"Is everything arranged?" Wu Jincheng's father's voice came from outside. Liu Xiaoxiao just wanted to look at Wu Jincheng seriously at the moment, and didn't seem to care about anything else. "Shall we go out and have a look?" Yan Tong pulled at Lafosheng's clothes and asked in a low voice. "It's fine." Fosheng looked at Liu Xiaoxiao, who was fascinated, and reminded loudly: "What you remember, he doesn't remember anymore." After speaking, he took Yan Tong and walked outside. What do you mean by that? Yan Tong was a little puzzled. Xiao Xiao can understand. Buddha Sheng didn't explain, just said this. The street at the entrance of Wu's house, I don't know when, was already full of banquets. "Wow, there are so many delicious foods, and this wine looks good." When Yan Tong saw the food, he couldn't help it. "It's all fake." Buddha Sheng flicked Yan Tong's head. Yan Tong touched it painfully, and pouted, "I can't eat it, I can't see it." Buddha Sheng looked at the busy group of people and couldn't bear it: "This is their last meeting." "What last party?" Yan Tong was still salivating over those delicious foods and wines. "You forgot, today is the day of their extermination." The Buddha reminded him loudly. Yan Tong suddenly lost his covetous mood. Yan Tong wanted to say something, but his heart was so panicked that he couldn't say anything.

"Patriarch, it's almost ready." A thin man said to Wu Jincheng's father. "Go and call everybody." Wu Jincheng's father nodded and commanded. After a while, people from all over the world came. "Everyone, take your seats." Wu Jincheng's father said politely. After everyone was seated, Wu Jincheng's father picked up a glass of wine: "Everyone, I, Wu someone, thank you very much for coming to this party today, today, everyone is full of food and drink, and you can't go home if you don't get drunk!" After speaking, Wu Jincheng's father drank all the wine in the cup. And all the people raised their glasses and drank them all. "Today, I specially opened the altar and released a grey dog, everyone drink to their heart's content!" For the blood-eating people, the blood of dogs is the cleanest blood, and the status of dogs in their clan is also very high. If a blood-eater is seriously injured, he can be cured with just a small bowl of dog blood. Usually, they all worship dogs as civet dogs, and they are good to raise. Today, Wu Jincheng's father opened the altar and drained the blood of a spirit dog, just to let these martyrs die without regrets.

Everyone looked at the small bowl of dog blood in front of them, and they all secretly touched their tears. Wu Jincheng's father put it should be his favorite spirit dog. "Do they just drink it like that?" Yan Tong looked at the bowls of dog blood, although he couldn't smell it, he could also feel the smell of blood. "Although they also eat human food, their favorite thing is the blood of various animals." Buddha explained. "That's bloody." Yan Tong's face wrinkled. Buddha Sheng shook his head: "Generally, they drink animal blood, and they will not dry it out, as long as a small bowl, it can last for a long time." Yan Tong was puzzled: "Won't let it go?" That is, animals don't die, right? Buddha Sheng nodded: "Yes, not only will it not die, but it will also be good for the animal's body." Yan Tong nodded: "I kind of want to donate blood in the human world." Buddha Sheng nodded: "Yes, regularly giving the animals a little blood can not only provide their daily diet, but also contribute to the health of the animals." Yan Tong looked at the people who were secretly wiping their tears, and was a little curious: "Then what are they sad about?" Buddha Sheng rubbed Yan Tong's head: "Because, today, this spirit dog, whose blood has been drained, is already dead." Yan Tong's mood also became heavy. Today is the day of their annihilation, and the patriarch has let go of a grey dog, in order to drink it for everyone, what kind of despair it must be.

"Blood-eating clan, unless something big happens, they won't let go of the greyhounds easily." Buddha explained. "Does a greyhound have any special meaning?" Yan Tong was a little incomprehensible. "The greyhound is the patriarch's dog. It is a dog with a lifespan of hundreds of years. Buddha Sheng glanced at Yan Tong and explained. Hundreds of years? Yan Tong couldn't believe it. These people, looking like ordinary people, have actually lived for hundreds of years. Their life cycle is not the same as that of humans. Buddha Sheng pointed to the people in front of him. Yan Tong nodded: "I see." ”

"Don't be unhappy, let's get moving." Wu Jincheng's father wiped his tears and forced everyone to eat and drink with a smile. Everyone adjusted their emotions and drank happily. "They looked happy and sad at the same time." Yan Tong looked at the people who were laughing and making trouble in front of him, and his heart was full of thoughts. Buddha Sheng nodded: "This last gathering is actually full of despair and sadness, but these people who remain are ready to die in their hearts." Yan Tong was a little puzzled: "Why can't everyone leave the human world and go to the floating world?" Buddha Sheng thought for a moment: "If they all hide in the floating world, then the people who want to hunt them down will inevitably go to the floating world as well, and when the time comes, the dead will really be the whole clan." They stay here, and the rest of the clansmen are hiding in the floating world, at least those who are hiding, nothing will happen. Yan Tong frowned: "That Feng Yu, why did you slaughter them?" Buddha Sheng shook his head: "I have to ask Feng Yu about this, but I guess it has something to do with his plan to destroy the human world." "Destroying the human world?" Yan Tong couldn't believe it.

"Feng Yu is not an ordinary human being, he is not just a soul consumed by the fire of hell, he is a madman, from the day of his existence, his purpose is to destroy the human world." Buddha explained. "Does humanity have a grudge against him?" Yan Tong was puzzled. "I don't know, but he hates humans anyway." Buddha shrugged. "Feng Yu took these people and used their blood to make cosmetics and disrupt the economy of the human world?" Yan Tong analyzed. "I guess cosmetics are just the beginning, and he should make more out of their blood." Buddha Sheng analyzed. "This Feng Yu, can't we stop him?" When Yan Tong heard this, he felt a little sad in his heart. "Right now, you're no match for him. Moreover, his plans are always changeable, you never know what his next plan will be, and it is not easy to deal with him. Buddha shook his head helplessly. I guess Yan Mo must have encountered some kind of problem, so he will be released to deal with us. Buddha Sheng guessed. What problems will Yan Mo encounter? Yan Tong was a little puzzled. No matter what problems she encounters, we can't know, now, the most important thing is to find these clansmen, rescue them, and stop Feng Yu's plan. Buddha analyzed the current situation. Yan Tong nodded: "Yes." I don't know if these people are dead or alive now. ”

"Patriarch, do you remember that year, we went to fish in the Yangtze River in the human world together, and the river was so loud that I was dizzy." "You say, a few of us laughed for days." "Yes, I've been weak since I was a child, and it's all you who protect me, and a word of thanks is not enough to express anything, so I'll drink this glass of wine to show my gratitude to you." "As for me, there's nothing to say, but if there is an afterlife, let's be good brothers!" Several men gathered around wiped their tears and finished drinking the wine in their glasses. "There is a saying in the human world, how do you say it?" "I do not seek to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same month. Now, have we also answered this sentence? "Hahahaha~ Yes." Although several people were talking and laughing, the tears in their eyes were extremely clear.

"It's so sad." Yan Tong looked at the few people in front of him, tears flowing. Buddha Sheng hugged Yan Tong into his arms: "Silly girl, what are you crying about." When Yan Tong heard this, he buried his face in the Buddha's chest and cried: "I don't know, but I just want to cry." "Forget the tears, don't get the snot on my clothes." Buddha Sheng gently patted Yan Tong's back and comforted gently. When Yan Tong heard this, he deliberately wiped a handful of snot and rubbed it on Buddha Sheng's clothes. Buddha Sheng frowned: "Go back and help me wash my clothes." Yan Tong didn't answer, just cried blindly.