in-law and a few relatively unfamiliar young villagers, everyone is silent.

His expression was numb, his pupils were slightly open, and even if someone asked, he could only nod his head in agreement.

This is Gu magic!

Luan Niao took a deep breath and forced the uneasiness in his heart.

I don't know if Bai Li has this news, if he really wants to wait for the fight, he must be careful of this Gu control technique.

Luan Niao was extremely worried in his heart, if something really happened to the young man, it would be too sinful.

He touched the feather on the back of his head with reluctance, and if he couldn't do it, he asked the young sister to go out.

When the luanniao wandered, Duanyang Murano began their worship to the gods.

Fortunately, Xiaoying's position has not changed, otherwise Luanniao's figure will be exposed to everyone's field of vision.

The village chief's mother-in-law walked to the stone statue as the chief priest, looked pious, handed over the crutches in her hand to the "left attendant", and slowly knelt down with the support of the "right attendant".

The fans of Duanyang Village were lined up, and Xiao Ying stood at the end of the first row, kneeling towards the stone statue with the others.

In front of the stone statue, the sacrificial shochu is lined up side by side, and two pots of shochu are placed on both sides.

The aroma made the bird not far away couldn't help but swallow saliva.

If it weren't for the crisis, the bird would have pounced and eaten it violently.

After the left and right attendants knelt down together, the village chief's mother-in-law was dressed in a purple and black robe, with a solemn expression, and worshiped loudly:

alack

Benefit the people and immortals, and universalize all sentient beings. Whatever all the people ask, the heavens will fulfill.

The world is forbidden, the heavenly court is closed, the Lethe River is Fengdu, and the mountains and peaks are auspicious.

The evil animal Bai Ze, even if he is not straight, disobeys the way of heaven, and slaughters the four seas.

Destroying the living beings and enslaving all things, the emperor was displeased, and sent the king to govern.

On the fifth day of the first month, the sky did not live up to the people, imprisoned in the barbarians, and dedicated to the king of Han.

Ji Jun dealt with it, to help the people, to comply with the mandate of heaven, to care for Duanyang.

God knows it, bow down to the light!

Before the village chief's mother-in-law could continue to salute the gods, flames rose from around the altar.

"Zizizi, zila!"

A scalp-numbing wail sounded in Luanniao's ears again.

This altar is surrounded by countless souls!

They are waiting for an opportunity to lurk, and when Han Jun gets Bai Ze, they will rush to the altar to enjoy this sumptuous dinner.

Cruel, horrific.

In the wail of the unjust soul, Luan Niao endured the discomfort and stared at the little white dog in front of the stone statue.

The boy has shot!

And it wants to take advantage of the chaos to take Bai Ze out of the altar.

The villagers of Duanyang Village looked numb at the dark golden flames around them, and even if they burned their houses, they would not stop them.

The ceremony will continue.

Worst!

Seeing that everyone was unmoved, Luan Niao no longer hidden, and rushed to the place where the stone statue was.

Bai Ze was stunned by the villagers' seemingly being somehow tricked, and he couldn't take the initiative to respond to him, so he had to take him away in his original form.

The moon is crowned, the stars are feathers, the black ink is fading, and the moon is white.

The long tail swayed lightly, and the bird disappeared.

In front of the stone statue, the candle flame used for sacrifice shook suddenly, and the little white dog was swallowed up by the sudden moon white.

"Plop!"

When Bai Ze was taken away, the village chief's mother-in-law suddenly leaned forward, and fell to the ground unconscious.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Beginning with this, everyone fainted to the ground.

Inside the altar, there is silence and tranquility.

Beyond the altar, it was lively and noisy.