Volume 13: The Night Is Coming_Chapter 278: Compulsory Sacrifice

This made me a little worried, and after recovering from my own residence, I recited the meditation mantra more than a dozen times in a row, and pressed the moonlight cold stone to my chest for a while, and the feeling of panic and restlessness slowly subsided.

Although I was frightened a lot by the fact that they searched my soul this time, everything is two-sided, and after this incident, they should not think about searching my things again, which is a good thing for me.

The house I live in is very small, it was supposed to be used to store miscellaneous items, and I am very satisfied to have a place to live here, after all, I am not mixed with the other tritheistic people.

I've always wondered who is in charge of the Tritheistic Cult. It is said that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless there is a male and a female, but the leaders of these three gods are two men and one woman, can this also be compatible, or is there any unspeakable relationship between the three people?

It wasn't until it was dark that I felt hungry in my belly, and only then did I consider the most fundamental problem of my own survival, if I didn't have a place to eat, wouldn't I be starved to death here?

I went out the door and found a family, and an old woman gave me a bowl of white rice and told me not to walk around after nightfall, or I would be arrested.

In addition to the ancient architectural style, this village and town are like countless villages and towns on the land of Shenzhou, but I don't understand why it is called the remnants of the gods, and it still exists under the protection of the trigod religion.

At night, it was dark and quiet in this village, and through the crack in the door, I saw a group of men dressed in black, patrolling with swords, like an ancient curfew.

The state of this place should be the ideal country that the Tritheistic Religion yearns for, and I wonder if the silent people who live under their protection are happy.

I silently practiced the Nine-Character Mantra for a while, thinking about it in my mind until I fell asleep.

After waking up and opening the door the next day, the north wind was particularly strong, on this mountain, I began to feel the thinness of my clothes, it was the end of December in the solar calendar, I wanted to use the yang energy in my body to fight against it, it was all practice, but I was afraid that the people here would see the clues, and I was ready to find a suitable opportunity to get a thicker clothes more securely.

But I found that the people who sent me over yesterday, whether it was Zhu Yong or Jiang Cheng, didn't know where they had gone at this time, as if everyone had forgotten about me, and I didn't know who to go to.

At this time, I found that there was a group of people in white filial piety robes in the village and town who were scattering paper money, scattering and chanting words in their mouths, and a group of people holding spirit flags high, and on several roofs at the highest point of the town, some people stood on them, holding black flags in their hands, and kept waving in the wind, as if they were summoning the spirits of the dead.

Could it be that there is a great man in the Tritheistic Religion who has died?

As they scattered paper money and summoned spirits, I found that many people opened the door and came out, almost all of them were wearing filial piety clothes, even if they were not wearing, they also wore filial piety cloth on their heads, and they had to tie filial piety belts!

At this time, I was particularly abrupt.

Someone next to me even gave me a strange look.

This is suddenly someone pulled me, but it was Zhu Yong, when he saw me come out, he nodded slightly, and whispered, "You have passed the test of the judgment hall, you can stay here, with Master Wang's ability, I think you will be promoted soon, and I hope you will help me a lot when the time comes." ”

As he spoke, he tore off the filial piety cloth on his head and tied it around his waist as if flattering.

I asked him what was going on, and he bowed his head and whispered, "The Right Protector has returned to heaven, and everyone is going to summon him and pray for him today!" ”

I was stunned, Yin Xiaonuo's grandfather?

The old man's corpse has now been crushed under the mountain, and no one with great power can dig up his body, and as for the conjuring spirits, such a long distance is even more nonsense.

The person carrying the spirit banner and the paper money walked around the village and town, and finally came back again, only to hear a black-faced old man in charge of the matter say, "The right protector returns to heaven for the trigod religion, and everyone mourns and sends the funeral!" ”

As the old man's words fell, everyone in the entire town let out a cry, even Zhu Yong beside me bowed his head and made a wail, but this cry was sad but not sad, and the vast majority of people were like this.

What the Right Protector is doing is a terrorist cause, what does it have to do with the people living in this town, what they do, this is just wishful thinking on the part of a few people in the Tritheistic Sect! This is to force everyone to grieve for a person who is engaged in a terrorist cause!

Just as I was thinking this, the old man suddenly pointed to a middle-aged man, "You, the right protector of the Dharma returns to heaven, why don't you cry, you're still snickering!" ”

Then several strong men wearing filial piety clothes around him pulled the middle-aged man out.

The middle-aged man shouted, "I didn't laugh, I just cried, I couldn't cry... ”

The old man snorted, and bowed with his hands to the sky, "The right protector died for us, who is not sad, you can't cry, it means that you have a bad heart, take him to the judgment hall, and ask carefully, what is he trying to do?" ”

The middle-aged man was already trembling with fright, and shouted at this time, "Spare your life, spare your life, I didn't mean to!" ”

At this time, the strong men had already ripped him away.

The old man's move obviously played a role in killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, and at this time, countless people wearing filial piety robes suddenly cried loudly.

The old man nodded, "That's right, King Jizo and the white-clothed Guanyin have instructed that today we will pay tribute to the souls of the dead in the remnants of the gods!" Be compassionate! ”

At this time, everyone wearing filial piety robes, following the old man, had already flocked to a compound, and soon the compound was already full, and even the road outside was blocked.

I don't know if it's the reason for the Eight Fingers, or the internal reason of the Tritheistic Sect, the right protector died, and he didn't pay tribute until now, and Yin Xiaonuo, who was the granddaughter of Yin Changsheng, didn't know in advance.

At this time, I saw Yin Xiaonuo, she knelt under the spirit shed and cried like pear blossoms with rain, she also had a grandmother at home, the old man just knelt on the ground and didn't speak, and he didn't cry, behind Yin Xiaonuo, standing was the big Mimi, the life-seeking envoy in the Tritheistic Sect, Qiao Yan!

There are leading figures in the tritheistic religion, all come to worship at this time, I saw the hidden demon, the cold demon, and the soul chasing spirit envoy, and finally the old man who asked the matter shouted, "The king of Jizo came to worship, and the sect retreated!" ”

At this time, the densely packed people who stood there dodged a path, and under the escort of four people wearing filial piety clothes, a middle-aged man with a thin face walked over, his face was yellow, and he seemed to be seriously ill, and it seemed that he was practicing some kind of witchcraft, and he didn't seem to see him raise his legs and move forward, so he walked forward for a long time.

He had a white cloth wrapped around his arm, which was regarded as wearing filial piety for the right protector.

At this time, all the people lowered their heads, as if they did not dare to look at him directly.

I scolded angrily in my heart, what is the difference between this and the emperor's travel in the past? Do you still want to enslave the people of the world?

When I turned my head to squint, I didn't expect him to turn his head to look at me!

His eyes were like a bottomless pit, and just looking at me, I felt like I was being photographed, and I hurriedly lowered my head.

It's amazing!

Like others, I didn't dare to look up, but I didn't expect to look at him with the rest of my eyes, and he could still feel it, no wonder he was called a god by these disciples!

Fortunately, he didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the front of the mourning hall, and said, "Yin Protector is a meritorious person for my teaching, and unfortunately he died, and it is extremely painful to think about it." ”

He didn't speak loudly, and I felt like I could hear every word he said clearly, and what he said seemed to make people tremble.

He added, "Although the right protector is dead, the era of the revival of our witchcraft will soon come, which no one can stop, I hope the deceased will rest in peace, and Fu Wei will still feast!" ”

I felt as if he was lighting incense for the right protector, and then left again under the escort of the four.

I don't know why, the white-clothed Guanyin and Maitreya Buddha did not appear, and I didn't dare to inquire about such a thing, even if I did, I couldn't inquire.

However, at noon that day, they finally had a full meal, and at this time, Qiao Yan was already comforting Yin Xiaonuo under the spirit shed, and the relationship between the two seemed to be good.

After paying homage to the Right Protector, I remembered what Zhu Yong had told me before, and asked him what would have happened if something had gone wrong in the judgment hall yesterday.

Zhu Yong sighed, "I will be thrown into the dark abyss!" ”

I asked Zhu Yong what the Dark Abyss was, and he didn't want to say anything more, so he turned and left.

Originally, this ancient town was very lively, and after the sacrifice of Yin Changsheng, it quickly fell silent, and I knew that I might have to stay here for a long time, and I was not in a hurry at this time, and it happened to disappear completely from the eyes of the Taoist.

Now I am not very familiar with the situation of this tritheistic religion, and if I want to find a way to shape my body for Xi'er, I have to explore it slowly.