It was like a person falling, I couldn't hold back any longer, and followed me suddenly, only to see the water cloud lying on the ground, unconscious, and all the bottles and cans in the whole room were not damaged in the slightest.

I leaned over to look at Shui Yun, she didn't have the slightest intention of waking up, I just wanted to help her up, but I heard my grandmother's voice sound.

"Four Tigers, don't wake her up, come and kneel down in front of Master Zu, and the milk will teach you how to deal with her."

The sound of milk came from the little green man, and I quickly knelt in front of the little green man, who was extremely ugly, and I felt a little scared every time I saw it.

"Four Tigers, this woman is very capable, if you want to deal with her, you need three steps, the first step, you cut your blood and cut off your hair, officially take me to sacrifice to death, and become the thirty-seventh generation. In the second step, you bury my severed arm with this woman and do the 7749 Heavenly Rites. The third step is that when you finish the rituals, I will naturally sue you. ”

Grandma's voice was very clear, and I nodded after listening to it.

"There are scissors at the head of the bed, which are particularly sharp, you first cut off your eyebrows, index fingers of both hands, armpits, and six places on your feet, take out six places of blood, and drip all of them into a small jar under the bed. Just go. ”

I did what my milk said, and it hurt a little when I cut my armpit, but I held back, and all the blood dripped into the little jar under the bed, which I had never seen before, and my grandmother said it was reserved for me, and it was ready since I was born.

After the ticking blood flowed in, I brought the jar to the little green man as the milk had instructed, lit an incense, and threw it into the jar, and when I picked it up again, I found that all the blood in it was gone.

I didn't care about where all the blood went, so my grandmother asked me to kowtow quickly, and after three hundred and sixty kowtows, the grandmother told me, who had already been blindfolded, that I had now officially become the thirty-seventh generation of the lineage of sacrifice.

I didn't think I was so great that my grandmother urged me to do the second thing, but I had a hard time with the second thing.

The grandmother told me to bury her arm with this woman and do the ritual for 7749 days, but I found several places and gave up, and there was no safe place, whether it was in our yard or in the wasteland outside, where people would be found doing the work.

Looking at the dirt floor inside the milk house, I had an idea.

I found a shovel and dug a big pit in the milk house, there is no doubt that the milk room is the safest place, and everyone knows that milk is not an ordinary person, and the milk house, even the thieves' ancestors dare not enter, so the location of the ritual is the most suitable place.

After digging the pit, I took the arm of the milk from the utility room and threw it in, and I hesitated a little as I pushed the water cloud in.

I was reluctant to marry Shui Yun, but as I spent a long time with her, I still had some feelings for her, and now let me push her alive, I still can't bear it in my heart.

The voice of milk urging came out: "You conscienceless thing, if you are reluctant to push her down, then you will wait to be trampled to death by her!" I have something urgent to leave, don't be soft-hearted yourself! ”

I smacked my heart hard, and with a sharp push, the water cloud went into the pit.

Fill the pit in a panic, I sat on it and gasped, and people were buried by me? Buried alive?

But remembering all the bad things she had done to my milk, my heart was a little cruel, and my milk said a word to let me turn under her pillow, and I stopped talking, and I pulled out a blue booklet from under my milk's pillow.

It was a handwritten booklet, I looked at it with a flashlight, nothing was written on the cover, and on the second page I began to write some inexplicable formulas, which I flipped through casually, and the whole text was full of difficult formulas, without any interesting insights or stories or anything like that.

Milk said let me do things, but what should be the way to do things?

I asked the milk, and the voice of the milk never came again, and I remembered that she said that she had something urgent to leave, so I kowtowed to the green grandfather and asked him what I should do, and he didn't reply.

Let me do things, and don't tell me what to do, I have a problem in my heart, how can this be rectified? The water cloud has been buried in the ground, I guess it has been suffocated by this time, it's broken, it's broken, I've broken the law now?

Reason made me want to dig out the water cloud quickly, but after digging twice with a shovel, I felt that I couldn't do this, what my milk said was never wrong, I had to listen to my milk, and my milk said let me read, so I would read carefully.

Thinking of this, I sat on the ground again, lit the choking kerosene lamp, and watched patiently.

Maybe it's pushing myself into the trap, but when I read the book again, I saw a little bit of a doorway.

Those spells are not simple spells, each spell has a more or less literal meaning in it, I started reading the first one, and the more I read it, the more catchy it became, so I read it in one go.

By the time I had finished reading the booklet, it was already dark, and when I read the last word, I found that it was dawn, and I felt a sigh of emotion in my heart, and I felt that I was sitting on the ground and began to slowly warm up.

I sat on top of the water cloud and my grandmother's arm, with them buried underneath, and when I had finished reading it, I turned to the beginning and read it again.

Because the booklet was very obscure and the words were tongue-twisting, I read it very slowly, and the second time it was a little faster than the first, and it took me two hours to finish it, and when I heard someone knocking on the door, I put the booklet on the ground, got up and went into the courtyard to open the door.

The latch of the door was opened, but there was no one outside.

I said in my heart that I was sick, who was so bored, knocking on other people's doors to play in the daytime, the village was particular about not locking the door during the day, and the courtyard door was wide open, but I thought that I was going to retreat for 7749 days, and I had to close the door, so I latched the door and lived, and after returning to the house, I went to the kitchen to get a dozen steamed buns, and carried a bucket of water from the urn, and closed the door of the house.

I decided to retreat for 7749 days from now on, and wait until I had completely subdued the water cloud before going out.

When I got back to the house, I noticed a trail of blood on the ground where the water cloud was buried.

My heart trembled suddenly, I didn't have this trace of blood when I left just now, why did I leave for so long? Could it be that Shui Yun's body is bleeding and seeping out?

This scene had a great impact on me, I have never associated myself with a murderer, but when I think that I personally buried Shui Yun in it last night, I feel very uncomfortable, Shui Yun has done a lot of things wrong, but no matter what, it is always wrong for me to hurt her so much.

"Milk, are you there? Isn't it bad for us to do that? ”

I told my grandmother, there was no reply, it seems that my grandmother said that she was in a hurry, and this time would not be there, I tried to communicate with Master Zu, but Master Zu still ignored me.

At this time, it was dawn, and I saw that Master Zu could see more clearly, not to mention how ugly he looked, with a sharp beak and monkey gills, and his body was a water snake waist, how he didn't look like a person, but like a ghostly image.

Could it be that the grandfather who my grandmother asked me to kneel down is not a person?

I was thinking nonsense, and then I thought about it and told me that she was learning to sacrifice to death, if she said sacrifice, I could understand, but when she said sacrifice, I couldn't understand, the dead are the dead, and the matter of sacrificing the dead is not what their family did? Why do we need a dedicated person to pay our respects?

After thinking about it for a while, I ate a steamed bun and drank two sips of water, and I began to read the booklet again, and this thought was read until the evening.

When it got dark, I couldn't remember how many times I had read it, but I remembered that it became more familiar than I read it again, but the content was obscure, and I still didn't understand what it meant.

When it was completely dark, I rushed to the bathroom, and as soon as I opened the door, I heard another knock on the door outside the courtyard.

This time, the knock was not heavy, but it was clear, as if it was knocking with a small stick, knocking, pause, knocking, knocking, knocking,

I knocked seven times and stopped.