Museum of Demons

Special Operations Group file, number thirty-five.

Code·Festival.

Have you heard of sacrifices?

There is such a saying, don’t live next to a newly built temple.

It's not a temple, it's a temple dedicated to local gods.

There are gods in the temple, alone. After the temple is built, ten young lads will die in this village. They are all taken to the temple. What are they going to do? Of course it is to serve as a servant for the gods and carry the sedan chair.

This is a temple **** on the ground.

What about in the water?

"It’s good now. Twenty years, thirty years ago, when repairing bridges, when crossing the river, there must be sacrifices, for fear of bumping into Master Jiang, when you hit the bridge, you have to drill with a drill, and some At that time, the modern big drill could actually fall off. Isn't it strange, you think? And it can't pull it up."

"At this time, water ghosts must go down. Those who are good at water and are not afraid of death, get them up."

"What kind of engineering divers are you called now? Thinking about thirty years ago, they were called water ghosts at the time. They are all watery, and they can usually come up when they go down. Besides, they have thick hemp ropes on their waists that can be pulled up."

"General? What do you mean?"

"Hey, the general meaning is that there are two kinds of things. Look, at that time, the drill bit was so big, it burrowed into the ground, a dozen people couldn't pull it off, and it could fall off in the water. Isn’t it strange? Wouldn’t it? What could it be, I mean it might, what could it be, quietly unravel this..."

"Do you know? When fishing, you can encounter that kind of fierce fish, who specially bite off the bait on the hook."

"After a long time, people who come to fish are regarded as food gifts. Sometimes the drill bit is like a hook. It is just the fish that the hook draws. The drill bit draws the fish and I don't know what it is."

"Under normal circumstances, the things in the river are not fierce, and some glutinous rice and wine will pass, but sometimes, it’s really impossible. You can’t pull things up, and you can’t walk away, so you can only take the water ghosts. The thick hemp rope on the waist is cut. Generally speaking, the drill can be pulled up and the bridge can be repaired. This is called a sacrifice."

"There are also times when the rivers are big and messy, as if people are going to be photographed in the water."

"At that time, you have to sacrifice, glutinous rice, wine, and, more..."

"Hey, don’t you know, it’s actually a pity that those water ghosts with bad temperament are not the best choice when making sacrifices. The best choice is actually... hey, hey, hahaha... …"

………………

The sun just came out, and the sun fell on the water.

Zhang Tao, who changed his robes into ordinary clothes, and his brothers from the Tianshi Mansion in the Huai Shui generation took sightseeing boats and patrolled the Huai River, but the water was rare and peaceful, and there was nothing, so all this is a little bit. Boring and boring.

The reason why they had to come this time was the message on Master's cell phone.

Without orders, it is impossible to mobilize the forces belonging to the Heavenly Master Tao.

However, since it is a contemporary celestial master’s Taoist friends who mentioned possible hidden dangers, they still habitually send a few elite disciples over to conduct an early inspection. If there is a problem, they will go through the procedures of the celestial master again and mobilize the phase. Corresponding power to solve its internal hidden dangers.

But now, looking at a sunny day, the water is unhappy, and the gossip plate in his hand has not noticed the slightest problem. Obviously there is no evil, but Zhang Tao dare not neglect. He can stand out from his brothers and get the true story because of doing it. Be meticulous in business.

The old man sailing the boat chatted with another Taoist priest.

This boat is in a fishing village along the Huai River. The people there are simple and honest. They only rely on the Huai River to eat, usually fish and sometimes carry guests. The elderly are very interested in chatting with his seniors. After a long time, I didn't stop.

Zhang Tao is constantly surveying the water surface with the help of magic instruments.

Another Taoist priest couldn’t help laughing and said, “Junior, you can tell from the surface of the river that there is no evil at all. If you release the spell like this, is it possible that you intend to survey the entire Huai River water system? Where do you have that? How much mana?"

Zhang Tao just said: "The responsibility lies."

At the same time, he pointed his finger on the gossip plate, and once again cast a spell.

But this time when the spell fell, waves suddenly appeared on the surface of the river.

It seemed that the entire river surface was surging, and there was wind and waves on the flat ground. The expressions of the boatman who had been chatting with them before changed. He almost strode to the side of the boat, staring at the undulating river, and forcefully took out one from the boat. pocket.

The glutinous rice in it was raw. When the glutinous rice was sprinkled into the water, the waves on the surface of the water became a little calmer, but it quickly became more violent, as if irritated.

The old Chuanjia's complexion was pale, and this time he poured all the glutinous rice in.

He picked up the Erguotou of a turquoise bottle next to him, and poured it all into the river water.

Kneeling down on the ground and kowtowing: "Master Huaidu, Master Huaidu, your elders have a large number of them, and several generations are too young to beg for life on the rivers, and generations of generations have not violated your intentions!"

His face was pale, apparently scared to the extreme.

Zhang Tao stared at his sleep, he knew how to do it, and he felt that something was coming out.

A crack appeared in the middle of the river, and a sedan chair swayed out of it.

Under the blood-red blood-red sedan chair, there are seven pairs of sedan chairmen. They are wearing white clothes. Their faces are dusted with powder. They are as thick as white putty on the wall. There are large red rouge on the cheeks on both sides. When you look up, there is hair under the white putty. The swollen skin was blue with a weird smile on his face.

Zhang Tao clenched his palm: "It's a dead man, a water ghost..."

"Under the age of thirteen, virgin boys and girls, wearing this kind of clothes, were deliberately thrown into the water."

He backed off abruptly, the gossip card in his hand was spinning, and he wanted to make a talisman.

After hearing a low scream, I took up the spell, and felt my palms tremble, and I could hardly hold the gossip plate. I lowered my head and saw a blue-white hand firmly grasping the gossip plate in the other direction, making blue hair. On the swollen leather, two eyeballs raised strangely, staring at Zhang Tao, grinning.

Click, click, click.

The gossip plate splits directly.

……………………

Zhang Tao's brother started the symbol in time.

Zhu Xie Talisman directly hit the bearer who stretched out his hand. Accompanied by the sound of sneer, the bearer fell into the water. One of the Taoist priests ran to set off the boat, but no matter how he walked, no matter how he accelerated, he seemed to always escape. Don't take off, the sedan chair at the back follows without hurries.

Zhang Tao took the photo with his mobile phone and opened it to see that there was nothing in the photo.

He sent a message to the teacher, and then suddenly thought of the senior who reminded them to come here, the matter is urgent, he gritted his teeth, relying on the memory number, sent an application message to the senior.

………………

Dream.

A huge jet of water smashed down.

Wei Yuan didn’t know how many times he was beaten by that Huai Shui Shui Jun to break the body in his dream, and reunited with difficulty. After not knowing how many times he hung up, Wei Yuan’s anger rose, and finally couldn’t help but curse. .

The white-faced Wuzhi Qizhi laughed more wanton, and the Huai Shui veins in his hand struck again. Wei Yuan experienced all kinds of tragedies all night. Sometimes he didn't know if it was his dream or Unsupported dream.

Until early in the morning, the chain appeared again in Wuqi's dream body.

This night of torture finally ended.

Wei Yuan opened his eyes blankly.

I decided that I would never try to dream again. I had to rely on spells and meditation to maintain a state of dreamless sleep. After getting up early to wash, I saw that the opposite flower shop was still closed, and I could not see the goddess, Wei. With a sigh, Yuan turned on the phone and looked boredly at Tiannv's emoji.

Thinking of her calm and cold expression, she added emoji after chatting seriously. I just feel like I want to laugh. At this moment, the mobile phone prompts that there is a new message.

Wei Yuan saw the line on the application: "The disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion asks seniors for help!"

Wei Yuan looked slightly startled ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ passed the application.

Then there is an online call——

"Senior?! Take the liberty to bother, the disciples in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, as the senior said, in the Huai Shui investigation, found traces of Xie Ning, cough cough cough..."

Accompanied by the sound of water and painful coughing, the young disciple's voice intermittently:

"...I found seven pairs of virgins in ancient costumes..."

"It's a primitive blood sacrifice, a blood sacrifice to the God of Huai Shui, and the God of Huai Shui responded."

Vaguely still can hear the old voice crying in panic.

"It's dead, it's dead!"

"I hit Master Huaidu and went on a tour!"

PS: The second more today...

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