Chapter 1078 The Day of Sacrifice. (The Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

With the passage of time, the towering canopy slowly emerges from the night and finally becomes clear.

The night passed quickly.

early morning.

The sun is shining gently, and the ginkgo is brilliant, fluttering with the wind.

Among the yellow leaves flying all over the sky, a figure hurried in, walked quickly through the courtyard, and walked into the bedroom.

"Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as he turned around the screen, Pei Ling coughed violently. He immediately took off the mask on his face, and a little blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He staggered a few steps, leaned on the table and sat down, and there was a heart-piercing cough that almost coughed up all the internal organs, "cough cough cough cough cough..."

After a while, Pei Ling lay weakly on the table. The front, the table top, and the ground... were mottled with blood stains from his coughing up.

Pei Ling took a deep breath, and after regaining some strength, she quickly supported her body and walked to the bedside without taking off her dirty robe, so she lay down directly.

Almost the moment he lay down, drowsiness and exhaustion rushed in like a tidal wave, and he fell asleep instantly.

I don’t know when the palace lantern that was replaced was burning quietly, and the dancing candles gave off a vague brilliance, reflecting the dim yellow of the room.

After what seemed like a long time, there was a sudden, unhurried knock on the door outside the room.

"Bang bang bang."

Pei Ling woke up suddenly. He immediately picked up the mask in his hand, and would immediately put it on his face whenever there was an accident.

Staring at the screen blocking the door, Pei Ling asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"Master." A respectful voice came from outside the door, "Master wants you to go to the ancestral hall now."

Ancestral hall?

Sacrifice!

Pei Ling immediately realized something, and quickly replied: "Understood."

At this time, he felt that his body had recovered, so he turned over from the bed and sat up, put on his shoes, and walked to the cage not far away.

Soon, Pei Ling changed into a set of thick and clean robes, then stuffed the mask into his bosom, adjusted his clothes, and then pushed the door out.

The square-faced guard stood guard in the corridor, and when he saw the young master coming out, he immediately bowed and said, "Young master, please come down with me."

Pei Ling raised her head and looked at the sky. At this moment, the shadow of the sun was slanting to the west, and the last rays of the setting sun cast a bleak brilliance on the ginkgo trees in the courtyard.

Night is about to fall again.

He nodded and said, "Okay."

The guards were leading the way, and Pei Ling followed closely behind.

The two walked through the courtyards of many houses, and finally walked into a particularly solemn courtyard gate, and saw a vast courtyard.

The green bricks in the yard are neatly paved, and an ancient pine tree with a canopy covers most of the yard. The whole yard is filled with the unique bitter aroma of pine needles.

The cold wind blew past, and the pine waves burst, making it more quiet and desolate.

In the shade of pine branches, facing a tall building with double eaves and a hilltop, Zhuzhuzhuyulan, auspicious beasts guard the gate, under the eaves, a row of iron horses, swaying gently, swaying silently, is a common ancestral hall regulation.

At this time, the sky was already dark.

The guard stopped in front of the ancestral hall and said respectfully, "Master, this is the ancestral hall."

"Master is already waiting for you inside."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and said, "You step back."

The guard bowed and said, "Yes!"

Watching him leave, Pei Ling looked around, a gust of wind came, and amidst the sound of pines, he couldn't help coughing again: "Cough, cough, cough..."

After trying to adjust his breathing and temporarily stopped coughing, he continued to walk towards the ancestral hall.

The gate of the ancestral hall is now ajar.

"Squeak."

Pei Ling pushed it away with only light force.

Inside the ancestral hall, there are carved beams and painted buildings, colorful algae plate columns, surrounded by green twigs, and on the two side walls, scenes of clouds, clouds, moon, clouds and steps are painted.

On the first high table with golden silk nanmu openwork chi pattern, cocked head and cloud pattern, there is a pair of melon-style green gauze palace lanterns. Inside the lampshade, the candle is always burning, illuminating the lustrous bead curtain behind the case.

The bead curtain seemed to be extremely heavy, and even if the night wind took the opportunity to invade the ancestral hall, it would remain motionless.

Xiao Shou, the master of the Xiao family, "Yu" and the pink bride have all arrived.

Xiao Shou stood with his sleeves folded, with a solemn expression. He noticed Pei Ling's arrival, but he didn't look back.

Behind him, "Yu" and the pink bride stood on the left and right, and beside "Yu", there was a guard tied up in five flowers. His eyes were closed and his head was drooping, but he was in a coma and unconscious. .

And beside the skirt of the pink bride, there is a box.

In the incense burner not far away, a stick of incense was lit, and it had burned to the last length.

"boom!"

The door closed automatically without wind.

Only then did Xiao Shou turn his head, glanced at Pei Ling, and then said lightly, "The Immortal Faceless, with boundless magic power, protects my Xiao family, and the blessings are endless."

"Tonight is the time for me, Mrs. Xiao, to offer sacrifices to the Faceless Immortal."

"This is also the last sacrifice."

"After this sacrifice, my Xiao family's wish will be fulfilled immediately!"

Shaw's wish...

Hearing this, Pei Ling frowned. He already knew the general reason why the Xiao family offered sacrifices to the Faceless Immortal from the maidservant's memory, but he still didn't know anything about the specific wish of the Xiao family.

However, in the current situation, he can't ask directly.

After all, if the real Xiao Zheng is here, it is impossible not to know about this kind of problem.

When his thoughts turned, he glanced at the pink bride and "Yu", seeing that neither of them responded, he also chose to remain silent.

Xiao Shou continued: "For the next sacrifice, Meng'er will be the first, Xiang'e will be the second, and Zheng'er will be the third."

"Okay, come up with me."

"Worship the Faceless Immortal!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Shou lifted the corner of his robe and knelt down facing the bead curtain.

"Yu" didn't hesitate at all, and immediately landed on his knees, bowing to the person behind the bead curtain.

The same goes for The Pink Bride.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling followed carefully.

The four knelt down on the ground, and the entire ancestral hall soon fell into silence.

On the confession case, the beads of the bead curtain exude a soft and lustrous luster, reflecting each other with the palace lanterns, giving a sense of grotesqueness to the eye.

The stick of incense in the incense burner was burning quietly, and after a while, the last piece of incense ash fell.

Incense burns out.

At the same time, the entire ancestral hall suddenly darkened abruptly.

The sky light at dusk has completely ended, and the night has come!

The bead curtain above the confession case slowly opened, revealing a faceless statue of a god.

It seemed to be a commoner man, with straw shoes on his feet, sitting with his sleeves folded, his face was empty, and there was nothing.

As his figure was revealed, the ancestral hall was full of Yin Qi, and it was like falling into an ice cellar in an instant!

Pei Ling's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately looked up at the statue, but saw that this statue was exactly the same as the one he had met on Tianwai Island back then.

A strong palpitation seized his entire body in an instant.

An uncontrollable feeling of fright and palpitations hit like a tide, as if in the dark, some great horror and disaster is about to come!

This is the statue of "curse"!

Pei Ling was shocked.

At this time, Xiao Shou ordered in a deep voice: "Shangxiang!"

After speaking, he stood up from the ground, walked to a small table hidden behind Zhu Zhu, took the incense, turned around and went forward to burn incense on the statue.

The brown incense was inserted into the censer in front of the statue, and the blue smoke curled up. When it floated towards the statue, a line of small characters formed by the smoke clearly appeared in the void above the stick of incense: "Xiao Shou."

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