She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Chapter 14 Sacrifice
Fu Jiao followed the villagers all the way to Qingshiling.

The villagers all seemed to be middle-aged people, both male and female.The person walking in the front led a pony, and sitting immediately was a boy wearing red clothes and red flowers.The boy was about six or seven years old. His face was painted with pale lead powder. He seemed to be stunned and expressionless.

Four middle-aged men behind the pony were carrying a red soft sedan. The night wind blew, and a pair of three-inch golden lotus embroidered shoes were vaguely revealed in the sedan.

This group of people came to the Shengniang Temple at the foot of Qingshi Ridge as happily as if they were sending a girl off for marriage.

The newly built Shengniang Temple is right next to it.

Although it is smaller and simpler than the old temple, the walls are painted with gold powder, covered with glazed tiles and white marble, and are brand new and glow at night.

When the group saw the new temple, they were all stunned, and even the trumpet player became mute.

After being silent for a long time, the villagers who were lagging in news asked: "...Who built a temple of the Holy Lady next to here?"

"The prince from the capital insists on donating money for the construction, and Mr. Jiang cannot stop him."

Several people curiously went into the new temple to take a look. They were all relieved when they came out, "There is no statue of the Plastic Empress in it. Just wait until the prince leaves and the temple will be bulldozed."

The group no longer focused on the new temple, but carried the sedan chair and drove the pony to the old temple.

Many villagers have already gathered in the old temple.

They led out the boy on the horse and the girl in the sedan.The girl's face was also smeared with thick lead powder, which had been washed away by tears and had already turned into pieces. The bright red rouge on her mouth was dirty, like blood.

After a while, an old woman stood out from the Shengniang Temple.

The old woman was wearing purple floral clothes, looking very old, and her back was hunched as if she were being pressed down by a mountain.

She rolled her cloudy eyes, looked around, and said hoarsely: "It's almost time. Without further ado, let's start sacrificing to the Water Tail Holy Lady."

The two children couldn't help crying loudly when they heard this.

The old woman ignored them, looked at everyone, frowned and asked, "Why didn't Mr. Jiang come?"

"There are officials from the capital coming to the Yamen. Mr. Jiang may have been held back."

"It's really inappropriate for him to be absent from such a big event." The old woman complained without waiting.She turned around and took out a thumb-thick eel from the copper basin on the altar. The eel struggled desperately, with greasy mucus dripping down the water, but it still couldn't open the old woman's iron-like hands.

The old woman scratched the eel's belly with her yellowed thumbnail, cut out its internal organs, mixed the eel's blood with a bowl of cooked glutinous rice, and smeared the boy and girl's faces tremblingly.

As she wiped it, she chanted a spell.

Fu Jiao pricked up her ears and listened for a long time without understanding the dialect. When she asked Chen Wensheng, she realized that the old pious woman was asking Shuiwei Holy Lady to appear.

Chen Wensheng was even more nervous than Fu Jiao, watching every move of the people in the temple.

Accompanied by the sobbing silk and bamboo music, the surrounding villagers took the initiative to smear glutinous rice eel blood on their faces and danced Nuo dance around the boys and girls.

The dance steps may seem messy, but they contain the mystery of the Five Elements.

Dark clouds covered the bright moon tightly.

The two children were so frightened that they cried, but somehow, as the villagers danced strangely, the two children gradually stopped crying and had uncontrollable stiff smiles on their faces.

They held hands and looked up at the high statue of the Holy Mother with empty eyes.

"It's not right."

The compass needle in Fu Jiao's bag moved around wildly.

She took out two clear mind charms and placed them on her eyes. As if being blown by the breeze, everything in front of her eyes became clear.Behind the villagers in the temple, a vague humanoid gray figure was seen. The gray figure rotated its arms and controlled the villagers to dance and worship.

Chen Wensheng was so angry that he didn't dare to express his anger.

He is a weak water ghost who has only been dead for four years. These gray shadows give him a heavy sense of oppression.

If Fu Jiaochu hadn't cast a spell in front of them, they would have been discovered by these gray figures.

"What...are these people controlling the villagers?"

Without waiting for Fu Jiao to answer, Yan Ji, who was watching with cold eyes, replied: "Ghost." Rumor has it that when a person dies by a tiger, his ghost is enslaved by the tiger and is called a "ghost."But in fact, as long as the soul of a person who died in vain is not imprisoned in the underworld and used by someone with ulterior motives, they are all ghosts.

Chen Wensheng was surprised and asked quietly: "Are these demons driven by the Holy Lady?"

Fu Jiao didn't answer.

Through the Mingxin Talisman, she clearly saw that the life spans of these villagers and children turned into white smoke, and they were continuously sucked into the statue of the Water-Tail Holy Lady on the altar.But there is also a huge gray shadow behind the statue. The gray shadow is fat and clumsy, with a big head and short neck. It looks like a giant bull.

Fu Jiao's eyes lit up.

child time...

I'm afraid it's too late!

"Follow me quickly!" She turned around and took Chen Wensheng and Yanji to the seaside at the foot of Qingshi Ridge.

Before Chen Wensheng and Yan Ji had time to ask, they saw Fu Jiao taking off her wide-sleeved shirt, grabbing twelve talismans and a mahogany sword, and jumped into the seabed like a fish with a "plop".

It wasn't cold in Qiongzhou, but the water was still cold enough to make her shiver at night.

She suddenly wanted to give up her choice.

Following Chen Wensheng's guidance, she dived hard and saw the golden copper coin sword on the dark seabed.

The golden copper coin sword is inserted into the groove of the seabed.

Fu Jiao held her breath and tried to pull out the sword.

As expected, no matter how hard she pulled it out, it didn't help.Every copper coin on this copper coin sword is a suppressive talisman. If the talisman is not understood, the sword cannot be released.

She was average in water quality, and her lungs were about to explode after diving for such a long time.

At this moment, Yan Ji's voice came to my ears: "Humph, can you just let me do such a small thing? What can I do for you?"

Yan Ji took the talisman from her palm.

Fu Jiao's eyes turned red from holding back.

She opened her mouth and spit out a string of bubbles. She was speechless and was so anxious that she waved her hands around and shook her head.

Yan Ji didn't see her move, so she put the talisman on the golden copper coin sword, and golden light suddenly appeared, and light waves like thunder and lightning surged out, knocking Yan Ji away.Yanji screamed and fell back onto the beach.

Fu Jiao couldn't hold her breath anymore.

She surfaced and rushed to check Yanji's injuries.

"Ghost slave, are you okay?"

Yan Ji raised her arms, which were all charred and only had skeletons left, and shed tears of blood, "It hurts... it hurts so much!"

Fu Jiao hurriedly cast the spell, "Hey, I can't tell you under the water. The copper coin sword and my cracking talisman are both pure masculine objects. If ghosts touch them, their souls will definitely fly away."

It's rare for Yan Ji to cry like this, bleeding from all her orifices, so pitiful.

Chen Wensheng was frightened and said in a trembling voice: "No wonder I felt a sharp pain when I looked at it from a distance that day. Sister Yanji has been injured like this for 500 years of Taoism. I... I'm afraid I will never come back..."

"Okay, I won't let you go."

Fu Jiao asked Yan Ji to return to the porcelain plate to nourish her.

She gritted her teeth and prepared to dive again, but was stopped by Chen Wensheng, "Master, are you...are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?"

"Idiot! It's too late!"

Fu Jiao thought he was nagging, so she pushed him away and said angrily: "Don't you want to see Water Tail Holy Lady? She was suppressed under that sword!"

After saying that, Fu Jiao plunged into the water without looking at Chen Wensheng's expression.

(End of this chapter)