The flames of the flowers burning on my body only made me feel warm, but now, they became like chains, completely restraining my body, unable to move.

The area where I am is is illuminated by the red firelight, and on the dark ground, in the strange red circle, a series of winding and strange symbols glow red, like flowing magma, slowly gathering towards my feet, and slowly converging into a pattern under my feet.

It was a huge flower, delicate and delicate, but with an extremely strange aura. Slowly taking shape under my feet.

In the darkness in the distance, a voice suddenly sounded, chanting an obscure scripture, and I listened carefully, and found that I could not understand the language at all. It's not Mandarin, it's not any dialect I've ever heard, the obscure tone has a bit of a primitive flavor in it.

I could hear more than one voice. As the scriptures were recited, more and more voices began to join in, ten, hundred, thousand, and the voices became louder and louder, until finally it was like millions of people shouting together, and my ears hurt.

I finally recognized that some of the words in the scripture seemed to be very similar to the verses recited by the godmother, but they were only similar, but the content was completely different.

As the chanting in the darkness became louder and louder, the flowers on the other side of my feet became more and more clear and vivid, and the flames around me were like snakes, slowly gathering and swimming, merging into the flower pattern on the other side.

Suddenly, I seemed to understand everything, and knew that the ultimate purpose of that strange circle was this flower on the other side, and as long as this flower was formed, my soul would absorb all the resentful souls here.

As for what will happen next, I don't know, maybe it is a corpse demon possession, or maybe it is the birth of a legendary evil god.

The flower under my feet has a total of seven petals, and as time passes, six petals have been fully formed, and seeing that the seventh petal is also about to be fully formed, my heart rises to my throat - I don't want to be eaten by ghosts, but I also don't want to be a puppet of a corpse demon or an evil god, who can save me?

Seeing that the seventh petal had already formed most of it, and even the spikes on the petals began to grow outward, a neutral man's voice suddenly sounded: "Phew! ”

The sound was so loud that it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and everything around me buzzed, and the obscure chanting in the dark space around me was interrupted, and it suddenly froze, and even the movement of the flower pattern on the other side of my feet also stopped.

After a few breaths, the voices began to speak urgently, their voices sharpening and rapid, as if there was a fire burning behind them, and they were extremely anxious.

"Whew!" It was the man's voice again, the one that had just sounded. Interrupted again.

In the darkness, an old man with white hair walked out, he walked vigorously, walked quickly to me, looked at the flower under my feet that was almost finished, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, it almost caused a catastrophe." ”

The person who came was the clan elder headed by the Ji family, his face was serious, and his eyes were blazing at me: "Ji Zang, from now on, you have to cooperate with me without distractions, only in this way, you will not be controlled by this evil art, understand?" ”

It's all come to this, what more can I say? Naturally, he nodded in agreement.

And at this moment, the chanting sound in the darkness sounded again, more rapid and harsh than the previous one, and there was a faint smell of ghosts crying wolf.

When the old man heard the voice, his face became even more solemn. Turning his head to look at me, he said, "Hold your mind, don't be robbed of your will by that voice, remember, you are a descendant of the Ji family." The descendants of the Ji family only died standing, not kneeling. ”

Listening to the old man's words, I suddenly felt a sense of pride in my heart, as if it was the courage hidden in my blood. There is no more fear and panic in my heart, there is only an infinite will to fight.

The old man glanced at me with satisfaction and nodded: "Yes, it is worthy of being a child of my Ji family." ”

After speaking, the old man stretched out his hand and jerked it out in the void. Out of nowhere, he pulled out a long knife and held it in his hand.

The long knife looked very quaint, and there were many patterns engraved on it, and those patterns were not decorative because there was no beauty. It's more like an obscure rune.

The surface of the blade is even more rusty, not rust of steel, but patina rust, which is obviously a bronze long knife.

The old man held the bronze long knife in his hand, stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the blade. As he stroked, he walked briskly around me, and sang a war song that I didn't know the language or the content of.

It was a war song, although I couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics. But I can feel the excitement contained in it, the emotion of putting life aside and about to charge and kill the enemy.

The old man walked faster and faster, and his singing became more and more passionate, and the sound soon drowned out the sound of chanting scriptures coming from the dark space. Then, he began to swing the long knife in his hand, either slashing or slashing, the bronze long knife whining through the air.

With the dancing of the old man. The patina rust on the long knife began to fade slowly, as if an old man had been rejuvenated and re-transformed into a young man, revealing his original edge.

After the war song was sung, I could no longer hear the sound of chanting the scriptures outside, only the whining of the bronze knife as it danced.

My mind was attracted by the bronze long knife, and as the long knife danced, my body couldn't help but dance with it, and I suddenly realized: I can actually move my body?! Am I already free from the shackles of the flower on the other side?

At this moment, the old man suddenly shouted: "Come on!" ”

I subconsciously stretched out my left arm. The old man raised his knife and slashed at my left arm.

The knife was like lightning, and I didn't have time to react at all, my left arm was cut off, and a sharp pain struck. I screamed in pain, but I didn't see any blood coming out.

When my arm fell to the ground, the flower mark on the other side of my feet suddenly burst into flames, enveloping my whole body.

This time, the flames were scorching. Like countless poisonous snakes gnawing at my body, the old man bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on my body, and the flame was extinguished.

There was a sharp pain in my heart, and I screamed. When I opened my eyes, I found that I was standing in the abandoned room where I first came out of Huangjialing, and Yuan Ling was lying next to me, unconscious.

There were people standing around me, all of them were extremely concerned, there was my father, there was the old man Hezheng, and the rest of the Ji family elders, the old man at the head was sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, his eyes closed, and the muscles on his face twitched from time to time, as if he was experiencing some pain.

"What, what's going on?" I felt like my nerves were going to go out of sorts, what I was going through. Is it true or not?

The old man walked out and said with a serious face: "Ji Zang, didn't you promise me to stay and cooperate with us to remove the mark of the other side flower on your arm?" How did you run out in the middle of the night? You just fell for the other party's evil law. You almost devoured your soul, why would you do that? ”

"I ......," I didn't know how to answer, and turned my gaze to my father in the crowd, but my father also looked anxious and serious, and did not look half distracted.

The old man Hezheng didn't notice this, and continued to hate iron and steel: "If it weren't for Ji Ling's can't sleep at night, he just ran out to see you, and ran back to call everyone to come, and the great elder ignored the danger and went into the depths of your consciousness to fight with the other party, your soul would have been occupied by the other party by now." ”

This, what's going on?

But didn't I flee from Huangjialing at midnight as my father had ordered? Is my father trying to harm me? Or is he not my father at all, what kind of monster is it?

I looked at my father again, trying to get an answer from his face.

This time, my father finally noticed the abnormality: "Ji Zang, what's wrong?" If you have anything to say, just say it. ”

"Didn't you tell me to run away at twelve o'clock at night?"

"What?!" The father was shocked.

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