Chapter 53: The Altar of Fire

With the old woman's sharp and piercing laughter, the two of them finally set off towards the altar in the valley. Looking at the dazzling fire in the depths of the valley, Li Canglan and his party frowned and looked at each other.

If Fang Cai heard correctly, Li Canglan clearly heard the old woman mention the word "Netherworld Zhai", and this Spirit Snake Valley seemed to be under the control of this organization now. Looking at the xenophobic meaning revealed in the old woman's words, I'm afraid it's still a foreign organization.

Although Li Canglan had never heard of the name of this Netherworld, just based on the fact that he was sacrificing a living person, he also knew that this Netherworld Mansion was by no means a good type. The area around here is sparsely populated and overgrown with wild grass, but I am afraid that it will not be inseparable from this netherworld.

The three of them glanced at each other, understanding each other's intentions. They all lowered their pace, and followed the old couple in front of them, ready to go to the place where the fire was lit to find out.

The couple was old, lame, and walked very slowly. Li Canglan and his entourage had caught up in a blink of an eye, and on the way, they didn't want to explore the surrounding terrain.

Officially stepping into the village in the Spirit Snake Valley, Li Canglan really felt the weirdness and desolation of this place, not to mention the strange portraits on the door-to-door for the time being, the empty streets were filled with bloodstained bamboo boxes.

This Eastern and Western iron man knows that many snake breeders have this thing, which is used to keep poisonous snakes in captivity. It's just that so many bamboo boxes are lined up together, and this is the first time she has encountered them. The blood stains on the bamboo box have been blackened and coagulated, and it is obvious that it has been abandoned for a long time.

This Spirit Snake Valley is damp and closed, but it is indeed a good place to raise snakes, but I don't know why it is all abandoned? Fang Tienan was thinking about it, only to hear a sudden sound from a bamboo box near the bottom, and the bamboo boxes that had been piled up in an unstable manner were affected and fell down together.

The three of them were all taken aback by this sudden change, and Fang Tienan, who was closest to the box, even exhaled softly. Fortunately, it was midnight, and the street was empty, and no one noticed the sound behind the ears of the old man in front of him.

I saw that in the bamboo box at the bottom, a headless black snake crawled out tremblingly, its head seemed to have been cut off by someone with a knife, the scales near the wound were all broken, and there was still blood, it was its dying struggle this time, which shook off the bamboo boxes placed above.

The half-snake writhed violently for a while, and then it never moved again, thinking that it was only its last flashback. But with the fall of the bamboo box above, Li Canglan and his entourage were horrified to find that among the dozens of bamboo boxes here, they were full of broken snakes like in front of them.

Their snake heads have all been cut off in unison, and the snake bodies in some bamboo boxes have even rotted and smelly, crawling with maggots. There are thousands of dead snakes in this place alone. I thought of what the old woman said in Taniguchi before.

They took great pains to slaughter so many poisonous snakes just to get poison. Where will the venom collected in the end be used? Recalling the fox blood incense he encountered in Kaiyuan Town as a child, Li Canglan only felt a chill down his spine and shuddered.

If that Netherworld Zhai is really a cult, just throwing the snake venom collected in this Spirit Snake Valley into the moat canal will poison the entire city of people, which is more than enough.

Li Canglan and Lan Ruyin glanced at each other, and they both saw the gloom in each other's eyes, this Netherworld Zhai is probably not so simple.

The three of them collected the worries in their hearts and continued to move forward, but this footstep was more cautious and cautious than before.

With a dazzling burst of firelight, the altar in the old woman's mouth finally arrived.

It was a square platform, and in the center of the platform, a little girl about seven or eight years old was tied to a columnar stone statue. The child was petite, tied up to less than half the height of the stone statue behind him.

But around her, there was already a charcoal fire, and between the dry wood, there was still a faint smell of tung oil, and even the girl's face was covered with charcoal ash, and for a while, she could only see an outline, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

In front of the stone statue is a large fire altar, in which a blazing bonfire is burning, and the light of the fire that runs through the sky is coming from.

The stone statue that tied up the little girl, Li Canglan was also familiar to him, it was the statue that was called the "snake god" by Fang Tienan in the broken temple before. Because he was instructed by the master, Li Canglan took a few more looks at the stone statue, and he was quite impressed, and it was impossible to see it wrong.

The stone statue in front of him was much larger than the one in the mountain temple. It's just that for some reason, the hideous head of this "snake god" disappeared like the dead snakes that Li Canglan had encountered on the street before.

There are still obvious traces of knives and axes on the head of the stone statue, which must have been done by the group of Netherworld. Li Canglan and his entourage know this.

Around the fire altar, gathered are hundreds of peasants dressed as the aborigines of the Spirit Snake Valley, only to see their eye sockets deep-set, eyes are blank, as if they have been robbed of their souls, in the face of the huge fire in front of them, they are not moved at all, just stupid and stupid to stand in place.

At this moment, a short old man wearing a hairbandage and silverware, holding a torch and a cane with a peculiar shape, slowly ascended to the altar. He should be the Elder Mo Da Mo mentioned by the old woman earlier.

I saw that Elder Namo slowly placed the strange staff on one side, on top of his ravine-filled face, and suddenly made an exaggerated and hideous expression, and then shouted, "Ahh

Around the altar of fire, the crowd of people like walking corpses seemed to hear the spell, and suddenly revived the zombies, and the godless eyes suddenly radiated incomparable fanaticism, and they also writhed with Elder Mo on the platform.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, in the middle of the night, in front of the huge bonfire, a group of people with haggard colors and described as withered like skeletons, in front of a headless stone statue, suddenly danced hand and foot, what a bizarre and strange picture?

Li Canglan and his entourage, who were hiding in the dark place in the corner, waiting for an opportunity to move, but they couldn't help but be frightened by the terrifying and weird picture in front of them, and the two women grabbed Li Canglan's left and right hands together, and didn't dare to let go for a moment.

Just after a frenzied writhing, Elder Mo's movements on the stage came to an abrupt halt, and the crowd gradually regained their tranquility, and the frenzy in their eyes was lost again, and they returned to their previous state like the walking dead.

At this moment, the sound of breaking gongs suddenly sounded from a distance, accompanied by an elongated sound of beating - the second watch arrived......