"Come back!" Cha Wenbin shouted, but Feng Qiyun left without returning, when did he start caring so much about Ye Qiu?

Cha Wenbin beat his chest there, he would never be reasonable with Ye Qiu's personality, but there were ghosts of thousands of years, and his grievances were monstrous, and he was a generation of thieves, and his ability was what Cha Wenbin saw with his own eyes.

The Taoist priest who can draw purple rune paper is already quite powerful, and the person who can call him is even better, what is the result?

I almost lost my life, and that place didn't allow them mortals to move roughly, and Rao is Sanqing Master had to respectfully call people to the ancestors.

The current Cha Wenbin is indeed unable to move an inch, and the fat man hugged him and looked at the distant wind and clouds, and he actually had the feeling of saying goodbye to his comrades and going to the battlefield.

The two men sat outside the tent and waited, until they were exhausted and confused, and the result was that the wait lasted all night, and when the fog cleared at dawn, the two men were still leaning against the tent.

Cha Wenbin's body was not good, especially after saving Xiaobai, he suddenly aged ten years old, to put it well, it is called a young man, and if it is not good, he is overdrawing his life.

It was freezing on this day, and the fat man could still endure it, but Cha Wenbin was sick and very sick.

High fever, vomiting and diarrhea, which is very fatal on the plateau, because he is afraid that he will turn into pulmonary edema, which is the most ferocious altitude sickness, and if it is not treated in time, it is very likely to die.

The fat man kept going back and forth to make cold compresses for him with snow water, but in this environment where there was little medical treatment, there was nothing they could do but do their best.

Fortunately, the bigwigs of Luomen brought doctors and gave Cha Wenbin an infusion, but they still suggested that he be sent to a hospital below 3,000 meters above sea level.

This suggestion was categorically rejected by him, no matter how good the fat man said, it didn't work, Ye Qiu went in because of him, and Feng Qiyun was even more because of the former, in the final analysis, these two were for themselves.

Didn't return overnight, the people who sent people to search during the day did not find Qian Mantang and his son, nor Ye Qiu, the empty canyon returned to the appearance of yesterday's construction site, and some jade and bone products were also found one after another.

After last night's tossing, the timid have gone a lot, and those who are left behind are some outlaws who want money and don't want to die, but there are less than twenty people from the five major families of Luomen, compared to yesterday, today is a lot more deserted.

Those juniors are also safe and sound, and they were all brought by their respective elders to visit Cha Wenbin early in the morning, Zhang Ruoxu immediately said that their Zhang family owes Cha Wenbin a favor, and no matter what he asks in the future, the Zhang family will be obliged.

Rong Ping is also better than Cha Wenbin, and he has already helped to decoct the medicine outside, there is nothing else on this vast plateau, and the best herbs can be found.

After a little effort, Rong Ping found seven or eight huge cordyceps sinensis, and poured them all into Cha Wenbin, and waited like this until the afternoon when his condition began to improve a little, and Cha Wenbin himself proposed to go to the canyon for a walk.

The sky is still shining at noon, and the ultraviolet rays on the plateau are particularly strong, and people can be tanned in a day.

Cha Wenbin walked to the earthen platform yesterday, several outlaws were preparing to dig here with shovels, this thing is indeed like a mound of sealed soil, Cha Wenbin stepped forward and persuaded: "This place can't be touched, disturbing the ancestors will be punished." ”

The more you stopped him, the more he thought there must be something good here, and then the fat man almost started with them, and those people pulled out a few pistols from their waists and put them on the fat man's head.

There was a wooden pole on the mound, similar to a flagpole, but now it was so rotten that there was only one pile left, and Cha Wenbin knew that this mound was used by the generals for their speeches and ceremonies.

Usually in ancient times, soldiers would go out with a role such as a wizard, before the battle, the wizard would ask the gods to protect the army, and some would be able to divinate and ask for good luck, usually under this kind of enclosure will be buried some witchcraft vessels for sacrifice, these things are evil.

Cha Wenbin's kind words and persuasion were exchanged for soldiers, and he and the fat man had to retreat and prepare to go to Zhang Ruoxu and said, at this moment, only to listen to "

There was a click, and one of them smashed the stake with a shovel, and the stake suddenly rotted into pieces, and it had been weathered for too long.

At this time, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, which startled Cha Wenbin, who was still a little feverish, into a sweat, and the thunder sounded as if someone had thrown a grenade on your head, and the eardrums suddenly buzzed.

The fat man covered his ears for a while and shouted: "Where is the cannon!" Where are the cannons! ”

Then there was a gust of wind, the wind was so strong that people couldn't stand at all, Cha Wenbin only felt that there was a pair of invisible hands behind him pushing him outward, and at this moment, the few who were digging the sealed soil seemed to be pulled inward by a gust of wind.

Cha Wenbin finally began to see the weather in the legendary Rangler Canyon, which came without warning at all, and for a while he only felt that there seemed to be thousands of ghosts howling behind him, and the dark clouds at the top rolled in, and the sky instantly became pitch black.

I saw countless lightning bolts around me replaced by silver dragons, that scene was something I had never seen in my life, like raindrops of electric sparks bombarding the earth, Cha Wenbin and the fat man were so shocked that they couldn't tell the difference, so they could only subconsciously huddle on the ground with their heads in their hands, and their minds were blank.

In a trance, Cha Wenbin saw that the earth began to tear, one by one the cracks were like a bottomless abyss torn apart, and the ancient soldiers in a neat line shouted loudly with weapons in their hands, and in an instant, the shouts of these soldiers resounded through the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, Cha Wenbin and the fat man saw with their own eyes a man with a fist-sized baby skull standing on top of the mound, and in front of him were the three grave robbers digging in the earth, these people watched all this with horror on their faces, needless to say, this is the war wizard.

The old ballad began to be chanted, and the ancient trumpet sounded on the battlefield today, and the fat man vaguely felt that this scene was so familiar, and for a moment he actually stood up and wanted to rush over to join the killing team.

The strange dance swayed rhythmically with the wizard's wanton swing, and he gently stroked the heads of the trembling people around them.

At this moment, one of them was about to go crazy, he suddenly pulled out the gun on his waist and pulled the trigger frantically towards the great wizard...... "Woo woo ......"

Zhang Ruoxu, who was hiding in the tent, heard it clearly, a few minutes ago they were running fairly fast, and those second-generation people didn't play because of last night's injuries, and the rest of the outlaws were almost instantly overwhelmed by the wild sand brought up by the strong wind.

If you want to say that this thing is strange, as long as you go out of that range, there is nothing strange at all, and the darkness is only willing to wreak havoc on the ancient battlefield.

The bullets easily pierced the wizard's body, but unfortunately, without the bursting blood mist of his body as he had imagined, the bullets seemed to pass through the air and did not stop the dance at all.

The men had reached their last moment of utter despair, and the wizard stroked the poor greedy people with his hands, and the crisp sound of the skulls crackling made the fat man shudder, and the bulging eyeballs from the squeezing were like eggs hanging on the face, and then the cervical vertebrae, and then the lumbar vertebrae, layer upon layer like a loaf of bread that was slowly being flattened.

Finally, just as the eyeball was about to burst open, the wizard stabbed the man's celestial spirit cover with an awl-shaped object in his hand, and at the same time, his palm loosened.

The man's squeezed body began to bounce upwards rapidly, including his blood...... A muddy yellow-white mixed red liquid gushed out of the man's skull, soaring up to a height of two meters, and the fat man suddenly felt that he was so disgusted that he was about to vomit, it was human brain...... Then came the blood, the wizard picked up the feet of the man who was not completely dead, his body was hung upside down on the edge of the sealing platform, and the blood began to spray out along the space of the heavenly spirit cover, and the wizard chanted blessings while spilling his blood around the sealing earth.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

Cha Wenbin's heart suddenly shuddered, the ancients, especially the nomads of the plateau, believed that blood was the best tribute to the gods.

Most of the priestly activities were carried out using the blood of some cattle, sheep and livestock, except for the legendary "Great Red Sacrifice"

The use of human blood, in the famous Kampot Mo rock carving engraved with the Zhigong Zampu period of the case of human burial, since the opening of the feudal dynasty after the Chinese rare record of the big red sacrifice, what kind of ceremony can only be figured out from a few murals.

Today, Cha Wenbin finally saw with his own eyes that the blood priest turned out to be such a cruel process, that person was not dead and had to kick his legs from time to time, like the last struggle of a rooster whose neck had been erased.

There was probably no blood, and his body was thrown off the sealing platform, followed by a second ...... The chosen person has forgotten the struggle, and he has seen the death of his companion the whole time, and Cha Wenbin can't bear to look at the same process anymore, and he doesn't know if these people will catch themselves and become the same sacrifice at any time...... Want to go?

Now it is impossible to go, countless thunder and lightning are intertwined all around, but the only thing is not to smash at him, the surrounding Yin soldiers are close at hand, and no one looks at them, as if they do not exist at all.

Cha Wenbin secretly thought that this army was the subordinate of the general he met last night, maybe he still recognized himself before he let go of a horse, and when the third person was killed, the wizard standing on the altar suddenly turned around, staring at Cha Wenbin with a pair of cold and thorough eyes......