The fighters in the Fangcun Town Police Station have been preparing and set off on time at six o'clock in the morning. After the lunar eclipse occurred in the second quarter of the night in the middle of the night, Zhu Hongyuan decided to lead the special team to act in advance to support Longyang.

Long Yang was still lying in ambush near the village, vigilant and ready to fight. Tonight, Long Yang had a premonition that something big would happen, and the black-robed man and those walking corpses would definitely appear. In the first half of the night, there was only the sound of wind blowing and grass around the village, and there was no one waiting for the expected. When a waning moon appeared in the east of the night sky, followed by a lunar eclipse, Long Yang sensed that danger was approaching.

"Long Yang, pay attention!" The dog baby is a ghost, and his feelings for the soul are even stronger, and he also finds that there is danger, and immediately alerts Long Yang.

Long Yang didn't speak, nodded secretly, and pointed in the direction of the back of the village. Behind the village is the cemetery, and the feeling of Longyang comes from there. I remember that before Long Yang rescued the scouts at the back of the village, the black-robed man appeared there. He stepped on the grave, and the villagers bowed their heads to worship. It seems to be worship, and it is like a ritual of sacrifice, which is still uncertain.

Long Yang made a gesture to the dog baby, and the dog baby immediately understood, and approached the back of the village with Long Yang. Their previous search focused on the cemetery behind the village, and they didn't find anything out of the ordinary. At this time, the feeling of danger came from there, and Long Yang was very puzzled in his heart, and leaned over to verify the thoughts in his heart.

When Long Yang leaned over, he suddenly heard a person shouting loudly. Yes, it's screaming loudly, almost crazy! "Sons of the Holy Lord! Come out quickly! Come out! ”

It's a black-robed man! He stood in front of the grave in the village, facing the eastern sky, looking up at the blood-red moon. At this time, the lunar eclipse is completed, and the moon turns from bright to dark, secretly red, and gradually turns blood red.

Vaguely, Long Yang saw a hand stretched out from the grave in front of the black-robed man, followed by the other hand, and then a human head appeared, and a person crawled out of the tomb. Also, there were others who crawled out of other graves. No wonder they couldn't be found in the past few days, it turned out that they were hiding in the graves in the village, and they didn't come out until the black-robed man called them.

One after another, like demons in hell, appeared on earth. Long Yang counted them, a total of sixteen, plus the one that was broken by himself, a total of seventeen. A total of seventeen villagers in the village of Fangcun Town died inexplicably, which happened to be opposite. It's all here! They had come from various villages, gathered in secret and hid here, in order to summon the black-robed man at this moment.

"More than ten people, how to fix it?" Seeing the current situation, the dog baby couldn't help but worry about Longyang.

"Shhhh Long Yang continued to look at the black-robed man in front of the tomb, paying attention to his next move. They must have gathered here at this time, and there must be a secret that cannot be revealed.

Sixteen walking corpses, also sixteen death stand-ins, came to the black-robed man and bowed down to the blood-red moon in the sky. At this time, the black-robed man's mouth was full of words, and he said something quickly. Long Yang heard some, but he didn't hear all of them, like a spell, obscure.

When the black-robed man finished reading, he himself went into the sixteen and became a part of them.

Why? Could it be that this kind of ceremony requires seventeen people, and the black-robed man takes one place? Long Yang observed the movements of the black-robed man while thinking about the intention.

I saw seventeen people bowing down to the red moon together, and their bodies gradually emitted blood-red light, like seventeen clusters of red blood boiling, connecting into one piece, outlining a figure of the last quarter moon.

"What is this going on?" The dog baby was dumbfounded, and asked Long Yang beside her in confusion.

"It's supposed to be an act of sacrifice, but I don't know what their purpose is?" Long Yang shook his head, his eyes resting on the blood moon pattern on the ground. It is in the same shape as a lunar eclipse in the sky, and the two correspond to each other.

No wonder they can't be found these days, they just wait for this moment. No wonder they are hiding, they can no longer have losses. Without one, the black-robed man could still be on top, and without two, their sacrificial rituals could not continue.

What is the purpose of this ritual? It was so important that the black-robed man could take over a position in person, regardless of his identity and danger.

As the sacrificial act continued, Long Yang heard a noisy sound of footsteps. The support team is coming? If so, it would be too timely. Long Yang quietly looked in the direction where the footsteps came from, which was the direction of the village.

Yes! It was the villagers, the villagers who had become the living dead, and they opened their eyes and walked towards the cemetery.

Aren't they at home in the village?! Didn't they become the living dead?!

They lost their souls, lost consciousness, and only faint breathing indicated that they still had vital signs. Long Yang was going to rescue the black-robed people after he finished dealing with them, and now they actually came to the cemetery behind the village.

Though their eyes were open, they were blind, and their behavior was sluggish, and one by one, they walked towards the graveyard.

Red Silk Thread! Long Yang saw that the red silk threads on the villagers' bodies were glowing, blood-red, wrapped around their bodies. As the villagers approached the seventeen-man Blood Moon figure, they gathered around and knelt around in turn.

At this point, a thread floats up from each person's body and is attached to the figure. When the thread came into contact with the figure, everyone's body trembled incessantly, as if they were deprived of something. And the blood color on the blood moon figure is thicker, and the blood red light is brighter.

Not good! Long Yang suddenly thought of something.

He rushed out of his hideout and headed straight for the Blood Moon pattern, where he wanted to interrupt the sacrificial ritual and save the lives of the villagers.

As Long Yang approached the shape, the moon emitted an even more dazzling blood-red light, blocking Long Yang's progress. This is not only a pattern, a ritual, but also a formation. It was able to stop Long Yang's tangible body with invisible light, preventing it from interrupting its continuation.

Long Yang withstood the pressure, gritted his teeth and walked forward, his body seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and it was difficult to move. Seeing that there was still one last step away, Long Yang could enter the range of the sacrifice and disrupt their movements.

One more step! Beads of sweat appeared on Long Yang's forehead, his body trembled, and his right foot was raised, but he could not fall.

"Buzz!" The blood-red light was flourishing, and Long Yang's body flew upside down and fell into the distance.

"Poof!" Long Yang spat out a mouthful of blood. Despite his injuries, he immediately got up and rushed forward again. Long Yang knew in his heart that the sooner this ritual was broken, the safer the villagers would be.

Judging from the current situation, this is by no means a simple matter, not only are the villagers of this village controlled to participate in the sacrifice, but also the villagers of other villages are constantly coming. If it is not allowed to stop, these villagers will die in vain without realizing it.

A few days ago, Long Yang went to many nearby villages to investigate, and in villages where there were dead people, the villagers had become living dead with blood-red threads. These silk threads should have two functions, one is to hook the soul and make the villagers become the living dead, and the other is to take the soul and become a sacrifice during sacrifice.

"I don't believe it!" Long Yang once again rushed into the blood-red light. "Ahh Long Yang was bounced off again, and this time he fell even worse, almost breaking his muscles and bones.

"I'll help you." When the dog baby saw Long Yang's situation, she immediately shouted.

"Okay." Long Yang nodded to the dog baby in thanks. "Slow!" Long Yang turned to stop the dog's actions. He thought of one of the main points of the ritual, and at the same time a weakness, the black-robed man sitting in the center of the moon figure. He is a living person, not like these walking corpses, he is in the center of the formation and the breakthrough of the attack.

These were the thoughts between Long Yang's thoughts, but in an instant.

"Dog, send me into the middle of the formation." Long Yang shouted to the dog.

"No problem!" When the dog baby heard this, she immediately flew to Long Yang's side, took Long Yang's body, and flew above the moon pattern. "Be careful!" After the dog baby finished speaking, she immediately let go.

Long Yang's feet went up and down, falling straight down from above, and the target was the black-robed man in the middle. Long Yang stood with one hand and struck at the top of the black-robed man's head. And the black-robed man was so obsessed with the sacrificial ceremony that he didn't seem to be aware of Long Yang's arrival. It wasn't until Long Yang's palm was close that he woke up, and hurriedly greeted him with both hands, taking Long Yang's attack. He withdrew from the ceremony, which was interrupted and the blood-red glow flickered.

If the black-robed people were the same as those walking corpses, he would not care about Long Yang's attack, and he would not take the initiative to withdraw from the ceremony, at least Long Yang would not easily break this ritual or formation. It was just when Long Yang thought of this just now that he started from the black-robed man and asked him to take the initiative to evacuate the sacrificial ceremony and destroy his entire plan.

When the blood-red light was extinguished, the entire worship ritual stopped, and the surrounding villagers fell to the ground one after another, falling into their previous state again. But their condition has deteriorated, their faces are pale, and their bodies have lost a lot of vitality.

This is the consequence of the sacrifice, they give the life of their bodies, a part of their lives.

The black-robed man woke up from his panic, and he saw a young man standing in front of him, and it was he who had disrupted his plan. "It's you!" The black-robed man's expression was mixed with panic and fear, which showed how important this plan was to him. Failure must have serious consequences for him, and he cannot afford it.

"You know me?" Long Yang stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked lightly.

"You're the one who destroyed one of them the other night and ruined my plan! Since you won't let me live, you won't be able to live! After the black-robed man finished speaking, he began to read a string of incomprehensible words from his mouth again.

Hearing his incantation, the sixteen walking corpses immediately got up from the ground and pounced on Long Yang in unison.

"Long Yang, let's go!" Seeing the danger in front of her, the dog baby immediately urged Long Yang to leave.

Long Yang did not evacuate, the speed of the walking corpses was no less than his own speed, there were so many of them that it was too late to leave.