"Human...human sacrifice?"
Yu Huo deliberately raised his voice. As soon as he said this, there was an uproar. Not only did Lai Changqing break out in a cold sweat, but also the jaws of everyone else present dropped.
I originally thought that Yu Huo would have some clever tricks, but I didn't want to openly mention the forbidden technique. Moreover, this technique has long been banned in the human world, and it is also not allowed to happen in the abandoned nest.
Using human beings for sacrifice can be said to be a cruel thing. As the master of the abandoned nest, Lord Ghost Chief will naturally not agree to such a thing, and it will happen blatantly under his rule.
If he hadn't been wearing a mask and not showing his true face, his face at this moment would have been as ugly as eating shit.
"Is this what you said? Yu Huo, is your joke too big?"
Lai Changqing was furious, breathing heavily, pointing at Yu Huo's nose and cursing at him.
Master Guishou could suppress his inner anger, but Lai Changqing couldn't tolerate it. He thought that Yu Huo was playing tricks on the orphan nest and regarded everyone present as fools.
"I'm not kidding, I'm serious."
"Well, human sacrifice. Human sacrifice. First of all, there must be a living person, right?"
Lai Changqing spread his hands and asked with a speechless expression, and said impatiently: "This is not your human world. There are living people everywhere. This is a nest of abandoned people. They have all become ghosts. Where do you want me to find you a big one?" A living sacrifice?"
Lai Changqing was so anxious to get angry, not because he was unreasonable, but because he was stating the facts. As we all know, using human sacrifices in the human world is a superstitious behavior that is expressly prohibited, and if it fails, it will be in trouble with the law.
But in the lawless place of Yichao, it is not regarded as feudal superstition, let alone the so-called crime. However, Yichao has its own order and its own rules.
In other words, as an alien species in the Lost Nest, Yuhuo follows the local customs and has no reason not to abide by the rules here, let alone openly provoke the order of the Lost Nest.
"Aren't you just a living person?"
Seeing Lai Changqing tense and aggressive, he did not anger Yu Huo. Instead, he made Yu Huo calm. He came to Lai Changqing's side, lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you and Liu Banxian both great people?"
"You! You don't want to use me as a sacrifice, do you?"
As soon as Yu Huo said this, Lai Changqing was so frightened that he took a few steps back, his body trembling in cold sweat. In fact, Yu Huo had already seen through the fact that he was not a ghost, but a human being.
If at this time, the remaining fire completely pierces this layer of window paper, then the only way to wait for Lai Changqing's fate is to sacrifice.
In other words, it was his time to die.
However, Yu Huo had no intention of doing this. It was not something that the Corpse Sewing lineage could do, such as taking human lives and injuring innocent people.
If the two of them want to revive the extinct underworld lantern, they have to be the owner of the underworld lantern.
The Ming Lantern is an ancestral treasure of the Corpse Sewing lineage, and its owner must naturally be a direct descendant of the Corpse Sewing lineage.
Therefore, the only candidate who can save Ming Deng's life and death is Yu Huo.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die, at least not now, but remember, don't always think about coming with me. You and I are not enemies, understand?"
"I understand, I understand, we are not enemies but friends."
Given a handle, Lai Changqing could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, not daring to complain at all about Yu Huo.
Seeing that Lai Changqing was completely suppressed by intimidation, Yu Huo breathed out easily, raised his voice, and faced Lord Ghost Head and everyone in front of him and said: "Master Ghost Head, the sentient beings who left their nests, their nests are destroyed, In three hours, the gate of hell will open wide, the nest will be in chaos, and the world will also be in chaos. It's time to make a decision."
As soon as Yu Huo finished speaking, there was a strong response among the people, who were all rushing to offer sacrifices to Ming Deng. At this moment, they saw a rare scene of unity in Yichao.
Although these evil ghosts knew that they could not be sacrificed, they still showed the courage and determination to be at ease for the abandoned nest. This made the cold, dark and evil place of the abandoned nest feel deeply gratified and a little warm.
Enthusiasm and noise are intertwined, and there are a few figures mixed in the crowd, looking particularly low-key, so low-key that it makes people feel ignored.
"The bait has been cast in the net. If you go ahead and give the order, you can add some firewood to this farce and make the fire burn brighter."
The man was crowded among the crowd, and after giving the explanation, he had already disappeared without a trace.
The dragon has its head but not its tail. Who is this person? What is this person's purpose?
unknown.
But there is always an unknown force operating in the dark, influencing everything.
Seeing the crowd making noises, Yu Huo quickly controlled the situation, waved his hand to calm down all living beings, and then said: "Human sacrifice, the sacrifice must be a living person, there can be no carelessness or carelessness, and I am the sacrifice people."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar. Everyone present made the same expression and held their breaths in shock. The scene was so quiet that even an embroidery needle could be heard clearly falling to the ground.
They couldn't believe that this was true. All living beings were afraid of death, including humans and ghosts. However, Yu Huo didn't want Yu Huo to risk his own life for Ming Deng's life.
Yu Huo's move made even the spiritual woman beside him very surprised, and even a little moved. He asked again in disbelief: "Young man, sacrificing a sacrifice means exchanging one's life for one's name. It means killing someone, so there is no better way." Yet?"
Lingpo once heard from Jingshui Tower that the Ming Lantern was an ancestral treasure of the corpse-stitching line, but at the same time, it was also a bloodthirsty sacrificial weapon.
Sacrificial vessels are instruments used for sacrifices. Whether in the past feudal dynasty era or in the sacrificial ceremonies that continue to this day, great emphasis is placed on the selection of sacrificial vessels, and the strict selection standards are naturally very demanding.
Sacrifice is a solemn and solemn matter, and the size, shape, decoration, and craftsmanship of the sacrificial vessels are all very particular. As a sacrificial vessel, the Ming Lantern naturally plays a special role.
Although there were not many rumors about the underworld lantern in the past, apart from the legend that the underworld lantern guided the way, there were not many records about it. Even if it was made up by boring people, there were very few.
Because of this, the existence of the Underworld Lantern is too low-key. The more low-key it is, the more expressive it is. There are even rumors that those who get the Underworld Lantern can conquer the world.
Of course, this is just a joke passed down by word of mouth among the people, and it has become a talking point for people after dinner. It cannot be taken seriously.
Regardless of whether it is a rumor or a fact, Lingpo is convinced that the life and death of Ming Deng will definitely change the fate and fate of humans and ghosts, because he believes in Jingshui Tower and the lineage of corpse sewing.
Jing Shui Lou also mentioned that those who sew corpses earn money from dead people, and their job is to lick blood from the knife edge. They should not be high-profile or public.
It is precisely this that makes the Corpse Sewing lineage become more mysterious, even invisible.
Ling Po knew that when Yu Huo decided to sacrifice his life, he had already thought that this was the only way to save Ming Deng, but he couldn't help but ask this nonsense just now.
Yu Huo did not answer Ling Po directly, but lit three sticks of incense. He came to the incense burner in the north direction where the Ming Lantern was placed. bye.
These three prayers are very particular. This one is to pray to heaven and earth, to ask the gods of heaven and earth for their blessings and to keep the dark lamp safe and sound.
The second bow is to the ancestor. As a descendant of the corpse-stitching line, every time I make a move, I should thank the ancestor for the food.
As for the third prayer, it is naturally to worship the Hades lamp.
For the corpse-stitching lineage, they deal with the dead every day and face a dark, gloomy and irrelevant world. The Ming Lantern is the beacon in this darkness, guiding the corpse-stitching lineage to ride the wind and waves and move forward with a heavy load. .
Ming Deng was also a beam of light in his heart. It was he who made Yu Huo gallop his horse and whip his horse and embark on this difficult road through all obstacles.
After the preparations were completed, Yu Huo came to Ling Po and said firmly: "Ling Po, everything is ready. The sacrificial ceremony can begin."
Seeing the resolute look in Yu Huo's eyes, Ling Po stopped asking questions and instead signaled to Lord Ghost Leader, saying seriously: "This is related to the final fate of Ming Deng. We can't let anything go wrong again. Do you know what to do?"
"Lingma, everything is ready. As the master of the nest, I guarantee that this sacrifice will be completed successfully."
Ling Po asked the question, and he had learned from the past. As the master of the abandoned nest, Lord Ghost Leader naturally did not dare to slack off at all, and patted his chest to ensure that Ming Deng would not be involved in danger again.
With the protection of Lord Ghost Head, Ling Po came to Yu Huo with peace of mind, lowered her voice and said: "Young man, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to you only in my own name and in my own name for your dedication to both human and ghost worlds. And respect, your sacrifice, the nest will remember you, and the world will miss you."
Ling Po's sensationalism completely aroused the pain point deep in Yu Huo's heart. He originally thought that he would not miss her, but when he really faced death and was about to leave, he felt somewhat sad inside.
This kind of sadness is the nostalgia for the past, the reluctance to let go of the people around you, the bond between right and wrong, the thinking about life, and the recognition of death.
Everything was going around in Yu Huo's mind, feeling sad and entangled.
But Yu Huo quickly regained his senses and thought of his master's earnest teachings, because he believed that if it were his mentor Jing Shui Lou, he would have made the same choice when faced with such a critical moment.
"let's start."
Yu Huo said three words cleanly, without looking back, and came to the sacrifice hall that had been arranged for the sacrifice ceremony.
The hall was surrounded by ghosts wearing masks. Some were holding flags, some were holding spears, some were holding broadswords, and some were holding white silk ribbons in their hands. Suddenly, the hall felt like a leopard. The head is ringed and the eyes are majestic.
In the center of the hall is a table covered with yellow silk satin. On both sides of the table are two large bronze cauldrons. On the cauldron on the left is a mighty white tiger, while on the cauldron on the right is a ferocious dragon.
The two cauldrons accompany each other, not to mention their majesty. What is even more magical is that the desk suddenly becomes eclipsed. There are three incense burners placed on the desk. Each incense burner is not three sticks of incense, but a pillar holding the sky. , different.
Behind the desk is a huge ink painting. The painting is not a landscape, scenery, or characters, but a large word "Dian", which makes people feel depressed and extremely uncomfortable after looking at it.
The scene was like entering a mourning hall.
Before Yu Huo could react, Ling Po made her formal appearance, dancing and waving the white satin in her hand, grinning and mumbling, her expression and mask made people look a little scared.
The little black cat on her shoulder let out a scream when she saw this, jumped onto the table, and then scurried into the ghosts and disappeared.
After finishing her religious rituals, Lingpo roared loudly, then looked up to the sky and said: "Apocalypse... all things in heaven, open the door to the nest!"
