Chapter 113 Hospitality

Wan'er looked helpless.

Kong Ning also frowned slightly.

He looked at the river beach in the distance, and was slightly silent.

Could it be... really can't be done by force?

But if you push hard, you really don't have much confidence...

But at this moment, there was a slight movement among the frantic crowd dancing under the moonlight.

A dozen tall figures wearing Nuo opera masks dragged something through the dancing and shouting crowd, and arrived at a position about 100 meters in front of the old locust tree.

Under the moonlight, the animal that they dragged in their hands let out a whimpering sound.

But they were eight strong black-haired adult pigs covered in fat.

The old woman under the locust tree looked at the sky and said, "It's almost time, let's start."

So those butchers wearing Nuo opera masks dragged eight pigs to the locust tree, pulled out a sharp butcher's knife, and stabbed them neatly into the necks of the pigs.

Blood gushed under the old locust tree and flowed all over the ground, but was continuously absorbed by the ground.

After the eight adult pigs were slaughtered, there was not even a drop of blood on the ground, and it was all absorbed by the roots of the old locust tree underground.

Afterwards, these strong butchers dragged away the pig's carcass, and dragged in eight sheep and eight cows, and sprinkled the blood of the three animals under the locust tree one after another.

The sound of drums on the river beach became more and more passionate.

Under the night sky, the old locust tree with its branches swaying, the buds on the branches began to sprout and grow visible to the naked eye.

In the end, the cold moonlight fell on the old locust tree, and the originally bare old locust tree became lush and green.

The old woman standing under the old locust tree looked at all this with satisfaction, said.

"Twenty years of patience, I am the one who won in the end..."

As she spoke, the old woman looked at the little girl beside her.

The stiff seven-year-old girl stared at it in horror, her face pale.

The old woman smiled and stretched out her hand, stroking the girl's head, and said: "Little girl, you are innate, you should give it to grandma and be a seedbed for grandma's new life."

"Grandma will thank you forever."

Under the moonlight, under the old locust tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, twisted roots broke through the soil and drilled out.

Those snake-like roots were all blood-red in color, as if they were alive, they directly wrapped the whole body of the little girl sitting on the chair who couldn't move, and entangled them quickly.

Soon, there was only a huge tree cocoon left in place.

The old woman put her old hand on the tree cocoon and exhaled deeply.

Said: "Finally... Finally, I can have a living body."

A smile appeared on the old woman's face.

But at this moment, a discordant hoarse voice came from the dancing crowd, interrupting the old lady's actions.

"The sky is dry and the things are dry...be careful with the candles..."

Immediately afterwards, more drums sounded.

A stooped, white-haired old man walked through and out of the frantically dancing crowd, beating on a broken drum.

It was clear that the crowd roared loudly and the drums sounded like thunder, but the hoarse old man's voice spread clearly.

The old lady under the locust tree looked at it in surprise and asked, "What happened?"

The hunchbacked, frowning old man coughed, and said slowly and weakly: "The sky is dry and the things are dry... Be careful with the candles..."

The old woman looked surprised: "The bluestone is here? Where is it? Why can't I feel it?"

So the old man stretched out his bony and skinny fingers and pointed to the Wangjiang River not far away.

However, under the dark night, the silently surging Wangjiang River flows out of the mountains, but there is nothing on the river.

The river was empty and deserted, not even a water bird, let alone Kong Ning.

The old woman frowned and said, "Are you sure it's Qingshi?"

This old ghost has wandered around Shanlan County for decades, and it is very familiar with the breath of every living and dead thing in the city, so it stands to reason that it is impossible to make mistakes.

It's just that what the old ghost said now...

"In that direction, tens of thousands of breaths are coming here?"

The old woman under the locust tree looked towards the distant mountains again, frowning.

"Tens of thousands of breaths? What do you mean?"

"How could there be tens of thousands of breaths?"

The old woman looked puzzled.

And on the dark Wangjiang River, as if to answer her confusion, some pale lights appeared in the darkness.

Looking from a distance, one can see a few strange lanterns floating in the air, emitting pale light in the darkness.

And between these several lanterns, a tall figure appeared.

He stepped on the surface of the water and flowed down the river.

On his shoulders, he carried a giant sword more than two meters long.

The few lanterns floating beside him reflected his face flickeringly bright and dark, it was Kong Ning's face impressively.

Looking at the old locust tree on the river beach ahead, Kong Ning sneered slightly.

Now that his whereabouts are exposed, he will no longer hide.

In the dark night behind him, one after another white lanterns appeared silently.

Looking from a distance, behind the man who was riding the waves and going down the river, in the originally pitch-black darkness, eyes seemed to have opened one by one.

One after another white lanterns kept appearing behind him.

In the end, the dense white lanterns almost filled the entire night sky behind the man. The pale and eerie lights completely illuminated the river beach.

The man who came riding the waves, bathed in the cold moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, seemed to have opened tens of thousands of strange eyes behind him.

Just like the evil god in a horror story crawling out of the dark abyss, it is evil and infiltrating.

The old woman clutching an old book had a surprised face.

I understand what the old ghost said.

"You have controlled tens of thousands of ghosts?!" On the river beach, the old woman's surprised voice sounded: "How did you do it? Can you take away the ghosts of the City God?"

Kong Ning smiled coldly, and said: "Want to know? Ask the city god ghost yourself."

On the river beach in front, the old locust tree fluttered in the moonlight, and there were countless frantic figures dancing around, and a group of demons danced like terror.

Strands of flesh and blood energy were continuously drawn from those dancing figures and flew towards the old locust tree.

However, the few monsters hiding in the dark never showed up.

The only thing that appeared was the hunched and wrinkled beater.

Kong Ning stood in the middle of the river, and said slowly: "I guessed before, whether the watchman in the city is a monster."

"After all, every time I go out at night, wherever I go, I can hear more drums. It's such a coincidence."

"I never thought that my wild thinking back then was actually right... Heh..."

Standing alone under the cold moonlight on August 15th, facing the weird crowd on the river beach, the evil ghosts, and the mysterious old locust tree, Kong Ning's expression was normal.

Don't be afraid.

Tens of thousands of lanterns behind him flickered under the night sky at the same time, illuminating the dark river surface as bright as day.

Standing hundreds of feet away, looking at the old woman under the locust tree from a distance, Kong Ning said.

"I'm here, don't you call out your subordinates to entertain me?"

Seeing this scene, the old woman laughed.

Said: "Unexpectedly, Ning'er, you really came to your door to die... Hehe... I am so happy to see you, my mother."