Those of us who have long been experienced in a hundred battles and are well trained.

We immediately took refuge in a nearby stone house.

Through the crack in the window, we saw a few people dressed as villagers, hurrying past them.

We looked at each other.

I whispered, "Follow up and see what they're going to do."

The others agreed, and we crept behind them.

Ten minutes later, there was a sudden brightness in front of our eyes.

In the middle of the village, I saw a high platform made of loess.

On the high platform, there were two shirtless men, who were killing chickens.

The two big men were already exhausted, panting, and covered in sweat.

The heat from their bodies steamed out, making them look like buns that had just come out of the pot.

I am afraid that there are hundreds of chickens they have killed, and there are a lot of chicken feathers and chicken meat piled up next to them.

Jin Shengshui muttered quietly, "What is this for?"

"Does anyone marry a wife? Do you want to prepare the ingredients and arrange the banquet?"

"That's not going to take so many ***, how many days does it take to run a running water mat."

Lao Jin said: "It's really hard to say, when I got married, the flowing water mat, tsk......

I stared at the two big men on the platform and said, "I don't think it's like I'm preparing to eat, it's like I'm preparing a sacrifice."

In a word, several of the people around us showed expressions of sudden realization.

In fact, in the center of the altar, there are two large vats.

When these two men kill the chicken, they immediately put the blood in the vat.

We stood under the altar and couldn't see the inside of the vat, but it was conceivable that there should have been a lot of chicken blood in it.

When all the chickens had been killed, everyone knelt down and muttered words of unknown meaning.

They are very religious.

There was a man who looked like a priest, and he walked up with his hair disheveled, and began to chant words, and took a large scoop, and scattered the blood of the chicken into the air.

An hour later, the sacrifice was completed.

But their faces were not relaxed, and everyone's expressions were solemn.

The priest sighed and said, "Get on the dog."

As a result, many more dogs were brought in.

The same approach, the same prayers, the same failures.

Jin Shengshui wondered, "What do these people want?"

"What kind of gods are they worshipping?"

We all shook our heads.

Who knows.

These people of the underworld are very weird.

Soon, the dog's blood was not good, and they drove the pigs, the sheep, and the cows.

After a sacrifice, it still has no effect.

After that, it's just people.

The scene began to get horrified and eerie.

Soon, the whole village became dead.

I whispered, "Have you noticed, these people seem to have flesh."

Jin Shengshui sighed, "If you don't say it, I really don't realize it."

"This is our brother on earth? Then we're going to have to stop them, we can't let them do stupid things."

Grandpa laughed and said, "You're too worried."

"It is true that they came from the earth, but they have no flesh, and their bodies are made of clay."

"Otherwise, take a closer look."

We took a look, and sure enough, there was no blood coming out of their bodies after they were killed.

What the two strong men had collected turned into soul fragments.

The fragments were compressed into a gas tank and turned into liquid.

And those who fell to the ground slowly got up again.

This time, they were in a state of soul.

They all lacked arms and legs, and grinned in pain.

And the missing part of them has become a liquid in the gas tank.

The priest sprayed the liquid upwards.

Soon, the soul fragments fell like rain.

I thought to myself: What a waste of the people of the underworld to pour the ground with soul fragments......

Soon, a scene of strange art appeared.

Above his head, a mirror suddenly appeared.

The mirror reflected the light from nowhere, and a pillar of light shone on the soul below.

Every soul illuminated by the pillar of light was full of energy, and the breath on his body was rising.

Not only is their aura rising, but their aura has changed.

These souls gradually did not seem to come from the human world, and they became people in the underworld.

Then, they were beaming and began to sing and dance.

We glanced at each other: "It's been a long time, it's a sacrifice for a Han girl."

Even if we don't scratch our tongues and ask, we can probably figure out what's going on.

These souls were originally living beings in the world.

After his death, he was dragged to the underworld by the people of the underworld.

After they arrived in the underworld, they were unwilling to lose everything, their memories were erased, and they were reincarnated.

These people began to grind and bubble in the underworld, and gathered in this little corner.

Later, they didn't want to be bullied human souls, they wanted to be people in the underworld.

I want to change from being managed to being a manager.

I want to pick up the whip and whip the souls of other people.

After all, converts are fanatical.

The more ruthless the soul of the world, the more reassuring the people of the underworld will be for them.

Now, they're getting closer and closer to their goal.

I said to Jin Shengshui, "Brother, wait a while to see my signal, let's two of us together, grab our tongues and come back."

Jin Shengshui said, "This situation is clear at a glance, and you still need to scratch your tongue?"

I said, "Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, not to mention that we are mainly asking to see where King Qin Guang is hiding."

Jin Shengshui sighed.