Chapter 470 Poisoning

This is a beautiful and sexy white woman who can be confirmed by just looking at her appearance.

This back view is so beautiful that everyone can tell at a glance that she is not among the invited guests.

Someone asked, "Who are you and why are you here?"

Ah Ju ignored other people's questions, took out something that looked like it was made of bone, put it to his mouth, and started playing.

This thing was so unpleasant that it sounded like a ghost howling in everyone's ears, adding a bit of horror to the scene.

The brave ones couldn't stand the atmosphere, so they walked over quickly, stretched out their hands to pull Ah Ju, and shouted, "Who told you to act like a ghost here?"

He opened his mouth to speak, but paused when he saw Ah Ju's face.

There is no other reason, it’s just that Ah Ju’s face fits the aesthetic standards of Westerners of this era very well.

This is a beautiful woman in her 30s, with delicate skin, big breasts, thin waist, long legs, and a beautiful face. She is full of charm and anyone who sees her will be stunned.

His tone, which was originally intended to scold her, softened instantly after he saw her appearance: "Beautiful lady, you look like someone who knows something. Can you tell me what's going on?"

Ah Ju glanced at him indifferently, then continued to blow that horrible whistle with his eyes lowered.

The candles on the ground were burning rapidly at an abnormal speed, and the face of this beautiful woman was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This scene was too bizarre, and someone screamed: "Witch, she is a witch, kill her quickly, she will kill all of us!"

The originally quiet scene suddenly became chaotic again.

At this moment, the candles burned out, Ah Ju stopped playing, and the room fell into darkness again.

Ah Ju began to speak, her voice was hoarse and old, and she began to sing: "Great Lord of the sky and the sea, I am your most loyal believer, Emily Helen. I will dedicate my most sincere and passionate soul and faith to you, the 66 humble lives present here, please..."

The temperature in the venue was getting lower and lower, and some people couldn't help but shiver. After hearing what Ah Ju said, some people started to curse: "Damn, this bitch is using us as a sacrifice to the devil!"

Someone cried out in a sobbing voice: "What should we do? Is the devil coming?"

Ah Ju finally stopped singing and said solemnly, "Shut up and do not slander the gods. They are the origin of all things, the benevolent and great ancient gods!"

Her voice was deep and powerful, successfully drowning out the voices of others.

The temperature in the room was getting lower and lower. The tense atmosphere in the darkness and the white mist cast by Xia Zhizhi made everyone present feel as if someone was choking them by the neck, making it increasingly difficult for them to breathe.

Some people even wanted to touch the guns, but found nothing. After all, they were attending a banquet and there were guards for security. Those who were originally armed with guns also put them down.

Before some people could no longer bear the pressure and were about to pass out, Xia Zhizhi finally sacrificed herself.

She seemed to appear suddenly, and also seemed to be slowly descending from the sky.

She has a pair of huge wings and countless tentacles on her body like an octopus. Her tentacles are covered with golden pupils. There is a soft golden light in her pupils, and she scans the people present in all directions.

Xia Zhizhi used her own mental power to directly convey her meaning to everyone.

The voice echoed in everyone's mind. There was no clear tone, but everyone understood what he meant.

"Who woke me up?"

The eyeballs of the clawed tentacles sticking out of Xia Zhizhi's body were emitting a soft glow, but his body was so dark that no light could penetrate it.

Of course, this is actually true. Ah Ju made a movable model using light-absorbing materials, and the thing that emits light is actually a light bulb.

Ah Ju looked very old, but he knelt on the ground very devoutly, resting his forehead on the back of his hands. "Great and kind Lord of the sky and the sea, I am your most loyal believer, Emily Helen."

The tentacles on Xia Zhizhi's body stopped twisting and swaying, and all eyes turned to look at Ah Ju.

Ah Ju continued to plead devoutly: "My great and loving God, these are the offerings I prepared for you. Please allow me to serve you."

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and almost fainted after screaming.

Xia Zhizhi used her spiritual power to help the man up while saying, "My child, I don't need these."

Ah Ju uttered a miserable sound that is difficult for humans to describe: "No, my merciful God, please, please give me the right to follow you."

As she spoke, Ah Ju took out a bunch of huge, unbelievable gems that were real. She spread them all over the ground and continued to beg, "I am willing to offer my wealth, my appearance, my body, my soul, everything I have. Please cast a compassionate look on me from the sky."

Ah Ju's voice was so sharp that it woke up those who had fainted.

Originally, they were supported by Xia Zhizhi's spiritual power, and they were staggering here and there, standing in a posture that was difficult for normal people to do. Others around them thought that they were chosen by the devil and would be eaten soon, so they stayed away from them.

Seeing that they woke up, Xia Zhizhi used her mental power to help them stand steadily, and then she withdrew her mental power.

Ah Ju continued to plead, "Please have mercy on your most loyal believer. All I want in my life is to follow in your footsteps!"

Xia Zhizhi stopped talking, and after a moment, she put a tentacle against Ah Ju's forehead.

Ah Ju's appearance quickly rejuvenated. Her dry hair became smooth, her wrinkled face became smooth, and her hunched body became fuller, as if time had turned back for her.

She even changed from being in her thirties to looking like a teenage girl.

Ah Ju touched his face, and asked in surprise and confusion: "Do you allow me to follow you?"

Xia Zhizhi didn't say anything, just looked at her, as if she was talking to her alone.

After a moment, Ah Ju looked as if he understood something: "I see. What about the sacrifices here?"

Xia Zhizhi remained silent.

Ah Ju said again: "I will obey your oracle."

As he spoke, Ah Ju grew wings and flew into the air. The crowd watching also cooperated by uttering incredible exclamations.

"Miracle, this is a miracle!"

Nothing could be more moving than seeing it with one's own eyes. Everyone shouted "miracle" and knelt on the ground like Xia Dumplings, beginning to worship Xia Zhizhi like Ah Ju had done before.

He muttered to himself, "Great and merciful God, Lord of the sky and the sea..."

Xia Zhizhi poisoned this gang, literally.

Those who were kneeling in front of them began to feel dazed. Everywhere they looked, there was a dazzling array of colors, floating around, like Alice in Wonderland, and then one by one they fainted without realizing it.

After they fell asleep, Ah Ju took out a seal he had carved himself, using the same ink used for pork quarantine. He then stamped everyone's chest with the seal, which would not be removed for at least ten days or half a month.