When Yue Guanchao spoke, Tang Dianrong's so-called flesh and blood sacrifice had already begun, and he and Song Siyuan stared at the every move of the bandits in the hall through the hole in the stone door:

After a cup of tea, the soldiers and bandits had already moved out nine knee-high offering tables and placed them in front of the murals of the major gods, plus three in front of the bull's head shrine, which was exactly like the word "Dan".

On the table, yellow rice is on the left, water is in the middle, and pork is on the right.

Three incense sticks are planted in a copper incense burner on one side, and the lamps on both sides are lit.

When the flames rise and smoke rises, it means that the rite of birth has begun.

Jingle bell ~ jingle dong bell ~ jingle dong dong ~

As the waist bell tambourine sounded, two sorcerers wearing colored rope sacrifice robes walked slowly from both sides of the shrine with strange steps.

Their peculiar and vigorous dancing, the ringing of the waist bell continuously, everyone in the hall was silent, and the trills of the bronze vessels were unusually clear, which only aggravated the sense of ritual and made everyone dare not talk and move.

On closer inspection, the clothes on the Witch of Caution are no different from those of the Dancing Witches, but they are more old, as if the faded antiques are full of the weight of history.

They circled the offering table, waved the bell in their hands around the altar, and chanted the words:

"The ancient gods are above, I sacrifice you with flesh and blood, the sun, moon and stars open the way to the sky, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning help the sound, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas run all the people, tigers, leopards, eagles and wolves add joy, I wish to protect my mortal creatures, if there is a fulfillment, every time I look forward, feast on the soul to mourn, listen carefully, listen carefully, don't forget, don't forget~"

When the sorcerer recited the words, Tang Dianrong stood in the middle of the totem of the word "Dan", and the other bandits all knelt on the futon in a circle, raised their hands above their heads and cut their palms with daggers, and when the blood soaked their hands, they began to repeat the sorcerer's words in a low voice, looking more pious than Buddhists.

The Wizard of Prudence picked up a jar engraved with a mysterious talisman, dipped it in a newly broken locust branch, and threw it on the bandits one by one.

In the midst of the chanting of the gods, the candles on the offering table flickered and flickered.

A nameless wind blew, and the candle flame gradually turned green, and then extinguished out of thin air with a pop.

The smoke produced by the candle seemed to have a consciousness, and it continued to gather in the air, I don't know if Yue Guanchao was dazzled, he felt that the smoke gathered into a bull-headed ghost face, and kept looking at the soldiers and bandits in the hall.

However, in the blink of an eye, many big centipedes crawled in from the window, and Yue Guanchao's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes widened.

If it's just the size of an ordinary finger, it doesn't feel strange, and the centipede in front of me has changed its normal.

They are already half an arm's length, wider than the palm of a hand.

The shiny black armor shone green under the candle fire on the roof of the temple, and the giant teeth of the claws clicked and snapped in the air.

The eyes the size of broad beans kept observing the bandits, crawling on a hundred feet, and they had surrounded them.

They crawled towards the bodies of the bandits under the bloody stimulus, their claws and fangs constantly licking their bodies, presumably as their ancient gods were choosing sacrifices.

Some of the bandits were already frightened by these giant centipedes crawling up their bodies, and when they saw it open their huge teeth, they trembled all over, and before they knew it, the yellow and white things flowed down their legs.

"Ahh

The bandit couldn't bear the fear, and pushed aside the centipede to escape, but the green-armored centipede looked up at the fleeing bandit, hissing from their mouths.

The bandit hadn't taken a few steps before he was bitten in the neck by a crimede that jumped up from the bow, and then foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

The centipedes saw the opportunity and rushed up, sucking a bandit as strong as an ox dry in an instant, and when the centipedes dispersed, the people on the ground were only left with withered skeletons, like a century-old dry corpse and died on the spot.

"The ancient gods have chosen the sacrifices, and after the food is finished, the rest of the people are safe, and the rites are completed~"

The Prudent Wizard looked at the dried corpse, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, and quickly rattled the bell and chanted.

The rest of the bandits did not have a trace of sadness on their faces, but instead had a kind of joy for the rest of their lives, and they had more respect for the ancient gods, and they dismembered the bandit's corpse and put it back on the chains!

The whole process is like dealing with air-dried bacon!

A group of murderous executioners praying to the gods for protection is ironic and eerie.

Yue Guanchao understood that this devotion came from the horror of death.

They are afraid of death, so they are respectful and docile to everything that can save them from death, and they no longer have the brutality of bandits.

It's just that they have always been the executioners who killed the people of Witch Coffin Town, trapped here for twenty years, and sacrificed themselves with their own hands, which is the biggest and most ruthless punishment for them.

Giving a group of people a clear idea that they are going to die, but not telling them the date, is the highest level of torture.

It's just that he doesn't know what kind of mysterious force is behind it to manipulate all this.

He looked carefully, Song Siyuan walked up to him, lowered his voice and said:

"These two prudent wizards should be Wu Yueniang and Zhong Liangsheng, I feel that the two of them were either threatened by Tang Dianrong and had to do things for Tang Dianrong, or they were greedy and wanted to use the treasure, so they helped to abuse."

Yue Guanchao looked at her, leaned close to her ear and said, "You guessed right, I have found the "Secret of Zuxian", there is indeed no way to lift the curse in it, it is a treasure map, it is in the back mountain." ”

Song Siyuan saw that her guess was true, and excitement flashed in her eyes: "Then, what Wu Yueniang said about lifting the curse is also false?" ”

Yue Guanchao nodded violently at him: "Well, Ah Ying and we have been deceived, we have to carefully calculate how to get out." ”