"Gathering of All Souls, what do the words "New Sacrifice" mean?"

Qing Fu looked directly at the girl with her head down, eager to ask for an answer.

"Heh, it looks like you have to ask these two words, it's nothing, but why are you asking me?" The girl's voice came out beautifully.

"Nonsense, there are other people around here?" Qing Fu's face was speechless.

"Don't worry, there will be people as you walk forward."

"White nothingness and black hypocrisy." After the girl answered the funeral, she said something inexplicable.

"Walk along the stone steps, walk two or three thousand meters and you will see people."

The burial also found something special, the girl did not speak Chinese, but she could understand it.

"The people who come here are great, sinners.

Don't stay at the old site for the new festival, go to the new meeting. ”

After the last sentence, the girl seemed to be asleep, and her whole head hung down on her shoulders. The compact brow looks tired.

"Huh." Qing Fu was still very unhappy that he didn't ask the answer he wanted, but fortunately he listened to the girl's words and continued to walk along the stone stairs.

"I suddenly found out that you seem to be an acquaintance."

Just as the funeral equipment was leaving, the girl's lukewarm voice came out again.

"Of course, it may be that I am mistaken, so I will give you something."

After the girl's voice ended, Qing Fu's hand added a book that looked quite gorgeous.

The cover of the book is made of sheepskin, and the brown cover of the sheepskin depicts the face of a large sheep's head, surrounded by six-pointed stars.

The cover of the entire book was covered with only a few images of Zhen, and there were not a few words sewn between the two horns that he did not recognize.

Qing Fu glanced at the girl, and wanted to ask her if she could open the book and take a look.

The girl seemed to know the meaning of the burial, and her exhausted head nodded, and only nodded twice, as if she could hear the crunching of bones.

Qing Fu opened the book and flipped through the tribute at random, and found that it was full of images and words that I didn't know what they meant, dense and offensive.

"Don't read it yet, the book given to you is yours, and you will have time to read it later."

"You're just saying I might be an acquaintance you know, what if I'm not?"

The burial asks a question that seems critical.

"Hahaha, that's an interesting question."

"If it weren't for you, you would have made a profit."

"No, your book is not your ...... after all"

The girl seemed to suddenly realize something, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Qing Fu hated it when others were halfway talking, so he shook the girl's body in the first two parts, and found that this person was like dead, and there was no reaction at all.

Maybe long dead.

The burial so, following the girl's words, walked a few steps down the stone stairs, and he suddenly looked back to find that the wall binding the girl and the girl had disappeared.

Qing Fu wants to see the appearance of the girl who is emphasizing the gathering first.

The stone staircase spreads one by one, surrounded by black or white walls blocking the way, and you can only go down the stone staircase step by step.

Thousands of stone staircases end up with a door.

Pushing open some modern doors with delicate handles, there is a loud noise.

When the burial turned around, he found that the door was gone, and only he still had the strange-shaped book in his hand, proving that the girl had ever existed.

Large expanses of post-modern, modern, or magical buildings appear in the sight of the Qing funeral, and those buildings vary in shape, some of crimson and some of them seem to be formed by some kind of creature, and high-rise buildings rise over the coastline not far away.

Because of the presence of this group of buildings, this enclosed space looks a lot larger.

From above, the headspace seems to be blocked by a layer of buildings, but the architectural style of the thing still looks quite strange

The space is huge, at least there is no end in sight to the burial.

Qing Fu clenched his hands.

"Crash."

Qing Fu is testing the power he had previously acquired.

Suddenly the whole world seemed to pause for a second, but nothing actually happened.

Walking on the streets, there were people dressed in different costumes, some wearing full-body armor, and some holding magic staffs and wearing long robes, which seemed to be full of middle two atmosphere.

Of course, there is also a film that is not human, this is not a person, but only visually tells the conclusion of the burial.

Some twisted trees were also in the crowd, as well as multi-purpose monsters, ten conjoined babies together.......

Qing Fu feels that he may have walked into a comic convention somewhere, of course, he may also be hallucinating, and the life of monsters and people is quite harmonious.

But people barely stopped, they all seemed to be busy with something.

Where there are people, it must be noisy.

Abusive and certain idiosyncratic words have also been coming through the air in the air.

Of course, if you look at the knowledge of burial, you should need air to pass into your brain.

Burial try to make yourself look like a newcomer. Wandering around the Samsara Paradise is starting to take place, and you need to get to know it as soon as possible.

"Hey, who are you?"

A somewhat hoarse voice came into Qing Fu's ears.

Qing Fu looked back and found that it was a man wearing a mask.

The entire body was covered by a wide robe.

"You are the so-called "Seventh, Seventh, and Seventh New Sacrifice". ”

The man asked another question hoarsely.

"I know the word "new sacrifice", but who is this guy? I asked this question inexplicably, and I didn't know how to answer it. ”

Qing Fu secretly thought about it in his heart for a while and said, "Who are you?" Is it important that I'm a "new festival"? ”

The man saw the prudence of the burial, raised his hoarse voice, laughed twice, and said, "That's what your book says."

Qing Fu took a closer look at the cover of the book in his hand, and found that the lines in the middle of the sheep's feet on it suddenly changed his understanding.

"Gift to the New Sacrifice No. 777"

Qing Fu said goodbye and asked, "Then is there anything wrong with this?" ”

"There's really nothing wrong with that, I just hope you can disguise yourself."

"Most of them here are people who sacrificed to the old people, and if you calculate it, there may be nearly a million living beings."

The man continued: "And the new festival is currently only 777 people, although there seems to be no difference between the two, but because of some rumors, the people of the old festival will still crowd out the new sacrificers, and even find a way to kill the new sacrificers. ”

"Then why are you telling me this?" Qing Fu asked this question indifferently.

"Because we're both identical."

The man took out a pocket watch from his bosom, and the silver case of the pocket watch was engraved with several large letters.

"Given to the Zero-Zero-Nine New Sacrifice."

"It seems that every new sacrifice person will have a special item of his own, and that item is the thing that he is most concerned about in life."

Qing Fu had a lot of doubts, his book was obviously given to him by the girl.

He couldn't remember the slightest memory of his life.