I am the Tai Sui Xian in the world

Chapter 40 Blood Sacrifice

Chen Qing turned and left to prepare materials.

"The Lord of Mercy..."

After looking at the USB flash drive, he stuffed it into his pocket and Li Xingsui clicked his tongue twice.

"This woman is interesting. Let's ask about it later."

A few people got together and began to discuss how to deal with the ghost mountain grandma.

The old man blew up the parking lot of Shanmu Village, and Chen Qing cut off the communication.

It would take at least a day for Wuyuan City to react and send someone over.

With such a great opportunity, why don't you go and chop down the Ghost Mountain Grandma and keep it for the New Year?
"Speaking of which, did I forget something?"

Li Xingsui suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something important, but couldn't remember it.

"Forgot something! You have forgotten me!"

A small man wearing the same black hood shouted loudly, jumped out from the side, and hit Li Xingsui's belly with a rocket head hammer.

Li Xingsui quickly held her down.

Lan Qingqing waved her little fist, expressing her anger. "You didn't bring me with you for such an exciting thing!"

"Didn't I say that? I can be your military adviser! And this!" Lan Qingqing took out the silver hexahedron, "I improved this thing, it has stronger capabilities, and can accommodate more wandering souls!"

"This is... a wandering soul control device produced by the Lisheng Society?" Chen Qing recognized the essence of the hexahedron. "This thing is bound by secret techniques and personal blood. Generally speaking, outsiders cannot use it."

Lan Qingqing hummed, "I cracked the bloodline authority of this thing! Now I can use it too!"

Chen Qing glanced at Lan Qingqing in surprise, nodded, and said to Li Xingsui, "The people of Shan Lao Village have consumed at least tens of thousands of maternal bodies in the past few decades. After their death, these maternal bodies were buried under Shan Lao Temple and became ghosts and gods. The nourishment of Mountain Lama, their souls are also imprisoned by the ghost and god Mountain Lama...

"So I suspect that if we want to deal with the ghost and god Shan Lao, in addition to dealing with the villagers of Shan Lao's village, we also have to deal with a large number of resentful wandering souls controlled by the ghost and god Shan Lao!"

"This control device may come in handy. The modification has been done very well, but there seems to be some problem. Leave it to me and I can debug it."

They finally decided to bring Lan Qingqing.

It's just that Li Xingsui said that this broken team looks more and more like an outing group going out for an outing.

Chen Qing took away the wandering soul control device and walked into the hospital's laboratory to prepare items to deal with the people of Shanbao Village.

Lan Qingqing leaned closer and asked in a low voice. "Li Xingsui, what's the situation with these two people?"

She knew Chen Qing, who had spoken on the bus.

I just don't know, when did I become so familiar with Li Xingsui?

And the girl she brought was obviously a wandering spirit.

"Clients, plus assisting staff," Li Xingsui briefly explained the situation in Shan Lao Village.

"There is such a thing, the resentful spirits that failed to give birth to a baby girl gather..."

Lan Qingqing was furious after hearing this, and then sighed to Tianchang.

"This world is filthy again."

"Emperor Li Tian, ​​when will we join forces to reopen the earth, fire, water, and wind, and clean up the universe?"

"Lan Tiandi!" Li Xingsui stood side by side with Lan Qingqing, and put his hand on her head, showing how you little brat can imitate him.

"Another day, next time for sure."

It didn't take long for Chen Qing to organize the corresponding equipment.

It was almost one o'clock at night.

Several people headed towards Zhenshan Grandma Temple.

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At this time, Shan Lao Temple.

A huge willow tree with a height of three meters stands in front of the temple with luxuriant branches.

The willow branches hang down, and the trees are full of prayer papers hanging on them.

Most of the pieces of paper said something like: "The believer xxx prayed to Shanba that I would give birth to a boy".

The mountain breeze blew, the willow branches swayed, and many pieces of paper made a clattering sound.

The village head, Wang Xian, stood under the willow tree with a gloomy expression.

"Village chief, that evil spirit set fire to the whole village, our base was destroyed, and more than 60 people in the village were killed by that evil spirit."

A villager looked sad, his eyes full of hatred. One of the people killed was his younger brother!
"Evil ghost, who is it! Who is targeting us!" Village Chief Wang Xian yelled angrily.

The villagers were angry, "They must be those with red eyes. It's hard to see that our village has managed to live a good life and become rich under the protection of the mountain lady, so the evil spirits have been invited to deal with us!"

"Where are the people from Changsheng Company?" Wang Xian asked.

"The people from Changsheng Company were also attacked, and they even wanted to ask us for help, but I refused."

"That group of people is not a good thing either! On the surface they talk about sponsorship, but they are secretly coveting mother's power!"

"Fortunately, we have mother's blessing!" The villagers looked enthusiastic.

Wang Xian looked sternly, "Bring all the maternal bodies that will be used in the seven-day festival. Now our village is facing a life and death crisis! We need mother's blessing and strength!"

Under the order of the village chief, the tortured and inhuman pregnant women were brought up one by one. Their hands and feet were bound, their tongues were cut off, and they could only whimper.

"Cut open their stomachs, take out the food and offer it to the mountain bastard! Water the wishing tree with blood!"

The smell of fresh blood permeated the air, accompanied by the painful wailing of the mothers, the big willow tree was full of nutrients.

A brass basin containing many indescribable pieces of meat was sent to Wang Xian.

squeak-

The door of Shan Lao Temple opened by itself.

A gust of wind blew out from the temple, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.

The red candles standing all around glowed faintly without fire.

A full-length clay sculpture of an old woman painted with strange paint colors, with a benevolent face, holding a baby, eyes closed, standing in the temple.

Wang Xian was respectful, raised the copper basin over his head, walked into the temple, came to the statue of Shanmu, and cried in a sad voice, telling about their unfortunate experiences, the viciousness of the evil spirits, the miserable conditions of the villagers in Shanmu Village, and decades of management. Burn it.

"Shanmao, our mother! There are evil spirits that invaded my village today!"

"The people of Shan Lao Village are not willing to fight, but the evil ghost is too strong."

"We offer sacrifices and ask for mother's protection to help us survive this difficult time!"

Under Mr. Wang's crying, especially when more than 60 people from Shanbao Village died, the compassionate face of the statue of Shanbao also showed a trace of sadness. of sadness.

Wang Xian felt a terrifying pressure coming, and the copper basin in his hands trembled.

It seemed that something kept grabbing the pieces of meat in the basin and throwing them into his mouth. The biting juice splashed and splashed on his head, and blood mixed with unknown liquid flowed down.

That kind of terrifying feeling made Wang Xian not dare to raise his head at all, but his heart became more and more excited.

That's their loving mother enjoying the sacrifice!

At the moment when the copper basin was completely light, Wang Xian seemed to hear Grandma Shan whispering in his ear.

"My sons! I give you power! Go! Go and kill them all!"

(End of this chapter)