Chapter Fifty-Eight: It's Coming

Zhang Changfa's original honest face was full of cruelty at the moment, he looked at Zhang Fusheng who fell from his arms, his eyes were full of banter.

"I've always been against taking Xiaobao as a sacrifice, not against the sacrificial ceremony."

"Make no mistake!"

Zhang Fusheng looked at Zhang Changfa, who suddenly became extremely unfamiliar in front of him, as if he had thought of something, and coughed violently.

"I see, for so long, it's actually you who have been manipulating this behind this back."

Thinking of the bits and pieces of the past, Zhang Fusheng regretted it.

"Old guy, you are wrong again, I am not the person behind it, all this is the plan of the Taoist master and his old man, I am just a chess piece, only responsible for execution."

Zhang Fusheng's eyes dimmed a little.

"Taiping Dao, I didn't expect you to join them!"

Zhang Changfa looked at the old face in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little pity in his eyes.

Compared with the Taoist master who had never met, Zhang Fusheng was not worthy of lifting shoes for the other party.

"The Dao Master found you half a year ago, but because the Qianlong River Divine Matter has not attacked you."

"How would he know that?"

Zhang Fusheng asked puzzled.

Zhang Chang's laugh was a little weird.

"You don't think you're the only one who knows the truth about the Qianlong River God, right?"

"Don't forget, your father also came out of the Taiping Dao back then, since you can know, why wouldn't the Dao Master know?"

Zhang Fusheng was speechless by these words.

"But if that's the case, Xiaobao will still be used as a sacrifice, right?"

Jiang Qi grabbed his hair, a little confused about the logic of this crazy father.

To hold a sacrifice to summon the gods of the Qianlong River, Xiaobao's sacrifice is inevitable.

Zhang Changfa looked at Xiaobao when he heard this, and a rare touch of love flashed in his eyes.

"It is true that sacrifices are needed, but there are alternatives."

As he spoke, Zhang Changfa took out a copper bell from his arms and shook it gently.

A group of strong men who had been standing like wood carved clay sculptures and didn't understand had a look in their eyes again, and turned around at the same time.

Seeing this, Zhang Fusheng opened his mouth and spurted out another mouthful of blood, and said in a hoarse and weak voice: "Zombie talisman, you gave them a zombie talisman." ”

"You have a pretty good eye!"

Zhang Changfa said expressionlessly.

As the copper bell in his hand shook, all the people controlled by the zombie talisman swung their swords at the same time and slashed at the people around them, and for a while, blood splattered on the altar, and the blood gathered into a trickle, flowing into the Qianlong River along the low-lying terrain.

The whole time, Jiang Qi stood motionless.

It's not that he didn't want to move, but he didn't expect Zhang Changfa to be so decisive and ruthless.

There was no time for him to react at all.

"What a Zhang Changfa!"

Jiang Qi's face was gloomy.

Zhang Fusheng may be guilty, but they are not guilty to death.

Who would have thought that it would be erased so easily by Zhang Changfa, looking at the altar full of corpses, the tragic picture almost made Jiang Qi unable to help but vomit.

Zhang Changfa ignored Jiang Qi, but reflexively returned to Zhang Fusheng's side and took out a golden order arrow from his arms.

The arrow seemed to be made of gold, with a line of ancient seals.

Jiang Qi's eyes widened at the same time when he saw the arrow, which he had seen in the illusion before.

In the past, Cheng Xuanying relied on this arrow to command the dragon god.

At this moment, Jiang Qi finally knew where the old village chief's previous confidence came from.

"Actually, the golden order arrow can't order that monster."

The faint voice in his ears made Jiang Qi's hair stand on end instantly, and he looked around again, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

The next moment, the voice came again.

"Stupid boy, use it for the sake of use!"

Jiang Qi trembled, froze in place for a long time, he used his magic eye, but saw the vitality of heaven and earth circulating in front of his eyes, and finally converged on one side, hovering at the feet of a person.

The man was dressed in a gossip robe, with a white face and a long beard under his chin.

Jiang Qi looked at the Taoist who appeared in front of him, pinched his thigh, felt the pain coming from his body, and suddenly gasped.

"Cheng Xuanying ......"

Jiang Qi stammered, his eyes blurred.

Is this era so ridiculous?

Even those who had been dead for hundreds of years were revived.

Jiang Qi didn't know what to say more, and always felt that it was his own vision.

When he looked up again and saw Lao Dao's warm gaze, he was sure that he was not dreaming.

"Little friends don't need to panic, the poor way is just a residual thought, and it won't hurt you at all."

Cheng Xuanying's cold voice came, and Jiang Qi's numb face was a little more emotional.

"Master, why are you following me?"

Jiang Qi wanted to cry inexplicably.

Although he didn't see the ghost once or twice, this time it was the most exciting, and it was embellished inexplicably.

If Cheng Xuanying hadn't taken the initiative to speak, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"Are you running around with my bones, and now you come to blame me?"

Cheng Xuanying was a little speechless and pointed to the ancient green brick that Jiang Qi had been holding in his hand.

Since he saw the old picture through this green brick in the temple before, Jiang Qi has been holding on to it and not letting go, even after the battle with Zhang Fusheng just now.

At this moment, it has long become a habit, and I didn't expect that this green brick was actually Cheng Xuanying's bones.

Jiang Qi was a little dumbfounded for a while, and immediately explained: "Master, this is none of my business, and I don't know!" ”

While speaking, Jiang Qi was even more curious, I really don't know who has this ability, and actually made Cheng Xuanying's bones into green bricks, and the bones and ashes are like this, right?

Cheng Xuanying waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I ordered someone to take my bones to cast green bricks after I was feathered, and it makes sense that you don't know." ”

Jiang Qi: "......"

This...... Are the Taoist priests of the Tang Dynasty so crazy?

First, he sacrificed the monster with a living person, and then took his own bones to cast green bricks, or rather, the crazy critic was just Cheng Xuanying.

Jiang Qi complained silently, but he didn't dare to show the slightest strange emotion in front of him.

"Why did my predecessors do this?"

Jiang Qi couldn't help but ask.

"Atonement, of course."

Cheng Xuanying said truthfully.

"After all, it was I who ordered the living sacrifice of monsters back then, and the evil consequences that were brewed in the end are naturally up to me to clean up the mess."

Speaking of the past, Cheng Xuanying's face showed a little bitterness.

"Back then, for the passage of the army, I ordered the monster to be sacrificed alive, and I wanted to only endure for a moment until the country was stable, and then come to get rid of the monster."

"Who would have thought that I would wait until the new emperor ascended the throne, and then I hurried to the East China Sea to find out that since I began to sacrifice monsters, the local people have been sacrificing every year."

"After swallowing so many boys and girls, the strength of that monster is extraordinary, even if I can't help the other party."

"It's really a trick!"

Jiang Qi's eyebrows were full of solemnity.

"So, even the seniors can't help the dragon god?"

"Actually, there is, but I don't dare to use it!"

Cheng Xuanying smiled.

"So, I've given you the problem."

"And now, here it comes!"

(End of chapter)