Chapter 18

Watching the giant bowl slowly being pushed into the temple, Kumen's face remained unchanged, but the anger in his heart was not suppressed in the slightest, but boiled even more. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as Kumon was about to move on to the next sacrifice.

Suddenly, I saw Yang Fengshen's side, and I don't know when there was a man in black who was reporting something to Yang Fengshen.

Kumen's heart jumped.

Although he had never seen this person, he could feel that this man dressed in black was the same person who had been quietly visiting his house all these days.

As he was reporting, Kumen saw that Yang Fengshen's complexion changed, as if he was furious, but he was well pressed down, and then he ordered two more words, the man in black nodded, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Kumen sighed in his heart, he knew that the matter might have been revealed.

Multiply.

Yang Fengshen's eyes in the crowd stared straight at Kumen, and just right, Kumen's eyes had been on Yang Fengshen's body, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air, as if two lightning bolts collided together.

Yang Fengshen's eyes were full of banter, and he could no longer hide his killing intent!

However, Kumen didn't feel it at all, his face sank like water, and the corners of his mouth were hooked with a warm smile, as if he was a messenger of God communicating with believers.

But what happened to it, only the two of them knew.

"Next, it's time for the next ritual......"

"Wait!"

Yang Fengshen saw that the bitter gate was as if nothing had happened, and he couldn't help but be angry, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, and let out a loud shout.

The crowd was silent, and a few weak people had already covered their ears at this time, showing a look of pain.

Everyone didn't understand what Yang Fengshen was going to do.

"I don't know what the patriarch means, do you want to stop this priest from performing the sacrifice?" Kumen's face sank, and the wooden staff slammed on the ground, making a muffled sound, and asked.

"Humph!"

As soon as Yang Fengshen spoke, a big hat was buckled on his head, and he was not annoyed in his heart, showing a sneer, "Doesn't the priest have anything to say?"

"Yes. Kumen calmly faced: "The sacrifice should not be disturbed, and the birthday ceremony is the grandest sacrifice of the clan, the patriarch knows the law and violates the law, and the crime is added to the first, and it should be punished for the crime of treason, but if you are a first-time offender, you will be expelled from the sect!"

"What!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked, they really didn't expect that just such a small thing could be used to such an extent.

Yang Fengshen was even more angry, and reprimanded: "Kumen! You are the only criminal who should be sentenced to the crime of treason! You know what you have done!"

"Huh. Kumen Hexi smiled: "Then what did I do, please ask the patriarch to make it clear." ”

"Humph!"

Yang Fengshen can't wait to rush to the altar now and tear this son to pieces, the revenge of killing the son, the hatred of the son, but he can't help but sigh secretly, in such a situation, the bitter door can still laugh, it is definitely beyond the reach of people.

"Someone, bring those things up!"

Then.

There were bursts of rustling sounds behind them, and there were bursts of exclamations, obviously shocked to the extreme.

Bang!

I saw a group of dozens of people, carrying thirty-five mats, placed horizontally in front of the altar, and a foul smell filled the entire venue in an instant.

Kumen's heart jumped, but his face did not change at all, but showed a curious look, as if he didn't know what these thirty-five mats represented.

Yang Fengshen showed a sneer on his face, but he didn't order someone to open the mat at the first time, but came to the altar, knelt down on one knee, and shouted: "Great god, I am the fourth patriarch of the Yang family, and I have no intention of intruding on the sacrifice of the gods, but the priests of my clan are heinous, and I can only punish this person before your temple!"

Airplanes......

A vast aura suddenly appeared and disappeared quietly, but the power of the aura like an abyss and a prison swept the scene, as if it had approved Yang Fengshen's request.

Kumen's face couldn't help but change, but he was still forced to hold it in his heart.

I thought of a possibility in my heart, gritted my teeth, and completely settled in my heart.

After receiving permission, Yang Fengshen couldn't help but be overjoyed, and shouted to the dozens of people waiting for the order behind him:

"Lift the mat!"

Wow......

The curtain was lifted, and there were thirty-five corpses!

The corpses had apparently been dead for less than ten days, and they were still stained with dirt, looking dirty, rotting in some places, and there were a lot of maggots moving back and forth on them, which was extremely disgusting.

Vomit.

As soon as I lifted the mat and saw the contents in it, some of the people standing in front of me who couldn't bear it were already lying on the ground retching, while some of the others also had ugly faces and only felt their stomachs churning.

"Kumen, you still recognize these corpses!"

Yang Fengshen's face was also ugly, and his eyes seemed to be able to breathe flames, and he asked loudly.

Kumen's face sank: "Patriarch, what do you mean, I don't know these corpses at all, if you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse!"

That's when it happened.

There were a few exclamations from the crowd, and a figure crawled to a corpse, as if to recognize something, and then let out a cry

"This is my calf! This is my cow!"

"What?"

The crowd let out a few more exclamations.

"Yang dog!

"Little Liu!"

"Dong'er!

"Who the hell killed my child!"

"You died so miserably!"

At this time, a figure rushed out of the crowd again, and it was the wife of the poplar.

"Poplar! It's a poplar!"

In front of the altar, the sorrowful cries of the thirty or so people echoed for a long time, and everyone's faces turned red.

At one time, all thirty-five corpses were recognized.

Everyone's complexion also changed, they also knew what happened a few days ago, and the whereabouts of the thirty-five people had been watched, although they had already guessed in their hearts that they were probably nine deaths, but when they really found out, they still let them have some Ling Ran.

"Kumen, you don't have to quibble! These corpses were all dug up from your home! On the same day, someone reported to me that Yang Shu led thirty-four teenagers, all of whom entered your house!"

Yang Fengshen's eyes were blood-red, it was the first time he saw these corpses, in addition to some shock, there was more anger in his heart, these thirty-four people are the next generation of the clan!

And my Han'er, the bones have not been found until now!

"What, it's you!"

Yang Liu's father raised his head suddenly, and looked straight at the bitter door on the stage: "The person who Liu'er admires the most in his life is you, I always thought you were the goal, but I didn't expect that you killed him!"

"When our two families were neighbors, I also treated you well, how many times, it was our family who helped you get through the difficulties, why did you treat us like this!"

"He killed the cow!

"I didn't expect that this murderer would be high-sounding that day, and all the sins were implicated in Yang Shu!"

"Great god, quickly descend the power of the gods and break this man into ten thousand pieces!"

Kumen stood on the stage, wearing a snow-white priest's robe, holding a wooden staff representing divine power, his heart sank like water, his face remained unchanged, and he quietly looked at the people in the audience.

He knew that no matter how round he was, he wouldn't be able to go back.

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