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The Qiuqiu people are an ugly race that is half human and half alien.

In the ancient times of human beings, they were described as “cursed and forbidden Eastern Tibetans”.

The Qiuqiu people in the existing materials cannot be said to be human beings.

They are short in stature and hairless. They are a very weird sub-human race.

According to the information of the special class.

The Qiuqiu people have lived in the area around the ancient city of Alauza in the hinterland of the Zongzhi Plateau in Eastern Tibet for generations.

According to the available information, the Qiuqiu people appear to be honest and harmless creatures on the outside, but in fact, their inner wisdom is not much different from that of humans, but they are evil in nature.

No one knows their origin and history.

But what is certain is that they are born with indescribable malice towards humans.

They often plan vicious plans that humans can’t even imagine.

In the 19th century, after a missionary from the United States came to Eastern Tibet and contacted the Qiuqiu people, he claimed that they were “the most disgusting, filthy and indecent species among all human beings.”

“They have lived in the mountains of the Zanzhi Plateau for countless centuries.”

“No matter what they do, they will never allow outside humans to enter their secret domain.”

“They are a weird race, but due to their remote location and self-indulgence, no government of any dynasty has done anything to them…”

“Until seventeen years ago, the Blood Cult incident exposed their vicious ambitions, and it also proved that the Qiuqiu people possessed some kind of terrifying ability to make human blood disappear.”

There is not much information about the Blood Cult.

And there is even less information about the Qiuqiu people.

Lin Que closed the document, crossed his hands and held his chin in thought for a long time.

“Boss, what are you thinking?”

Lin Que squeezed his chin: “I am very concerned about one thing.”

“what?”

“Are there any survivors of the Blood Cult incidents in the past?”

“Uh, it seems that there is no…”

“Then this time, why did it happen?”

Mao Fang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly he was shocked: “That Yang Zhi!!!”

“Well, judging from the diary, Yang Zhi is obviously not the same as the Blood Cult. According to the style of the Blood Cult before, his body should be found together with his mother.”

“Why did it disappear inexplicably…”

“This is not right.”

Mao Fang thought for a long time: “You said, could it be that Yang Zhi is also a member of the Blood Cult, and that diary is just a means for him to confuse the police? A cover-up?”

“…There is that possibility, but it’s not big.”

Yang Zhi.

A very ordinary male high school student.

His disappearance made Lin Que suspicious.

The cult that was active seventeen years ago – the Blood Cult, has completely disappeared.

Apart from knowing that the people behind the scenes were from Qiuqiu and had fled to Eastern Tibet, there were no other clues.

A lot of work has been spent on the special class in the past seventeen years, but no information or traces of it can be found.

It stands to reason that they should also quiet down and do things in a low-key manner.

Why is there a comeback after seventeen years?

Moreover, it appeared in Jianghai City again?

“What’s so special about Jianghai City?”

The more Lin Que thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Appearing again in a high-profile manner, and sacrificing many ordinary people every few days, has undoubtedly offended the senior management of the special class and added unnecessary enemies to himself.

And he left the totem without any concealment.

It will even attract the hatred from seventeen years ago.

What do they want to do?

Simply looking for trouble?

Do not!

Lin Que intuitively judged that the Blood Cult definitely had some kind of important purpose.

“Purpose……”

He was suddenly startled: “Mao Fang, do you know what was the blood sacrifice that killed hundreds of people seventeen years ago?”

Human beings’ sacrifices to gods are not free.

When human beings offer sacrifices, they absolutely have certain needs.

Whether it’s practical benefits or psychological comfort.

It can be regarded as a kind of gain from offering sacrifices to the gods.

And the Blood Cult led by the Qiuqiu people is even less likely to be for psychological comfort.

Lin Que looked straight into Mao Fang’s eyes.

Sure enough, he saw a little dodge in the fat man’s eyes.

“Um?”

Lin Que narrowed his eyes.

The strong mental coercion made the fat man panic. He quickly lowered his voice: “It’s not that we concealed it on purpose. It’s just that it happened seventeen years ago. It’s a bit embarrassing to say it.”

“What do you mean by shame?”

“It means to damage the image…”

The fat man hesitated and didn’t want to say anything.

But under the pressure of the great master, he had to say it if he didn’t say it.

The reason why the Blood Cult was able to grow rapidly seventeen years ago was inseparable from the high-level.

At that time, the leader of the Blood Cult fooled a certain important person who was suffering from an incurable disease.

It is said that a blood sacrifice will cure the disease.cure his incurable disease.

At that time, there were several capital predators who wanted to live forever. With the help of various forces, the joke-like Blood Cult was able to develop rapidly, and its momentum was astonishing.

“and after?”

“Later, an informant risked his life to spread the truth about the sacrifices of the Bleeding Cult, which alarmed the headquarters of the special department in Yanjing.

The truth behind this scene is indeed embarrassing.

Lin Que smiled coldly, and quickly asked, “The truth about the sacrifice?”

“Yes, the informant risked his life to spread the news that the purpose of that sacrifice was not about immortality at all, but… the birth of the Holy Son! The evil god descended!”

I found a woman with a special bloodline and a special fate.

Hypnotic prayers were performed on it in a special way, and it was conceived by bathing in blood in an infinitely dirty and dark place, and conceived in a special ceremony for 109 days.

Then enshrine everything about the mother’s body and give birth to a holy son.

Then use the Holy Son as a container to greet the coming of the god of the Blood Religion—as for what the god is and whether it will really come, no one really knows.

“Fortunately, the birth ceremony of the Holy Son failed.”

“Even if they make a comeback, it’s useless. It’s not a large-scale believer’s belief, it’s not a large-scale blood sacrifice to living people, and the seance ceremony can’t be started at all.”

“So, the higher ups don’t pay much attention to the Blood Cult…”

The Mao side swears that the ceremony failed.

But Lin Que was acutely aware of a… a coincidence that wasn’t a coincidence.

Speaking of which, Yang Zhi is seventeen years old, right?

It’s not that Yang Zhi himself has a problem.

It was the number “Seventeen” that made him sensitive.

“Maybe it’s because of my unreasonable association.”

“It’s just that if that assumption is true, then many things can make sense.”

This setting is outrageous and absurd.

Originally, he had already planned to abandon this idea.

But after thinking about it, this assumption in my intuition is very important.

Lin Que returned home and finished reading the materials of the special class.

After thinking about it, he still took out his mobile phone and made a call to Miss Chu who was supposed to be studying by herself last night.

The matter is of great importance.

He already had a sense of urgency.

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statement.

The Qiuqiu people are the lower race in the Cthulhu mythology, and have nothing to do with the original gods.

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