Chapter 1234: It's Too Evil

The old man's shouting was just shouting. There was not even a gong sounding, but when people listened, why did a strong sense of sadness come to their hearts?

No, only the people of the Seven Gates know. What makes people sad is not the tone of the old man, but the nostalgia for the dead brothers of the Seven Gates.

Moreover, with the shouting of this tour all over Yeling Mountain, the brothers who were sleeping in the graves seemed to be awakened to their souls.

The living, the dead, there is a resonance in the heart. And this resonance forms a Top Gun note. Let everyone, every soul, become more and more blood-pumping and passionate!

With a drizzling rain, this atmosphere lasted for nearly half an hour, until another gong sounded.

Boom!

The sound of the gong echoes in the mountains for a long time, as if to comfort every awakened soul.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people dressed in fancy clothes and with bells and whistles painted on their faces came.

Bizarre dress? All the bells and whistles?

If this group of people hears it, or if those who believe in them hear it, it must be urgent.

What is fancy dress? They are as small as a button, they are all carefully carved, full of faith, and will never allow others to be scorned!

What are the bells and whistles of painting? Their makeup is a kind of respect for God!

That's right, if you put it in ancient times, they were the most respected priests!

The arrival of these priests naturally coincided with this grand event. If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not! However, there are some people who are willing to believe even if they know that something does not exist at all, because these people just want to make hope good.

Therefore, if an expert looks at it at a glance, the tombs on Yeling Mountain are definitely not random, but determined according to feng shui!

The hundreds of priests were shouting and jumping around. They are not shouting, they are praying like God. And their movements are like dancing, and they seem to be dancing in a disorderly manner. In fact, looking at their bare feet, it is obvious that they are drawing yin and yang gossip diagrams in place.

"I want to play too, I want to play too!" Murong Shishi said with a dancing hand and a brother.

"Shhhh If Liang Yin hears it, he has to beat you! Wang Yuyan said.

"Oh!" Murong Shishi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Yuyan was right, she died again just now. Are the priests playing? Can you be stricter?

"Yikes!" As if she had discovered a new world, Elophi pointed to the west and said, "Look, that girl is so beautiful, and she is beautiful!" ”

Sure enough, there was a young woman who was carried in by two strong men.

Although the woman's face is covered with a scarf, judging from the fair skin and vague outline, this is definitely a beautiful woman. Moreover, just that pair of eyes is enough to fascinate thousands of animals!

In addition to having a face that is likely to be close to perfection, the woman's figure is also first-class. The clothes she was wearing, in the eyes of those who didn't understand, thought it was the dance costume of a minority girl. It's a bit leaky, but it's really sexy and sexy!

What role will this young woman be? Why is she holding a dead branch in her hand? What is she trying to do?

Soon, Han Xiaohei heard from other people's mouths that this young woman turned out to be the role of a holy aunt.

No wonder he was carried in, it turned out that he was really a person with status!

I saw that the holy aunt was carried to a glass water tank, and then she was put down. She folded her hands, and the more than 100 priests immediately surrounded her, facing the holy aunt, and lined up in several columns in an orderly manner.

The Holy Aunt had words in her mouth, and the priests also had words. However, it was the Holy Aunt who read it first, and the priest followed suit. Why? Because that girl is a holy aunt!

Such a scene lasted for nearly ten minutes, and everyone who listened to it was a little sleepy. Of course, only Han Xiaohei wanted to sleep.

Finally, the ritual of the group seemed to be over. The Holy Aunt turned around and inserted the dead wood into the water tank.

A strange scene has appeared!

The water in the tank, as if boiling, was bubbling and glowing with white mist. Of course, that's not the point, the point is that the dead wood, under the gaze of so many pairs of eyes, is actually taking root and sprouting at a breakneck speed?

Oh, my God!

Is this magic? But presumably, there is no magician in the whole world who can do this, right?

Because this does not cooperate with the cameraman, to turn all kinds of angles, so that the magician can fool people's eyes. It's really a water tank, it's really a dead wood, and it's so green.

This is so wicked!

There are some things that I didn't believe in at first, but they happen again. Even so-called scientists can't come up with any explanation.

Moreover, let alone the rich, there are really some high-ranking officials, and the higher you climb, the more you believe this!

Seeing that the dead wood had a life, the holy aunt pulled it out. Then, from the bottom to the top, it was crushed into powder little by little, mixed with the still boiling water.

That's right, the holy aunt crushed the three-year-old baby's wrist-thick branch into powder.

How did she do it? I don't know, but it doesn't seem like I had any strength at all.

Until all the branches were crushed, and the boiling water came to an abrupt end. It's quiet, just when people can't imagine what will happen next.

Suddenly, the originally clear tank of water changed color and turned red like blood!

No, it seems to be blood, because in the air, there is already a pungent fishy smell, which spreads.

The holy aunt stretched out her arms, and there was a burst of grunting, and then the more than 100 priests below each carried a small glass fiber reinforced plastic, so that all the brothers of the seven gates bit their hands and dripped blood inside. When all the blood was gone, the priests, with a clown smile, turned around and poured all the blood into the large glass jar.

With the pouring of blood, the branches that were originally crushed slowly appeared in front of people's eyes, and they became stronger!

Shenggu turned out a porcelain bowl, scooped a bowl full of blood, and after Liang Yin walked over, she handed the bowl to Liang Yin.

The next thing Liang Yin has to do is to drink all the bowls full of blood.

If you just drip blood in the wine, and there isn't a lot of it, then that's fine. But a bowl full of blood, or human blood, is a little unacceptable for men, let alone a little girl?

Therefore, after Liang Yin finished the bowl, he almost retched. However, she could only endure it. Because, she had to drink it, there was no other choice! Although she doesn't know, why do this!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Liang Yin closed her eyes and raised her head to drink blood, but she didn't notice that while she was drinking, another strange thing happened!

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