After being entangled in that thing, I was shocked.

I opened my mouth to shout, but at that moment, a huge force suddenly came from my feet. Immediately after, I felt empty under my feet, and then the whole person was dragged into the sand by the thing.

The power of that thing was so great that my weight of one hundred and forty or fifty pounds seemed to be no different from a ball of cotton in its eyes, and the whole person was like a soil mouse, dragged around by it in the sand.

How can I describe this feeling?

I don't know if you've ever played or seen paddling?

It's the kind where you grab a rope and the whole person is dragged behind the speedboat.

If you know about this extreme sport, or have really played it, then you can make up for it, the kind of heart that wants to scold my mother after you fall into the water and the boat keeps moving forward is my truest feeling at this moment.

I tried several times to get rid of the thing wrapped around my feet, but the sand was so dense that after a few attempts, I finally gave up and let the thing drag me forward like a dead dog.

I closed my eyes and mouth, held my breath, and put my hands together in front of my face as much as I could, lest I accidentally let the fine sand pour into my eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

But even so, there were still large streams of fine sand that got into my nose and ears, and I was miserable.

And just then, the thing suddenly flicked, and my head hit a wall hard.

I only felt a sharp pain coming from the back of my head, and then my heart tightened, and my eyes went black, and I didn't know anything.

I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely heard someone shouting, but I couldn't hear what was being shouted.

I slowly opened my eyes, it was pitch black all around, I couldn't see my fingers, I could only faintly hear the sound of water and the sound of several people talking.

I don't understand what they mean by speaking not Mandarin, but they don't seem to notice my presence.

"What kind of place is this? What are they talking about? I thought to myself. Am I dragged here by that thing? ”

I slowly raised my hand, trying to feel my surroundings.

But as soon as I moved slightly, my head suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if it was about to explode.

I took a long breath and spit it out after a long time, gritting my teeth and patting my head with my hand, hoping that this would relieve my headache a little, but after several attempts, it still didn't help.

I sighed helplessly, gritted my teeth and stretched out my hand to test my surroundings again, when suddenly, a little light suddenly lit up more than ten meters in front of me.

The light, the light emitted by the torches, beats and flickers.

This point is lit up, followed by the second point, the third point...... Points 7 and 8......

In an instant, dozens of torches illuminated everything around them clearly.

What surprised me even more was that I was standing around an altar with a group of strangers for some reason.

It's just a sunken altar, similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome, except much smaller, at most half the size of a basketball court.

Around the altar stood three huge statues, towering and majestic, looking like the four Vajra that are common in temples, but there is only one less in number.

In addition, there is a stone bed in the center of the altar, and on the stone bed lies a young woman dressed in white sand with a red cloth covering her face, the white sand is very thin, clinging to her skin, and her body is delicately graceful. The red cloth was very thick, blocking the woman's appearance tightly.

The woman lay motionless on the stone bed, looking as if she were a dead person, or if she was a dead person herself.

Beside this woman stood four extremely short men dressed in black robes and wearing white demon masks.

It's strange that although these guys look like seven or eight years old in height and physique, they don't talk and act like children at all.

I saw that each of these robed men was holding a silver knife in his hand, and he was whispering something to communicate.

Obviously, the unexplained words I had heard in the darkness came from them.

I tried to concentrate and looked towards the center of the altar, trying to get a better look at the guys.

And when I saw the masks on these guys' faces and the knives in their hands, I couldn't help but gasp, because the guy who attacked us before was wearing the same mask and using the same silver knife.

I couldn't help but be shocked, and subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but at this time, I suddenly found that my body couldn't move.

I was stunned and opened my mouth to shout, but I opened my mouth and tried several times, but in the end I only barely squeezed out a few "uh-uh-uh" sounds from my throat.

A short, thin old man standing next to me, apparently noticing my strangeness, turned his head to look at me, and muttered something to my aunt that I did not understand at all.

I frowned and wanted to turn my head to look at him, but I couldn't move anywhere in my body at this time, so I could only glance at the short and thin old man with my eyes.

The short, thin old man, seeing that I had no reaction to his words, did not say anything more, but turned his head and laid his gaze on the altar once more.

At this time, I saw a slightly taller black-robed man on the altar slowly raise his hand, and used the knife in his hand to cut the white veil covering the woman's chest little by little.

The white gauze draped very well, and when the knife slashed, the white gauze fell to both sides in an instant, revealing the white body of the woman on the stone platform.

It was a body that could be called perfect for anyone, with fair and firm skin, enough to make any woman in the world ashamed of herself; The chest is high and erect, the lower abdomen is flat and full of temptation, even the most picky man in the whole world will be crazy and fascinated by such a body.

The black-robed man who had just cut the white veil suddenly paused, and the hand holding the knife seemed to tremble slightly, and it was obvious that he was also attracted by the almost perfect body in front of him.

At this moment, a person in the crowd around the altar suddenly took a step forward.

I glanced at the man and saw that he was an old man.

I saw that the old man was short, dark-skinned, and beardless, and his wrinkled face was like a bun.

He was dressed in a navy blue robe, wore a tall, pointed hat, and had some kind of strange line painted on his face with a white paint.

The old man didn't seem to be attracted to the body of the woman on the stone bed (I guess maybe he's old and has limited abilities, you know!). He slowly took two steps forward, then opened his arms to the sky, and shouted in a loud voice: "God...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... Boom ......"

"Heavenly ...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... ......The old man shouted five times in a row, and then he listened out of breath.

But although he stopped, the people around the altar seemed to be enchanted, and began to shout these five words in a louder voice, "God...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... Boom ......"

"Heavenly ...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... Cha...... What does this mean exactly? I couldn't help but think to myself.

Although I had many doubts in my heart, my eyes never left the people in the center of the altar, and I saw that the people on the edge of the stone bed were obviously also affected by the people around them at this time, and they raised their arms one by one, and shouted incessantly: "God...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... Boom ......"

After shouting seven or eight times, the tallest black-robed man suddenly stopped speaking, and then stabbed the woman's lower abdomen with a knife.

But what makes me strange is that after the black-robed man stabbed down, not a drop of blood came out of the woman's lower abdomen, on the contrary, a faint green light came out of the wound in the woman's lower abdomen.

After seeing the green light, the people around the altar suddenly erupted into a violent cheer, and if I were to describe it, it was not much different from the feeling of the fans partying all night when the Chinese team rushed out of the World Cup in 2002.

The cheers rose louder and louder, and the remaining three black-robed men on the stage also inserted the knives in their hands into the top of the woman's head, neck, and chest one after another.

The cheers continued, and at this time, the woman's originally flawless body began to change little by little, and the originally flat and firm lower abdomen actually expanded and bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the woman's lower abdomen was already bulging like a pregnant woman in October, and what was even more strange was that not only was there still a faint green light in it, but it also seemed that something was moving.

"Heavenly ...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... ......, ...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... Cha...... Sky...... This...... Tremble...... Depend on...... Boom ......"

The people around them were still shouting frantically, as if they were the most devout believers, and they were all hands outstretched, palms facing the sky, as if waiting for some great moment to come.

A few minutes later, suddenly, a deafening bell rang from somewhere in the corner of the altar.

"Boom...... Boom Boom Boom ...... Boom ...... Boom Boom Boom ...... Boom ......"

I was startled when I heard the bell, but it wasn't because it came too suddenly, but because I had heard it before.

"Isn't this the bell that terrifies all living things? How did it end up here? What does it mean......" At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

And just as I was pondering the origin of the bell, the old man with the pointed hat suddenly walked up to the altar, carrying a black cloth bag in his right hand.

After taking the stage, the old man put the cloth bag on the stone bed, opened it and took out a turquoise baby-like skeleton from inside.

The turquoise skeleton was half-curled up, holding a fist-sized crimson bead in its arms.

"Feng Luan Zhu!" I was amazed.