Cheng Moji

Feng Qiwu stared at the sky, and said with a serious face: "What god? I'm afraid it's another man-eating monster."

During the time of a cup of tea, Leng Xin had already appeared next to the two of them and told them what had happened.

"What a demonic aura." Leng Xin was the most sensitive.

"It's not a good bird to play tricks." Feng Qiwu answered.Leng Xin suddenly remembered that she pretended to be a flower picker before, and couldn't help but stay silent, thinking: She still hates others to lie to her the most.

Strangely, the three did not discover the entity of the monster, nor did they discover the actual process of the monster enjoying the sacrifice.It was just a gust of wind, and a young man screamed in pain from the sky, "Ah—ah—" The pain spread all over everyone present, as if the skin and bones were peeled from themselves.

Leng Xin was very calm and said, "This voice came from the Scarecrow."

The shouting resounded throughout the universe, and echoed in the valley for a long time. After a while, the voice gradually became weaker, with continuous panting, and then it was completely silent.I saw that the scarecrow was still intact.

"It turns out that the scarecrow has a living soul attached to it."

Feng Qiwu nodded in agreement and said, "En."

"Then the god's sacrifice is the scarecrow's soul?"

"Indeed." He replied coldly.

Dongfang Yingdun felt infinitely creepy and paralyzed from his heart. Thinking about the scarecrow flame priest stuffed with corpses was enough to make him sick, and hearing the screams again and again was already extremely uncomfortable.The delicate oriental world usually lives in a clean world, and doesn't see a lot of bloody smells.At this time, there was sound and movement, all-round vomiting feeling overwhelming, and then turned sideways and vomited for a while...

Feng Qiwu patted him on the shoulder softly. Feng Qiwu, who had already treated his younger sister like an older sister, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Is it better? Dongfang."

After a long time, Dongfang Ying nodded.

The sacrificial ceremony is still in progress, and the ghosts and gods have already left.I saw that everyone picked up the torches in their hands and threw them towards the center. The raging fire burned up and brought the scarecrow into the flames.The ceremony was successfully completed, and a fire seemed to burn all the sins just invisible. Everyone was ready to enjoy the blessing of the gods in the satisfaction of this ceremony, and more satisfaction, satisfaction, and happiness.

The shaman continued to host: "It's getting late today, the flame ceremony is over, everyone go back and rest first."

The dew is heavy in late autumn, and the night is very thick, leaving only a pool of fire that is gradually being swallowed by the moisture of the night.

After waiting for the others to leave, Feng Qiwu and the others walked towards the direction designated by Shan Po.The shadow of the moon is slanting to the west, the noise of people on the road is less, and it is separated from the extremely prosperous ceremony before.Unexpectedly, in such a village, they would meet the believers of Moonlight again.But things that like the moonlight often cannot see the light.

In the forest, the sound of the leaves of the pagoda, the crisp sound of the footsteps when they encounter the accumulated leaves in the ground, vibrate the forest path, and taking advantage of the moonlight, one can faintly see the serpentine white path in the distance.The three of them were already exhausted, Feng Qiwu held Dongfang Ying's arm, everyone remained silent, listening to the echo of one step, two steps, three steps, crushing fallen leaves.In a trance, I saw patches of black shadows unfolding in the distance, one after another, like a group of villages.It was not clear in the night, but there was a cold-hearted Fox Nose, and he didn't need to ask anyone, just walked towards the increasingly familiar scent of a woman, and then gradually walked into the small alley.

Leng Xin was in charge of finding the way, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, jumping up and down, and soon stood at the door of a certain dilapidated farm house, and called the two people walking slowly behind with a thousand miles of voice.

Leng Xin pointed at this place and said: "It's here, absolutely right."