17- The sarcophagus of the White Devil's Blood Sacrifice
I looked up at the dazzling sun, which radiated a scorching heat source to the earth, and then at An Zhichen, who was full of happiness written all over his body, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but hook.
Even if it becomes a 1.5-meter-low smash and loses my 1.2-meter-long legs, this looks good.
I stood on tiptoe and patted An Zhichen on the shoulder, and said with an old-fashioned expression: "When you arrive in an unfamiliar environment, don't you look around?" ”
An Zhichen patted my head hard, but this time it didn't let my head sink down, "A short smash is a dwarf smash, and it's hard to pat my shoulder on tiptoe." ”
Me: "......"
Ahh!!!!!h I'm going to kill this!!!!!
I was about to step on An Zhichen's instep again, when the ground in the square suddenly shook, and I saw that there were more ghosts in the square.
The tremors came from the center of the square, and although I was now a dwarf of less than one and a half meters, I could clearly see a round platform rising from the center, and a person seemed to be standing on it.
An Zhichen narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered: "There is such a brilliant ghost in the world. ”
Me: "......" out of the dust is brilliant here!
In order to express my strong dissatisfaction, I stepped on An Zhichen's instep hard, but I didn't see this one jump.
Unwilling to be a one-meter-five short smashed by everyone, I climbed the corner of An Zhichen's clothes and climbed up.
When I saw the true face of the ghost on the round platform, "╰_╯" Isn't this Lao Tzu's face!!!!
Anyway, Lao Tzu is really handsome.
pinched An Zhichen's loin, and I leaned into his ear and said viciously: "Look at it again, and gouge out your eyes." ”
An Zhichen, who was intimidated by me, came back to his senses, and after realizing that he was intimidated by a short smash that was less than one meter five, he instantly changed to a really short mocking face, "A dwarf smash is a dwarf smash, you can't even see the things in front of you, you just pinch it, pinch it, go back to the furnace and rebuild it." ”
Me: "...... You smashing !!!! ”
Although An Zhichen said sarcastic words, he still lifted me up and put me on his shoulder, "It's a short smash, I can't even put a mouth cannon, it's really useless." ”
Me: "╰_╯"
The ghost who looks exactly like me on the round platform is wearing a white costume, looking fairy and very temperamental, but I wonder if I will fall into the pit by squatting.
The white-clothed ghost waved his hand, quieting down the somewhat noisy square, "If you have a white name, you can call me Bai Gongzi." Most of the people here should already know the rules here, but Bai still has to say it again, I hope you don't get bored. ”
The white man said politely, but no ghost in the audience dared to answer.
"This is a powerful space, and you should have noticed that your abilities will be greatly diminished here, but you can experience what it was like to be human.
I believe everyone is nostalgic.
Everyone here should be human ghosts, and there is no more. In previous years, you gathered here to experience the general feeling of human beings, to discuss the things that are in the human world, and to severely punish those demons who cause chaos in the human world. But this year, it's different. ”
The white man smiled mysteriously, deliberately pinched the topic here, and did not say any more.
Hearing this, I realized that ghosts are also divided into official and private classes like humans (⊙o⊙
The white man on the round platform stomped his feet gently, and a rectangular thing suddenly rose on the round platform, with my years of experience and extraordinary eyesight, what rose from the round platform must be a sarcophagus!
An Zhichen:"=="...... This idiot, even if he sees it, he still says it.
The white man took out a knife and cut his wrist, and blood gushed out, but his face was still like a spring breeze, and his smile was gentle, as if the wound that was bleeding was just a mosquito bite, an insignificant cut.
I shuddered, this ghost called the white man must not be as gentle as he seems, and he can be cruel to himself in order to be more ruthless to others.
The white man put the arm with blood in the middle of the sarcophagus, the blood was gurgling, and the blood lines went down the sarcophagus, and I saw the grooves on the sarcophagus, like ...... It's designed to make blood flow.
I couldn't figure out the intention of the white man, and An Zhichen also looked unclear and unclear, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the groove on the sarcophagus.
I looked around and saw that most of the ghosts in the square were staring at the grooves in the sarcophagus, and their eyes never took off their eyes.
I looked up at the sarcophagus, just in line with the white man's eyes, and the smile in his eyes was as warm as jade, but I felt like a sharp sword hanging above my head, falling at any time and place, so that I would never be reborn.
Shaking his head and sweeping away the thoughts in his mind, the white man's gaze had long since left me, half of the groove on a huge sarcophagus was blood, and the white man withdrew his arm, and his steps were a little unsteady.
A face that was already white now couldn't see a trace of other colors, and I couldn't help but be frightened.
In this place, the feeling of ghosts being able to have people is incredible, and now they can still bleed, and after they are released, they still shake like a human a few times.
I put myself in the shoes before, and I took it for granted that everything happened here, but now I didn't fall into it with the ghosts in the square...... I smelled a strong smell of conspiracy.
Twisted An Zhichen's ears fiercely, and a painful look appeared on his face, but he didn't make any movements, still looking at the sarcophagus on the round platform stupidly.
I looked at the grooves in the sarcophagus in annoyance, wondering how they had bewitched the ghosts, only to crash into a pair of deep emerald eyes.
The white man walked down the round platform and walked here at some point, a pair of emerald green eyes looked at me gently, which reminded me of my gentle mother, and my eyes closed unconsciously.
Oops! Lao Tzu has no mother!
I snapped open my eyes, dodging the white man's outstretched hand.
"Who are you?" I looked at the white man warily.
The white man withdrew his hand, and his movements were slow and orderly, like the noble son of a well-educated family, "I'm the one with the white name, doesn't the girl know?" ”
A mocking smile overflowed from my mouth, "I'm afraid the white man is not his real name, are they all under your spell?" What do you want? ”
The white man put away the gentle smile on his lips, the temperament of the whole ghost suddenly changed, and looked at me with gloomy eyes, "Knowing so much is not good for you." ”
I sneered disdainfully, "Alone, without desire." ”
The white man licked the arm that was still bleeding, and the bright red blood flowed down his graceful chin, and this guy actually bloomed with a charming smile, "In that case, then Bai will take your coffin first!" ”