82_82884 His body suddenly shuddered, and then his whole body began to tremble violently, like a patient convulsing. His eyelids drooped up a little bit, and the kind of eyes and special that kind of looking at people were not looking at people at all, but staring at everyone with a contemptuous and disdainful look.

"Professor, this ......"

"This is Enduli on the body, don't make noise, respect the gods, otherwise you will be condemned. Professor Bayara also knelt down reverently with the Hezhe, and there was silence in the Wara house, and no one dared to look up at their "Nduli".

"Master, do you think this looks like a god, why do I think the evil spirit is so heavy?"

"Well, I also think that Ahmafa didn't seem to be a good stubble this time, how can there be a god with such eyes?" replied Wushuang.

At the zenith, dark clouds were everywhere, like a pool of thick ink, and the fire in the old house crackled, and the people knelt quietly in a circle to worship Nduli, but they did not notice that their gods' faces were getting whiter and paler, and their whole facial expressions were extremely incongruous.

"Whew...... Call...... ...... whew," Nduli gasped heavily. The wheezing sound was like that of a beast.

Wushuang squinted his eyes and secretly looked at Nduli, and he noticed that the man called the god was also looking at him with his eyelids upward.

"No, he's not Nduli!Professor!Professor!Professor!Professor!Hurry up!" Wushuang's tone changed from flat to urgent, and he had a premonition that a catastrophe was coming.

"Twins, don't talk nonsense, kneel down quickly, follow the customs, you have to respect the gods, and the gods will bless you. "Professor Bayara is a devout believer in shamanism, and he naturally doesn't have the keen insight of danger like Mushuang.

At this time, Nduli moved, and he took a slight step forward, but this step was very slow and his lower limbs were also very uncoordinated, like a puppet controlled by someone, swinging his arms stiffly, and taking a difficult step forward. From the direction he took a step forward, it could be seen that he was going towards Mushuang.

Boom ...... Wushuang pulled out the sharp dagger that shone with cold light, and suddenly there was a dragon groan.

Professor Bayara warned him and shouted, "Twins, don't be powerless! Kneel, you'll be cursed by Nduli!"

"Hmph, if he really was the Heavenly God Endu, he wouldn't have used it so viciously, Professor, Ahmafa failed to ask the gods, and the thing that came up to him was a dirty thing!" That thing bloomed with infinite energy in its body, and his powerful aura made Wushuang shudder, which was definitely not something that those little elves that he had encountered in the ravine before.

"Master, let's go!, this thing is too evil!" Lan Caidie dragged Wushuang back vigorously.

Unbeknownst to them, the pious Hezhe people knelt on the ground with their heads bowed, waiting for the blessing of Nduli, praying in their hearts that the Ussuri River would be smooth in the new year, and that the dragon king of the river would save them from disasters on both sides of the river, and give them endless delicious fish and shrimp.

Enduli moved step by step, this is the first time that the Hezhe people saw the upper body of Enduli walking, in the past, every year after Ahmafa invited the gods, he would convey the will of the gods and the blessings of the gods and devout believers, his body has never moved, because once the gods control the body of Ahmafa, it will greatly consume the yang energy of Ahmafa, Ahmafa is also a human, he has no godhead, can not withstand the power of the gods.

The pious Hezhe people knelt motionless, and no one dared to question the authority of Nduli, and no one noticed that Nduli was different today.

Nduli is indeed coming in the direction of Wushuang, and if he is really Nduli, he may also blame this alien for his rudeness. Of course, he wasn't Nduli at all now, he felt the smell of déjà vu on Wushuang's body.

He stiffened and staggered forward, kneeling in front of him in a circle of Hezhe people blocking his path. He tried to bend down, but there was a thud on his waist, as if a bone had broken. But he didn't stop because of the severe pain of the fracture, and there was still no expression on his face. He slowly leaned down, reaching out a hand, trying to put it on top of the head of the kneeling Hezhe in front of him.

"Initiation, run, run!" shouted!

But in the eyes of the Hezhe people, this is their supreme god Enduli, Enduli will get whatever he wants, not to mention that touching the top is a symbol of blessing to him, how can he listen to Wushuang's words?

His cold palm gently covered the man's head, the Hezhe man was an old man, the old man didn't know whether he was excited or scared, his body was trembling, but he didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't dare to stand up, because this was his unsurpassed glory.

"Evil beast!" Wushuang shouted angrily, and was about to rush forward to stop it with a dagger in hand, but was dragged by Lan Caidie and Bayara.

"Master, don't go, you can't stop him, even if you save him, but in the eyes of the Hezhe people, he is the power of the gods, you blaspheme their gods, prevent the gods from blessing, and the Hezhe people will not let you go." "Lan Caidie is right.

Nduli's hand repeatedly caressed the old man's head, as if looking for something unusual.

Suddenly, there was a piercing howl in front of the fire, and this lifetime howl frightened everyone present, and everyone looked up and immediately retreated. It turned out that their god Enduli actually used a finger to directly pierce the old man's heavenly spirit cover, and the old man's painful wail was swallowed, blood and brains gushed out along the hole that had been pierced, and Enduli greedily stuffed his fingers into the old man's brain, revealing a greedy and intoxicated expression.

"See if you still worship him? Why are you stunned? This is not your Enduli, this is a demon! Why don't you run?" Wushuang shouted, and everyone ran away as if they had just woken up from a dream.

The old man who died happened to be Ahmafa's own father, and his son, now greedily sucking his father's brain and blood, the corpse still knelt motionless, maintaining the inherent posture just now, dedicating his last value to the god in his eyes.

Several young Hezhe people had the courage to pick up the guys and surround Ahmafa, but they didn't dare to step forward, because they didn't know what this thing in front of them was, and in the old society, it was not that there was no ritual of sacrificing people alive.

"Why are you stunned? He's not your Enduli, he's been taken by the devil!" Wushuang shouted, but he couldn't break free from Lan Caidie and stepped forward to help.

Several bold young men surrounded their Nduli, but none of them were willing to rush forward first, for fear of colliding with the gods