Chapter 38 Uncle Master is so slow
The altar slammed shut, and everyone obviously didn't expect He Xi to leave so quickly.
Even these puppets were thrown into the altar.
The hideous puppet with flesh and blood roared wildly and rammed the altar, instinctively wanting to follow He Xi.
However, as the altar was activated, drops of blood rained down from the sky. The puppets without their masters seemed to be out of control. The puppets that smelled the scent of humans began to attack everyone frantically.
The faces of those villagers lost all color. In order to appease those creatures in the back mountain, they had set up an altar before. Of course, they knew what kind of miserable state the sacrificed people would become in the end, just like those two lunatics Fu Liuyun and He Xi! madman!
Everyone was filled with resentment towards He Xi, the instigator. If he had died in that sacrifice, how could the current situation have happened?
We are all from the same village, but I didn't expect him to be so cruel and want to kill everyone!
But looking at the puppets pouncing on their prey like hungry wolves, their faces turned blue and purple, and their lives were about to be lost, so how could they have time to think so much?
The villager with the scar on his face had a vicious expression on his face, and he mercilessly kicked Fu Linzhou, who was unable to move on the ground, towards the puppet.
Fu Linzhou immediately screamed in fear: "Fu Laojiu! What do you want to do?!"
Fu Laojiu is a blacksmith himself, with muscular body, and he can kick someone away with one kick.
In the end, the only response to Ying Linzhou was the crackling sound of the puppet gnawing on his neck and Fu Laojiu's angry voice.
"You little bastard, it's all your fault!"
Without He Xi's control, the attacks of these puppets were fierce but scattered. They were no longer targeted at any one person, but attacked everyone equally.
Yin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but the group of villagers were not having a good time.
When Village Chief Fu saw Fu Laojiu using other villagers around him as a shield, his voice trembled with anger: "That... that's your second uncle!"
Wangyou Villa is a village where clan members gather. Almost all of them have the surname Fu, and there are very few people with other surnames. It is very normal for them to be related.
Fu Laojiu stared at the face of Village Chief Fu Lao with his fierce eyes, which made him shudder.
He never thought that after being a highly respected village chief for so many years, he would one day be intimidated by the gaze of a junior.
"You old fool, how dare you say that He Xi was able to survive because you turned a blind eye? A person with an outsider surname is just like that bastard Fu Linzhou! If anyone is to blame for everything that happened today, it's because you were too nice."
A hint of pain flashed in the cloudy eyes of Village Chief Fu.
He didn't know that the little bit of compassion he had back then would lead to the current situation. Several people had been thrown out by Fu Laojiu before. He glanced at the juniors hiding behind him, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
Village chief Fu gritted his teeth and pushed Fu Xuan behind him, making his hunched figure look even more hunched.
Yin Zhiyi just glanced at the movements over there, but had no intention of going forward. The people who had just died were the ones who wanted to kidnap her before.
She always had a good memory and was always ready to take revenge.
However, the sticky feeling of the blood rain on my body became more and more severe, and the burning sensation on my skin began to surge in waves.
Before, she was in a soul state in the dream and she couldn't perceive it clearly, but now it is real.
She wiped the blood off her face.
His eyes flashed with a dark light as he looked at the people who were being attacked and pulled by the puppets.
Fu Laojiu wanted to throw the village chief Fu Lao directly onto the puppet. Blood rained down from the sky and he felt his eyeballs were stained with blood. Evil thoughts arose in his heart. As long as he was safe, everyone else could die! It was these people's fault!
But Fu Xuan rushed over and bit his hand hard, which was holding Village Chief Fu's hand, causing it to bleed.
“Ahhhhh—”
Fu Laojiu cursed angrily and reached out to slap her, but the next second, he was kicked over and hit the ground with his face.
Yin Zhiyi put one foot on his back and pressed down hard.
Wow, it’s so heavy.
If she hadn't kicked the man from behind, he might not have been knocked down.
She threw a talisman at the puppet's face.
A puppet without a master cannot exert its maximum strength, so just keep it under control.
Ji Ci narrowed his eyes and fell on Yin Zhiyi's face. He admitted that there was a deviation in his gaze before, but he had a hunch that this person was not someone who would meddle in other people's business. He clearly had no intention of saving anyone before, but suddenly took action. What did he want to do?
As for Bai Zhixing, after dealing with the last puppet, she originally planned to save people, but when she saw Yin Zhiyi had already taken action, her frown relaxed briefly. Although she disliked these villagers, human lives were at stake after all, and if she could save them, she would do so.
"This altar is already beginning to refine us. There's safety in numbers." Yin Zhiyi moved his foot away from Fu Laojiu.
Bai Zhixing only thought about it for a moment and understood what she meant.
If she guessed correctly, the more things that needed to be refined, the slower the altar would refine.
I don’t know whether the villagers heard the hidden meaning or not, but it doesn’t matter whether they heard it or not.
Yin Zhiyi felt a slight tingling pain at his fingertips.
Previously, in order to draw the talisman, she had cut a cut on her hand with a knife, and now she realized what was happening, the pain came instantly.
Ji Ci stared at the intricate red patterns on top of the altar, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
"Ahhhhh! Pattern! The pattern is glowing!" A villager said in horror, pointing at the pattern on the top.
This sound attracted everyone's attention.
The shape of the pattern on the top made Yin Zhiyi and Bai Zhixing stunned. It was another lotus.
But the difference was that this time the lotus emitted an astonishing red light.
"Fu Laojiu...he...he!"
A sticky blood mist rose from the body of the person who was lying on the ground. It was coming from the wound on his hand. If you look closely, you can still see red threads piercing the wound. The blood mist floated towards the lotus pattern at the top. The originally lively body was reduced to only a layer of soft skin in a few breaths.
There was a hint of surprise in Yin Zhiyi's eyes. So fast?
Previously in her dream, the refining process lasted for at least several weeks, and it was not possible to reach the second stage so quickly.
The one with the worst complexion at the moment is Bai Zhixing, as she has the most injuries on her body.
Ji Ci took out the talisman paper and stuck it on her wound, but the red line of the altar was like a spider web, penetrating every hole.
Blood mist began to float in the air, and soon two more mummies appeared among the villagers. It was like an immersive death, and everyone was shocked and frightened.
Seeing relatives and friends lose their lives in front of my eyes in an instant.
This kind of torture is even more unacceptable than the previous attack by the puppet.
"I don't want to die, help me! I don't want to die!"
One of them looked at the talisman paper that Ji Ci had pasted on Bai Zhixing, and like a madman, he went forward to grab it. However, he was entangled by the blood line as soon as he took a step.
Now, the other villagers who were originally ready to move no longer dared to move.
Yin Zhiyi also felt that his palms were getting hotter and hotter, and those blood lines seemed to have life, waiting for an opportunity to move.
But her expression was unlike others; instead, she was surprisingly calm.
Time is running out.
She was a little curious, would Yan Shiman come back?
Because of the stereotype before she traveled through the book, she always thought that Yan Shiman was essentially a simple and kind-hearted second male lead. However, everything that happened later clearly deviated from this character's setting, especially when she saw some of Yan Shiman's past in her dream. Although she felt a little distressed, she couldn't help but feel suspicious in her heart.
Yan Shiman’s childhood was not happy, it could even be said to be cruel. Can a person who grows up in such an environment really be kind by nature?
Maybe this person still wants to kill her.
This kind of target is too dangerous. You might lose your life before you even start the attack.
Thinking of this, Yin Zhiyi's heart sank.
Alas, the journey home is indeed bumpy.
Damn the human trafficking system!
"careful!"
Ji Ci's face was gloomy, and when the blood tried to secretly cover Bai Zhixing's wound, he simply stretched out his hand to block it.
But unexpectedly, when the blood line touched him, it did not penetrate his skin and flesh, but instead directly wrapped around his limbs.
He struggled hard and chopped down fiercely with the sword, but he didn't expect that the blood line was very resilient and could not be cut at all.
Bai Zhixing jumped to avoid the blood line attacking her, and also wanted to help Ji Ci.
"Ah Ci!"
In just a few breaths, all the blood rushed towards Ji Ci, quickly binding him into a cocoon shape.
Yin Zhiyi watched the pupa flying upwards, and his originally hesitant hands began to move.
She pulled out the hairpin from her head and held it against her palm.
The hero can't die.
Originally, she didn't want to use this method unless she had no other choice. After all, it was harmful to the body, and the original owner's fate was rather bad.
After using it, I'm afraid it will attract more dirt.
Zheng——
A cold sword light broke through the sky like a cold moon, mixed with a strong wind.
The blood mist was torn open by the wind.
A cold male voice said, "Broken."
It was just a simple word, but it ignited hope in the hearts of everyone present.
The person who came was tall and slender, with a long robe fluttering in the wind, and a handsome and cold face, like a banished immortal.
There were two people following behind him.
A clear voice like that of a young boy pierced through the silence: "Senior Sister——!!!"
The young man's smile was as bright as the morning sun, but when he saw the injuries on Bai Zhixing's body, his eyes instantly turned red, and he began to circle around Bai Zhixing like a puppy seeing its owner: "Senior sister, are you okay? How did you get hurt like this?"
Obviously, this person was the reinforcement that Bai Zhixing had mentioned earlier.
But she didn't expect that besides Zhu Qingshan, there were other people coming.
Bai Zhixing knew that his junior brother was always noisy, but he was still a little uncomfortable. When he saw Qi Wuchen, he looked a little nervous. Even though he was injured, he still said respectfully, "Uncle Master."
Qi Wuchen just nodded slightly.
He rescued Ji Ci who had been tied up like a silkworm cocoon.
Yin Zhiyi's gaze fell on Yan Shiman, who was following him leisurely, and for a moment, their eyes met.
As they faced each other from a distance, Yin Zhiyi was the first to raise his eyebrows.
He mouthed, "You're so slow."
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