In the crowd, I don't know who whispered, so that the originally fierce quarrel came to an abrupt end.

"This must not be!"

There is a Taoist who slapped the table, his face full of anger.

"As a human race, how can we sacrifice monsters of the same kind?"

"What is the difference between such an act and a demon!"

Soon, the previous voices were stacked again, echoing through the room.

"If you don't, do you have any other way to get rid of that monster in ten days?"

"If I can't do it, not to mention that my life is not guaranteed, even the soldiers who came back from Goguryeo don't know how many more casualties will be killed."

"So what?"

When the man heard this, he only shook his head stubbornly, "That's the case, and it shouldn't be sacrificed to the living." ”

The whole picture is extremely weird, except for the two people who spoke, the rest of the Taoist priests, including Cheng Xuanying, seemed to have become wood carving clay sculptures, all silent.

Jiang Qi's eyes widened, trying to see the person who spoke before, but he only saw a blurred side face.

I can't help but be a little disappointed!

He really wanted to see which shameless old thing actually proposed to be sacrificed.

When the time comes, he will be painted down, and he will be stinked for 10,000 years, and it is not possible to find his identity based on the portrait, and it is good to beat his descendants severely.

"Okay, I've got a plan for that!"

After the two had another argument, Cheng Xuanying, who had been closing her eyes and recuperating, finally opened her eyes and said slowly.

"Just according to Xuan Jin's words, prepare a living sacrifice."

"Real person, this is not feasible!"

The Taoist face was full of indignation and sadness.

"I know it's not feasible, but now there is no other way, just wait for the army to survive safely, and then find a way to kill that monster."

"As for me, all iniquity is mine, and it has nothing to do with you."

Cheng Xuanying sighed heavily and closed his eyes again.

As the sound gradually drifted, the picture in front of Jiang Qi's eyes also jumped, and with the sound of the waves, Jiang Qi saw Cheng Xuanying again.

The festival was spread out, like a mural, but when he captured the boys and girls in the sacrifice, Jiang Qi's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.

The pair of boys and girls were pale and glazed-eyed, and they were the same living people as Xiaobao.

"Does the sacrifice actually mean a living person?"

For the first time, Jiang Qi knew that the so-called sacrificial boys and girls were not living people, but human beings.

Cheng Xuanying held a runic token and recited the mantra in his mouth.

"On the orders of the king, all the spirits will be ordered!"

As Cheng Xuanying's words spread, the originally choppy water suddenly became calm.

I saw a hideous figure manifesting under the water, accompanied by an angry roar, and the whole picture was suddenly shattered.

Jiang Qi's eyes were once again obscured by white light, and soon everything returned to normal.

Jiang Qi rubbed his somewhat sore forehead, and the feeling of dizziness followed, making him dare not move.

It took him a long time before he recovered and let out a long breath.

"Is that a dragon?"

Jiang Qi's face was solemn, and his mind was full of the figure of the monster he saw last, but it was a pity that everything came too quickly, so he couldn't see it at all.

But no matter what, this time the harvest is definitely bigger than the previous one.

Standing up, Jiang Qi raised his hand to tear the wall and dug out a part of the protrusion in the mural.

It turned out to be a bluestone slab one foot wide, with a mottled surface, and particles fell down the surface when you rubbed your hand.

It was obviously an antiquity, otherwise it wouldn't have led him into a dream and saw an ancient scene.

"But what's the connection?"

Jiang Qi can now be sure that the Jiangyin River divine matter is related to Cheng Xuanying, but he is still a little confused about the relationship between the two.

"Could it be the river god in the Qianlong River......"

Thinking of the behemoth he saw in the previous picture, Jiang Qi also became apprehensive in his heart.

That's the ultimate murderous thing.

Even Cheng Xuanying couldn't do it when he commanded the Daomen, and now he is afraid that he is also hanging.

At this moment, Xiao Mei hurriedly ran in from outside.

"Jiang Qi, it's not good, Xiaobao is lost!"

Xiao Mei said anxiously.

When Jiang Qi heard this, he suddenly chuckled in his heart, and had bad thoughts.

"What's the matter, didn't I let you stare at Xiaobao?"

Xiao Mei suddenly became distracted, and after a while, she told her what had happened.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but be a little speechless when he heard this.

"Did you hear anything during this time? Or is there something out of the ordinary? ”

"Nope!"

Xiao Mei shook her head affirmatively.

"I've thought about this before, I didn't find anything abnormal, I looked inside the house every half an hour, and I found that Xiaobao was missing at about nine o'clock."

"Nine o'clock?"

Jiang Qi looked around, and only reacted by the brightness of the light, and now it was dark.

And he remembered that it was only five o'clock when he first came in, and he had just fallen asleep and observed that three hours had passed unconsciously?

Not like this before?

Jiang Qi was slightly shocked.

But now was obviously not the time to think about this, and he forcibly suppressed his thoughts and focused only on what was in front of him.

If he was only sympathetic to Xiaobao before, after watching the original scene of Xuanying's sacrifice, Jiang Qi already understood that Xiaobao was the real sacrifice.

I don't know if the person who made the living Yong knew this.

"I've mobilized people in the village to look for it now, but there is no news yet."

Xiao Mei continued to report on the progress of the matter.

"The old village chief is too, he went to the city at this time, and he hasn't come back yet, otherwise things wouldn't be so troublesome."

Thinking of the big mess she encountered today, Xiao Mei was inexplicably a little irritable.

Jiang Qi was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Xiao Mei, "You just said that the old village chief is not there, right?" ”

"yes!"

Xiao Mei was taken aback by Jiang Qi's eyes, and didn't dare to hide the slightest hint of the past.

"Xiaobao was lost before, and I went to the old village chief first, but the villagers said that he went to the city."

"As for what to do, I don't know!"

"I see."

Jiang Qi patted his head with some annoyance.

"You come with me, if I'm right, Xiaobao should be there."

Jiang Qi only hurriedly said a word, and then walked out.

Xiao Mei was confused when she heard this, and stepped forward to ask several times, but Jiang Qi still kept silent, but the pace under her feet became faster and faster.

……

On the embankment of the Qianlong River, the place is brightly lit in the dark night.

Many people shuttled through the night, carrying things like ants, and soon a high platform had been erected on the seaside, with 36 long flags swaggering, just like the scene in the mural.

In the corner, a man was kneeling on the ground with the missing Xiaobao in his arms, kowtowing desperately.

In the dark night, the men's cries rang out one after another, but they were ruthlessly blown away by the wind, leaving only a square inch.

"Uncle Fu, I beg you, just let Xiaobao go!"

"He's still a kid!"

(End of chapter)