Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

Yan Zhenyan was frightened and panicked. He quickly grabbed Song Yi and glared at her: "What are you doing? What have you done to the Lord God?"

The next second, the wall returned to its original state, his eyes staring at her as if looking at a dead person, "Taoist priest, I haven't seen a Taoist priest for a long time, but your trick doesn't work."

Another crow flew on her shoulder. Bo Yesheng wanted to drive it away, but was stopped by Song Yi. She quietly said it was okay, then looked at the crow and asked with interest: " Who are you? An immortal monster?"

"Hahahaha, little Taoist, what do you really know? But, I am not a monster, I am a god passed down from generation to generation."

The god spoke vaguely. After finishing these words, the crow lying on her shoulder died on her body as if it had breathed its last. After a while, it stood up again.

It looked at her expressionlessly, "Do you know who I am now?"

Song Yi hummed, "I understand, so what? Your abilities are constantly weakening, and you will die if you don't eat something."

"I'm dead." The wall began to move its eyes again, but it didn't say another word for a while. Song Yi smiled half-heartedly as if she was going to hit it to a certain extent.

Bo Yesheng also understood what she meant. The two crows that had just died were an opportunity to find the red-feathered crows. This god must know something. Her purpose of doing this was to force out the truth.

Yan Zhenyan could only hide in the corner and tremble constantly, "It's over, it's over. Lord God seems to be angry. I just brought him some food, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Bo Yesheng happened to hear his words from the side, and his face darkened: "You regard us as food and want to sacrifice it to it?"

Yan Zhenyan looked up at him. Now that they knew the truth, the gods were also annoyed. He didn't care and said everything in one breath.

"That's right, the spirit wolf specifically told me that as long as he sacrifices you to the god, he will definitely be happy."

"Why." Bo Yesheng's face was as cold as an iceberg.

"Since you arrived in this forest, all the animals have been eyeing you. As long as I sacrifice you to the gods, the gods will not eat me."

His body was still trembling, and he was pale and abnormal. Bo Yesheng also knew the whole story, because this god's way of eating was to eat the breath of resentment, and this kind of emotion was often only felt by murderers. , so every once in a while a large number of murderers will enter the forest.

But for some reason, the god became extremely hungry before the agreed time, so he targeted Yan Zhenyan, just to make him feel resentful.

The original plan was that he would become the food of the gods today, but unexpectedly, Song Yi and Bo Yesheng accidentally entered this place.

Song Yi was turned into the innermost part by this stone wall. The whole wall was wrapped with silver threads, and human bones were tied up on the silver threads. Song Yi didn't feel strange at all when he raised his eyebrows, but he felt strange about his behavior. Extremely.

"You want to be alone with me so much? If you have anything to say, just say it."

A transparent white mist figure appeared in front of her, but her facial features could not be seen clearly. It smiled slightly, "I know you are not a simple person, but I have not done anything harmful to nature. We might as well take a step back."

"I'll give you whatever you want." If it's really her who wants to give it to her, then Song Yi can consider it. She said, "Red crow feathers."

Bai Wuren didn't seem to expect that she would say this. Although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he could still see the panic in his eyes, and his voice was mixed with anger: "No! Where did you hear this? I can't Here you go, change it."

"Sorry, my goal is the crow feather. If I can't do it, then I can only..." She took out a yellow talisman. In your current situation with the White Mist Man, it is no match for Song Yi.

All the talismans were emitted, and when the white mist man saw that the smoke was about to disappear, he immediately screamed and shouted: "I promise you!"

"If you let me go, I promise you!"

The white mist man's body was distorted. She put her hand away. She felt sick looking at her appearance. How could such a parasite live in darkness for so long?What kind of god do you claim to be?
Yes, this half-human, half-insect species was indeed a living person in the past. There is a kind of voodoo technique that is said to be able to delay the life of a person and coexist with the species, but every once in a while, it must suck the blood of a resentful person. He would die. Probably relying on this kind of magic, he has survived to this day.

"You just said that I was about to die. Did you also know something about me?" Bai Wuren looked at her, wanting to know something from his mouth?
Song Yi hummed, "If you drink the blood in my body, you will die suddenly. The same goes for my friend. He believes in Buddhism."

The Baiwu people were obviously a little impatient. The original plan could not be implemented now. Anyone would be angry.

"But I can save you, just give me the red crow feather."

"Those two crows are dead. The red crow only appears once in a hundred years. It is impossible to appear at this time."

Of course Song Yi didn't believe him, "If not, then what were you hiding from just now?"

She was very curious. The Baiwu people must know the existence of crows. People like him who often suck the blood of resentful people are the best ones to cultivate this kind of red crow. As long as the blood of hundreds of people is fused together, If you feed an ordinary crow, it will grow into a new crow in 49 [-] days.

Red is its symbol.

Psychic prophecy, so if you want to cultivate such a crow, you always have to put in a lot of effort. Obviously, this Baiwu man is an expert, and he must know something.

"Okay, I have cultivated this crow, but you must also ensure my life status and keep living. Little Taoist, if you can do it, I will give this crow to you."

Bai Wuren didn't know what he thought of, and he agreed very readily this time for some reason. Song Yi didn't let down his guard so quickly, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's simple. I need resentment, or you can let me live."

"I don't have much time left these days, I have to survive."

It started to grow ferocious again.

(End of this chapter)