Sai Qingfeng said that the reason why the Lai clansmen scattered in terror was because they saw something that frightened them to the extreme.
I asked why I didn't see anything, but Sai Qingfeng smiled and said to me: "This means that you are not among those people. Maybe you will come later."
There are good and bad people who raise voodoos. People like the old lady raise golden silkworm voodoos in order to relieve the poison of all kinds of voodoos and to show compassion for heaven and earth. This is good and good.
But the person among them is one in ten million. No matter what kind of voodoo you raise, the voodoo will eventually change with the mind of the person who raises the voodoo. If you are kind, the voodoo will be good and can transform. Maybe it's the Golden Silkworm Gu.
But if you are evil, then the Gu will be an extremely vicious existence, just like Lai Aotian's Soul-Eating Gu.
Because these vicious poisonous insects are motivated by killing people, if they fail to harm others, the person who raises the poison will definitely suffer the backlash. Perhaps those tribesmen saw the scene after their own backlash, and they acted like that. Screaming in fear.
Those Gu insects raised by all the tribesmen and finally gathered together were the ultimate culprits in taking their lives.
To deal with those Gu, only Golden Silkworm Gu, who is the king of all Gu, can do it. But now even Golden Silkworm Gu is too scarred to take care of himself, so he has no ability to help other people.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Lai Ju paralyzed because she was no longer able to help anyone.
"What should we do now? Do we have to watch thousands of clan members die in this clan village?" Liu Tingting said with compassion.
With Liu Tingting's opening, it seemed that she touched the pain point in the hearts of everyone present. For a moment, no one said anything, as if the mute button had been touched, and everyone was frustrated.
After a long time, Sai Qingfeng took a deep breath, turned to Lai Ju and said: "There are too many people to save, and I don't know if I can withstand them. The red paper I carry is limited. Can you give me some help?" I found some red paper, the more the better!”
"Okay, I'll go find it now!"
Hearing that Sai Qingfeng seemed to have a countermeasure, Lai Ju's brows relaxed a little, and she immediately asked the rest of us to follow her to the village to look for red paper.
It had to be said that the lives of the entire village were at stake, but wherever Lai Ju went, he gave his best cooperation, handing over all red papers, large and small.
If this is a Han or even Manchu village, red paper is the most indispensable thing. During the Chinese New Year, the Spring Festival couplets posted in front of and behind the house are all red paper, and even the manhole covers at wedding banquets are also red. Paper.
However, it is not an easy task to find red paper in this Lai tribe's village. It took several hours to go through all the houses of the villagers, but only found such a trivial one. Little by little, Sai Qingfeng was seen shaking his head repeatedly.
"Mr. Sai, we have searched through the entire clan village, and this is the only red paper we can use." Lai Ju said with a frustrated look.
Looking at the red papers of different sizes and even extremely damaged, Sai Qingfeng shook his head helplessly and said: "To save thousands of people, such a small amount of red paper is just a drop in the bucket. It can't even save ten people."
"Then what should we do?" Lai Ju was running around in circles anxiously.
"Do you have a blank piece of paper?" Sai Qingfeng suddenly asked.
"Yes, I'll get it now!"
What she wanted before was red paper, but now she wanted white paper instead. Lai Ju didn't ask in detail, she just agreed and ran away quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Lai Ju came back holding a large bundle of white paper from each house.
"Spread out all the white paper!"
None of us understood what Sai Qingfeng wanted to do, but we still followed his request and helped Lai Ju spread out all the white papers.
The mud from the previous melted hailstones was completely evaporated and baked by the sun in a short period of time, so the white paper could be spread out on the ground at will without worrying about getting wet.
After spreading all the white paper on the ground, we all looked at Sai Qingfeng stupidly, waiting for his next move.
Seeing that the white paper had been laid out, Sai Qingfeng casually picked up a handful of the paper he had left behind and saw it. Without saying a word, a bloody gash appeared on his palm.
As Sai Qingfeng suddenly flicked his hand, bright red blood sprayed on the pieces of white paper, and the blood fell on the white paper, forming a sharp contrast between the two.
Sai Qingfeng repeated the action, spreading pieces of bright red onto the white paper.
I suddenly felt very surprised by this, and thought to myself, what is Sai Qingfeng trying to do? Is he planning to use his own blood to dye the white paper here completely red?
I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it even if all the blood in his body was drained.
While I was feeling extremely surprised and confused about this, Sai Qingfeng suddenly stopped, held his hand with the wound tightly and said to me: "Stop standing here, come over and give me a hand, lend me some." Use your blood."
"What? Do I want it too?"
After hearing this, I was stunned for a while, thinking that I must have heard it right. Sai Qingfeng was worried that he didn't have enough blood, so he actually asked me to donate blood with him.
The blood in the human body is so precious. Although it has the function of regeneration, it cannot be squandered wantonly.
I had a strong resistance to this, but then I thought, maybe because of my selfless dedication, I can save many Lai people, but I had to compromise because of my love.
My hand was already injured, so there was no need for another incision. I raised my hand to untie the gauze on my hand, revealing the wound that had not yet scabbed.
As I gritted my teeth and shook my hand hard, the wound burst open instantly, and bright red blood flowed out of the wound again.
"It's definitely not enough for just the two of us."
I said and looked at Gouzi and the others, hoping that they would also make a selfless contribution.
Gouzi saw me looking at him and immediately took steps to come over. Unexpectedly, Sai Qingfeng suddenly raised his hand to stop him.
Then Sai Qingfeng turned to me and said, "I don't need them, it's enough as long as you help me."
At that time, I was speechless and helpless. I thought to myself, had I offended Sai Qingfeng? Why did he insist on causing trouble for me alone? He wanted to dye all the white paper here red. This was to make him Why should I drain the blood?
"Okay, that's enough!"
I thought it would be endless requests, but I didn't expect that Sai Qingfeng suddenly said "enough."
Then Sai Qingfeng casually took out a small piece of red paper from his body. At first glance, there was no difference between the red paper and the red paper he took out before. But if he looked carefully, he could see something on the red paper. The talisman text is also drawn with red as the background color, which makes me think that it is a red talisman used by Taoist priests.
Sai Qingfeng held the red talisman between two fingers of his right hand and began to mutter something.
His voice was so low that I could hardly hear what he was mumbling.
But as he muttered words, a faint blood-red light appeared on the surface of the red talisman in his hand, which seemed to be mixed with a faint golden light.
"go!"
As Sai Qingfeng shouted loudly, the red talisman in his hand flew out of his hand and flew directly into the air.
As it flew into the air, the red talisman suddenly exploded silently, turning into pieces of blood-red mist that slowly fell, all falling on the pieces without exception. On the dazzling white paper.
As the mist fell, an astonishing scene happened. The white paper scattered on the ground turned from white to pink in an instant, and then from pink to red. In the end, it was even redder than blood.
A piece of red paper suddenly rose up without any wind and fell into Sai Qingfeng's hand. As Sai Qingfeng tore it cleanly, dozens of red paper figures appeared in his palm.
Passing the small dozen red paper figures into Lai Aju's hands, Sai Qingfeng warned: "According to the population of each household in the clan, place the paper figures at the door, no more, no less!"
