Erwa's body froze, and under the gazes of the remaining brothers, his body twisted and turned into the boss. It's like being covered with a layer of skin.
"Haha, this idea is indeed possible. Use the painted-skinned demon spirit to seduce the gods. Combined with the spirit summoning technique and the talent of summoning boys, these five ghosts should be able to satisfy the legendary succubus effect and become a qualified boy in front of a great god! "
Wang Zijia looked at the effect in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.
After checking it carefully, he asked Dawa to exit the painting state and look at the second child.
After a period of screaming and begging for mercy, the five ghosts were slowly skinned and made into weapons by Wang Zijia, and then returned to their original state, as if a special piece of clothing had been refined for them.
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On the outskirts of Wanyuzong, in the surrounding small family area, there is a mass grave.
"Quack!"
It was already late at night, the night breeze was blowing in the mass graves, and crows occasionally neighed.
Under the cold moonlight, one could clearly see that in a strange formation, there were densely packed, deformed or mutilated corpses of various kinds.
Outside the formation, there were five people waiting quietly at this moment.
The person leading the group was Jiang Mingda, whose hair was sparse and yellow, but his complexion was much better. Behind him stood four people, two men and two women.
The two men were Jiang Zhengye and Rui Wen, who had slept with Jiang Mingda several times, but the two women were recent newcomers and were former disciples of the Beast Hidden Group.
The reason for this adjustment is that according to the order's instructions, all corpse collection teams will need to work in groups of five to handle corpses.
As for the reason, no one knows yet, including Jiang Mingda.
"Uncle Master, midnight has arrived!" Jiang Zhengye, who had experience in sacrificing corpses several times, looked at the time and found that Jiang Mingda was still motionless. He subconsciously spoke to break the silence and reminded.
Hearing this, the other three people all looked at Jiang Mingda in front of him.
Jiang Mingda shook his head and said: "There is news from above that there is no fixed time tonight. We will wait for the news before opening the forum."
The four people behind him heard this and looked at each other. Without asking any more questions, they all fell into silence and waited again.
Who knew that the wait would last for more than an hour. Slowly, the time came to the early morning, the third or fourth watch. Although the five people were waiting a little impatiently, they did not dare to show any emotions at all and waited honestly.
At this time, Jiang Mingda in front suddenly froze, and his eyes slightly lost focus, as if he had seen some news. He came back to his senses after a moment and said: "The time has come, let's start the altar!"
The four people who had been waiting behind him for a long time immediately looked solemn and followed Jiang Mingda to the altar. They took up their positions, opened the altar, lit incense, and started to chant:
"The fragrance echoes to the heaven and earth, the blood talisman and the white bones cast the spiritual formation; I have traveled thousands of miles to invite the gods, and I pay my respects to all the benefactors in this altar!"
"My disciples are wholeheartedly paying homage to you, and the five ghost gods are coming. The divine soldiers are as urgent as the law."
As the five people started to play and Jiang Mingda lit up the incense, the entire formation shone with spiritual light.
But this time was completely different from the previous two times. It wasn't that the movement was too loud, but that it was too small. The surroundings were quiet, without any evil atmosphere, as if the opening of the altar had failed.
The four of them looked puzzled, and Jiang Mingda even frowned. He looked back at the others and said, "The materials and depictions are...well..."
Before he could say anything, he froze in place.
"Woo!"
The four disciples behind him also had their pupils shrunk, their expressions were horrified, and they almost screamed.
They saw Jiang Mingda in front of them. His body suddenly twisted and shrunk rapidly. Under the horrified eyes of the four disciples, he transformed into an immature fairy boy about one meter tall, wearing a Taoist robe and possessing the spirit of an immortal.
Before the four of them could react, they also stiffened and quickly shrank, turning into four other fairy children.
The boy was wearing a Taoist robe, had long hair, was white and fat, and looked eight or nine years old, just like the boy sitting in front of an ancestor.
After the five boys appeared, they looked at each other for a moment, with two different emotions in their pupils. One is the ordinary sizing up of each other, and the other is the horror of losing control of the body.
Obviously, the five possessed people are still conscious at this moment and are clearly aware that they are being controlled, but they are unable to resist and do not dare to resist.
The cause of everything was obviously the ritual ceremony just now!
They opened the altar and invited these five fairy children, and the fairy children dressed in them.
Why is it worn rather than possessed?
They don’t know, this is what it feels like!
It was this feeling of something wrong that made them feel extremely frightened and uneasy because they were clearly possessed by the fairy boy.
Looking at the fairy children's fairy-like appearance, I always feel that something is wrong, and I feel uncontrollable.
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The five fairy children ignored the thoughts of the people inside them. They just looked at each other for a moment, and then came to the edge of the altar without saying a word.
Faint black smoke floated out, wrapped all the corpses, and condensed into several pages above the formation.
On the page, five fairy children were carrying a huge coffin, and inside the coffin were countless densely packed corpses.
As all the corpses turned into pages and drawings, the leading fairy boy waved his hand and put all the pages into his sleeves.
After doing all this, the five fairy boys returned to their original positions and stood still. Then the bodies of the five people expanded rapidly and transformed into the original five people again.
"breathe······"
The moment the five people recovered, they all let out strong gasps with horror on their faces.
After a long time, a female cultivator calmed down the panic in her heart, looked at Jiang Mingda and said: "Uncle Master, was that the arrival of the Divine Lord just now?"
Jiang Mingda shook his head and said: "The old Taoist is not sure, it's a bit like the legendary lost magic method, but... forget it, the person who comes this time must be the elder of the sect, not us. You can guess.”
"Yes, it seems that there is more than one elder in the sect who is responsible for collecting the corpses!" Rui Wen, who had several experiences in offering sacrifices, also agreed at the moment.
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In Wanyuzong, Biyiyuan underground base, and sacrifice laboratory.
Five ghosts surrounded the altar, sitting cross-legged, with their eyes closed, and the aura flickering on the altar.
Suddenly, a blood jade book flew out from Dawa's eyebrows and floated on the altar again.
"Crash!"
As the book opened, the figures of five fairy children floated out, turned into five human skins, and covered the five ghosts. The five ghosts who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed also opened their eyes.
Da Wa immediately took the picture of the five ghosts carrying the coffin and timidly came to Wang Zijia to make a deal.
Wang Zijia, who was just watching the whole process, finally nodded with satisfaction and said: "Yes, he definitely looks like a fairy boy. With such an image and way of traveling, even if someone discovers it, there won't be any big surprises." Got it!"
Now, after three or four iterations of Wang Zijia's three or four iterations, the Five Ghosts' automatic response mechanism for collecting corpses is finally on the right track. In the future, he no longer has to worry about collecting it himself.
When I first went out to kill in Wanyu Immortal City, I found that picking up corpses was better, but I still felt it was dangerous.
It improved step by step to the point where someone was sent to pick up the body, Fairy Tong came forward to collect the body, and he sat firmly behind the scenes. Now it is completely formed!
"Well, I always feel that it is not very humane. There is something missing!" Wang Zijia frowned and whispered in his thoughts. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he said: "By the way, time!"
"In the future, those who turn in corpses, whether they are from the Demon Suppressing Sect or the law enforcement team, will set a time to hold altars, burn incense and pray, and the five ghosts will show up to collect the corpses. In this way, the five ghosts will not be too busy. Mission accomplished.”
"Wait a minute, why do you feel so familiar with this?"
"By the way, it's a bit like offering incense and worshiping Buddha? We go to the temple together on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month to offer incense? So the great gods also find it troublesome to collect incense separately, so why don't they just offer it at regular intervals?"
"Ha, you really are like a child in front of me! It's perfect!"
Wang Zijia looked happy, and under the fearful eyes of Five Ghosts Qiqi Ai Ai, he waved and threw out a few pages. The pages of the book disintegrated in the air and turned into corpses falling into the pit.
Wang Zijia came to the deep cold corpse pit and began to extract pollution from it. After smoking, throw the body to the five ghosts.
Probably because tonight's transformation was too painful, the five ghosts were not as excited as before when they looked at the contaminated corpses thrown in. They carefully spread the ghost mist and ate elegantly, for fear that if someone didn't pay attention, they would cause another incident. Wang Zijia’s dissatisfaction or attention.
If you mess with them again, it will be terrible!
"Value +17561!"
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After a long time, Wang Zijia extracted all the pollution, threw the body into the cold corpse pit, ignored the five ghosts, got up and left the underground base.
After the five ghosts watched Wang Zijia leave completely, they transformed into ghost babies, jumped into the corpse pit, and began to eat crazily, as if they were turning the pain tonight into appetite.
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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia got up as usual and started boxing. After breakfast, before going out, Wang Zijia looked at Bai Qian and said, "I haven't eaten in half a year. What did you do today?"
"Young master, you don't know that there are so many novel and novel foods in the world. I have learned a lot from the father-in-laws in the imperial kitchen in the past six months. Especially there are a few old people in the palace who know a lot of unique skills."
"The thing that impressed me the most was something called cuttlefish paste." Bai Qian took out a box with some excitement, as if offering a treasure, and said:
"Take the viscera of some special smelly fish, grind it into a paste, and ferment it to make a paste. I learned the essence and removed the dross. I changed it into the gall of the pure fish, the viscera of the smelly fin, and the auxiliary ingredients. A sandwich pastry made with a paste made from yellow lotus."
While speaking, Bai Qian had already opened a food box, and a complex smell of fishy, sour, astringent, and bitter instantly filled the tip of Wang Zijia's nose, and Wang Zijia's smiling expression froze on his face.
Sorry, he is still short-sighted. He has never believed in things like durian, stinky tofu, and cuttlefish paste that have anti-human tastes and things that can go through a certain stage and still taste delicious!
And he always thought that the three series of dark cuisine that could be developed by Bai Qian into bitter, smelly and sour series were already the limit, but he didn't expect that there would be a possibility.
Is there something wrong with Tianhong's imperial dining room, or is there something wrong with the chefs who taught Bai Qian how to cook?
"Master, do you want to try it?" Bai Qianyan said hesitantly: "But the taste is a little strange. If you want to try it, you'd better eat a little bit first."
"Forget it!" Wang Zijia came to his senses instantly, put away the large boxes of pastries that Bai Qian had brought out, turned around and left decisively.
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"Good morning, Uncle Wang!!!"
"Good morning, Uncle Wang!"
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It has been more than half a year since I came to Fulou. Many of the disciples Wang Zijia met along the way greeted Wang Zijia with surprise on their faces.
Seeing this familiar scene, Wang Zijia responded with a smile.
It’s the end of the month, take a look at your ballot folder, there are some that you can vote for! Stop being stupid! ! !
