Jiang Fuyuan's words made Lu Qi speechless.

Not only Lu Qi, everyone present felt that what she said seemed to make a little sense.

Zhou Ping couldn't help but speak, and asked timidly: "If his family is not a divine envoy, then how can Shenmu appear in his family?" How could his illness be cured? ”

Jiang Fuyuan walked over and looked up at the wall carefully.

Seeing her eyes staring at the rotten wood without blinking, Zhong Yongfeng walked over and asked, "Do you see something wrong?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan pointed to the position of the ears of the rotten wood grimace: "It doesn't seem to be aligned here, it looks like two pieces of wood are spliced together." ”

Hearing this, Chi Shinsu also walked up to her and looked up: "It's really not one. ”

Jiang Fuyuan reached for the rotten wood, but the red cloth strip hung the rotten wood high, and she was still on tiptoe a little.

Zhong Yongfeng flicked his wrist, the sword in his sleeve slid out, and only two back and forth cut the strip of cloth, and the rotten wood had no support, and it fell down.

Seeing Zhong Jifeng's movements, Lu Qi's expression changed greatly: "Shenmu! My Sacred Tree! ”

He stretched out his hand to catch the rotten wood, but no matter how fast his body was, it was not as fast as Zhong Jifeng's sword, and before the rotten wood fell to the ground, the cold light of the sword in his sleeve flashed, and it was stabbing the ear of the rotten wood's grimace.

Click.

The grimace split in two, half of which rolled to Zhou Ping's feet, and the other half smashed on Lu Qi's head, who was a step late.

Zhou Ping looked down and saw half of her grimace stuffed with black hair, exuding a foul smell.

She couldn't help but retch and almost fainted.

There was also a foul-smelling mass of hair in the half of the grimace in front of Lu Qi, which made him tremble in fright.

What the hell did grandpa dream bring back to him!

Jiang Fuyuan kicked half of the rotten wood in front of Zhou Ping with his toes, and the rotten wood tumbled, and a small sticky light brown and yellow object fell out, which seemed to be a piece of meat.

Zhou Ping completely collapsed, turned around and vomited directly.

Lu Qi rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

Syllable!

Xiao Fat slapped him in the face with a big, and dragged Lu Qi back from the brink of fainting.

After Jiang Fuyuan gave the little clever ghost an approving look, he turned his head and asked, "Does your grandfather have any other requirements besides letting you worship this thing?" ”

Lu Qi didn't dare to answer with a white face, but Zhou Ping, who had finished spitting on the side, wiped his mouth and said astringently: "He also asked us to sacrifice people in our village." ”

Lu Qi got the rotten wood, and for some reason the itching on his body stopped the next day, and he carried the rotten wood to the village to trumpet that this was a sacred tree, and that his grandfather had become the divine envoy of the White Lotus True Monarch, and specially returned to the village to benefit the villagers.

How could the villagers who were tortured by poison have the energy to delve into the unreasonableness, and when they saw that Lu Qi was no longer tortured by poison, they rushed forward and knelt down, praying for the so-called White Lotus True Monarch to protect them and relieve them of the pain of poison.

It's just that they burn incense every day and pay tribute every day, and the poisoned people in the village are still itching, and the people who go to the fields are still unable to farm and work.

Lu Qi said that they were not pious enough, so the White Lotus True Monarch was unwilling to protect Xiyue Village, and if he wanted to get the mercy of the True Monarch faster, he had to use more effective sacrifices, such as people.

But human sacrifice is not mandatory, Lu Qi said that the White Lotus True Monarch only accepts the sacrifice of sincere people, and the true monarch who is not sincere human sacrifice will not accept it at all.

Zhou Ping's husband, Jun Ah Niu, was the first to voluntarily sacrifice. He was deeply plagued by poison, and the tumors on his body had festered and flowed because of long-term scratching, and he felt that instead of itching to death, it was better to become a human sacrifice, in exchange for the White Lotus True Monarch to protect his wife and children.

So under the guidance of Lu Qi, he chose a full moon night, walked into the mountains alone, and walked towards the altar of the legendary White Lotus True Monarch.

Jiang Fuyuan frowned and asked, "How long has he volunteered to sacrifice?" ”

Zhou Ping wiped away her tears and said, "It's been ten days." ”

"Is he alone?"

Zhou Ping shook his head: "After my husband went, I went to the field with Ergou to see it a few times, and when I came back, I didn't feel itchy, and other people in the village thought that it was my husband's sacrifice that worked, and then went to four or five human sacrifices one after another." ”

She paused, and then said: "Lu Qi said that as long as the human sacrifice is enough, and the White Lotus True Monarch feels our sincerity, it turns out that the people who went to sacrifice will come back safely......

Human sacrifice, human sacrifice, become a sacrifice, where is the possibility of returning? I'm afraid that those people have already died in Huangquan.

Looking at Zhou Ping's hopeful eyes, Jiang Fuyuan was silent for a moment, and did not explain this thing that everyone knew thoroughly.

She turned her head to stare at Lu Qi: "Take us to the altar you said to have a look." ”

Lu Qi didn't dare to disobey, so he could only get up tremblingly, drooping his head and leading the way in front.

Seeing that they were leaving, Zhou Ping couldn't help but follow a few steps, holding his collar in his hand, and said uneasily: "Then the poisonous ...... in our village"

Jiang Fuyuan turned his head and said lightly: "This is not poison, it should be a ghost, burn and smoke it with fresh tung branches." ”

"Furth, furth?" Zhou Ping repeated two unfamiliar words.

Jiang Fuyuan nodded: "It's also called tickling ghosts, but the symptoms of your villagers are more serious than ordinary itching ghosts, you do what I say first." ”

After speaking, a few people followed behind Lu Qi and walked towards the dense mountain forest behind Xiyue Village.

The altar is not far away, it is only two miles away, but Lu Qi took them around the forest for several hours, but they did not see the shadow of the altar.

Jiang Fuyuan frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "Do you recognize the way, you won't deliberately take us around to play, right?" ”

Lu Qi was full of sweat: "I recognize, I recognize, I remember that this is how I went......"

When he walked to the fork again, Lu Qi looked to the left and then to the right, gritted his teeth and decided to choose the left road.

Jiang Fuyuan reminded expressionlessly: "You are wrong." ”

Lu Qi was shocked: "You, do you know the way?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan sneered: "I don't know the road, but I recognize this tree." ”

She pointed to a large tree on the left and said, "This is the sixth time we've passed through it." ”

Lu Qi: ......

At dusk, Lu Qi finally lost his temper, sat on the ground and said to himself: "I tried my best!" I can't walk anymore! Kill me! ”

He was sad and sobbed, and said, "I obviously walked according to my grandfather's instructions, and I don't know why I couldn't walk to the altar......

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the woods.

Several people turned their heads to look at them in unison, only to see two pairs of green and shiny beanie eyes staring directly at them, one tall and one short, with the same fluffy little face.

Zhong Yongfeng: "This is ...... Weasel? ”

The two small yellow furry creatures straightened up, and the larger one put their left and right paws together and made a gesture at them.

A familiar feeling flashed through Jiang Fuyuan's heart.

The big weasel let out a series of weird laughs, wagged its tail at her, and one turned around and led the little weasel up the side path.

Little Paw ran a few steps, then looked back at a few people, and the weird laughter in Little Point's mouth continued.

Zhong Yongfeng was familiar with the small animals in the mountains and fields, turned his head to Jiang Fuyuan and said, "Do you think they want to show us the way?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "It's possible. ”

Presumably seeing that they did not move, the big weasel let out two more strange laughs at them, and then twisted his buttocks, and sat crookedly on the ground, hugging his tail, and scratching at his little paws on the tail, as if imitating the hair on the tip of the tail with a small comb.

Jiang Fu Kite: ...... It feels more familiar.

She looked at it for a moment, and then said, "Follow it, it doesn't look like it's trying to hurt us." ”

The two weasels seemed to understand her, and with a scream, they jumped up from the ground and began to take them back and forth between the different grass paths.

With these two little hairy faces leading the way, it didn't take long for a stone house to appear in front of everyone.

(End of chapter)