The Victory Festival

I'm definitely not being alarmist. Lao Bai's situation is really terrible. His butt is rotten. If he drags it on for a while, it might really hurt him.

We carry a lot of medicines with us, including some items that cannot be bought in ordinary pharmacies.

For example... anesthetics.

After an injection of anesthesia, Lao Bai calmed down a lot.

"That's good luck."

Brother Yaozi knelt down and stared for a long time, then suddenly said: "It can be seen from the wound that the thing that attacked you should have a very long horn on its head, and it is extremely sharp. If it hadn't hit your buttocks, it would have opened a hole in your body."

There are holes, and the teeth of this thing should be pretty good. The moment the long horn presses against you, it will open its mouth and bite off a piece of your flesh. If the position is a little lower, it’s hard to say whether you can save your balls. In short, it’s good.

Thank you for your butt..."

How is this comfort?

It's just as vicious as Lao Bai stabbing him twice in the chest!

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear a word of your words..."

Lao Bai lay on my lap, so embarrassed and angry, but after a while of anesthesia, he was able to speak. He almost gritted his teeth and said: "How come this bitch came up to me without any bias, little Weizi, you and brother

To be honest, what’s going on with my butt now?”

"Why do you still call me your brother? If you ask me, you might as well sell your life to Jingzhe. If it hadn't been for this, you would have been chopped up and sold by that fox-meizi in the ghost market, and now you won't be able to do it to Jingzhe."

I despise you, if it were me, I would bandage your damn wound..."

Brother Yaozi seems to be a very honest and dull person, but he is very good at speaking venomously. He said with a smile: "Do you know that you are really spitting shit now?"

"this……"

I really don’t know how to describe Lao Bai’s current situation. I glanced at the alcohol in my hand and hesitated before saying, “I’m cleaning your wound. Did you ever feed yourself with crickets when you were a child? Well, just take photos.

I poured a lot of water into the cricket nest on the ground, and then a few small bubbles appeared, and then there was no reaction..."

Lao Bai simply ignored us...

I shrugged and continued to treat the wound.

In fact, I am not a doctor. The only thing I can do is to help Lao Bai wash the wound, and wait until it is at least not so painful before my master comes. I even simply sewed up his wound, and finally wrapped it with gauze.

Japanese crotch cloth is similar.

Lao Bai's pants were useless. I tore the crotch to pieces. We brought simple medical supplies with us, as well as food and tools, but we didn't really bring any clothes. Lao Bai was not ashamed and took off his own clothes.

The vest was rolled up and stuffed into the crotch like a sanitary napkin. I patted it with great satisfaction and said it felt like a sense of security.

However, once the anesthesia wore off, he stopped laughing and walked like a male duck, shouting and croaking non-stop.

Taking advantage of this time, I also saw the appearance of my own hands. The skin and flesh on my fingers were really curled up, and bones could be seen in some places. I simply wrapped them all with gauze.

While staying here to rest, my master squatted on the water and kept watching. Soon after, he told us with an extremely confirmed tone that we had indeed entered the monster burial mound.

The answer lies in this small pool of water.

This small pool is not groundwater at all, but something called red water.

"All the rivers, lakes, seas, mountains and earth that are illuminated by the sun and moon contain Yin and Yang. This is the balance of heaven!"

My master said in a deep voice: "The way of heaven is to make up for the excess damage. Even if you go to extremes in some places, the number of days will eventually make up for it..."

For example, the willow tree is originally yin, but the yin pole generates yang, so the willow tree can restrain evil things. As the saying goes, the willow tree will beat ghosts. If you hit it three inches shorter, you will be a dwarf in the next life. This is the result of the balance of the numbers of heaven.

My master's words probably mean something similar to this. There are no absolutes in this world, and it doesn't matter even if your life is extreme. God will make you calm down.

Chishui is born in the land of great evil.

This place of great evil is not talking about a place with evil spirits, but a place where the evil spirits are so strong that it can be seen at a glance. This kind of place is covered in black air from a distance, with miasma inside and poisonous insects everywhere. At present, it is also

Only one or two places like this can occasionally be seen in the Shiwan Mountains in the southwest.

Because the evil spirit is too heavy and trapped in the earth, and the earth produces gold, in places with great evil spirits, it is often lucky to have the sword-edge mother energy, which is the so-called sword-edge gold. This kind of gold energy will be accumulated in the water, accumulating

The water pool is called Chishui, which can cut off evil spirits and balance the evil spirits.

However, this kind of golden energy is a bit too sharp after all, much more fierce than the fighting energy. Therefore, wherever there is Chishui, bones are everywhere beside the pool, and many small animals that come to drink water die here!

After hearing this, I understood a little bit: "Is it because the evil spirit in this place is too strong, that's why this kind of red water appears?"

"Although the evil spirit here is strong, there will be no red water!"

My master smiled and said: "Besides, the murderous aura in this red water has long since disappeared. Otherwise, if a few of us swam in it, there would still be lives. I guess it was your ancestor who was decorating the demon burial tomb.

This kind of red water was introduced at that time, just to suppress the corpses and demons here. Over the years, many demons may have been suppressed, so the golden energy in this red water has been completely dissolved."

After saying that, my master stood up, patted me on the shoulder, and said: "Now that you have come, let's make peace with it. Let's continue on the road, but you must be more careful along the way and don't be reckless again."

I heard something unusual in his words and immediately asked if something had happened.

My master sighed, with a hint of worry on his face, and told me that he knew how Xing Wei sacrificed me alive.

In the tomb where the old Zongzi sleeps, there are many strange symbols carved with blood, and there are obvious signs of damage on the top of the tomb, indicating that Xing Wei directly entered the tomb and was there

A living sacrifice was arranged there. Although I don't know why the old rice dumpling attacked him, some things are gradually becoming clear now.

This kind of living sacrifice is called the victory-wearing sacrifice.

My master said that this kind of sacrifice originated from the art of hating victory in the art of witchcraft.

Needless to say, the art of witchcraft is a very ancient witchcraft. It was most popular in the Western Han Dynasty. However, most of them were swindlers at that time, and they directly deceived the emperor. During the reign of Emperor Wu, the palace was in chaos, and the prince and queen

The heads of the party members were like cutting off leeks, one after another. In the end, the talented and scheming Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had to take turns to punish himself. It was really famous.

In fact, the real witchcraft is definitely not a scam. The most famous one is probably the art of hating victory. This kind of evil art is also called the art of nightmare. It probably uses curses to subdue certain people.

It's just a simple way to harm people.

And this victory-wearing sacrifice is one of the victory-weary techniques. This one is more difficult. If you just curse me with your words, I will die. That would be too outrageous. There is nothing like this in this world.

It is a sorcery, and there are prerequisites for the success of this victory-weary sacrifice, which is that my blood, skin, hair, sweat and even some excrement must be collected, and then added with the birth date, and finally put on the pigs, cows

, sheep, horses, dogs, chickens and other three kinds of animals, use the highest ancient ritual to sacrifice to the gods, launch sacrifices to ghosts and gods, and write condolences, which is extremely difficult...

Moreover, whether it is successful or not depends on whether the ghosts and gods are interested in the person being sacrificed alive. If they are, well, with the blood and hair used in the sacrifice, plus the birth date, etc., the ghosts and gods can directly find the person being sacrificed and prey on them.

Of!

To put it bluntly, the so-called Weisheng Sacrifice is that Xing Wei made a promise to the ghosts and gods here. I am also on the list of sacrifices, but he is not able to deal with me, so these ghosts and gods can only be found through these blood and birth dates.

I will feed myself, provided these ghosts and gods are interested in me!

Because this victory-wearing sacrifice involves too many things and prerequisites, few people would sacrifice themselves to others like this.

However, it is almost certain that you can sacrifice me alive in this place.

Xing Wei and I used to be inseparable friends, and we would often sleep under the same bed. It was no surprise that he could get my birth date, hair, etc., and this is the place where my ancestors suppressed the chaos of demons.

As long as there are two people alive, who can look at me as a descendant and not gnash their teeth? What's more, when I first came here, because I had a reaction with the Earth Spirit Beads in the tomb, I took all the Earth Spirit Beads with me.

He left, which created a real feud.

My master guessed that this feud has become serious. The Earth Spirit Pearl should be in the hands of a big bull in the Demon Burial Tomb. When that big bull makes a move, others can only look at it. The big head and small body thrust it in my face.

The scribbling thing is one of that big guy’s minions, who found me based on the things Xing Wei left behind when he was alive!

"It's different now. Now that you've entered the Demon Burial Tomb, I'm afraid that those who are still alive in this place already know about it. If you send it to their territory, they won't have so many opportunities, and they may attack you directly.

Ignore the evil thing that wants your life!"

My master sighed: "In other words, we can't avoid a lot of troubles!"

Hearing these things made my heart heavy. I didn't know whether I should worry about my own fate or hate Xing Wei for plotting against me.

While my master was talking to me, we had already packed up our things, turned away from the pool, and headed into the darkness. We had come this far anyway, and there was no reason to stop.

Along the way, we did see many strange bones in the dark.

Those of humans and more likely those of animals, but the bones were too huge.

Brother Yaozi said that all those monsters were buried here and were killed by Chishui Town.

This demon burial mound was built during the Five Huanhua Period, and it has been nearly two thousand years. In these two thousand years, the demons and ghosts buried here have basically been finished long ago...

This makes me very stressed.

In my impression, too many people were buried in this monster burial mound. It should be extremely huge inside, but in fact, after we left the water pool, we ended up walking not long after...

Ahead, a huge stone monument stands, where the road ends.

"This is gone?"

Lao Bai twitched the corner of his mouth: "My butt has become like this, and this is the result?"

No one responded to him.

My eyes have long been attracted to the front. What attracted me was not the stone monument, but a person who seemed to be sitting cross-legged under the stone monument.

I don’t know why, the moment I saw the corpse, the Earth Spirit Pearl in my belly trembled, my nose felt sore, and I felt an inexplicable urge to cry!!

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Chapter completed!