The fruit of killing life

Chapter 90 Open the cage door, release the owl god! (seeking subscription)
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All kinds of flags on the Niaozui Slope are billowing in the wind, and the mountain haze mixed with incense ash and paper money whizzes past, blowing so hard that people can hardly keep their eyes open.

Even though the time of the grand ceremony has been postponed to noon, the sky over Beiman Mountain is still extremely gloomy.

In addition, July [-]th is the Ghost Festival, the day when the gate of hell is opened.

Inadvertently, what sounded in everyone's ears seemed to be no longer the sound of the wind, but the whimpering of ghosts and wolves.

And inside the royal mausoleum, in the majestic Xiangdian.

The main sacrifice of the "corpse sacrifice" ceremony has begun.

Everything is under the arrangement of [Dianyi], [Ji Shan] and [Fengci], the three officials of the palace, and is strictly implemented in accordance with ancient rituals.

A few birds that can be seen everywhere on Beiman Mountain just swayed on the beams of the house, carefully monitoring every move of the people below.

From time to time, one flapped its wings and flew away, delivering news to Wang Tiger who was waiting outside.

The "corpse" sitting on the altar was none other than Zhou Jingyuan, the heir son of the Luoyang prince whom Wang Yuan had met once.

He was wearing the prince's five-clawed dragon robe, with five-clawed positive dragons on the front and back, and five-clawed walking dragons on both shoulders.

The entire Dayan, except for the emperor's clothing, is respected by this robe.

According to the sacrificial ceremony, ten days ago, Zhou Jingyuan performed the "Corpse Ritual", and as the selected "corpse", he was recognized by his ancestors.

Two days ago, he had performed the "Rite of Sustained Precepts". During the fasting period, he could neither listen to music, mourn funerals, drink alcohol, eat meat, or have sex with prostitutes.

It is necessary to abandon distracting thoughts, calm the mind and calm the mind, so as to better communicate with the ancestors.

As of today's main ceremony, the ceremony is a hundred times more grand than what Wang Yuan had experienced before.

"Wine offered by King Yi—!"

Trembling, Zhou Jingyuan stretched out his hand to take the fine wine served in a jade vessel by his father.

Sprinkle part of it on the ground first, use the aroma of the wine to attract the terrifying ancestor who lives underground, take another sip, and put the rest on the altar under your feet.

"The concubine offers wine—!"

Then receive the wine offering from Concubine Yi and repeat the procedure just now.
After the three offerings were over, even though everyone was bowing to him, Zhou Jingyuan couldn't see any color on his face.

Instead, he stared at his younger brother who was kneeling not far in front of him—the second prince, King Zhou Jing of Dechang County, and gritted his teeth.

"Okay, Zhou Jingjing! You are really my good brother!

Others thought you were born as a reincarnation of a green-haired bastard, but they didn't expect you to have such scheming tricks. You didn't hesitate to use your own concubine to soften the old immortal's ears, and sent me to be a 'corpse'.

You wait for me, when the old man dies and I ascend the throne, I will make all the men in Luoyang City be your 'dry brothers'! "

But although this son is ruthless in his heart, even he himself is not sure whether he can really usher in that day.

"Play music! Dance!"

Sing along with [Dianyi].

All the men of Yi Wang's lineage began to dance "Four Generations Music" and "Chaotian Music" to the accompaniment of the big bronze music.

Stomp, twist hips, clap hands, turn left, turn right.
Invite the underground ancestors to come here to enjoy offerings with grand music and dance.

Probably [Fengci]'s previous letter had an effect.

After the King of Luoyang was severely read, it was not so absurd to let those young girls wear cool gauze dresses to perform dances for King Yili.

It also saved Wang Yuan from committing more murders.

At the same time, the periphery of Niaozui Slope.

The roads everywhere have been under martial law layer by layer, and outsiders are not allowed to enter or exit.

Today, the vassal king has long lost the qualification to mobilize the garrison of his vassal, so most of the people in charge of martial law are the retainers and servants supported by the palace itself.

It's just that they are all carrying guns and knives, and they are vicious, but I don't know how many of them also take up the second job of "bandit".

The other part is the mausoleum guards drawn from Daling Village.

It's just that after the Wang family suffered successive losses, their manpower was already stretched, and even many half-sized men were stuffed in.

Not only that, from the elderly to the children, as long as the Wang clan can move, they have actually come to the foot of the Niaozui slope.

According to the past practice, after the end of the sacrifice, the King of Luoyang will have some rewards, and no one is willing to give up the benefits for nothing.

however.

Wang Yunhu, who was patrolling around, frowned. Although today was the big day he had been looking forward to for a long time, he felt a little flustered for no reason.

And he also found that when the tribe got together, a strange atmosphere gradually spread among them.

Many were whispering behind the scenes.

Once he looked over, he immediately stopped talking, and when he looked away, he would continue again.

In the past, only the idiot in the long room was entitled to this kind of treatment, but now it's his turn.

It's just that he said it clearly at the time, but now he said it secretly, which annoyed him even more.

"That bastard Cui Tong!"

Wang Yunhu, who knew the root cause, although his teeth were itching with hatred, had nothing to do with that guy who had disappeared without a trace.

During this period of time, just like the divination made by "Military Master" Lang Qi at the beginning: "Blood light soars to the sky for eighteen days!"

Although there was no need to go to the tomb during these twelve days, until the day before the grand ceremony, Daling Village was still plagued by blood and light.

And the place with the most dead people is precisely around the courtyard where Ge Daoye lived.

There are various ways of death. Some people choked to death while eating, some were thrown to death while repairing houses, and some were drowned to death while fetching water.
This inexplicable way of death is far more likely to break people than the bloody way of death with real swords and guns.

In fact, whether it is the effect of "dead man's wealth" or "life money", it is not as overbearing as that of [Raksha Sly Bone].

Even though Ge Daoye, relying on the realm of the Chizhuan sorcerer, resisted the backlash of [Rakshasa Sly Bone] in a short period of time, and even gained a lot of [Qi Luck] himself.

But the members of the Wang clan who lived around him were in bad luck.

This further confirms the authenticity of Cui Tong's "killing banquet".

All of a sudden, rumors that the patriarch invited a demon were rampant.

Even the prestige of the patriarch Wang Yunhu began to falter.

Especially for those families who have lost their pillars, they respect each other on the surface, but in fact everyone is in danger.

After all, even if the lineage of the eldest grandson, who has lasted for 200 years, is wiped out once it declines, wouldn't it be the same if he was replaced by himself?
He began to cringe when doing things invisibly, and never dared to really serve the clan.

As people's hearts are shaken, the "Golden Cage Prison Bird Bureau" that binds the [Tomb of the Xiaoshen] of the Wang clan will collapse at any time.

No, it should be said. It will collapse soon.

On the front of the bird's beak slope, the top of the mountain facing the tip of the bird's beak.

Wang Yuan, Huang Wu and Tao Xianniang have been waiting here for a long time.

Since abandoning Cui Tong's identity, Wang Yuan naturally wouldn't wander around these relatives again.

Especially in this gloomy weather, it is very easy to be with them. Get struck by lightning!
Counting all the people on Niaozui Slope, probably no one will be more unlucky than them.

However, relying on the birds all over the mountain, he knew everything around the royal tomb like the back of his hand.

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After listening to the reports of five or six waves of birds, he finally felt moved:
"The sacrificial dance for the descendants of King Yi has begun, everyone in the Wang clan is in a state of confusion, and Ge Laodao, who is hiding, is about to make a move.

it's time! "

So, a brazier and an incense burner were placed in the center of the altar, three sticks of incense were lit, and seven or 49 pieces of paper money were left.

Take out an old yellow table paper with red writing on it.

This is exactly the "law contract" established by Wang Huchen, the ancestor of the Wang family, when he took the whole family's life to build the "Golden Cage Prison Bird Bureau", which was secretly collected by the Changfang family.

Even Wang Yunhu didn't know it existed.

And the reason why the long family lineage has been passed on in a single line for 200 years is precisely because the long room bears the strongest power and the heaviest load of this deed.

Wang Yuan pierced the tip of his middle finger, dripped seven drops of blood continuously from top to bottom on the front of the dharma deed, and connected the seven drops of blood together with a key-like talisman.

Then he threw Facchi into the brazier and watched it burn to ashes little by little.

At this time, the [Tomb of the Xiaoshen] suffered heavy losses due to self-eating, and the power balance with the other two parties has reversed.

And the fisherman's trick of closing the pole is to close it once and let it go!
Wang Yuan looked up at the curling green smoke rising from the bird's beak slope, and smiled.

With his right hand making sword fingers together from top to bottom, he swiped fiercely, and shouted:
"Regardless ancestors, I, Wang Yuan, in the name of the eldest grandson of the Wang family, unlock the [Tomb of Xiaoshen] today.

Order: Golden Cage Prison Bird Bureau, cage door, open! "

Huang Wu, Tao Xianniang, and the big black dog who followed had already reached the nodes of the formation filled with wooden stakes.

Immediately, a strange wind suddenly rose from the altar and blew towards Niaozui slope.

After one breath, two breaths, and three breaths.

Kacha-!
There seemed to be a crisp sound in the ear, and the "golden cage" that was already on the verge of falling because of the distraction of people's hearts suddenly disintegrated.

next moment.

A huge palpitation rose in the hearts of all the members of the Wang clan at the same time.

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