Wen Jin quietly leaned against the edge of the wall, half of his head poked out of the corner, carefully observing everything in front of him.

It's as if nothing happened.

The gloomy man didn't go and returned, and the other man in black didn't show up.

It seems like...... Can you continue to observe?

As soon as the thought appeared, it was extinguished by Wen Jin. The question now is that it is not certain whether this is a trap, a trap to invite you into the urn.

Then ...... Keep waiting?

Wen Jin reluctantly said that this was the only option. Fortunately, he did not lack patience.

However, he only waited for a while, and he was a little anxious.

I don't know what the men in black are doing now, I don't know where the fate of this town will be directed, I don't know if the uncle's daughter, the mummy, is dead or alive.

After thinking about it too much, the thought lingered in Wen Jin's mind, and the single cycle began.

"Ahh Wen Jin shook his head, but he made a decision in his heart.

He moved mysteriously to the gate of the courtyard along the wall, inch by inch, inch by inch.

From time to time, Wen Jin also stopped, pricked his ears, and his five senses fully activated, catching the breeze and shadow of the man in black.

It seems that he has completely ignored my existence, Wen Jin thought silently in his heart.

However, it's also good, Wen Jin's face crawled with a self-deprecating smile, which made it easier for me to move.

So Wen Jin walked to the courtyard gate in a dignified manner, with his hands behind his back, looking left and right as he walked, pretending to be a passerby.

"You can't see me, you can't see me~" Wen Jin thought in his heart, humming in his mouth, and walked down step by step.

Walking to the courtyard gate, he leaned against the wall of the courtyard gate very chickenly, and began his journey of continuous hard observation.

At this time, the work of the two men in black had reached the final stage and was making finishing preparations.

The joker stretched out his hand suddenly, and the rapid speed produced a sonic explosion. He clenched his hands into fists, then slowly stretched out a finger to point to the ground in front of him.

"Pseudocut!" The name of a technique flowed out of his mouth like this, and it fell to the ground.

I saw that there was a light. A crimson glow erupted from his fingers, linking them to the ground. The light "swooped", like a laser, and shot into the land in the courtyard. Suddenly, a small crater was cauterized.

Immediately afterwards, the joke moved the man's fingers, and along with his fingers, was the light. And with the light came a hole in the ground. Slowly, the craters joined into ravines, and the ravines connected a pool of blood to the high platform where the mummy was.

"Alright, one is done!" The joker clapped his hands and looked at his results with satisfaction.

Immediately after he uttered these words, blood gushed out. The blood in the pool of blood flowed down the ravine to the mummy. The gushing blood was like a river, surging endlessly, forming a unique bloody texture.

Wen Jin, who was watching from a distance, felt numb in his scalp. Just looking at this casual move, it is far beyond the extent that he can resist.

"Low-key, must be low-key!" He reminded himself frantically in his mind.

At this time, the gloomy man took a breath of bloody breath with satisfaction, and said intoxicatedly: "This is it, this is the blood-colored art I want!" ”

As he spoke, he patted the joker man on the shoulder: "Good job." ”

The joker man touched his head.

"Crazy, this person is a madman," Wen Jin, who was watching from the sidelines, silently complained in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, under Wen Jin's gaze, the joker man concocted the same method, connecting the remaining four blood pools with the mummies.

Blood flowed like waves down the ravine to the mummy. Wen Jin had to admit on the side that this picture was the same as what the gloomy man said, with a sense of artistic beauty.

Wait, why did I have such an idea? It can't be subtly assimilated, right? Wen Jin shuddered violently, he didn't want to be such a pervert.

"Alright." The joker man rubbed his hands together, a smile on his face, "Complete the step!" ”

"Next, activate the formation."

With that, the joker man stretched out his five fingers and pointed to a pool of blood. Suddenly, in Wen Jin's frightened eyes, the spiritual power between heaven and earth moved.

Spiritual power turned into a spiritual storm, and the source of the storm was the fingers of the joke man. Within this square circle, all the spiritual power was swirled and sucked into his fingers, without exception.

Soon, a tide of spiritual power was held in the hand of the joke man. The tide was tumbling and spinning, writhing restlessly in the palm of the joker. Obviously, he couldn't perfectly control such a huge amount of spiritual power, which caused his body to tremble constantly, looking like he was struggling.

But...... He doesn't need to be in full control either.

The next moment, the tide of spiritual power was stimulated, roaring and rushing towards the pool of blood that the joker man was referring to. Without any contact, the spiritual power instantly merged into the blood pool, or rather, the formation in the blood pool.

Immediately after, the grand formation in the blood pool was activated.

A flash of blood appeared, and a huge pillar of blood rose from the pool of blood. The blood column is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, like an inverted funnel. And the blood is surging in the funnel.

The other end of the blood column was bent and connected to the mummy in the middle of the courtyard.

When the blood pillar first touched the mummy, it instantly ...... It seems to be activated as well.

The mummy trembled wildly on the high platform, and naturally fell to the ground, his hands that were free from the bandage were suddenly clenched and opened, and his slender and slender fingers formed claw shapes, and the hideous green tendons on his tender white hands were exposed.

Seeing that the mummy was about to wake up, the three people present had three different moods.

The gloomy man opened his arms, as if to embrace the world, blood, and mummies, and the expression on his face was hideous and intoxicated: "Sure enough, this is the art I want...... Let this art wash away the whole filthy world......"

And what about Wen Jin, who is secretly observing?

He exhaled lightly, it seemed that the mummified woman was not really dead, so good, there was still room for maneuver.

The joking man who stood on the side was full of worry, he stretched out his hand, quickly sealed, stretched out one hand, and drank in his mouth:

"Quiet!"

A red light erupted from the palm of his hand and struck the mummy's body.

For a moment, the mummy stopped trembling, and its fingers fell naturally. The sudden change from movement to stillness made Wen Jin, who was watching from the sidelines, have a strange feeling.

The joker man is still worried. He dragged the gloomy man and said to him, "Shouldn't we cast an invisibility spell?" Such a big movement, everyone in the town should have seen it. ”

The gloomy man said impatiently: "Originally, the people in this town were all sacrifices of blood sacrifices, so what do they do? ”