Chapter 391: Mystic Ritual

Gu Yan stood at the top of the mountain, quietly watching Xiangxia, whether it was a man or a woman, they were all singing and dancing happily around the bonfire, and in the crowd, they did not see Zhu Yan and Mo Rigen.

Their faces were filled with extremely cheerful expressions, but in Gu Yan's opinion, although those expressions were cheerful, they seemed somewhat contrived, a little rigid, and an inappropriate analogy, as if they were groups of pinched clay figures, although the faces of the clay figures also showed a full smile, but they were dull and lacked change. It looks like a dead thing. This made Gu Yan's heart tremble slightly.

The bonfire in the middle burned extremely grandly, the flames rushed almost several feet high, and the sparks scattered flew like butterflies, at this moment, Gu Yan clearly saw the dead air on the faces of each of them. She suddenly had a hint of unpleasant premonition, those little children, where did they go?

She quickly took out the Zhu Yan Mirror, but in the mirror, she searched the surrounding area for dozens of miles, but found no trace of those children and Mo Rigen. Gu Yan frowned, it was impossible for them to leave the Meridian Valley, in the whole day, they didn't see anyone leave the valley, they must still be in the Meridian Valley. So, where are they?

Phantom Array, it must be Phantom Array! Gu Yan's face did not show a smile, such a phantom array, even the Zhu Yan mirror was covered, she sneered, pinched the magic with one hand, kept pointing on the Zhu Yan mirror, and the other hand quickly drew arcs in the air.

In front of her, a formation master, no matter how powerful the phantom array was, Gu Yan was absolutely confident that it would have nothing to hide!

At this time, the moon had gradually risen, and the endless Taiyin star power did not surging towards the mountain peak where Gu Yan was. Instead, they went in the other direction. Gu Yan smiled faintly, her hand suddenly grabbed in the void, as if something was pinched in her hand, and then she opened her hand, as if something in the air had been broken by her. Then the Zhu Yan mirror in his palm shone in that direction.

Suddenly, the vigorous brilliance emitted by the vermilion mirror kept surging in one direction, as if clearing the fog and seeing the blue sky again. A clear sight appeared in front of Gu Yan.

It was also a huge open space, but the scene felt a little weird, Zhu Yan and Mo Rigen were standing in front of the crowd. Behind them. There was a large group of children standing in a dense group, all with blank looks on their faces, standing there obediently, some biting their fingers, others looking left and right.

In front of Zhu Mo and the others, there was an ancient well, standing there quietly, and the mouth of the well was about one person high. It's so deep and secluded that you can't see anything. And Zhu Yan stood in front of the wellhead at this time, chanting words in his mouth. I couldn't hear what he was saying.

At this time, Mo Zhigen turned his head and looked at the children behind him. There is also his daughter's silent words in it. But there was no mildness on his face, but he said very sternly: "Take out all the things in your arms." ”

The children's faces were all dazed, and when they saw Mo Rigen's fierce look, they were immediately startled, and they took something out of their arms with some horror and held it in their hands, but they were still dazed and at a loss.

Gu Yan saw that what they were holding in their hands was an inconspicuous-looking weed. The grass had white stems, seven long leaves, and small purple flowers on them, which swayed gently in the dim night under the breeze, like a swarm of tiny fireflies flying in the air.

Mo Rigen turned around and shouted at the ancient well, "Light the lamp, light the lamp!" Then he fell to his knees and bowed down to the ground. Zhu Yan stood beside the group of children, and he said in a deep voice: "Show the lamp grass in your hands!" ”

Gu Yan's heart moved, it turned out that the kind of weed was called the lamp grass!

The children held the lamp grass in their hands and shook it gently. His face became a little pale, and it was clearly reflected in Gu Yan's mirror. And at the foot of the mountain as far as Gu Yan could see, those people were still singing and dancing. Under the reflection of the firelight, the faces of each of them can be clearly seen.

At this time, in the vermilion mirror, there was a little bit of brilliance like fireflies, and the lamp grass in the hands of the children, under their gentle shaking, the end of the front end, actually flashed a little bit of brilliance, just like a fire fold, spontaneously combusted in the wind. And Mo Rigen knelt in front of the ancient well, chanting words in his mouth, not knowing what he was saying. Under his prayers, the lamp grass in the hands of the children swayed gently in the wind, and the little fireflies on the grass automatically began to fly, and countless sparks were scattered in the air, as if there were really countless fireflies flying in the sky.

Slowly, these fireflies began to gather, gathered into a strong beam, and slowly threw themselves into the wellhead. But Gu Yan was surprised to find that when countless sparks were projected into it, the wellhead was still dark and bottomless, as if there was an invisible black hole inside, no matter how many flames flew in, it would be ruthlessly devoured.

At this moment, Morrigan stood up, his hands waving in the air, muttering something in his mouth, as if he were chanting an ancient song, as if he were performing a mysterious ritual. His strange movements were mixed with the singing, which seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made people involuntarily feel confused, although Gu Yan had a powerful divine thought, but when she saw Mo Rigen, she still had a sense of confusion in an instant, and she was more and more sure that there must be something wrong with this person, he was definitely not an ordinary mortal!

The children standing beside Zhu Yan were a little scared at this time, Gu Yan could clearly see that Mo Yan kept twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands, she pouted, looked left and right with some fear, and whispered in her mouth: "I don't want to ......" The footsteps moved towards the back very slowly.

While Mo Rigen kept chanting, on the flat ground in the valley, the people who danced around the bonfire together, their movements became faster and faster, and the bonfire, which was already several feet high, was even brighter at this time, and a personal figure was actually reflected in the firelight, and Mo Rigen suddenly said in a very high voice: "Aida! ”

He pronounced this word, and the firelight suddenly revealed the head of a person, which was one of the men who were singing and dancing, and then the man happened to turn to the middle of the flames, he turned his head and showed a very strange smile to everyone, and then he rushed forward without hesitation, and threw himself straight into the flames, only a wisp of green smoke came out, and then his whole body was turned into ashes in the flames.

In the face of such a terrifying scene, those who surrounded the bonfire, there was not the slightest strange color on their faces, they were still doing their own movements, singing, dancing, and constantly spinning around the flames, and their faces were still that stiff and unchanging smile, compared to the strange behavior of the man who raised himself into the fire just now, which made people feel creepy.

Gu Yan's face sank like water, standing there expressionlessly, watching quietly, with Mo Rigen's incessant chanting, one person after another kept throwing themselves into the fire, and there seemed to be a strange connection between these two scenes. Although one was right in front of Gu Yan's eyes, the other was far away.

At this time, the fireflies hovering at the mouth of the well also began to become more and more powerful. Then there was a cyan mist floating at the mouth of the well, intertwined with those sparks, and then a strange figure was formed, and other book friends looked at it normally:. Slowly condense before the wellhead.

It was a woman dressed in white, her head full of green silk hanging low, almost all of which fell into the mouth of the well, and she gently combed her long hair with her fingers, as if she was washing in the invisible well water. At this moment, Mo Rigen and Zhu Yan both held their breath, and they watched intently, until the woman finished combing her long hair, turned her head slightly, and showed a poignant smile on her white and bloodless face.

Seeing that face, Gu Yan couldn't help but take a breath, the face on that face actually looked exactly the same as Xiao Mo Yan standing in the middle of that group of children!

The group of children had apparently noticed this, and they were standing there, biting their fingers, or inhaling breathlessly, their faces full of surprise, looking at the little silent words who were hiding in the crowd, slowly moving backwards.

Zhu Yan didn't expect it to be like this, he was stunned for a moment, at this time Mo Rigen had already flown over, he grabbed Mo Yan's arm, with an undisguised look of ecstasy on his face, and Mo Yan shouted in fear at this time, "Daddy, Daddy!" ”

Her big eyes, which were originally as clear as water, were full of horror at this time, and her immature face almost distorted with fear, "Daddy, I don't want to go there!" ”

Mo Rigen laughed loudly, his face was full of hideous looks, and he pinched Mo Yan's arm tightly with his hand, as if he had seen some treasure, for fear that he would run away as soon as he let go. He laughed loudly: "Lao Zhu, we finally found a hundred-year-old spirit child in zuihou, it turns out that she is here!" ”

Zhu Yan was also very surprised, but there was also a hint of amazement, seeing Mo Yan constantly struggling his arms, shouting at him: "Grandpa, grandpa!" He looked away, revealing a deep sense of determination. Then he suddenly pursed his mouth and blew lightly into the air, and then the extremely grand bonfire in front of Gu Yan was extinguished with a "puff".

As the bonfire went out, those who danced around the bonfire seemed to have lost the support of their lives, and they fell one after another, falling to the ground in all directions, giving people the feeling of lifeless tree stumps. (To be continued)