Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 333 Evil God Comes to the World, Immortal Faceless

Just when Xin Ziqiu was amazed by the weirdness of the statue, the tourists and vendors near the float suddenly fell to the ground as if possessed by demons, and began to kowtow to the statue.

"The white lotus fairy appears! May my family of thirteen be free from disease and disaster this year, and the stars will shine brightly!"

A plump, white middle-aged man in a satin embroidered mandarin jacket knelt on the ground, smacking his head and praying loudly.

As soon as he took the lead, it seemed as if a pot had exploded on the street, and the voices of blessings and prayers came and went, endlessly.

"The third child of my family will take part in the capital examination this year. Please ask the Great Immortal Bailian to bestow auspiciousness and ensure that he wins the gold list! Xinmin is willing to build ten golden statues for the Great Immortal!"

"My Lord Bailian! Jia Yan died suddenly of illness last month and failed to leave a suicide note. A large amount of real estate title deeds, gold and silver treasures in the family are missing. Please be kind to the Great Immortal. If I can get the inheritance back, I am willing to give Ten...no, donate one-fifth of the wealth to the Great Immortal!"

"It's been more than three years since Jiannei started, and he has two daughters under his knees, but he has never been able to give birth to a son, but the lion roars in the east of the river, and he does not allow concubines. Please bless the white lotus! Take Jiannei to the Western Paradise as soon as possible, so that the little people can live Take another concubine and three wives, so that the incense can continue! Xiaomin is willing to sacrifice two young girls to the Great Immortal!"

"I bow down to the Great Immortal Bailian! My sixty-year-old mother was forced to earn a living, but she only kidnapped and sold a few young children, and was imprisoned and suffered a lot. People's hearts are not ancient, and parents and officials have no respect for the elderly. I implore the Great Immortal to be sympathetic to our orphans and widowed mothers." , rescued Jiaci from prison. Xiaomin is willing to sacrifice souls every year, and will never neglect!"

As the float moved forward, people on both sides of the long street fell to their knees as if they were harvesting wheat, speaking loudly of their wishes.

Xin Ziqiu frowned. The prayers of these people were justified at the beginning, but afterward, they became more and more outrageous.

Not only that, their expressions also became ferocious and crazy as the float approached, as if the darkness and evil thoughts in a certain corner of their hearts were being drawn out.

And as the crowd prayed almost hysterically, inexplicable forces rushed towards the faceless statue on the float, converging into it like rivers entering the sea.

Xin Ziqiu looked intently, and saw that under the face of the god statue without facial features, the wriggling fine lines began to change, like boiled asphalt, there were sticky big bubbles popping up one after another.

Under the induction of his divine sense, he discovered that strange energies escaped and radiated towards everyone, causing more chain reactions...

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"Bai Lian Daxian who saves the suffering! My son has tuberculosis and needs human blood steamed buns to save his life, but Caishikou has not killed a death row prisoner in three months. I beg the Daxian to grant blessings and cut off a few more heads so that my poor child can eat as soon as possible." The life-saving elixir! The women’s family is poor and there is nothing to repay. I am willing to cut off my two fingers and offer them to the Great Immortal!"

A middle-aged woman burst into tears, and suddenly pulled out a somewhat rusty kitchen knife from her bosom, and slashed at her left hand without hesitation.

There was a "poof", and the blood suddenly appeared.

Xin Ziqiu was taken aback, and saw that the two fingers chopped off by the woman instantly turned into a cloud of strange black air, rushing into the statue on the float.

Seeing this, the woman didn't care to bandage her bloody left hand, and seemed to forget the pain, with an ecstatic expression on her face, and said loudly:

"Thank you, Immortal Bailian, for enjoying the sacrifice!"

Seeing that the woman got a response, everyone present fell into a deeper frenzy...

"Jia Zhengjing, a late student, studied hard in Han Chuang for more than ten years, but he still failed to be named in the gold list. However, his former friend Xia Hugao was lucky enough to win the Juren this year. This humanities ability is not as good as mine. It must be because of his family's wealth, so that he can be bribed with gold and silver. Examiner. Please ask the Faceless Immortal to uphold justice, to send a plague for the 24 members of his family, and to take their lives, so I will honor my heart. The believers are willing to cut off their feet and use their own pain as a sacrifice to the Immortal."

As he said that, he rushed towards the fast-moving float, and fell down on the road, letting the huge wooden wheels run over his knees.

There was a tooth-sickening sound of bone shattering, but Jia Zhengjing, who was dressed as a scholar, did not see any signs of pain. He put his hands on the ground, crawled towards the street, and shouted loudly:
"Hey, it's done! My wish has been fulfilled, and I will die without regret!"

It's not just him, the way people on the street offer sacrifices at this time is not limited to promises, but to put into practice, some people began to burn their skin with incense sticks until it was smoky, some people began to cut their wrists with knives, blood gurgle and flow...

The scene was chaotic, and the long street was in a mess.

However, as long as someone self-mutilates, their flesh and blood will quickly turn into dense black air, and quickly gather towards the statue.

And above the weird and grotesque face of the god, the bubbles began to burst rapidly one by one, and black tentacles grew out of it, twisting and shaking constantly, as if an octopus was stuck to the face.

Xin Ziqiu could see it clearly, knowing that the so-called Faceless Immortal on the float must be the incarnation of some kind of evil god.

According to his past temperament, he must take care of this nosy business.

But right now he is facing the pursuit of Masahiko Shimadzu, and he is too busy to take care of himself.

There was no fork in this road. Although I relied on my supernatural power of forgetting to hold back the little devil, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. If I ran away on this long straight street, I would be caught up sooner or later.

No, you have to think about countermeasures first...

But before he had time to come up with a perfect plan, the float speeded up and galloped towards him.

As the statue got closer and closer, Xin Ziqiu suddenly felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

"By the way, if you want to solve Masahiko Shimadzu, why can't you turn to the Faceless Immortal for help?"

Once this thought came together, it was like water breaking a dike, and it was out of control.

"The Faceless Immortal has great supernatural powers, and is worshiped and sacrificed by all living beings. He can satisfy everyone's requirements, as long as he pays a sufficient price..."

"No, I finally had such an opportunity. I shouldn't use it against Shimadzu Masahiko, but should investigate the real murderer who killed Dad...

"No...why do I still have to worry about these issues? Just ask the Faceless Immortal to revive Dad, so that our father and son can be reunited, and we can live a carefree life like before?"

"What should I sacrifice to get the help of the Faceless Immortal?"

Xin Ziqiu instinctively felt that as long as his wish could come true, he would give up everything...

This was the purest thought deep in his heart, almost without thinking, he would blurt out and pray to the Faceless Immortal.

But before he opened his mouth to speak, a voice that seemed real and unreal had already been heard...

"I am the Faceless True Immortal of the Upper Realm who came down to the world of mortals to plead for the lives of all people."

"Your mind, I already know, sacrifice a pair of eyes, I can fulfill your mind..."

The voice is neither male nor female, neither old nor young, and has a strange and inexplicable affinity that makes people feel sincerely convinced.

After hearing this, Xin Ziqiu showed a frenzied expression on his face, stretched out his right hand, bent his middle and middle fingers like steel hooks, and slowly pulled towards his eyes...

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(End of this chapter)