"Lingpo, may I ask how long it will take for Hui'er's matter to be completely resolved." It was Father Li who spoke.

"Worship with peace of mind, after the sacrifice is completed, he will naturally be fine." The voice was hoarse, like a whimpering sound from a broken bellows, and it gave goosebumps to listen to.

"Thank you."

"When the sacrifice is over, cut off the hair or nails of these two men for me."

"Yes."

Lin Qianmo kept his breathing evenly, listened to the footsteps of the conversation go away, and thought in his heart: "It turns out that she is the spirit woman, but it feels so strange and weird to me, like a human and a non-human, and him, how can he appear here?" ”

At this time, Chen Yang Shuhui opened his eyes, twisted a little, and exhaled like a land: "Qianmo, are they leaving?" ”

"Gone." Lin Qianmo woke up like a dream and quickly let go of her.

The two looked at each other, and then withdrew their gaze as if they had been electrocuted.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and Lin Qianmo spoke first: "Shuhui, judging from their conversation, it shouldn't take long for us to know why the people in the village are so weird." ”

Chen Yang Shuhui said softly, and then said, "Qianmo, that spirit woman stared at me just now, and I felt like I was being stared at by some fierce beast, it was terrifying." ”

Lin Qianmo: "She is a key part of the matter, and according to my speculation, she may have an unusual relationship with ghosts. ”

At this time, a strange sound came from somewhere, like the fluttering sound of wind chimes, and like suona, the sound was weird and very abrupt.

Soon, there was a sound of doors opening one after another on the long street.

Then there were the sound of footsteps in different steps, and the silent Shen'an Village suddenly became lively.

Lin Qianmo and Chen Yang Shuhui heard the movement and came to the bedside again to look at the situation.

I saw that on the long street, everyone was holding yellow tissue paper lanterns and walking in the same direction.

None of them spoke, their faces glazed over, their eyes sinister and a few wisps of fanaticism, and the yellow smoke wrapped around them brightened a little.

Whew-

The night breeze finally blew on the streets, and the temperature suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees.

The houses were shrouded in gloomy air, glowing with a miserable green glow in the night.

Even if the two were prepared, they were shocked by the changes in front of them.

Lin Qianmo and Chen Yang Shuhui glanced at each other, and when the last few villagers at the end of the street walked downstairs, they covered their breath, went downstairs, and quietly followed behind.

In the middle of the night, a group of villagers carrying tissue paper lanterns gathered towards the center of the village.

With his eyesight, Lin Qianmo saw that the place where they gathered turned out to be the ancestral hall in the village.

This is the only building in Shen'an Village that is not a building.

The ancestral hall covers a large area, and the houses are completely designed according to the old brick houses, with tall halls and exquisite carvings.

The villagers walked into the ancestral hall with lanterns and knelt on the ground.

Lin Qianmo glanced at it from a distance.

He found that the yin qi above the ancestral hall was far heavier than the yin qi shrouded in the long street, and it could even be said that the ancestral hall was the birthplace of yin qi.

The yin qi that shrouded the long street was emitted from the ancestral hall.

Lin Qianmo lightly lifted his true qi, hugged Chen Yang Shuhui's soft waist, jumped up silently, and landed on a roof on the left side of the ancestral hall like a bat speeding in the dark night.

Seeing the scene below the ancestral hall, Chen Yang Shuhui subconsciously held his breath.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, the yin air is heavy and the cold air is overflowing.

Lingpo stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall, facing the villagers who knelt down, and recited words in her mouth, and every time she recited a few words, the villagers who knelt on the ground kowtowed once.

Chen Yang Shuhui almost exclaimed in surprise when she saw a person kneeling in the front row by the light of the lantern.

That man's cheeks were slightly fat, he was quite tall, he was none other than the dead Li Chenghui!

A man who was obviously dead, but appeared in the ancestral hall of the village to bow down.

Chen Yang Shuhui only felt that his body was cold, and he looked at Lin Qianmo in shock.

Lin Qianmo had already been shocked, but the expression on his face was not calm at this time.

At the moment of Yin and Yang, he saw that a small number of villagers already had a thick dead qi on their bodies, and they were almost a few steps away from death, while some of them were already dead!

Every time those villagers bowed, part of the yang energy on their bodies would leave their bodies and flow into the ancestral hall, and the yin energy permeating the ancestral hall was growing step by step, and the wisps of yellow smoke wrapped around their bodies were gradually growing.

"Absorbing the sun and cultivating, the crime cannot be punished."

Lin Qianmo's eyes turned cold, and he whispered to Chen Yangshuhui: "You just hide here, no matter what you see, don't come down first, I'll solve the matter, and then call you." ”

Chen Yang Shuhui nodded lightly: "Then you be careful." ”

"Don't worry."

Lin Qianmo said a word, landed at the door of the ancestral hall, and walked in from the gate.

The spirit woman who was reciting the incantation saw Lin Qianmo who appeared at the door, her expression was stunned, and her eyes were stunned.

The villagers who knelt down noticed that something was wrong and turned back one after another.

And Lin Qianmo also saw clearly the true appearance of the things worshiped by the villagers.

The tablets of the ancestral hall were all poured to one side, and on the altar in the center, a cold black chain was coiled on it.

The black chains exuded a chilly air, deep resentment, and the surface was wet, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.

"The artifact, it's the artifact, it turns out that all the misfortunes are because of you."

Lin Qianmo looked coldly at the altar of the altar.

"Who the hell are you?" Ling Po came back to her senses, hoarsely voiced, and stared at Lin Qianmo with snake-like eyes.

"Me?"

The corners of Lin Qianmo's mouth hooked a meaningful arc, "It's the one who sent you ghosts to where you should go." ”

The ghostly light in Lingpo's eyes flashed away, she looked at Lin Qianmo, and her hoarse voice carried a strange magic: "Look at my eyes, you will obey my command, now kneel down slowly, bow reverently, you will get happiness and relief." ”

"Get out!"

Lin Qianmo scolded, a moon shadow appeared in his eyes, and his eyes shone with a fierce sword light.

Ling Po suddenly screamed, her hands tightly covered her eyes, red and black blood overflowed between her fingers, she wanted to control Lin Qianmo with her spirit, but she was injured by Lin Qianmo's strong spirit.

Lingpo let go of her right hand and pointed at Lin Qianmo, the corners of her eyes were still bleeding, but her eyes were extremely resentful, she pulled her throat and said: "He wants to destroy our sacrifice, do you still want to die in the village?" Can you bear to have your soon-to-be-completed ritual ruined, and then live in fear and fear, waiting for death? ”

"No, no, I don't want to die!"

The villagers standing at the front gritted their teeth and looked at Lin Qianmo, and the anger in their eyes had a tendency to kill.

Mother Li pulled "Li Chenghui" to stand up and said angrily: "I knew that you had bad intentions, you want my Hui'er to die, impossible!" ”

Father Li said viciously: "Kill him." ”

When he shouted, many villagers responded.

"Yes, you can't let him destroy the sacrifice and kill him! Kill him! ”

The villagers clenched their fists and rushed towards Lin Qianmo one by one.

(PS: Rest early, there's another chapter, I'm writing.) ）