But it is the Zhangjiagou fishing village, since the witch of the river temple ordered to come down, under the leadership of the fisherman Zhang Heiyu, a grand sacrificial ceremony is slowly prepared to take shape, waiting for the most important sacrifice in the sacrifice to arrive. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when the preparations for the sacrifice were about to be completed, a nameless wind blew on the river near Zhangjiagou, and three feet of waves rose straight up on the river surface out of thin air, blocking back the Dongjia express boat and several passenger and cargo ships that were about to leave the port.

"Childe, can this method really subdue that evil god?" Liu Ying stood at the bow of the boat with a pale face, looking at the wind and waves that appeared out of thin air, and couldn't help but worry about the plan that was about to unfold.

Dong Rengui looked at the sudden strong wind blowing on the river, and he was also nervous in his heart, but in front of Liu Ying, he had to pretend to be a bamboo in his chest.

"Don't worry, everything is in the hands of this son, you go and act according to the plan, as long as you get rid of the river temple, you will have a bright future!" he scolded the big herring while soothing Liu Ying.

"Then the next official is going!" Liu Ying was comforted by Dong Rengui, his heart settled down a little, and he left anxiously to prepare.

"Qingyu, are you sure that your method is effective?" As soon as Liu Ying left, Dong Rengui's face changed, and he asked Da Qingyu anxiously.

"Don't worry, back then, those Five Doumi Sect didn't know how many witches and evil gods were killed with this hand, and even the Great God of Qingyi had suffered a loss in this hand, not to mention the little evil god who was not even Bai Yi!"

Da Qingyu rolled his eyes and answered Dong Rengui's question for the nth time.

"That's good, that's good......" Dong Rengui listened to Da Qingyu's answer, a little relieved, and said with doubts: "According to what you said, that evil god's spell casting to attract this wind and wave will consume most of his strength, how can he be so unwise?"

Wouldn't I just kill one of his fish demons? If it's so hard, why bother putting us on the river, and a strong wind will overturn the boat and drown us?"

The big herring's eyes shrank slightly, and he said secretly, can the deity tell you that the deity swallowed a wisp of his soul, and he is in a hurry to fight with the deity?

As soon as his eyes rolled, he replied with an impatient look: "How do the deities know? Those evil gods are crazy people with bad heads, who knows what they think? Okay, okay, it's time for us to go, let's go, don't miss the opportunity......"

"Oh. Although Dong Rengui felt that something was wrong, but under the huge information gap, he couldn't say what was wrong, so he had to quietly leave the clipper boat according to the original plan, and dived to the River Temple in the strong wind.

On July 20, the thirteenth year of Daning, at the end of the afternoon, a strong wind suddenly blew in the Zhangjiagou section of the canal, and the ships could not come and go.

When the wind blew, in front of the Zhangjiagou River Temple, a large-scale worship of the river god kicked off.

Under the auspices of Zhang Zhao, the witch of the River Temple, hundreds of people of Zhangjiagou participated in this sacrifice, and under the fanaticism of the believers of the River Temple, time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the time of Shen, and the climax of the sacrifice ceremony came.

After the witch Zhang Zhao danced a strange dance in public, she came to the three sacrificed animals with her hands and feet, she sang a strange tune in her mouth, and cut the trachea of the three animals one by one with a black dagger, so that their blood flowed on the altar, and the blood dried up and died......

As the sacrifice reached its climax, with the death of the three animals, a large force of faith incense mixed with various desires wrapped the three sacrifices through the statues of the gods in the temple, and poured into an unknowable space.

In the space, in a golden hall, a figure wrapped in black gas stood high on the main seat, slowly absorbing the power of the incense that poured into the space, and he didn't notice that the golden words were like tadpoles, as he sucked the incense, and merged into his body......

Outside the space, in front of the river temple, three animals are offered at any time, and the sacrificial ceremony is finally completed, and the rest is the carnival and enjoyment of the remaining sacrifices of the believers.

After the witch Zhang Zhao finished the sacrifice, she first said a few words in public, announcing that she would remove the sacrifice and let the believers eat it, and then took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, and quietly gave Zhang Heiyu a look, and the two quietly slipped into the apse of the river temple.

The apse of the river temple is the residence of the temple witch, and there is a black hole inside, only a small incense lamp in front of the altar of the river god blooms a little light, illuminating the area of less than three feet.

In the midst of that light, a shivering little beggar was tied to the ground like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Miaozhu, this is the sacrifice found by the villain, and it has been washed according to the adult's instructions......" Zhang Heiyu couldn't bear to glance at the frightened beggar, and turned his head to report to the witch like a rewarding dog.

The witch stepped forward with an expressionless face, stretched out her black, thin, withered hand like a chicken's paw, and groped the beggar's body up and down under the beggar's terrified gaze.

Finally, he showed a gloomy smile and said, "Yes, yes, the quality of this sacrifice is very good, and the Yuan Yang is sufficient, which is very good! My god is very satisfied with this sacrifice and can't wait to enjoy him......"

As she spoke, she carefully took out a box from under the altar, and took out a special incense stick from it, which was about to be lit.

"Slow down, adult. At this time, Zhang Heiyu suddenly interrupted the witch's actions, took out a small box from his arms and offered it with both hands: "Today, the villain is lucky to get a box of Taoist special sandalwood, and he has come to worship my god." ”

"Huh?" the witch took the small box suspiciously, took out a palm-length incense stick, and after careful examination, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face, and said, "You are very good, and my God will bless you." ”

At that moment, the witch put on the sandalwood offered by Zhang Heiyu, lit it and enshrined it in front of the statue, she looked closely, and saw a smoke invisible to the naked eye rising up like a dragon, which was absorbed by the statue, and couldn't help nodding, relieved her heart, knelt down to pray, and prepared human sacrifice.

When the witch had finished praying, she took out the black dagger from her sleeve and approached the beggar on the ground tremblingly, so that she would cut off his trachea and sacrifice it alive to the evil god.

"Hmm~Hmm~" When the beggar saw the witch approaching with a dagger, he suddenly felt that a great disaster was coming, and struggled desperately.

"Good~, my little girl, don't be afraid, it's your blessing to be able to serve my god......" The witch pressed the beggar's head with one hand, and slowly put the dagger on the beggar's neck with the other, slowly comforting the beggar like a kind old grandmother.

As the witch comforted her, the beggar's eyes gradually became dull, and the violent struggle gradually stopped.

Seeing this, the witch smiled slightly, knowing that the consciousness of the sacrifice had been confused and could be sacrificed, and her hand holding the dagger was slightly forced, and she was about to cut off the beggar's neck......