Paintings of Terror

Ke Xun stared at the figure of Mu Yiran running out, watching him rush to the tent far away, watching the giant figure stretch his arms from the top of the tent, and watching someone cry and be picked up by it. , Squeezed the eight hands together, and the screams of screams screamed from the fingers.

Finally, watching Mu Yiran rush into the tent, a rain of blood sprinkled from the hands of the giant shadow, and he poured it on the tent, and then the head was torn apart, entwined with long, chaotic hair from the top of the tent. Rolling down, sliding off to the ground with a bang, and then the arms, legs, and ribs with jagged fractures fell one by one. The giant image is like dismantling a clock, patiently dismantling the human body part by part. trunk.

Before dawn, the giant shadow dropped the broken body that had been torn apart in his hands. A hollowed-out skeleton hung a few pieces of floating and cracked skin on the top of the tent, and the giant shadow took it with him. A pair of **** internal organs returned to the thick black top of his head.

Ke Xun rushed to the tent first, opened the blood-stained tent, and saw Sha Liu vomiting to death at the corner of the tent, Geng Ma fainted on the felt blanket, Mu stared at the patterned surface of the tent roof. No expression.

"Have you found it?" Ke Xun asked him.

Mu Yiran turned his head to look at him: "We need to gather all the small tents."

No one had the mind to eat breakfast. After Qin Ci and Mu Yiran gathered Zhao Dan's stumps together and covered them with felt blankets, they all started together and moved all the small tents together.

However, the light during the day is very scattered, and looking up inside the tent at this moment, it is still full of fuzzy patterns.

"Need to wait until night," Mu Yiran said, "After dark, before the giant shadow comes down, we must put these tents together according to the pattern on the top."

"Combine?" Qin Ci keenly sensed the meaning of the words. "You mean, the patterns on the tops of these tents are divided into several parts from a complete pattern, and then painted on the tops of these tents? "

"I think it should be," Mu Yiran nodded slightly, "I observed our tent and the tent where Mrs. Geng was located last night, and found that they were both incomplete."

"It seems that the key lies in the patterns on the tops of these tents." Qin Ci thought. "I still don't understand. Why can Mirabilis resist the giant shadow?"

"This question may have an answer when I return from the Suotuo Temple." Mu Yiran was about to leave.

"Then what are we going to do now?" Dad Geng asked hurriedly, "The sacrifices must be unusable before, so how do we accomplish the task given by that person?"

Mu Yiran looked at the people: "What you have to do now is to collect the following things: first, wine. As far as I know, the residents of the Ganxiong area will make Qing Sha wine, wine, rice wine, and horse milk wine. On top, I can make a few things.

"Second, rice noodles and ghee. There are millet, rice, barley, wheat, and peas in the Ganxiong area. Get whatever you have.

"Third, spices. Camphor, sandalwood, rosin, and other kinds of spices can probably be found in the Ganxiong area, no matter how many, you need them.

"Fourth, the feathers of the bald eagle on the sky burial platform.

"Before dark, come back as soon as possible."

Everyone didn’t ask another question. In fact, at this moment, no one had the extra energy and effort to question anything. For a few days, everyone had hardly fallen asleep. At this moment, the only physical function left was "being obedient." The function still barely survives.

"I'm going to the Sky Burial Platform." Ke Xun said.

In the daytime, the most dangerous place is only the celestial burial platform.

Mu Yiran looked at him and said something rare: "Be careful." Despite the expression on his face, he still refused.

Ke Xun smiled at him and turned around.

It takes nearly a day to go to the celestial burial platform. Ke Xun has a quick footsteps, but it is not too early to return to the tent area after including the time to collect the bald eagle feathers. The others are already there, Wei Dong even slept.

The open space in front of the small tent was full of things collected by the people according to Mu Yiran's request. Geng Ma and Saliu used rice noodles to knead them and kneaded them into the shape of a cake.

"Dom?" Ke Xun asked.

"Probably so." Sha Liu replied in a low voice.

"Xiao Mu, now that everyone is here, can you tell us your thoughts?" Qin Ci looked at Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran was checking the things brought back by the people just now. At this moment, he just finished ordering. Hearing what Qin Ci said, he nodded, and everyone stopped their hands and looked at him together.

Mu Yiran glanced across the crowd, and his expression was somewhat meaningful: "The biggest difficulty we have always been is that we are unable to determine which branch of the Suo Tuo religion is depicted in this painting. Because of the Suo Tuo teaching and the various The branches of the gods are not the same, and we can't confirm which **** the eight-armed monster that appears every night belongs to.

"Different gods have different attributes of gods. If the attributes are not confirmed, we will not be able to respond accordingly.

"We know that at the very beginning of the creation of the Suo Tuo Sect, the naturalization integrated the doctrines and theological settings of multiple sects. After thousands of years of development and changes, several branch sects have been derived, and they have developed and grown independently. Doctrine and theology are not only separated from the teaching, but also closely related to the teaching.

"Among them, many branch sects have come to the top and prospered for a while, and their reputation and influence have even surpassed the momentum of this religion.

"So many people have forgotten the original doctrines of the original Suta teaching, one of which is not to kill."

Everyone was shocked by hearing.

Do not kill, the Suotuo teaching actually-do not kill!

So, then—what did you guys do? !

"However, even if it is the Suotuo Sect, there is still meat in the sacrifice," Mu Yiran said, pointing to the piece of things on the ground.

A few of them were left in the Suo Tuo Temple yesterday. After being processed by the practitioners in the temple, they were all taken back. "But in the orthodox Suo Tuo teachings, meat can be replaced by plants. For example. , Mirabilis, stands for dog meat, angelica, stands for horse meat, asparagus flower root, stands for elephant flesh, Tribulus terrestris, stands for peacock flesh, Polygonatum flower root, stands for human flesh."

Looking at the direction of Mu Yiran's fingers, Sha Liu's face was pale.

Qin Ci looked at Mu Yiran: "How does Xiaomu know which plant represents which kind of meat?"

"The patterns I saw on the top of our tent last night are these," Mu Yiran replied calmly. "The patterns are divided into inner and outer circles, one with plant patterns and the other with animal patterns. At the beginning, I combined I didn’t realize that the two circles of patterns corresponded one-to-one, I just thought it was some kind of modification to the main pattern, but when I continued to look down, I found that several patterns painted feces, urine, brain, etc. , I realized that these patterns seem to be what Sha Liu once said, Wuhuilu and Wugong Rou."

Speaking of this, Mu Yiran looked at Sha Liu: "There is nothing wrong with the **** sacrifices you have seen in the book. It's just that you probably forgot to tell us the name of the book. Mind you say it now. Huh?"

Sha Liu trembling lips, did not dare to look at the eyes of the people staring at her, and said in a low voice: "The title of the book...The title of the book is "Discourses on the Sacrifices of Qingjiao".

"Qingjiao?" Dad Geng was stunned.

"The Youth Sect is a branch of what we call Suotuo Sect," Mu Yiran said blankly. "After thousands of years of development, it has gradually separated from its own religion. This sect is more inclined to worship the evil gods. Many of the subordinate temples are dedicated to angry and fierce gods, and whether it is sacrificial rituals or witchcraft ceremonies in the church, they are all side evils, extremely cruel and bloody."

As soon as the voice fell, Geng's mother rushed to Sha Liu and slapped her face fiercely: "It's all you! You are the one who misled us! Let's get to those-those inhuman things! Yes! You killed us, you made us such a person, neither ghost nor ghost—"

Weidong and Dad Geng quickly pulled away the emotional Geng Ma, Sha Liu lowered his head, straightened the glasses that had been skewed by Geng Ma, and whispered: "But the sacrifices I said don’t do the same. Does the asylum work? At least Ma Zhenhua’s death can prove that those who did not prepare these sacrifices will die."

"If you prepare it, you will die too!" Geng's mother roared, "Zhou Bin was prepared enough?! Isn't it sacrificed!"

"But this doesn't also mean that this Black Corpse Heaven is indeed the fierce **** of the Qingjiao. This place we are in is the territory of the Qingjiao's faith." Sha Liu bit her lip to defend.

"So, we also survived last night without sacrifices, how can we explain it?" Qin Ci asked her.

Sha Liu couldn't answer.

Mu Yiran didn’t look at her anymore, and just continued: “That giant shadow is indeed the angry and fierce **** Heizietian mentioned in the Qingjiao. It does use the **** sacrifices mentioned by Sha Liu as an offering. Strengthen your own divine power. However, many people do not know, or have long forgotten, in the original teachings of the Suituo teaching, Hei Shitian is a one-piece two-faced god. It originally had eight hands and two faces. One. One face is born with anger, and the other face is born with kindness."

"Good-looking!" Ke Xun, who had not spoken, snapped his fingers. "Before I entered the painting, I vaguely saw a pair of benevolent eyes on the painting. Could it be the good-looking side of the black corpse?"

"In the doctrines of the Sata Sect, Hei Shi Tian has the godhead after the pagan demon converted to Sata Sect. On the side of anger, it still retains its ferocious and brutal nature of killing. On the side of goodness, it is the highest of Sata Sect. The gods are domesticated and become gods of the law and protect the believers.” Mu Yiran said, “According to the pattern on the top of the tent, it is speculated that the worships favored by the gods of anger and goodness have the same name, but the actual objects are different, the same is "Five tribute meat", the **** of anger needs real meat, and the **** of good aspects replaces it with plants. This is the sign that distinguishes the two."

"So..." Qin Ci was stunned, "We were able to escape the catastrophe last night by holding the purple jasmine. The purple jasmine is the worship of the **** of goodness, and it neutralizes the viciousness of the **** of anger to a certain extent. "

"So the reason why I was able to be alone and not dead the night before was probably not the power of my belief, but because I had purple jasmine in my arms?" Ke Xun said, "Well, pretending to fail."

Mu Yiran looked at him, pursed his lips and pressed what he just wanted to say, and looked at everyone again: "According to my inference, if the **** sacrifice can make Heizujitian's angry face stronger, then the corresponding Another kind of sacrifice based on plants should be able to grow from the benevolent side of Heizietian. In other words, we may be able to summon the benevolence Heizietian to transform the world in this painting into this one. Up to the original picture."

"The kind eyes on the original painting!" Ke Xun said.

"Yes," Mu Yi nodded, "This may be the only way for us to leave here."