Museum of Demons

After getting the help of Qi's army soldier spirit and water ghost, the life-threatening encounter was passed safely.

The two souls did not stay here for a long time. After ensuring the safety of Zhang Tao and other disciples of the Heavenly Master’s Mansion, they left. Everyone on the boat still had lingering fears and was unable to recover. Zhang Tao was staring at the simple messages on the phone. The waves are rough.

"Junior Brother, what's the matter?"

"Isn't hurt."

When a Taoist priest saw Zhang Tao motionless, he was slightly worried.

Zhang Tao took a breath, shook his head, and reluctantly said: "Nothing, thank you brother for your concern."

When the Taoist saw him, he didn’t seem to want to say more, and he didn’t follow up. He just thought of the scene he saw just now and couldn’t help but said with emotion: “It’s a good escape from the dead. If it weren’t for the two protector gods to help each other, we’re afraid we’re going The Huai River is in the water, but I don't know which senior used it."

"The two guardian gods will almost have the grace of a righteous **** in the legend."

"Old Liu, are you okay?"

The old Taoist priest turned his head and saw that the boatman was still slumped to the ground with no expression on his face. He helped him up and comforted him: "Don't worry, things are safe for the time being, don't be afraid."

The old boatman’s face was unspeakable, he glanced at the gradually calming water, his face became paler and paler, but several Taoist priests on the boat had their own injuries, and had not noticed the slight change in expression. Zhang Tao glanced at his phone and looked. Brother Xiang Zijia, said:

"Brother, is there a way to drive Yinshen in modern times?"

The Taoist thought for a while, and said: "Yes, but now this year, it is still very high-minded."

"Generally speaking, it takes a few hours to provoke the Yin God and let him act according to orders, which is very troublesome."

Zhang Tao said silently, "What if it is less than ten minutes?"

The Taoist was surprised, and immediately smiled: "How is it possible?"

He just thought it was his younger brother who was confused, and replied casually:

"Unless the humanity of the caster is so high that only a talisman is needed, the Yin Soldier God will be able to obey orders. Oh, where there is such a person, if that is the case, wouldn't it be the legend that the Taoist temple is already in the The realm of the heavenly court leaving names and official positions?"

"That's a god."

"immortal……"

Zhang Tao stared at the short time on the phone and couldn't speak any more.

…………………

Because of this encounter, several Taoists in the Heavenly Master’s Mansion have suffered some injuries. In addition, the boatman who sailed the boat was also terrified. Their faces were pale. Everyone no longer had the idea of ​​continuing on the Huai Shui River. They just rushed towards it. After rushing back, coupled with the fear of the boatman, it took a few hours to return to the village.

He lives in a village along the Huai River.

Residents rely on water for draught, and occasionally take tourists across the river. They are located in a remote location and only recently have electricity and the Internet.

After I went back, I found that there was another person in the village. He was a young man with an ordinary face. He said he was going to travel along the Huai River. So the person who came here to rent a boat had already negotiated, but waited until the boatman went to the village chief. After talking at home for a while, I regretted it again.

Said that at least these few days will not be able to get out of the ship, or just wait and see.

The young tourists were very talkative, and they agreed directly. After everyone in the Tianshi Mansion discussed it, since they have notified the Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, there will naturally be uncles who will deal with the matter. However, the villagers followed them and ran into the water ghost. , I don’t know if there will be any remaining danger, so I just stay in this village for a few days.

Zhang Tao was still distracted by the short message on his mobile phone, but when he went out, he ran into the tourist who was said to have come to the village a while earlier. He greeted him and said politely: "I don't know how to call it yet..."

The young man looked at him and replied:

"My surname is Wu."

Zhang Tao was surprised that this surname is relatively rare, but he didn't think much about it, and nodded.

A man who claimed to be surnamed Wu stood at the entrance of the village and looked out. He heard what had happened to the soldiers of the Qi family and the water ghost. It was Wei Yuan who had arrived from Quan City. The human visual ability relied on the reflected light and the water curtain. The influence of light simply changed the way others saw him.

He didn't show up directly, but went ashore from another place and walked around before Zhang Tao and the others arrived in this village.

The boatman was even more frightened when he saw the sedan-carrying ghost being defeated before, and he must know something.

Only seven pairs of boys and girls carrying the sedan chair could not satisfy Wei Yuan’s goal, and worried that after the helpless Qi’s power appeared, he would frighten the thing behind him and ran away, only to come up with this move. Wei Yuan stared at it for a while. The scenery, let the water ghost and the Qi's army souls pay attention to hiding, staring in this village.

I walked around casually like an ordinary tourist.

Huai Shui, at least the Huai Shui in this part of the river basin, after the water ghost carrying the sedan chair was killed, it was quiet for a while, and it became more and more surging. It seemed that there was something hidden under the water system, and it was extremely angry, sometimes surging. The waves are almost as good as the hills, as if they are about to submerge the villages on both sides of the strait.

Zhang Tao waited for the disciples from the Heavenly Master's Mansion to take a look, and his expression was very ugly.

This is obviously something that is at work.

I just don't know how much water it has stirred up, and how strong it can be.

But in any case, this kind of performance can already be called a **** of water, and it is not a problem that can be solved by little Taoist priests like them. That night, people in the village walked out to sacrifice to the **** of rivers. Zhang Tao planned to discourage. But I don't know how to speak.

Only when they wanted to get closer, the village names stared at them with extremely resentment, and one of the women even shouted fiercely:

"What are you doing here?!"

"If you hadn't killed Jiang Shen's messenger, how could he be called Huaidu be so grand and disrespectful to the gods!"

Speaking of cursing the street, how are some Taoist priests her opponent?

All of them retreat in embarrassment.

The woman who was extremely fierce when scolding, was extremely pious when praying to the Jiang God ceremony.

But it was obvious that the Jiang Shen Huai Du Ye they spoke of didn't appreciate it.

On the first day, the white glutinous rice in the big altar and the extremely high-alcohol white wine were continuously poured into the river water. The part of the river bank that was dumped was surrounded by a strong wine aroma that could not be ignored. But the river is getting more and more turbulent.

Before getting up on the second day, the Taoist priests heard a cry of animals and rushed out to take a look. They saw that the local residents didn’t know where they got the live cows, sheep, pigs, dogs, and chickens. They gathered five animals. He bowed down in front of the river, and killed these animals on the spot.

This was almost the standard for offering sacrifices to the heavens and gods in ancient times.

Blood poured into the river, and the Huai River was turbulent, but it still did not converge in the slightest.

That night, several Taoist priests discussed with each other how to stop the river and repel the evil gods that existed in the river. In another place, in the village head’s house, there was a person in every household in the village. He was silent, the village chief looked around for a week and said hoarsely: "You all know the situation."

"Now those outsiders have harmed Lord Huaidu's messenger, and now Lord Huaidu is angry, and the sacrifices that have been effective in previous years are no longer available. When Lord Huaidu gets the water, we can't escape. "

A young man said: "Then you can't run?"

The village chief sneered: "Run?"

"Which ones did you run away a few years ago, and what end do you not know?"

Everyone stopped talking now. A few years ago, I had indeed heard that someone ran away. It is said that they went to the big city and had a good time. They also gave birth to a pair of children. Only one or two years later, the village The insiders laid a net to fish for fish in the Huai River, but the corpses of an old and small family came online, which scared the fisherman at the time.

Everyone has since stopped thinking of leaving the village.

In addition, there have been floods in the past, and only glutinous rice spirits can be used to deal with it. Sometimes people die in the river, relying on the river to make a living. In the past years, people often die, and they always feel that they will not fall on themselves, but who knows, not now The glutinous rice spirit alone is useless even for the five sacrifices.

The shadow of death enveloped everyone.

After a long silence, the village chief looked around everyone and said, "There is only one way."

He said: "Life sacrifice."

Everyone’s complexion changed. The last life sacrifice was decades ago. Some of them were young and had no impression at that time, and some were not born at all. They only regarded this as a so-called ignorant and lost tradition, but when When the usually gentle and generous village chief uttered these two words, he was shocked to realize that this tradition had not been lost at all.

A woman opened the mouth and said, "Since you said that, the village chief, you should just be born in your family. I remember that your grandson is just six years old, which happens to fit.

The village chief's expression changed, and he faintly said angrily: "What did you say!"

The woman was taken aback, and she insisted: "Why, you are the village head, can you not lead by example? Besides, your grandson is just the right time."

The village chief said, "Huh, isn't your grandson at this age? The old Liu's five children, give out two, and keep the big guy safe, isn't it just right?!"

"The village chief, you two are arguing, what are you doing for me?"

"Why, you..."

A group of people began to quarrel instantly, yelling at each other and blaming each other, and they were arguing very hard.

Suddenly a low voice said: "...Let's grab lots."

"Everyone can't run away."

Everyone's voice paused, and they stopped talking.

They looked at each other and once again fell into the psychological attitude that they had stayed in this village before—someone would be unlucky, but most of them would be safe, and they always thought they would be safe, so they found the white paper, tore it into strips, and grabbed it. .

A man sat on the ground with weak legs.

Draw her daughter.

……………………

In order to prevent the disciples of Tianshifu from getting involved.

The villagers planned to quietly complete the most important sacrifice. They brought cloth bags, leaving out the part of their eyes, covering their faces, and then holding a torch to find the woman's house. The man who had been extremely pious to Jiangshen did not come. He has been knocked out.

At the moment his daughter was drawn, he went crazy to push all these people away, trying to protect his daughter, but he was hit in the back of the head and passed out completely.

In the dark night, a crowd smashed the door open, knocking the woman inside out.

The latter couldn't even see who made the move.

She only saw a faceless, fearless and shameless figure, stretched very long under the torch, with a shaky black figure on her face, like a monster lurking in the dark night.

It seems that after putting on the mask, there is no need to worry about retaliation and no psychological burden.

But at this moment, there was a noisy sound, everyone turned their heads and saw the young tourist in simple clothes. He looked at those people and the tearful little girl, and said: "What are you going to do?! "

No one answered, and the people who covered their faces with black bags stood indifferently.

They picked up the torches and shovel, changed their previous appearance, and approached the visitors step by step~www.wuxiahere.com~ The young tourists paused and said, "Let go of that kid."

"In any case, the child is innocent."

"If there is anything, I will replace her."

The crowd moved for a while, and subconsciously looked at the shortest figure in the crowd. It was the village chief. The latter silently looked at the young man who spoke, and looked at the latter's healthy and young body, thinking that if one sacrifice was not enough, There can be a second one, so he nodded slowly.

Someone tied the young man's hands, pressed him and the little girl, and took him away.

This young man will be the sacrifice of Shui Jun of Huai Shui.

Such a healthy and young sacrifice.

Thinking about it, Shui Jun must be satisfied.

PS: Buffer Chapter~

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