Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Shen Gunian's strategy is to let Peng Jia leave quietly on the way to worship, this is a dangerous temptation.

Shen Gunian was in the ceremony of worshiping the gambling coffin god, the evil cultivator pretending to be the village chief could not leave rashly, even if he realized that the formation he had set up was damaged and touched by others, he would not be able to rush back immediately.

The second point is that even if the evil cultivator terminates the worship ceremony, with Peng Jia's ability, it is absolutely no problem to escape.

The most important question is actually whether these villagers still have the possibility of being rescued.

Because Peng Jia has some understanding of some evil cultivating secret arts, once he is involved in such heaven-defying evil arts related to sacrifices, most mortals' lives will be in danger.

Although these villagers seem to be under control, there are many times when Shen Gunian feels that these people are not completely controlled at all.

"It's getting late, and the worship time should be coming soon." As soon as Peng Jia finished speaking, the silver moon in the night sky was gradually stained with evil scarlet.

Shen Gunian stared at the blood moon through the window, frowned, and quickly let go, handed the invisibility cloak to Peng Jia, and said, "Senior Brother Peng, safety of life must come first in everything."

"It would be best if I could get the news from Liu Shu, I'm afraid that the evil cultivator will have other actions and hands and feet."

"Okay." Peng Jia took the invisibility cloak with a cautious look: "Junior Brother Shen, you also need to be more careful. Although I have never fought against Xie Xiu, the cultivation level of the other party must be higher than ours."

Shen Gunian nodded, his gaze inadvertently fell on the lantern that Peng Jia had made, his expression slightly concentrated.

Because the table is placed near the window, the light of the moon can shine through the window into the dark room.

Just when the moon turned into a blood moon, the scarlet moonlight shone on the red lantern. The moment Peng Jia picked it up, Shen Gunian saw a hair-like red thread wrapping around Peng Jia's wrist.

Suddenly, a terrifying thought made Shen Gunian's face turn cold, and he said, "Senior Brother Peng..."

Peng Jia didn't seem to notice it, nor did he see the red line coming out of the candle flame from the red lantern, and his expression was normal: "What's wrong?"

Shen Gu Nian asked seriously: "How many times have you worshiped the Coffin God?"

Peng Jia didn't understand why he asked this question, and said, "Twice..."

With a solemn expression, Shen Gunian took the red lantern made by Peng Jia himself, took the seemingly ordinary red candle under the moonlight, and suddenly broke the candle without warning.

"Junior Brother Shen!" Peng Jia was surprised: "You are..."

When his eyes fell on the small red branch in the middle of the candle, his expression changed drastically: "Isn't this the branch of the Coffin God?"

It turned out that what was wrapped in the candle turned out to be the branch of the God of the Coffin every time it burned, and which one corresponded to the secret technique?

Shen Gunian's understanding of the technique is not deep enough, so he can only guess another possibility from some fragments of the secret technique explained by Peng Jia, and the red line revealed under the reflection of the blood moon just now.

Shen Gunian met Peng Jia's suspicious gaze, and slowly said: "Senior Brother Peng, you and Senior Brother Luo made lanterns for the Coffin God yourself, and from the moment you made the offerings, you have already become half believers."

Peng Jia was shocked, his eyes were flickering, his thoughts were churning, and he said in surprise: "Could it be that the evil cultivator used the moon worship technique of the monster clan?"

Shen Gunian urged: "What is the moon worship technique?"

Peng Jia stared at the red lantern in his hand, and said with a serious tone: "I saw it in the Zongmen Library by accident, and there are some similarities between the two..."

The art of worshiping the moon records that there was a crescent moon tribe in ancient times. They believed in the moon god, and they would worship the moon every full moon night and offer sacrifices to show their respect for the moon god.

An ordinary worship ceremony spread at the beginning was a sustenance spirit endowed by human beings in order to stabilize themselves when they were wandering. They felt that life would become more stable after worshiping the moon god.

However, people are always greedy. When they have a stable life, they will want to have more... The crescent moon people began to become greedy. They longed for power and wealth...

So, from the first fruit offerings, to animals, and finally to... people...

"They obtained the ability of the so-called moon god?" Shen Gunian felt that after listening to it, it was more like the power of faith fabricated a god after the crescent moon tribe worshiped.

Peng Jia nodded with an ugly face: "It was also after that incident that the mortal world began to worship gods, and we realized how terrifying the power of faith condensed by mortals is."

It is so terrifying that it is possible to make up the existence of God.

"God?" Shen Gunian seemed to have heard a big joke, his starry eyes said coldly: "I never believe in the so-called gods, I only believe in myself."

The doomsday is coming, corpses are everywhere, the gods they prayed to, never appeared?

In the end, the only ones who can save them are themselves.

"What's more, real gods don't need so-called sacrifices at all if they want to help mortals." Shen Gunian sneered: "After treating people as sacrifices, the Crescent Moon Clan will eventually be wiped out, right?"

Peng Jia was shocked: "How do you know?"

"It's not gods that are enshrined in this way, but demons." Shen Gunian's eyes were cold, thinking that the doomsday is coming because of the virus that broke out after the failure of human experiments...

Shen Gunian closed his eyes to cover up the negative emotions in his eyes, and then said after calming down: "Senior Brother Peng, are you sure?"

Peng Jia nodded: "If the evil cultivator is indeed using one of the moon worship techniques, the red line you see should be the proof of being recognized as a believer by the coffin god..."

"However, my situation shouldn't be too serious." Peng Jia smiled helplessly: "At most, he was suppressed in his cultivation. After all, compared with ordinary people, we cultivators are not so easy to control."

Shen Gunian's tone became sharp: "So those monks who entered Wangyou Village all followed the path of suppressed cultivation, so they were killed by evil cultivators, right?"

Peng Jia's eyes were complicated, and he sighed: "Indeed, if you hadn't discovered this, I would have been murdered if I went to worship tonight, because after three times of worship, I would have become a true believer of the Coffin God."

Shen Gunian understood that those monks who were brutally murdered from the beginning to the end were deceived from the very beginning.

The main function of the red lantern is actually to suppress the cultivation of monks. Once you make the red lantern with your own hands and light the candles, you have already started the worship ceremony and become a half-believer.

Even if the problem is discovered halfway, the suppressed cultivator is no match for the evil cultivator at all, unless the cultivator's cultivation base overwhelms the evil cultivator, there is a chance to turn defeat into victory.

"Fortunately, Junior Brother Shen, you didn't make lanterns..." Peng Jia was halfway through speaking, his eyes sank, and he looked from the window to the door.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from outside the house.

"It's time to start...on the road..."

Shen Gunian and Peng Jia looked at each other.