Yan Du went deep into the Witch Temple, but he didn't know if he had gained the trust of the Holy Maiden. Liu Yunxiang pondered for a moment, called Danqing to him, and asked him if he would like to help them.

Danqing knelt down on one knee, "It is the last wish of the prince to clear the witch temple, and the slave is willing to complete it for him." ”

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "Okay, I need you to take someone to pick up King Zhenbei, obey his command, and debunk the conspiracy of the Witch God Temple." ”

How to implement it, after Hongxuan came back from the street, several people discussed it, and then acted separately.

Hongxuan continued to open altars on the streets, and even if the people didn't believe him, he had to go every day and pretend to be like some.

In the Witch Temple, Yan Dusk excused himself to take a walk in the garden, shook off the gray robe that followed him, and walked around this huge temple. The most important thing for him is to find a place to hide those children, and he has a bottom in his heart.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard where he lived, the saint was already waiting at the door.

"Lord Wang, the scenery of all parts of this temple may be in your eyes?" The holy woman stepped forward with a smile and a groan.

She still wore a veil and a red robe, which stood out among the white and gray robes. The corners of her eyes are hooked, and she smiles with a bit of charm, and when she looks at Yan Dusk, her eyes seem to be dotted with bright light.

However, under this joy, there is also a little suspicion.

Yan Du sighed and said, "This temple is built so strangely, it was obviously that way when I came, but when I went back, I turned around to other places inexplicably, and it took the king several times to come back. ”

The saint paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Yes, it turns out that His Highness is lost." ”

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and take this king to practice." Yan Du urged the holy maiden to go to the main hall dedicated to the statue of the witch god, "What is the matter with the divine friendship you said yesterday, this king has never understood it. ”

The saint shook her head, "We don't practice today. ”

"So what?"

"Does the prince want to become a believer in the witch god?"

"This king naturally thinks about it, and he feels very honored."

"Then the prince will come with me."

The saint walked ahead, and Yan Dui followed behind, her eyes lit up. She was willing to take him into the Witch Temple, thinking that she trusted him, but instead sent someone to monitor him, not to mention joining the Witch Temple.

In order to convince him, Yan Twilight deliberately slipped out of the room last night and sneaked into the front of the Scripture Pavilion to peek at the so-called Bibles. Of course, his watchmen saw it and informed the holy woman of his behavior, making her think that he had gone to learn secrets because he trusted the witch god. As a result, she trusted him a little more.

Sure enough, today she mentioned joining the Witch Temple.

The holy woman took him to the temple, where the so-called witch god was enshrined, a clay statue without a golden body, and a dark robe on the outside, and her hair hanging down, but a statue of a goddess.

The idol stepped on the Xuanwu, as solemn as the other gods.

After passing the rituals of the Witch God Cult, the holy woman took him around the back, and it turned out that there was a hole above the turtle shell of Xuanwu, and there were black and red marks around the hole, which should be the blood stains after drying.

"Let me ask you again, are you willing to join the Witch God Temple?" The saint asked again.

Yan Du nodded, "Yes." ”

"That's good." The holy woman took out a knife and handed it to Yan Du, "Please reach out your left hand, make a knife in the palm of your hand, and drop a few drops of blood on Xuanwu's back." The blood on the back of this Xuanwu is dedicated to the witch god, and the witch god will feel your sincerity and will regard you as the most faithful disciple. ”

In front of this woman, Yan Du couldn't help but laugh, this is too child's play!

But looking at the woman's serious look, it was really not a joke, Yan Du took a deep breath, and as a result, the knife in her hand slashed in the palm of her hand without hesitation.

The blood flowed out, and he sent it to the Xuanwu's back, letting the blood drip into the hollow.

"Why do you use human blood to worship the witch god?" Yan Du asked.

"The witch god used the blood on her body to save the world from illness, and when the blood flowed in, she also made a complete merit and ascended to godhood. Because the witch god is nourished by blood, we use human blood in our sacrifices. ”

Yan Dusk lowered his eyes, "The blood of the living is the same as the blood of the dead?" ”

"Naturally, it's different."

"But the child who can be sacrificed to the witch god every year is not a child who has died?"

The holy woman paused for a moment and said, "The prince will know in the future." ”

Yan Dui didn't ask any more questions, and withdrew his hand, his handkerchief tied the wound.

"Lord Wang, go back first, I want to have a relationship with the witch god." The Holy Maiden.

Yan Du should go out, and when he came to the corner, he saw that the holy woman cut the palm of her hand with a knife, so that the blood in her palm dripped into the blood hole on Wu Xuan's back. After a few drops, she sat down cross-legged, crossed her hands, closed her eyes, and looked solemn and reverent.

The rhetoric about the witch god was really funny, but she seemed to really believe it, and the believers he saw in the past two days, they also believed, ate the lightest meals, practiced the most bitter deeds, and then were willing to eat.

At night, Yan Twilight sneaked out of the courtyard where he lived and came to the place where he saw that the children might be hidden. I climbed over the wall into the courtyard, came to the window, tore the window paper and looked inside. But I saw a large bunk in the house, and a dozen or so children were lying on it, neatly and neatly. And there are three rooms here, which means about 30 children.

Yan Du has been looking for an antidote for the past two days, but the saint has been on guard against him, and he has not found it yet.

Tomorrow is the festival of sacrifices, and we must know before we can find the antidote in order to save these children.

After confirming this place, Yan Du was about to leave, when two gray robes entered the courtyard with lanterns. He hurried around the corner and saw the two men checking each room one by one.

"Tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, and our believers sincerely pray for the mercy of the witch god for Panlong City, and may the witch god be satisfied with these sacrifices we have prepared." A gray robe said piously.

The other gray robe nodded and sighed: "It hasn't rained for more than a year, the witch god has mercy on the people of Panlong City." ”

"By the way, what time will it be bloodletting tomorrow?"

"At the time of the day, we will send these offerings to the sacrificial platform, and at noon the sacrificial ceremony will begin, and the witch god will be invited to accept the believers and the people to bow down, and then begin to bleed, pouring the blood into the body of the witch god for the witch god to enjoy."

"Thirty children, how much blood does this have to be blessed?"

"This is enough to show our sincerity, if the witch god is not angry, it will naturally rain."

The gray robe glanced into the room, "These are the children......"

"Thirty children exchange the lives of all the people in Dragon City, this is called righteousness."

"Hey, it's good that they're not children of Panlong City."

Yan Dusk squinted, obviously it was murder, but it was righteousness. These people seem to be stunned, and they really believe that there are witch gods in this world, and they can also call the wind and rain.

Such people are not easy to deal with, they will work hard for the so-called truth, without retreat, without regret, and with one mind.

Yan Dusk exited the courtyard, pondered for a moment, and touched towards the courtyard wall of the backyard.