The cave is actually myself

Chapter 51
About half a quarter of an hour later, the old man completed the preliminary steps of the sacrificial ceremony, raised his head with difficulty, stood up, and threw the fresh monster meat into the room behind the ancestral hall.

The room flashed dark red, and a slight vibration came from the walls.

"Okay, now comes the formal sacrificial ceremony.

Presumably before coming here, all of you have been warned repeatedly by your parents about how to complete the sacrificial ceremony and what behaviors you should never do during the sacrificial ceremony. "

"I'll stress it here for the last time. When you are blindfolded, enter the back of the ancestral hall in order. The hair in your hands will guide you where to go."

"If you feel anything strange in any part of your body after entering, don't panic, just stay where you are. It's just the Spirit Sacrifice Master giving us strength.

If you interrupt his gift and offend the Spirit Sacrifice Lord, you will be responsible for any serious consequences. "

Everyone agreed, and a little boy at the front stepped into the dark red room half nervously and half expectantly.

In less than half a moment, the little boy walked out smoothly. As he walked, his hair swayed slightly, giving people a strange and flexible feeling.

The middle-aged man who had experience in sacrificial rituals knew that the boy's hair did not appear to have changed at all on the surface, but in fact, many hair strands had penetrated into his back.

As time goes by, more and more hair will enter the boy's body, and his flesh and blood will lose vitality faster and faster.

At the same time, the boy also has the qualification to draw on the power of the spirit sacrifice, and the hair on his back will gradually develop various strange abilities.

"So, all this is worth it. Without these efforts, what qualifications do you have to pray for the protection and blessings of the Lord Sacrificial Spirit?"

The middle-aged man thought silently in his heart.

His youngest daughter A'nan was at the front of the queue and it was her turn soon.

The man's eyes were full of encouragement as he watched the still worried and scared little girl slowly walk into the room.

"Fortunately, Grandma is relatively worry-free, unlike the other one who only has some unrealistic delusions."

"You still have a choice, don't I want to choose? The reason why I am willing to hold a sacrificial ceremony is because I have no other choice!"

When he was young, he also imagined that he would have a chance encounter, acquire magical powers, and completely change his destiny.

But as people around him continued to die from various monsters and strange things, his passion gradually cooled down, and he had to accept the fact that he was just an ordinary person, and exchanged his flesh and blood essence for a relatively stable living environment.

Especially after having two daughters, such unrealistic thoughts were thrown out of the window, and the heavy feeling on my back became even stronger.

In addition to having black and red hair on her back, she also has to shoulder the responsibility of her daughter's survival.

"After participating in the sacrificial ceremony, A'nan finally has the ability to protect herself. She doesn't have to worry about being strangely hurt by monsters every day."

As he thought about it, the middle-aged man felt something was wrong.

It seems that it took a little longer for your daughter to enter?

"Village Chief, why did our grandma go in for so long? Nothing unexpected will happen, right?"

The middle-aged man asked the old man with a worried face.

"Don't worry, Lord Sacrificial Spirit is the patron saint of our village and will not harm the villagers."

"Yes." The middle-aged man felt relieved and stared at the dark red door curtain, hoping that his little daughter would come out smoothly.

In the room at the back of the ancestral hall, after being guided into the room, the little girl A'nan stood there obediently, waiting for the ritual of offering sacrifices to the spirits.

The black hair on her head shone with a strange light in the dark red room. Tiny hair strands hung down from the roof and penetrated into the girl's hair.

The hair was gently tied into the little girl's back. Just when it was about to hibernate in the body, planning to slowly absorb and devour the little girl's flesh and blood, it tasted a hint of sweetness from the girl's flesh and blood.

That's the smell of spiritual energy.

The little girl has spiritual roots hidden in her body!

The hair instantly became excited and trembled slightly. More dark red hair hung down from the roof and emerged from the ground. Ignoring the coordination of the girl's black hair, they all penetrated the girl's body.

It was originally just an unpopular little weirdo, but by chance, it became the sacrificial spirit of this small village, nourishing itself with the flesh and blood of the village name from generation to generation.

The appearance of a little girl with a special spiritual root has made it possible to go further, and the probability of being promoted to a strange level has increased a lot!
The little girl felt the growing pain in her back. She bit her lip tightly, endured the pain, and hinted to herself.

"Dad said it doesn't hurt, it must be because I'm too afraid of pain.

Grandma is not afraid of pain. No matter how much she loves her parents, her sister will protect her. "

The little girl thought about her family, and the pain on her back subsided a bit.

Outside the door, the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask the old man again after waiting longer and longer.

"Village Chief, what is going on? It took too long for my daughter to go in!"

He spoke violently out of concern for his daughter's safety.

The old man buried his head deep in his chest, walked to the door of the dark red room, and muttered something.

Soon he was in ecstasy.

"Master Ji Ling said that it is about to advance, and the strength of our village will increase several times in the future!

As for your daughter, she is the key to this advancement. "

The old man looked at the middle-aged man with some indifference.

"What...what do you mean?" the middle-aged man muttered, his lips trembling, and a very bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

"It means that this sacrifice of your daughter is the most important sacrifice, and it is a one-time sacrifice to the Lord Sacrifice Spirit.

You have done a lot of credit this time. If Lord Sacrificial Spirit is successfully promoted, I will arrange a good position for you in the village. "

The old man said casually, as if sacrificing the little girl was a trivial matter.

There was an explosion in the middle-aged man's mind. He pushed the old man guarding the door to the ground and rushed straight into the dark red room.

The room was filled with countless dark red hairs of different thicknesses, some swaying in the air, some winding on the ground, and strange balls of dark red hair forming in the corners.

In the middle of the room, countless black and red hair tightly wrapped the little girl, and traces of red spiritual power flowed from the surface of the hair to the sphere composed of dark red hair.

The dark red sphere expanded and shrank like breathing. As the red spiritual power was introduced, bursts of grunting sounds came from inside, which seemed to be extremely satisfying and joyful.

The little girl has fallen into a coma, blood can be seen vaguely on her lower lip, her eyes are covered, and her brows are furrowed.

"Grandma!"

Seeing his little daughter like this, the middle-aged man ran to the little girl like crazy. The hair on his head shot out like a hedgehog, cutting off the black and red hair that wrapped the little girl.

But there were too many black and red hairs. Cutting off one layer revealed countless layers, and at the same time, there were hairs crawling over from other places.

(End of this chapter)