Create mythical beasts

Chapter 123: The flesh-and-blood Gui boils a pot of evil (the third update completes the apology and bows ninety degrees)

Mianyang task force.

Behind the one-way mirror.

"Don't say a word?" Wang Zuo clasped his hands and glanced at Qiu Changsheng, who was there with the old god, and couldn't help but frown.

Yan Changqing looked helpless: "It's like a wooden stake... Moreover, since I sat in the interrogation room, I haven't drank a drop of water or eaten a grain of rice."

The nature of the task force is special. It targets visions and strangers and must not be merciful.If it had been any other person, Yan Changqing would have been "under three trees, what can I ask for"?

But the old man in front of him was not only unusual in his identity, but more importantly, he was too old.

Yan Changqing suspected that with a little torture, the old man would die here.

"Forget it, I'll do it." Wang Zuo narrowed his eyes.

……

Kah~~
Door open.

Wang Zuo strode in with his legs on the table and a lazy expression on his face.

"Have you seen these eight words? Leniency for confession, severity for resistance..." He raised his thumb and pointed at the wall behind him, "If you don't cooperate, I will consider making you suffer."

"What time is it now?" Qiu Changsheng looked pale and his voice was hoarse.

Although it was still not cooperative, he still spoke.

"I ask, you answer." Wang Zuo looked cold and arrogant as he continued to press, "You have no right to ask questions."

"What do you want to ask? I want to ask why I joined the cult? I want to ask who pulled me into the cult?" Qiu Changsheng coughed twice and suddenly showed sarcasm.

"Actually, I care more about the latter." Wang Zuo narrowed his eyes slightly with a teasing expression, "Because I have heard too many reasons. They are all forced, all have no choice, and all have no choice... But in my case It sounds like this is not a reason, but an excuse."

Qiu Changsheng nodded, not sure if it meant agreement or something else.

But he still explained a few words.

"I have a tumor in my brain. I can't have surgery and I have to wait for death." Qiu Changsheng pointed to his head with a wry smile on his face, "I really can't figure it out. Although they say 'no businessman, no treacherous', but in my life , and I have never done anything treacherous or evil. Although I do charity for the sake of reputation, I do it for real..."

He emphasized: "Why should I die?"

Wang Zuo didn't answer, and he didn't have an answer.

"I don't want to die." Qiu Changsheng said firmly.

After a pause, he continued: "You want to know, who dragged me into this?"

Wang Zuo nodded.

He didn't notice that Qiu Changsheng's wording was a bit strange. He didn't say words like "become a believer" and only vaguely said "enter the game."

"Zhao Changan, Mianyang No. 1 Civil Hospital, taught me some rituals and some methods to please evil spirits." Qiu Changsheng continued.

"Evil?"

Wang Zuo wrote down Wang Changan's name and finally realized something was wrong.

Most of the believers refer to the flesh-and-blood Buddha as "Buddha Lord", and it can never be an evil spirit.

"What time is it now?" Qiu Changsheng asked again.

"It's eleven o'clock!" Wang Zuo looked at his watch with a lazy expression, "Don't you want to eat something? Aren't you hungry?"

Qiu Changsheng was noncommittal.

"I'm not the leader of a cult as you say." He suddenly smiled, his tone was flat, but the amount of information was huge, "I'm not even a believer in the flesh-and-blood Buddha..."

"You're not a believer? Why..." Wang Zuo's expression changed.

He didn't expect that Qiu Changsheng, as the owner of "Flesh and Flesh Plantation", was not a believer?
"I'm just a businessman praying for life. I make deals with flesh-and-blood Buddhas, and I just rely on sacrifices to extend my life." Qiu Changsheng spread his hands with an indifferent attitude.

Wang Zuo was silent, not knowing what to say.

"Do you know the difference between a businessman and a cult leader?" Qiu Changsheng's face slowly turned rosy as he spoke, "We businessmen are always prepared."

bang~
The bench fell to the ground. Wang Zuo stood up suddenly and shouted: "Qiu Changsheng, what on earth did you do?"

"Don't worry, what I did is a good thing." Qiu Changsheng said with a leisurely expression, "The transmission location of the cultists happened to be a large flesh and blood gui..."

"Full-blooded Gui?" Wang Zuo's expression changed drastically.

Gui is a container for holding food in ancient times. It is also an important ritual vessel. It is used in conjunction with the tripod during sacrifices and banquets.

The flesh-and-blood Gui is a sacrificial vessel for the Buddha born from flesh and blood. More importantly, the end point of the sacrifice is the birth of another terrifying creature.

"Sacrificing humans brings much more benefits than sacrificing animals... By sacrificing them, I can break free from the prison of life and become an immortal disciple." Qiu Changsheng smiled, with desire on his face, "I will live forever... "

"Immortal?" Wang Zuo sneered when he heard this, "Do you know, what is the 'life prison'? What is the 'immortal disciple'?"

Qiu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, with doubt on his face.

"The Immortal Disciple is the tumor in your body, because the tumor is the real immortal thing..." Wang Zuo pointed to his head with pity on his face, "And you, to the tumor, are a prison."

Hearing this, Qiu Changsheng felt chills all over his body: "No, it's impossible, you are lying to me!"

"Do I need to lie to you?" Wang Zuo looked directly at the other person and shook his head, "When dealing with evil spirits, you always seek skin from a tiger... You lied to those believers, and the flesh-and-blood Buddha lied to you. This is fair."

"No, it's impossible..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Qiu Changsheng's headless body fell down, and a blood-red monster stepped over the long table and pounced on Wang Zuo with its teeth and claws.

Wang Zuo sighed: "It is everyone's responsibility to protect public property..."

Boom~~
Then, the thick black figure of the black-faced protector appeared, crushing the entire interrogation room into powder!

……

"Yan Changqing, call Liu Yiqing quickly." Wang Zuo walked out of the ruins with a serious face, "Also, is Chang Ming here?" "Chang Ming? He is on a mission..." Yan Changqing dialed the phone and said, "But Dong Xiu Wen is here."

The phone didn't go through.

There is no signal at all in the mass graves west of the city.

"Come with me to the mass graves in the west of the city." Wang Zuo made a decisive decision without hesitation, "If you are late, you will be in trouble..."

"Without Dong Xiuwen?" Yan Changqing asked.

"It's useless to bring him." Wang Zuo shook his head, with fear on his face, "Even I would have some trouble facing that thing... Chang Ming's [Calling Thunder Zigui] and your [Tomb Suppressing Ghost Bear] are fine. Barely able to deal with it."

Yan Changqing was confused: "What exactly is being produced in this flesh and blood Gui?"

……

"——Blood-stained evil!"

Su Yi lowered his head and was looking at the appliance with its open mouth, tied neck, bulging belly, ears, and flesh and blood texture. By his ears, Liu Yiqing's scream made him tremble.

"Hurry and leave! This thing is a flesh-and-blood beast, a delivery room for blood-stained evil."

She pulled Su Yi up to Fushengnian, lay on Jukui's back, and ran away immediately.

"Blood-stained evil barrier? Flesh-and-blood Gui? What are these?" Su Yi was confused and full of doubts.

But the situation was critical, and Liu Yiqing would not explain it.

Su Yi looked back.

In the flesh-and-blood gui, the group of cultists had long since melted away, leaving only a pool of mud mixed with flesh and blood. In the "flesh-and-flesh mud", countless heads rose up, biting each other, vying for dominance.

It’s like raising a gu!

And soon, the head in the center rose high and became the "leader", commanding the other heads to churn out flesh and blood.

Countless pairs of eyes looked around. When they spotted the two of them, they immediately chased after them. Their movements were astonishingly fast!

zizi~~
The cicadas chirped.

The voice was high-pitched, with the potential to overwhelm mountains and seas, reverberating throughout the cemetery, with the power of the curse reverberating in it, chilling and eerie.

The movement of the bloodthirsty evil barrier slowed down a bit, and numerous pustules appeared on the body, which were pale green in color and particularly oozing.

It's the martial arts of Curse Cicada, - carbuncle.

The bloody demon was not afraid at all. The pustules on the body surface flowed, and all of them were concentrated on a head. Then he stretched out his hand from the flesh and blood, pulled out the whole human body by pulling the head, and threw it towards Jukui.

bang~~
In mid-air, a bloody human body exploded, and countless green water fell to the ground. The ground sizzled and green smoke rose.

"Sometimes, cursing cicadas is not as good as praying cicadas..." Liu Yiqing muttered, "After reincarnation -"

The green rain fell, and Jukui could only turn around.

It fell with one palm.

The movement seems to be ingenious but in fact it hides endless mysteries. It is like dividing the sea and the river, and the green rain passes by.

Not only that, the air flow turned into a sword light, slashing at the blood barrier from afar, cutting off a huge piece of flesh and blood.

The bloody evil barrier seemed to have no feeling, and the wound healed instantly, but grew more vigorously.

"Growing..." Su Yi took a look and seemed to have some insights, "What a terrifying life!"

In the year of Fusheng, you can walk as fast as flying.

It has four legs and can run slightly faster than Jukui.

"Yiqing, can all its injuries recover quickly?" Su Yi observed the pool of flesh and blood, looking for weaknesses. "Where is the core?"

Liu Yiqing smiled bitterly.

……

"In the blood." The black-faced guard climbed over the mountains and ridges. Wang Zuo lay on his back and said in a deep voice, "Every drop of its blood is flowing with unimaginable vitality. It is not difficult to be reborn with a drop of blood."

"How can we fight like this?" Yan Changqing's heart sank.

"The attributes of fire, thunder, and light can cause extra damage to it..." Wang Zuo looked solemn and slowly exhaled, "But there is no way to kill it. There is only one way, - consumption."

"Consumption?"

"By exhausting its vitality, we can win." Wang Zuo shook his head, "In the past, it was only through the siege of many people that it was slowly exhausted... I hope it's not too late for us to go."

Yan Changqing's heart tightened, and he comforted himself: "Perhaps, the silk of autumn that has passed the age of floating life can limit the evil barrier of blood?"

But deep down, he knew that it was impossible!

According to Wang Zuo's description, in terms of vitality and tyranny, the blood and evil barrier is even greater than that of many beasts with the appearance of a tiger, so the Silk of Autumn will definitely have little effect.

"Su Yi, Liu Yiqing, you two have to hold on..." he said secretly.

……

hum~~
Spider webs rose from the ground.

Several threads of autumn penetrated the barrier of blood and left traces, and large areas of its flesh and blood withered!
But then, the withered place immediately withered away and was filled with new flesh and blood.

"This thing really has no weaknesses." After several attempts, Su Yi panted heavily with fear on his face.

At the time of life and death, Fu Shengsui ran rapidly, and the four seasons rotated in his body. It seemed that the silks of summer and winter were also showing signs of recovery.

But even if it can really be revived, how can it deal with such a terrifying monster?

Su Yi has a headache.

(End of this chapter)