Chapter 107: Praying for Rain in the Deserted City, Burying a Snake to Calm the Spirit
"Xue Wuyin, you're here!"
Ning Shengsheng raised her legs and wrapped them around Xue Chen's waist.
"There are so many snakes on the ground. I feel uncomfortable."
"Your Highness, don't look." Xue Chen smiled, "Don't be afraid, it will be gone soon."
He held Ning Shengsheng in one hand and swung out a sharp sword flower with the other.
The cold white sword energy suddenly slashed out.
It passed by with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
The snakes that were still spitting out their tongues and wriggling did not even leave any signs of struggle.
It turned into powder the moment the sword energy swept through it!
All that remained were a few fleeting wisps of green smoke and a fishy smell that gradually dissipated in the air.
"alright."
He turned his head and coaxed softly, "It's back to normal. Not even a trace of the snake remains. Be good and open your eyes and take a look."
"oh!"
Ning Shengsheng slowly raised her head from the boy's neck.
The house is as clean as new.
"Thank you, Xue Chen. By the way, is there anything unusual in your room?"
She let go of her hands and jumped off Xue Chen.
He lowered his eyes, a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes, "It's also a snake. The snake carved on the stone tablet has come to life."
"I wanted to catch a few to study, but when I heard the silver bell ring, I immediately came to find you."
"Why are there only snakes? Could it be that the dilapidated ancient city is related to snakes?" Ning Shengsheng pursed her lips unconsciously.
Xue Chen's gaze wandered to the corners of her upturned mouth.
Her lips are particularly beautiful, with clear lip lines and a color as bright and beautiful as peach blossoms after rain.
When she smiles, her white teeth are exposed, and when she is proud, the corners of her mouth curl up slightly, which makes people feel soft-hearted.
"Xue Wuyin?!"
"Hey, are you listening to me?"
Xue Chen was brought back to his senses by the shaking white little hand, "Yeah, I'm listening."
"Where should we explore next?"
"Let me think about it." Xue Chen forced himself to look away, watching her unable to think.
Stare at something and think for a moment.
"There's a place carved into the stone inside my house that looks like an altar. Can you come and take a look at it when daybreak comes?"
"No." Ning Shengsheng shook her head, thinking back to what Qinglin had said, "We have to go now."
"Let's go call Liu Yuehen and Senior Sister Qu."
"good."
The two people just walked out of the room.
Liu Yuehen came out holding Qu Tingzhu, looking disheveled, with bloodstains on the hem of her clothes.
"Fuck, there are so many snakes, are you okay?"
"Uh-huh, nothing."
Liu Yuehen took a look and saw that both of them were clean and their hair was not messy. How could Xue Chen be so awesome?
"We're going to the altar now."
Liu Yuehen and Qu Tingzhu didn't know what was going on, but followed closely out of trust.
The inn was silent at night.
There was not a single candle behind the counter. Qinglin was not there, and the waiter had disappeared too.
The four of them pushed the door open and went out.
The waiter, hidden in the shadows, twisted his neck mechanically, "Sister Qinglin, don't worry, what about them?"
"Nothing."
The woman in red shook her head with a sinister smile on her lips.
Ning Shengsheng and the other two followed Xue Chen and flew towards the northernmost part of the ancient city. She looked down and saw ghosts in the city emerging from every corner and floating towards the altar.
“There’s really something wrong with the altar!”
"Maybe the truth will be revealed soon."
Liu Yuehen also looked down and said, "Look at those ghosts. They are covered in yellow sand, and even in their mouths."
"It's true." Qu Tingzhu channeled his spiritual energy, "Their deaths are inextricably linked to the yellow sand."
Mouth full of sand?
Ning Shengsheng's eyes changed slightly. Could it be what she thought?
Soon we arrived at the altar.
The four hid in the attic next to them.
"Pray for rain in the deserted city, bury a snake to calm the spirits. May the heavens bless us and all things revive... Pray for rain in the deserted city, bury a snake to calm the spirits..."
On the dark altar.
The man wearing a silver snake mask held a staff and recited the sacrificial words over and over again.
Under the altar.
Several strong men with snake-like tails were dragging iron chains, which were used to tie up hundreds of civilians.
Drag the person to the deep pit in front of the altar and stop.
The pit is bottomless.
Even Ning Shengsheng couldn't see clearly in the attic.
"What are they going to do?"
"Use people for sacrifice." Xue Chen glanced at the masked man on the altar indifferently.
Use people for sacrifice?
"Come on, thank these people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the ancient city, and give them a good meal before they leave."
The person presiding over the sacrifice raised his hand to signal.
Two lines of people came from both sides carrying trays, and their lower bodies were all thick snake tails.
Ning Shengsheng held her breath, staring at the tray. She had expected it to be filled with delicious food, but it turned out to be—
Realgar wine!
The people tied up with iron chains were forced to drink realgar wine. Some of them choked to death and were thrown directly into a deep pit.
Qu Tingzhu couldn't bear it.
She couldn't bear to watch living people die, even though she knew that these "people" were now just souls.
Seeing Qu Tingzhu was about to jump down.
Ning Shengsheng pulled the person back and said, "Wait a minute."
She raised her chin and let Qu Tingzhu continue observing.
No matter how the people tied up with chains struggled and cried, it was useless as they were ruthlessly pushed into the deep pit.
The burly man with a snake-tail picked up a shovel and threw yellow sand into the pit, shovel by shovel.
The yellow sand gradually covered the people's legs.
waist.
Then the shoulders, neck, and mouth.
Hundreds of people desperately tried to survive, but they had no way out and could only watch themselves die.
"Junior Sister Ning, we can't wait any longer."
Qu Tingzhu couldn't bear to see this kind of scene. She practiced Taoism to help the world.
How can you just stand by and watch someone die?
Moreover, the scene before them was too realistic. Even if they were ghosts, they should not suffer again.
"stop!"
Qu Tingzhu jumped onto the platform, and a pink ribbon flew out from his sleeves, which flexibly wrapped around the masked man's neck.
"Hey, which kind person is this?"
The woman wearing the silver snake mask teased.
Ning Shengsheng, who was in the attic, saw the pink ribbon and turned to ask, "Master Liu, your weapon is not..."
Liu Yuehen was unwilling to admit it.
but,
That's true.
"So what? As long as the weapon is useful, that's fine." The same ribbon flew out from his sleeves.
Jump from the attic.
"Junior sister, I'm here to save you!"
"Senior Sister Qu's use of the ribbons is magnificent, but Liu Yuehen's is a bit hard to watch."
Ning Shengsheng grinned in disgust.
Xue Chen agreed with a smile. Knowing that she valued her friends, he picked up Ning Shengsheng and flew down.
She gave a soft cry and in a blink of an eye she was at the altar.
"What time is it, and you two are still so corny!" Liu Yuehen took back the pink ribbon with a face full of resentment.
"You can choose not to watch it."
Ning Shengsheng jumped down and lowered her head to adjust her skirt.
"Hey, you guys, is no one listening to me?" The man with the silver snake mask said, unable to bear it any longer.
"Sure, whatever you want to say, Miss Qinglin."
Ning Shengsheng looked at her with a smile.
A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes behind the mask, and he took off the mask gracefully.
Qinglin curled his lips and chuckled, "How do you know it was me?"
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