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Chapter 424 Psychic Drum

Although Song Jiang understood what the dumb ghost wanted him to do, he couldn't figure out why he came to him.Or did he look for the same person at the time, but he happened to be on duty at the time?Or someone told him there was someone in the library who could help him?

In the last few years of the mute ghost's life, he lived a fairly stable life. He was only responsible for cleaning the ritual instruments used by the high priest every day. Among them, he especially liked the psychic drum played by the saint, so he was careful every time he wiped it. , as if it also has life, a little more strength will hurt it...

Such a comfortable life made the dumb ghost give up the idea of ​​taking his younger sister and fleeing here, thinking that as long as he could be reunited with his younger sister, it would be the same wherever he lived... But it turned out that he was too naive.

All the accidents happened at the annual god sacrifice meeting. That morning, the high priest called the dumb ghost to his side, made him drink a bowl of strange soup, and then told him that he was about to meet his sister...

After hearing this, the dumb ghost was overjoyed, thinking that he could really see his sister who had been parted for many years, and he even began to look forward to the scene of living with his sister, but what he didn't expect was that after a while, he felt top-heavy and his limbs were light. Weak, the body does not listen to it.

The dumb ghost looked at the high priest in panic, wanting to get an answer from him, but the other party didn't even look at him, and just coldly ordered the attendants beside him, "Let the tattoo artist get ready, the ceremony can officially begin..."

The dumb ghost watched helplessly as several people came up to remove his clothes, and then an old man with a beard started tattooing his back with a silver needle dipped in paint. Although the dumb ghost couldn't move his body, he could clearly understand Feel the tingling pain of the silver needle piercing the skin.

Song Jiang knew in his heart that this should be to tattoo the totem of the evil god on the dumb ghost first, and then peel it off to make a human skin totem. He is about to endure the pain of skinning with the dumb ghost.But he still wanted to wait and see, why did the high priest say that the dumb ghost was going to meet his sister soon?Could it be that the woman named Mei Duo is dead? !
While Song Jiang was hesitating, the skinning ceremony officially started...

If there is a level of human pain, then skinning should be regarded as the ceiling of torture. Song Jiang has never felt such pain. Although he knows that all this is the experience of the dumb ghost and not himself, he can still clearly feel the skin tearing. cracking pain.

The severe pain made Song Jiang's consciousness go blank for an instant, not to mention silently reading the "coffee soy milk" agreed with Meng Zhe, even who was he?It's almost hard to figure out where I am.

The whole process of skinning was very long, and the high priest personally performed the knife. He seemed to be carefully cutting a work of art, and slowly, one knife at a time, peeled off the entire skin of the dumb ghost's back from the muscles...

The dumb ghost couldn't figure out why the high priest did this to him?The severe pain caused the capillaries in his eyes to burst, and bloody tears were slowly flowing down from the corners of his eyes. His body also twitched non-stop because he couldn't bear the pain, like a dying fish Powerless to resist.

When the high priest finally peeled off the entire totem image from the dumb ghost, he said to the dumb ghost with a smile on his face, "It is your honor to be the carrier of the communication between the gods and this world...and also your whole family." I am honored, I will tell the headman, let your whole family be completely freed from slavery, and make sacrifices to the gods with their noble identities. The herbs in the past few years are indeed not in vain, only such strong and elastic skin can show the gods dignity."

At this time, the dumb ghost was already in so much pain that he couldn't think. When he finally died, he finally understood what the high priest meant. It turned out that he was sacrificed to the gods. It turned out that the high priest had been lying to him from the very beginning...

As the mute ghost closed his eyes unwillingly, the world fell into darkness... Song Jiang thought that his memory should end here, but unexpectedly, a strange drum sound suddenly came from his ear. There was a sound, and a picture of a girl beating a drum appeared in front of Song Jiang's eyes.

This should be another new generation of saintesses, because she still looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, which makes Song Jiang feel cold. If all saintesses only use girls of this age group, then those before Where did the adult saint go? !
With the graceful dance of the saint and the regular drumbeat, the totem image of the human skin that was still warm was hung high, and with the vibration of the drum, the totem on the totem image It seems to be really alive...

At the same time, the high priest on the altar also began to go crazy. He looked at the totem with excitement and said, "The gods came to the world to protect our tribe forever!"

At this point the sacrifice reached its climax (tide), and all the clansmen cheered for joy, shouting in their mouths like the high priest, "Protect my tribe forever! Keep my tribe immortal!" Only then did Song Jiang realize that the high priest dared to love He wanted to summon that so-called god!
As the sound of the drum became more and more urgent, a scaled gray claw really protruded from the totem image. Song Jiang thought to himself, what kind of god is this?This is clearly a monster, right? !

At this point in the matter, the claws of the "God" are stretched out from the painting. Logically speaking, it should be regarded as a success. But at this critical moment, the saint who played the drum suddenly spewed blood, and then He fell to the ground and died.

It happened so fast that none of the people present, including the high priest, knew what was going on, but one thing is certain, that is, when the saint died, no one would beat the drums, and once the drums stopped, the The claws that had been stretched out were pulled back into the totem image in an instant.

At this point, all the memory of the dumb ghost ends...

After Song Jiang regained consciousness from his own body, he couldn't recover for a long time. On the one hand, he was tortured by the dumb ghost who was skinned before his death, and on the other hand, he was confused by the final failure of the sacrificial activity.

Meng Zhe saw that Song Jiang was a little absent-minded, so he thought that his consciousness hadn't returned to its original position, so he patted his cheek hard and said, "Song Jiang?! Wake up Song Jiang!"

Song Jiang came back to his senses in an instant after being photographed, and then said nonchalantly, "Why didn't it work?"

Meng Zhe was asked in a daze, "Why didn't you succeed? What did you see?!"

"I know what the dumb ghost wants me to do..." Song Jiang said in a daze.

　Today's update... I have survived the high fever, and now I have a cough, which is too uncomfortable. I feel that my lungs are about to be coughed out, so everyone should take care, whether you can go to the sheep or not, and people have different physiques , Others seem to have no symptoms, but I will ruin half of my life here. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I wish everyone a happy new year!This year's New Year's Day is destined to be a different New Year's Day, and I didn't expect that I would be able to go from 2022 to 2023. Bring a sheep for the new year.

　　
　
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