Chapter 132: Turtle Flying
As if controlled by something, the people hunched their arms, their eyes were empty and dull, they walked unsteadily, their bodies swaying as they headed towards the depths of the wheat field.
"Uncle Wang!"
"Fifth Aunt!"
"Uncle Wu!"
"Big Fatty! Ergou! Red Flower!"
Xiao Qirong walked up to a person and pulled his/her sleeve and called him/her, but no one paid attention to him/her, no one responded to him/her, and they continued to move forward like zombies.
He passed by one person after another.
The rice fields that were golden yellow during the day are now drooping and look wilted.
The ominous feeling in his heart grew louder and louder as his footsteps got closer. Qi Rong did not stop. He scanned everyone's faces, but there was no sign of Grandpa Qi.
“That’s…!”
The overlapping stone layers were like some kind of sacrificial altar, with strange rune spells emitting a dazzling scarlet light. The villagers were controlled to walk around the altar and reach out to touch the red. But just as they touched the red runes, thin lines suddenly stretched out from their bodies, just like a spider's web entangling its prey. They had hideous and painful expressions, and their vitality was drained by the altar until they turned into mummies.
"Everyone!"
Qi Rong tried to stop them, but to no avail.
He pulled those who were close to the altar, but he himself was repelled from the altar and knocked into the rice field.
"How could this happen? Why is this happening..."
Qi Rong didn't understand and didn't know what to do. He could only watch those people he regarded as relatives, friends, and partners walk towards the altar one after another to die.
[Fuck, you old bastard! ]
The sudden cry startled Qi Rong. He knew it was Miaomiao's voice, but he had never heard her so angry and suppressing her pain.
“Miaomiao…”
He suddenly looked up at the altar.
Climbing up the altar little by little by relying on the people around him, he saw that the talisman patterns on it were even more bizarre and mysterious. However, there was a person sitting in the middle of it, with a tree on his back.
"It's you!"
Qi Rong looked at Chen Cheng, feeling incredible and somewhat astonished, but he didn't understand: "Why...it was me and everyone in the village who saved your life, why on earth is this?!"
Chen Cheng sneered: "I know, so during my recuperation period, didn't I also help the villagers with farm work?"
[Don't listen to his nonsense. He's clearly using farm work as an excuse to search for a suitable place to set up a magic circle. I've seen through it. This bastard has had ulterior motives from the start. He's been a bastard for a thousand years, a tortoise for ten thousand years, and has been cuckolded for a billion years.]
Qi Rong: ...
He knew that laughing out loud was not appropriate in the current situation.
Seeing Qi Rong's twitching mouth, Chen Cheng mistakenly thought that he had no way to refute, and the arrogant smile on his face became even bigger. Different marks appeared on his fingertips and then he pointed. The scarlet light of the talisman became brighter, and the screams of the villagers became louder.
Strands of black and red silk thread emerged, finally wrapping around Chen Cheng's wrist. He lowered Bai Xiaoxiao from his back, bit his index finger, and wrote a spell on the trunk. Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly felt unusually hot, her nerves tense and irritable. She immediately recited the Calming Heart Sutra to suppress the surging power.
"Tsk, so stubborn."
Chen Cheng looked at the resisting saplings and couldn't help but sigh.
"What are you going to do? Let her go!"
When Qi Rong saw Chen Cheng starting to mess with Shu Miaomiao again, his eyes widened unconsciously and he immediately ran over to stop him. However, Chen Cheng lightly waved his robe, and Qi Rong's whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string and hit the edge of the altar hard.
【Old man, you are such an eyesore. 】
Bai Xiaoxiao shook the green leaves to gather spiritual energy and then suddenly burst out. The entangled black and red lines broke instantly, and Chen Cheng couldn't help but take two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"You really don't know what's good for you."
Chen Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Becoming a god! How many people, even immortals, dream of this, and yet you don't cherish it even though it's right in front of you. I originally planned to become a god with you, but now it's like this, don't blame me for being disloyal."
A wriggling black insect suddenly appeared in his hand. "This is a sapling specially prepared for you."
He flicked the insect on his fingertips onto Bai Xiaoxiao. Before she could even utter the word "alpaca", the insect drilled into her, causing her to feel itchy and painful.
Sure enough, people always refresh their bottom line infinitely.
At this moment, she missed the white rabbit body very much.
At least, it can scratch your itch.
“Miaomiao!”
The saplings were visibly wilting.
Qi Rong shouted worriedly and tried to run over but was bounced back.
"Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."
Chen Cheng restrained Bai Xiaoxiao and walked towards Qi Rong step by step.
Qi Rong kept backing away, but he had already reached the edge of the altar. If he continued to move, he would only fall down. The villagers who had been bleeding one after another raised their heads and stared at him with empty and strange eyes.
Chen Cheng knelt down on one knee, grabbed his head and forced him to look directly at him. "Although I can't directly obtain the half-formed Nascent Soul, I can gradually draw on your power. 'The red moon descends, the ghost tree appears, and all things are embraced for its own use.' The method of becoming a god that I have dreamed of for many years is finally before me. You! Your death is not in vain!"
His eyes were wild, and he was about to strike Qi Rong's forehead with strength gathered at his fingertips when he suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing towards him. Chen Cheng's face turned anxious and he quickly dodged, but the force of the attack did not slow down, but directly knocked Qi Rong out.
This collision actually knocked Qi Rong directly to the edge of the rice field.
[Hiss—so many turtles are flying around, it hurts so much.]
Bai Xiaoxiao lay flat on the ground like a tree, and at the same time attached a leaf to the back of Xiao Qirong's neck. She couldn't rub her head and could only grimace in pain with all her might. The big black bugs that were gnawing at her body had been removed by her, but perhaps because her spiritual energy was too much, she now felt wilted and felt like she would be a coffin for others.
"you!"
Chen Cheng really didn't expect that the tree spirit controlled by the insect would still have the ability to resist, and he was so angry that he laughed.
"Wait till I nail you to death, and see how you can still make trouble!"
Bai Xiaoxiao despised him,
The two-legged scabby dog just won't listen.
climb!
After being knocked out, Qi Rong was still thinking about running back, but suddenly he heard someone calling him. Grandpa Qi, who was still breathing, stretched out his hand tremblingly. Qi Rong hurried over and pulled Grandpa out from a pile of shriveled corpses, but his thin and gray face told him that Grandpa didn't have much time left.
"Qi... Rong..."
Grandpa Qi's hoarse voice was like a broken gong: "Go...quickly...don't...come back..."
"Grandpa, let's go together!"
Qi Rong was about to carry Grandpa Qi on his back but was pushed to the ground instead.
"Qi Rong...be obedient...go quickly..."
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