Chapter 694 Blood Bridge


    Yu Dahe''s eyes were so angry that he heard this, and he said in a trembling voice: "What did you say?"


    Master She smiled sinisterly, "You can''t save these two children. Their souls have been dedicated to the Lord of God!"


    Mo Hua pretended not to understand, with a puzzled look on her face, "What is the God Lord?"


    Master She was slightly annoyed and cursed in his heart.


    Ignorance child, who speaks without saying anything, dares to blaspheme the Lord of God. In the future, you will definitely be punished by God. You must not live or die if you want to live or die!


    But he still suppressed his anger, his voice was indifferent, and his expression was respectful:


    "The Lord of God is the Lord of Thousands of Gods, and the Supreme Lord who rules over all life!"


    Mo Hua understood in her heart that this master of shepherd is also a half-baked person.


    He had no idea what the Lord of God, that is, the Lord of the Great Wilderness, was, and he regarded it as a noble **** for his faith.


    Mo Hua looked disdainful, "Old guy, what are you talking about? Where is the Lord of God and the Supreme Lord?"


    "Talents are the leader of all spirits. Where can there be any **** in the world? Why haven''t I seen it before?"


    Master She looked at the ink painting contemptly and sneered:


    "People with naked eyes do not see the truth of the world and do not understand the magnificence of the gods."


    Mo Hua snorted, "It''s just a mysterious thing."


    Master She disdains to argue with such a yellow-mouthed child, but he stared at Mo Hua and looked at him, and a hint of cleverness and doubt appeared in his crazy eyes.


    He had thought it was strange before.


    Who is this little devil?


    If what we expected was not bad, the group of people in front of us should be Daotingsi''s hawks.


    As for what smell did Daotingsi and his group of lackeys smell so that they could break through many obstacles, set up an ambush, and capture their own group of people...


    Master She still can’t figure it out.


    But now it’s time to do so, it’s meaningless to be entangled now.


    The most urgent task is to escape.


    Master She looked at the monks in front of him.


    What surprised him the most was the boy in front of him.


    Why among the monks of Daotingsi, is there such a little ghost with a low blood and low cultivation level and only has the early stage of foundation building?


    This is very strange.


    And it seems that this little ghost is white and tender, arrogant, and obviously looks pampered and has never suffered any hardship.


    Other monks from the Daoting Division were also quite tolerant of him.


    Could it be that the child of a great family who has advanced to the Dao Tingshi to make contributions in order to "gilate" himself and pave a bright future for the future?


    The more Master She thought about it, the more he felt like he was, and he couldn''t help but sneer in his heart.


    What a death!


    The merits and achievements have actually come to this purgatory of humanity.


    I''m afraid I don''t know how to write the word "death"...


    Master She looked at the ink painting silently, and a trace of sinisterness flashed through his eyes.


    The magical consciousness of Mo Hua moved slightly, and he noticed Master She''s cold hatred. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but his face remained calm and he still looked arrogant and domineering.


    On the other side, when Yu Dahe heard that the two children were helpless, he looked pale and held the hands of the two children and couldn''t help trembling.


    Seeing this, Gu An kicked Master She, pulled the knife to his neck, and said coldly:


    "Old guy, tell me! What should I do to save these two children?"


    Master She suddenly let out an annoying laughter, but he didn''t say anything.


    Seeing his sarcastic look, Mo Hua felt a little angry, so he threatened fiercely:


    "Old Zamao, if you don''t say it, I will burn you all the hair and peel it off for you, so I will make you a bare ''beggar chicken''."


    Master She said sinisterly: "Little devil, listen to my advice. You are young, don''t be too arrogant."


    In the Mo Hua did not say anything, and condensed a fireball, and he wanted to burn Master She''s hair. He was there to make a fussy chicken.


    Master She was incredible and his voice became sharper:


    "Stop—"


    What kind of upbringing does this little devil have? How do you do this?


    Mo Hua''s little hand held the hot fireball, placed it beside his hair, and asked:


    “Do you say it or not?”


    Master She was furious, but he immediately calmed down and said calmly:


    "I can say it, but you may not believe it."


    Mo Hua said: "You talk first."


    Master She glanced at Mo Hua with hatred, and then said helplessly:


    "This is simple..."


    "Lord River God, you need sacrifices."


    "I have sacrificed the souls of these two little animals... to Lord River God."


    "Although these two children are sacrifices, these two children are not required for sacrifices."


    "As long as you choose two living people, use them as sacrifices, and send them to the ''altar'' in person, and exchange them for the souls of these two children, they will naturally be able to survive..."


    Ink painting''s heart moved.


    Sent to... in front of the altar?


    Altar!


    It’s not the altar in the Bishan Demon Palace, but the altar that has been built and has even been in operation for hundreds of years!


    Mo Hua''s heart trembled, but he remained calm on the surface, but questioned:


    "Old Zamao, you lied to me!"


    "I believe in you for now. There are really gods in this world. But you said that they were the Lord of God, but now they said that they were the River God. They are all confused. Which one is the owner of your old dog?"


    Master She was so angry that he wanted to cut the ink painting into pieces, but he still endured it and said indifferently:


    "Lord River God, is the incarnation of my God Lord."


    "Lord of the River God is also the same as the Lord of God coming in person."


    The ink painting was instantly understood, and combined with some theological knowledge and the experiences of the fishing village, I roughly understood it in my heart.


    The river **** is the river god, and the evil **** of the Great Wilderness is the evil **** of the Great Wilderness. The two are completely different.


    However, the evil **** of the Great Wilderness polluted the former river god.


    Therefore, the current River God has become the incarnation of an evil **** in the Great Wilderness.


    Of course, the specific pollution process is definitely more complicated.


    Now I am just a simple inference.


    As for how the evil gods in the Great Wilderness pollute, how to parasitize, and how to degenerate a god, these should be the category of "evil **** academics", and I still can''t figure it out.


    "It''s still wrong!" Mo Hua thought about it and said, "When you offered sacrifices, you were in the alchemy room. Why did we change the sacrifices and go to the bird altar?"


    Master She wished he could kill the ink painting.


    Where did this little kid come from so many **** problems? !


    However, when people were under the roof, they had to bow their heads. Master She still said patiently:


    "Because the sacrifice is simple, but if you change the sacrifice, you must get the approval of Lord River God."


    "What if it doesn''t agree?" Mo Hua asked.


    Master She sneered, "Then I have nothing to do. This is the only way to save these two children."


    Mo Hua frowned, then quietly suppressed the excitement in her heart, and asked calmly:


    "Where is the altar you mentioned?"


    Master She showed a very faint smile on the corner of his mouth.


    This little idiot finally took the bait.


    "In the back village." Master She said.


    "Houcun?" Mo Hua was slightly stunned.


    Master She''s eyes are dull: "There is a special temple dedicated to the back village of the fishing village and dedicated to Lord River God."


    "Take it seriously?" Mo Hua confirmed again.


    Master She sneered.


    Gu An whispered, "Young Master, this evil pill master is cunning, and he may prevent fraud."


    Mo Hua also frowned and pondered.


    Master She saw this and sneered, "The Hou Village is very dangerous, and it is not something that ordinary monks can go there. If you don''t have some courage and will only rely on your family, I advise you not to take risks."


    Mo Hua was indeed "provoked" and said, "Old Zamao, do you look down on me? I still want to try it out today!"


    "What river gods and what kind of pigs are all bullshit!"


    "I want to see, in this second-grade state, there are more than a dozen foundation-building monks who have experienced many battles. What exactly is the Hou Village? What can I do to me?"


    Mo Hua looked arrogant.


    Master She''s eyes were slightly sunken.


    After all, he is a young boy, and he can''t hold back his anger.


    More than a dozen foundation-building?


    What is more than a dozen foundation building count? Appetizers are not considered a good one.


    The ignorant person does not know the true horror of this world.


    I still don’t know about my plan.


    Master She was secretly satisfied.


    Gu An and Gu Quan, who were beside him, knew the nature of the ink painting, and his expression couldn''t help but be subtle. When he looked at Master She, he felt a little sympathetic.


    Mo Hua arrogantly ordered: "Old Zamao, take me to Houcun."


    Gu An and Gu Quan remained silent, but the other Gu family monks whispered: "Young Master, please think twice. This thief''s words may not be credible."


    They don’t really want to let ink painting take risks.


    Ink paintings are naturally showing a hint of hesitation.


    Master She was a little anxious, but he pretended to be calm and sneered:


    "Do you save me or not, but don''t blame me for not telling you, there is not much time left..."


    "If you wait for Lord River God to start enjoying the offerings and eat the souls of these two children..."


    Master She''s eyes were cruel, "In less than four or five days, you can see the bodies of these two children, which rotted little by little..."


    Yu Dahe''s face turned pale.


    The ink painting''s eyes showed a hint of coldness.


    Gu An and his friends sighed slightly, knowing that they were afraid of going there, so they drew their swords and put them on Master She''s neck, "Lead the way."


    Master She said silently, "I have the conditions."


    Mo Hua was unhappy, "Do you still want to negotiate terms?"


    Master She sneered, "Who is willing to do things without conditions?"


    Mo Hua thought about it and felt it was right, so she asked, "What are the conditions?"


    Master She grinned, "What other conditions can you have? Of course, after the matter is done, I will spare my life."


    Mo Hua said without thinking, "I agreed!"


    Master She nodded, "Then the deal will be completed."


    Mo Hua looked at him suspiciously, "Are you not afraid that after the matter will be successful, will I suddenly change my mind and kill you?"


    Master She said calmly: "It''s okay, I naturally dare to negotiate terms, so I don''t worry about your change of mind."


    Ink painting frowned.


    This old maggot should have a backup plan.


    He looked back at the two children who were lying in Dahe''s arms, sighing slightly. I hope this old maggot is true.


    These two children are really saved...


    And the back village of this fishing village has many secrets, and I have to go there no matter what.


    Ink painting made a little thoughtful thought and ordered:


    "Everyone prepare, we will set off later."


    Gu An and Gu Quan were a little surprised.


    What''s there to prepare for this?


    Then they saw Mo Hua running alone to the big fishing house, avoiding everyone, and constantly climbing the ground around.


    Gu An and Gu Quan looked strange, so they walked forward and asked in a low voice:


    "Young Master, what are you looking for?"


    Mo Hua looked in the direction of Master She, then raised the stone slab in his hands and whispered:


    "Help me find similar stone slabs, or stones with array patterns on them, any array patterns are OK..."


    "Also, please help me see if there are any traces of sword energy around me..."


    Gu An and Gu Quan didn’t understand why.


    "I''m of great use." Mo Hua said.


    Gu An and Gu Quan nodded and did what Mo Hua said.


    Mo Hua also squatted on the ground, like a little squirrel who was digging the ground, focusing on finding formations and sword energy everywhere.


    He estimated in his heart that Master She, the old miscellaneous master, must be malicious, and Houcun was in great danger.


    So even if you cram the Buddha''s feet for the time being, you should find more divine formation patterns or traces of divine mind-turning swords, which may come in handy at that time.


    Several people searched around and found some gains.


    Ink paintings have three more divine formation patterns.


    There are two traces of sword energy, but these traces have almost disappeared over time, and they have no inspiration for his method of "Sword Transformation of Divine Thoughts".


    Ink painting is a bit regretful.


    It seems that I can only go to the back village and take a look.


    Ink painting recorded these new Shinto array patterns and then prepared to set off.


    First of all, personnel must make arrangements.


    There were nine people in black, two people died, and seven were left.


    Among these seven people, Mo Hua selected two men in black in the middle stage of foundation building as "sacrificial gifts" to replace Yu Dahe''s two sons.


    Master She wants to lead the way.


    There are still four people left, including the Gujianglong and the man in black, so some people should be left to watch.


    Their Qihai was destroyed and they could not cause much storm.


    However, for the sake of insurance period, the ink painting still left six people.


    The remaining four monks of the Gu family went to Houcun with Mo Hua.


    Because it was a "change" sacrifice, the two unconscious children also had to take them, so Yu Dahe followed.


    Mo Hua reminded Yu Dahe: "You don''t have to worry about anything, just protect your two sons."


    Yu Dahe is grateful in his heart.


    He didn''t expect that this young man who met by chance and had only met a few times would do his best to save his two children.


    "Don''t worry, little boy, I''ll listen to you." Yu Dahe said solemnly.


    Mo Hua nodded.


    After the staff were arranged, the group set off.


    Gu Quan besieged Master She, Gu An protects the ink paintings, the tall Yu Dahe holds two children, and the other four monks of the Gu family **** two black-clad human traffickers who are "sacrificial gifts", and set out on the way to Hou Village.


    Along the way, the sky was gloomy and dilapidated fishing houses were everywhere, revealing dead silence and depression.


    After walking like this, the surroundings gradually became desolate, and there was no fishing house. There was only a stone arch bridge in front of me.


    The style of the arch bridge is simple and old.


    Through the arch bridge, there is a thicker blood mist opposite.


    Master She said to Mo Hua: "I have to unseal it before I can cross the bridge."


    Mo Hua remembered the pattern of the crossing river dragon painting at the wellhead, and nodded, "Okay."


    Gu An untied the spirit-binding lock on Master She''s hand.


    Master She moved his wrist, walked to the bridge, touched his waist, and found it empty. Then he remembered that his storage bag had been confiscated, and said:


    "I want human blood."


    Master She''s storage bag is in Gu An''s hands. Because it is full of medicinal materials and elixir recipes for evil alchemy, it is not as good as the hands of Ink Painting.


    Gu An flipped through Master She''s storage bag, took out a white bottle, and threw it to Master She.


    Master She took it, dipped his finger in blood, and began to draw unsealed array patterns on the stone bricks in front of the bridge.


    Mo Hua poked her head and looked at it.


    Master She was halfway through painting, and looked up and saw Mo Hua look focused, looking serious and said sarcastically:


    "What? The young master also understands the formation?"


    Mo Hua snorted, "That''s natural. Among my fellow disciples, no one dares to be the first in terms of my formation."


    Master She did not avoid ink paintings, but instead showed the array patterns he drew to the ink paintings with a smile:


    "Can you know what formation is this?"


    After watching the ink painting for a moment, hesitated:


    "What other formation can it be? It is...the five elements, the formation used in the Eight Trigrams...the sealing method."


    Master She knew that this young master was a fool.


    Pretty if you don’t know, and you also like to speak big things.


    Master She laughed in his heart, and since then he has no scruples, he has drawn the complete array pattern.


    He was painting here and remembering the ink paintings silently in his heart.


    After he finished painting, the ink painting also added:


    "I think it is a advanced formation, but it''s just like that. To be honest, I have learned this formation, but it''s not as good as the ones I passed down from my family. I don''t want to learn it..."


    Master She cursed in his heart:


    The little guy, I don’t know what it means, my tone is big and my eyelids are shallow, I don’t know what a clever formation this is…


    Master She snorted coldly.


    Mo Hua secretly glanced at Master She and his mind moved slightly.


    He realized that this Master She was not only an evil alchemy master, but also an evil formation master!


    When he was drawing the array pattern, he was as if he was very talented as he was. He was much more proficient than the crossing river dragon. He was obviously proficient in this art and had drawn a lot of formations.


    Mo Hua can tell at a glance that his formation master has a great foundation.


    "Okay, this old mao is quite hidden..."


    Mo Hua kept silent and muttered silently in her heart.


    But thanks to this, I wrote down a more complete unsealed array pattern.


    This master of luxury is quite useful.


    Master She dipped in human blood. After drawing the array patterns, the array patterns were like blood, melting into a piece and seeping into the bridge deck.


    Then Master She stood up and said, "The door of Hou Village is open."


    Everyone frowned.


    They did not notice anything different.


    Only ink paintings have slightly condensed eyes.


    He could clearly see that a faint light curtain on the bridge deck had a crack from the middle to form an entrance.


    The entrance trembled slightly, like an evil eye.


    The entire stone bridge has also become a blood bridge.


    However, Gu An and others couldn''t see it.


    Gu An glanced at Mo Hua, and Mo Hua nodded, "Let''s go."


    Then Gu An put the hand of Master She again on the chain, then held him and walked towards the arch bridge first.


    Others followed closely.


    In this way, the group walked through the **** arch bridge and walked into the forbidden back village on the white stone bricks.


    As soon as I walked into the back village, my breath changed suddenly.


    In the ink painting, you can see that the blood mist in the air is so thick that it can almost drip blood.


    Even Gu An and others felt that the atmosphere here was extremely depressing, their spiritual sense was slightly tired, and there seemed to be a layer of gloom in front of them.


    The soil on the soles of the feet has a fishy smell, which is as soft as human flesh and blood.


    Yu Dahe was shocked and murmured in a low voice: "It''s true... it''s that fishing village..."


    Gu Quan was stunned and couldn''t help but ask, "Which fishing village?"


    Yu Dahe''s voice trembled, "It''s... the rumored by some old fishing practitioners nearby, the fishing village that offended the river god, was punished by the gods, and was punished by the entire destruction of the fishing village..."


    Everyone''s expressions were a little solemn.


    In their perception, people like me are just here to catch these traffickers and rescue the two children.


    But the current situation is getting more and more strange.


    Gu An suddenly looked cold and looked at Master She, "Can''t the people in this fishing village be massacred by you human traffickers?"


    "How is that possible?" Master She sneered, "That happened hundreds of years ago. What does it have to do with me?"


    But his smile was a little reluctant, hiding a hint of unpredictable meaning.


    The ink painting also showed an intriguing gaze.


    This master of shepherd probably has many secrets...


    After that, Master She continued to lead the way.


    Everyone stepped on the **** ground and continued to walk forward. As they walked, Mo Hua suddenly looked up and looked into the depths of the fishing village.


    At the same time, a desire arose in his heart.


    It seems that something is "seducing" him in the depths of the fishing village.


    Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    eager?


    What am I longing for?


    Mo Hua thought for a moment, but before he could figure it out, he moved his mind slightly and calculated it.


    The cause and effect in my heart was vague, and a vague impression emerged.


    Mo Hua Tianji algorithm is not proficient and can''t figure out what it is, but his eyes gradually look forward to it...


    From today on, I won’t read comments, follow-up orders, and scores. I will keep my manuscripts in a dull way.


    Otherwise, it will be too easy to internally consume.


    ??Strive to add more updates at the end of this month~


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    In addition, I PY and recommended a book. Interested friends can take a look:


    ??　"I Can''t Be a Demon"


    ??The golden cicada has not returned when it travels west.


    Since then, demons have been rampant in the Tang Dynasty, and there are eighty-one difficulties everywhere.


    Shen Lian came to this chaotic world and was content to be a rich man who walked birds and watched flowers all day long.


    But no one knows that in the eyes of others, I am surrounded by countless ghosts and monsters. During my breathing, the wail of the dead souls sounded from my mouth and nose. Wherever I passed, there were white bones spreading towards the Western Paradise.


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    (This chapter ends)