I feed on gods.

Chapter 17
"Why don't you light the wicks?"

The old aunt was surprised to see that neither Jiang Hong nor Sima Mu lit the wick.

Are you all afraid of death?

"Look, it's small! It's small!"

Among the tourists, someone shouted excitedly.

Lin Baici turned his head and saw a young man wearing glasses, he lit the wick.

The dim yellow light was not hot, but it made the Buddha baby on his back start to shrink like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Saved.

The male tourists with lighters started to light wicks.

"and many more!"

Lin Baici yelled, and grabbed Sima Mu's wrist: "Don't worry, see the situation!"

"What are you looking at? This ghost thing shrinks under the light, doesn't it mean that the oil lamp is useful?"

Someone is suspicious.

"Shrinking doesn't mean it will disappear!"

Lin Baici's words raised everyone's hearts again: "And there is another question, there is only one wick in the oil lamp, and there is no oil, so how long can this oil lamp last?
The young man wearing glasses trembled and almost dropped the oil lamp.

He looked down, and sure enough, the wick burned very fast.

This made him break out in a cold sweat instantly.

"It's over... it's over!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Why can't I control this hand?"

There were more than 40 men, whose hands were too fast, and who were too afraid of death. Seeing that the shoulder-shouldered Buddha baby on the back of the young man wearing glasses shrunk, they quickly lit their respective wicks.

The result is dumbfounded now.

"Brother Lin, you are still careful!"

Sima Mu raised his hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead in fear.

Jiang Hong looked at the lighter in his hand and felt it was hot.

"You... don't scare me, I don't need lamp oil at all!"

The young man wearing glasses stuttered in panic. He didn't give up, and tried to use an oil lamp to bake the baby Buddha with the shoulders, trying to scare it away.

But it didn't work.

In less than a minute, the wick burned out visible to the naked eye.

call!
When the flames were extinguished, the squatting-shouldered baby buddha swelled seven or eight times in an instant as if it had grown in revenge, and hung on the back of the young man wearing glasses like a junior high school student.

"help me!"

The young man in glasses panicked.

"Go get another one!"

Lin Baici urged.

"oh oh!"

The young man wearing glasses rushed to the purple lacquered wooden frame as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The more than 40 tourists who had lighted the wicks with their hands rushed forward to the wooden frame in a hurry, wanting to take another lamp to continue their lives.

The young man wearing glasses lit another oil lamp.

But it didn't work.

The Buddha baby on its back grew faster instead.

"How……"

The young man wearing glasses wants to ask Lin Baici what to do,
suddenly,

The crouching shoulder Buddha baby on his back opened its fangs and bit his throat, and then tore it hard, tearing off a section of the throat with a piece of flesh on it.

boom!
The young man wearing glasses fell down and couldn't make a sound because his neck was broken.

Like a stray dog, Crouching Buddha Baby crouched beside him, gnawing at his body.

The more than 40 unlucky ones who were quick-handed did not survive. When the oil lamps were extinguished, the baby buddhas behind them also began to grow wildly, and then bit and attacked, devouring flesh and blood.

This horrible and bloody scene made everyone feel cold all over.

"Everyone go and see if there is any lamp oil?"

Jiang Hong roared.

A burst of chaos.

Seeing this scene, Jin Yingzhen suddenly understood why Lin Baici didn't take out the lighter.

If a person takes out a lighter without lighting the wick, but waits for someone else to do it first, it will appear too scheming.

For example, now, in the hearts of others, Lin Baici is still that harmless and kind student.

Only Jin Yingzhen knows how meticulous this Oppa is.

Not only does he take into account all the possible consequences of any one action, he even shapes his personal image.

Now that Boss Jiang speaks, I am afraid that he is not as influential as Lin Baici.

he is rich

But Lin Ouba can lead everyone to live!
"Can't find lamp oil!"

The tourists turned around several times, but found nothing. Seeing the baby Buddha on the shoulders on the back grow bigger and bigger, they were terrified to death.

Lin Baici has already considered the lack of lamp oil, and it seems that he needs to find a substitute.

"It's not about using human oil, is it?"

Jiang Hong spoke suddenly, startling Hua Yueyu.

"What did you say?"

Hua Yueyu actually heard it clearly, but the consequences were beyond her imagination.

"Human oil, lighting sky lanterns, haven't you heard of it?"

Jiang Hong covered his mouth with his hands, and lowered his voice: "Maybe this level is not good, we need to use human resources!"

Apart from this, Jiang Hong couldn't think of where else he could get lamp oil.

People like Jin Yingzhen, the old aunt, and Miss Li turned pale just thinking about that terrifying scene.

"You...you are just guessing, what if people are not good enough?"

Hua Yueyu retorted.

"I can't do it and think of other ways, this ghost thing keeps getting bigger, we don't have much time!"

In order to survive, Jiang Hong did not hesitate to kill people. He looked at Lin Baici: "What are you doing?"

"Don't do it!"

Lin Baici directly refused.

If he kills people for fuel, he will live in a psychological shadow for the rest of his life.

"Well, if my method works, don't beg me later!"

Jiang Hong was decisive in killing and attacking, and immediately went to gather a group of men.

Be strong and able to fight.

"This guy is a scum."

Hua Yueyu felt that Jiang Hong was too inhuman.

Lin Baici did not give up, he was observing the oil lamp.

The pattern on this is beautiful.

[A bronze oil lamp, even if it is exquisitely made, is inedible, so what is the use of it? 】

Lin Baici was almost pissed off by Ghou God's words. If you eat and eat, you know what to eat, so you can't say something important?
[The cold night is bleak, everything is quiet, add blood and light the lamp, and the Buddha's light is always bright, but eating a vegetarian meal in this environment has a special flavor! 】

Ghoul God's emotion moved Lin Baici's heart.

"Add blood and burn the lamp?"

Lin Baici captured a key word.

Could it be that this oil lamp is not made of lamp oil, but blood?

Thinking of this, Lin Baici pulled out the hatchet stuck in his back, cut his finger, and began to bleed blood into the oil lamp.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
The dark red blood dripped into the bronze lamp, causing ripples.

"What are you doing?"

Hua Yueyu didn't understand.

Besides her, Sister Li, Jin Yingzhen, Aunt Xu Xiu, Sima Mu, Zhang Ju's mother and daughter, there were about fifty other people who followed Lin Baici.

No one noticed that when Lin Baici was adding blood to the lamp, the big dark Buddha with eyes closed and meditating on the altar suddenly opened his eyes and took a look at Lin Baici.

"Uncle, lend me a lighter!"

Lin Baici saw that the bottom of the lamp was filled with blood, and was about to stop when a voice sounded in his mind.

[Fill it up once, and it can be burned for three years. 】

What do you mean?
Lin Baici frowned.

In fact, he didn't want to do bloodletting anymore. The lotus bud lamp is not big, but if it is to be fully filled, it is estimated that 200CC of blood will be needed.

But don't fill it up, in case the lights can't last until that ghost thing disappears...

Lin Baici turned his head, looked at the dozens of corpses that had been gnawed into a mess by the baby Buddha, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

Take it easy!
Isn't it just blood? When you get out, find a chicken to make up for it.

"Brother Lin, you are..."

Sima Mu wanted to say, if you find something, don't come by yourself, try it with cannon fodder first, otherwise you will die, what will everyone do?
Lin Baici took the lighter and lit the wick.

call!
A lamp is like a bean, small and pitiful, but its light is heart-warming.

Lin Baici immediately felt a lot more comfortable.

"Small! Smaller!"

The old aunt cried happily.

"Jiang Hong, blood can replace lamp oil!"

Lin Baici yelled, if he didn't tell Jiang Hong, this guy would kill people and take human oil to make lamp oil.

Whoa!

Tourists gathered around.

"really?"

Jiang Hong squeezed through the crowd and came to Lin Baici's side.

He has convinced eight people.

"look by youself!"

Lin Baici held an oil lamp in one hand and a pine torch in the other. Unlike the panicked people, his face was full of calmness.

The wick was burning, and the Buddha baby on Lin Baici's shoulders had completely shrunk behind him, not wanting to be illuminated by any light.

Even so, its body is gradually shrinking.

"It seems to be really useful!"

Behind Jiang Hong, a young man with a hooked nose spit out thick phlegm: "Do I have to use my own blood?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.

"As you saw just now, each person can only take one oil lamp. What if the lamp is stained by using other people's blood, and the wick cannot be ignited?"

Lin Baici asked back.

When Jin Yingzhen heard Lin Baici's answer, he secretly praised his wit.

This aquiline nose looks like a ruthless person, the kind who doesn't listen to persuasion. If Lin Baici wants to persuade him not to hurt others, it must be very difficult, but this way of saying it will make him fall into a trap.

After all, no one dared to gamble with their own lives.

Other than Jiang Hong, Hook Nose, and some people also thought about using other people's blood as lamp oil, but Lin Baici's rhetorical question made them dispel the idea.

It can be said that Lin Baici's words saved many people.

"Forget it, be safe!"

Hooked Nose pulled out a switchblade, snapped it open, and bled his fingers.

"It's best to fill up the lamps at once!"

Lin Baici reminded loudly.

"Does it have to be full? It hurts!"

Hua Yueyu burst into tears.

"Don't you play it once a month? Haven't gotten used to it yet?"

Sima Mu teased.

Because of the death pressure brought by the baby Buddha on the shoulders, everyone moved very quickly, and even fought for lighters and knives.

After some tossing, everyone added blood and lit the oil lamp.

"Help me quickly, has this ghost thing on my back gotten smaller?"

"It works! This method works!"

"Young man, you are really amazing!"

"What kind of young man is he? It's impolite to call him pretty!"

Seeing that the Buddha baby on the shoulders became smaller and survived, the tourists felt a little more relaxed.

Lin Baici didn't care about these discussions, he just wanted to find the divine skeleton as soon as possible, destroy it and make the ruins of the gods collapse.

Otherwise, if this continues, a few lives will not be enough to lose.

"It seems that there should be no more problems!"

Just as Sima Mu finished speaking, he heard a girl scream.

"How did my blood burn so fast?"

(End of this chapter)