Chapter 694 Blood Bridge

When Yu Dahe heard this, his eyes were about to burst, and he said in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"

Master She smiled sadly, "You can't save these two children. Their souls have been dedicated to the Lord of God!"

Mo Hua understood and pretended not to understand, with a puzzled look on his face, "What is the Lord of God?"

Master She was slightly annoyed and cursed secretly in his heart.

Ignorant child, you dare to blaspheme the Lord of God with your ignorant words. You will definitely face divine punishment from now on, and you will not be able to live or die!

But he still suppressed his anger, his voice was indifferent, and his expression was respectful:

"The Lord God is the Lord of thousands of gods, the supreme Lord who rules over all life!"

Mo Hua understood in his heart that this Master She was also a dabbler.

He had no idea what the God Lord, the Lord of the Wilderness, was, and only regarded him as a lofty god for him to believe in.

Mo Hua looked disdainful, "Old man, what are you talking about? Where is the Lord of Gods and the Supreme Lord?"

"Talent is the leader of all spirits. Where are the gods in the world? Why haven't I seen them?"

Master She looked at the ink painting with contempt and sneered:

"People with naked eyes cannot see the reality of the world and cannot understand the majesty of the divine way."

Mo Hua snorted, "It's just a mystery."

Master She didn't bother to argue with such a slutty kid, but he just stared at the ink painting, with a hint of agility and doubt in his crazy eyes.

He had felt strange before.

Who is this kid?

If the prediction is correct, the group of people in front of them should be Daotingsi's eagle dogs.

As for Dao Tingsi's lackeys, what smell did they smell that allowed them to break through the many obstacles, set up an ambush, and capture his group...

Master She still can’t understand.

But the matter has come to this, and there is no point in worrying about it now.

The top priority is to escape.

Master She looked at the monks in front of him.

What surprised him the most was the boy in front of him.

Why is there among the monks of Daotingsi such a low-blooded brat whose cultivation level is only in the early stage of foundation building?

This is very strange.

And from the looks of it, this kid is white, tender, and domineering. He obviously looks pampered and has never suffered.

The other Daotingsi monks were also quite tolerant of him.

Could it be that he is a child of some great family who entered the Dao Tingsi in advance to gain meritorious service in order to "gild" himself and pave a bright future for the future?

The more Master She thought about it, the more it seemed like it, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Really looking for death!

He has managed to end up in this hell on earth just because of his meritorious deeds.

I'm afraid I don't know, but there are several ways to write the word "death"...

Master She looked at the ink painting silently, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes.

Mo Hua's consciousness moved slightly, and he noticed Master She's cold hatred. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but his face remained calm, still looking arrogant and domineering.

On the other side, after hearing that the two children were hopeless, Yu Dahe turned pale, and his hands holding the two children could not stop trembling.

When Gu An saw this, he kicked Master She, drew a knife and put it on his neck, saying coldly:

"Old man, tell me! What should we do to save these two children?"

Master She suddenly burst into disgusting laughter, but said nothing.

Mo Hua was a little angry when he saw his yin and yang look, so he threatened fiercely:

"Old bastard, if you don't tell me, I will burn all your hair and peel off your skin and make you a naked 'beggar chicken'."

Master She said sadly: "Little devil, listen to my advice. You are young, so don't be too angry."

Without saying a word, Mo Hua condensed a fireball and was about to burn Master She She's hair. A hand of fire came on the scene to set the chicken on fire.

Master She's eyes were full of disbelief, and his voice became shrill:

"stop--"

What kind of upbringing does this kid have? How do you do this?

Mo Hua held the blazing fireball in his little hand, placed it beside his hair, and asked:

"Say or not?"

Master She was furious, but he immediately calmed down and said calmly:

"I can say it, but you may not believe it."

Mo Hua said: "You speak first."

Master She glanced at Mo Hua with hatred, and then said helplessly:

"It's easy to say..."

"Lord River God, we need sacrifices."

"I have sacrificed the souls of these two little beasts...the two children to the River God."

"Although these two children are sacrifices, the sacrifices do not have to be these two children."

"As long as you choose two living people, use them as sacrifices again, and deliver them to the 'altar' in person, in exchange for the souls of these two children, they will naturally come back to life..."

Mo Hua's heart moved.

Delivered to...the altar?

altar!

It's not the unbuilt altar in the Bishan Demon Palace, but the altar that has already been built and has even been in operation for hundreds of years!

Mo Hua's heart trembled, but on the surface he remained calm and questioned:

"Old bastard, you lied to me!"

"I believe you for the time being. There are gods in this world. But you said it was the God Lord before, and now you say it is the River God. It's so confusing. Who is the master of your old dog?"

Master She was so angry that he wanted to cut the ink painting into pieces with a thousand knives, but he still endured it and said indifferently:

"Lord River God is the incarnation of my god."

"Lord River God is also equivalent to the presence of the God Lord in person."

The ink painting was instantly clear, and combined with some theological knowledge and the experience of the fishing village, I roughly understood it in my heart.

The river god is the river god, and the Great Desolate Evil God is the Great Desolate Evil God. The two are completely different.

However, the Great Desolate Evil God polluted the former river god.

Therefore, the current river god has become the incarnation of the Great Desolate Evil God.

Of course, the specific pollution process must be more complicated.

I am just making a simple inference now.

As for how the Great Desolate Evil God pollutes, how it parasitizes, and how it degenerates a god, these should be the scope of "evil god studies", and I am still unclear at present.

"It's still wrong!" Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "When you sacrificed, you sacrificed in the alchemy room. Why do we have to go to that bird altar when we change the sacrifice?"

Master She wanted to kill Mo Hua.

Where did this little brat come from so many stubborn questions? !

However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Master She still patiently said:

"Because the sacrifice is simple, but changing the sacrifice must be approved by the river god."

"What if it doesn't agree?" Mo Hua asked.

Master She sneered, "Then I have no choice. This is the only way to save these two children."

Mo Hua frowned, and then quietly suppressed the excitement in his heart, pretending to be calm and asked:

"Where is the altar you mentioned?"

Master She showed a very faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

This little fool finally took the bait.

"In the back village." Master She said.

"Back village?" Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

Master She's eyes were gloomy: "In the back village of the fishing village, there is a Taoist temple dedicated to the river god."

"Really?" Mo Hua confirmed again.

Master She sneered and said nothing.

Gu An whispered: "Young Master, this evil pill master is cunning, I'm afraid he is cheating."

Mo Hua also frowned and thought.

Master She sneered when he saw this, "The back village is very dangerous, and not a place that ordinary cultivators can go. If you don't have some courage and can only rely on your family, I advise you not to take risks."

Mo Hua was indeed "provoked", "Old bastard, do you look down on me? I'm going to try my luck today!"

"What river god, what divine pig, it's all bullshit!"

"I want to see, in this second-grade state, there are more than a dozen battle-hardened foundation-building cultivators following, what does the back village have, can it do anything to me?"

Mo Hua looked arrogant.

Master She's eyes sank slightly.

After all, he is a young boy, and he can't keep his temper.

More than a dozen foundation-building cultivators?

What are more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators? They are not even appetizers.

Foolish and ignorant people don't know the real horror of this world.

He fell into my trap without knowing it.

Master She was secretly proud of himself.

Gu An and Gu Quan, who were standing by, knew Mo Hua's character, and their expressions were somewhat subtle. They looked at Master She with a hint of sympathy.

Mo Hua arrogantly ordered: "Old bastard, take me to the back village."

Gu An and Gu Quan remained silent, but other Gu family monks whispered: "Young Master, please think twice. The words of this thief may not be credible."

They didn't want Mo Hua to take risks.

Mo Hua also showed a hint of hesitation.

Master She was a little anxious, but still pretended to be calm and sneered:

"It's up to you to save them or not, but don't blame me for not telling you that time is running out..."

"If we wait until Lord River God starts to enjoy the sacrifice and eats the souls of these two children..."

Master She's eyes were cruel, "In less than four or five days, you will see the bodies of these two children rot little by little..."

Yu Dahe's face was pale.

Mo Hua's eyes showed a hint of coldness.

Gu An and the others sighed slightly, knowing that they had to go this time, so they drew their swords and put them on Master She's neck, "Lead the way."

Master She said silently, "I have conditions."

Mo Hua was unhappy, "Do you still want to negotiate conditions?"

Master She sneered, "Who would be willing to do things without conditions?"

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it was right, so he asked, "What conditions?"

Master She grinned, "What other conditions can there be? Of course, spare my life after the matter is done."

Mo Hua said without thinking, "I agree!"

Master She nodded, "Then it's a deal."

Mo Hua looked at him suspiciously, "Aren't you afraid that after the matter is done, I will suddenly change my mind and kill you?"

Master She said calmly, "It doesn't matter, I dare to negotiate conditions, so I don't worry about you changing your mind."

Mo Hua frowned.

This old bastard should have a backup plan.

He looked back at the two unconscious children lying in Yu Dahe's arms and sighed slightly.

I hope what this old bastard said is true.

These two children can really be saved...

And the back village of this fishing village hides many secrets, and I have to go there no matter what.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, and then ordered:

"Everyone get ready, we will set off later."

Gu An and Gu Quan were a little surprised.

What is there to prepare?

Then they saw Mo Hua alone, running outside the big fishing house, avoiding everyone, and constantly turning the ground around.

Gu An and Gu Quan looked strange, so they walked forward and whispered:

"Young Master, what are you looking for?"

Mo Hua looked in the direction of Master She, and then raised the stone slab in his hand to Gu An and the others, and whispered:

"Help me find a similar stone slab, or a stone with a formation pattern on it, any formation pattern will do..."

"Also, help me see if there are any traces of sword energy around..."

Gu An and Gu Quan didn't understand.

"I'm of great use." Mo Hua said.

Gu An and Gu Quan nodded and did as Mo Hua said.

Mo Hua also squatted on the ground, like a little squirrel digging the ground, concentrating on looking for formations and sword energy everywhere.

He estimated in his heart that Master She, an old bastard, must have evil intentions, and there was also great danger in the back village.

So even if you are just trying to figure it out temporarily, you still need to look for more Shinto formation patterns or traces of divine thoughts turning into swords. Maybe they will come in handy when the time comes.

A few people rummaged around and found something.

Mo Hua obtained three more Shinto formation patterns.

There are also two traces of sword energy, but these marks have almost dissipated over the years, and they did not inspire his method of "turning spiritual thoughts into swords".

The ink painting is a bit regretful.

It seems that we can only go to Houcun to have another look.

Mo Hua wrote down these new Shinto formation patterns and then prepared to set off.

First, the personnel must be arranged.

There were nine people in the black-clothed group, two died, and seven were left.

Among these seven people, Mo Hua selected two men in black in the middle stage of foundation building as "sacrifice" to replace Yu Dahe's two sons.

Master She will lead the way.

There are still four people left, including the Dragon Crossing the River and the man in black in the first seat. Some people should be left to watch.

Their Qihai was destroyed, and they couldn't create much trouble.

However, for insurance purposes, Mo Hua still left six people behind.

The remaining four Gu family monks went to Houcun with Mo Hua.

Because it was "exchanging" sacrifices, the two unconscious children had to be brought with them, so Yu Dahe also followed.

Mo Hua told Yu Dahe: "You don't have to worry about anything, just protect your two sons."

Yu Dahe was grateful in his heart.

He did not expect that this young master, whom he had only met by chance, would work so hard to save his two children.

"Don't worry, young master, I will listen to you." Yu Dahe said solemnly.

Mo Hua nodded.

After the manpower arrangements were made, the group set off.

Gu Quan was guarding Master She, Gu An was guarding the ink painting, the tall Yu Dahe was holding two children, and the other four Gu family monks were guarding two traffickers in black who were used as "sacrifice", and they embarked on the journey to the back. village road.

Along the way, the sky was gloomy and there were dilapidated fishing houses everywhere, exuding silence and depression.

After walking like this for a while, the surrounding area gradually became desolate. There was no fishing house, and there was only a stone arch bridge in front of us.

The style of the arch bridge is simple and old.

Across the arch bridge, there was a thicker blood mist on the opposite side.

Master She said to Mo Hua: "I have to lift the lockdown before I can cross the bridge."

Mo Hua thought of the pattern drawn by Dragon Crossing the River at the mouth of the well, and nodded, "Okay."

Gu An unlocked the spirit-binding lock on Master She's hand.

Master She moved his wrist, walked to the bridge, touched his waist, and found it was empty. Then he remembered that his storage bag had been confiscated, and said:

"I want human blood."

Master She's storage bag was in Gu An's hands. Because it was full of medicinal materials and prescriptions for evil elixirs, it was out of Mo Hua's hands.

Gu An rummaged through Master She's storage bag, took out a white bottle, and threw it to Master She.

Master She took it, dipped his finger in blood, and began to draw the pattern of unsealing on the stone bricks in front of the bridge.

Mo Hua poked his head and looked aside.

Master She was halfway through the painting when he looked up and saw that the ink painting looked attentive and serious, and said with a strange air:

"What? The young master also knows the formation?"

Mo Hua snorted, "That's natural. Among my fellow disciples, if my formation is second, no one dares to call it first."

Master She did not shy away from ink paintings, but was generous and showed the formation patterns he drew to ink paintings and said with a smile:

"Then young master, do you know what kind of formation this is?"

Mo Hua looked at it for a moment and hesitated:

"What other formation can it be? It's... the Five Elements, Bagua... the formation used to unblock it."

Master She knew from this that this young master was a loser.

He pretends to understand even though he doesn’t understand, and he also likes to talk nonsense.

Master She smiled in his heart, and from then on he drew the complete formation without any scruples.

He was drawing on this side, and silently remembering the other side of the ink painting in his mind.

After he finished the painting, Mo Hua added appropriately:

"I think it's some advanced formation, but it's nothing more than that. To be honest, I've also learned this formation, but it's not as good as the formation passed down from my family. I don't care about learning it..."

Master She cursed secretly:

You brat, you don’t know what it means, you have a big tone, you have a shallow eye, you have no idea what a brilliant formation this is...

Master She snorted coldly.

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Master She, his thoughts slightly moved.

He could see that this Master She was not only an evil alchemy master, but also an evil formation master!

When he was drawing the formation patterns just now, his strokes seemed to be spirited. He was much more skillful than the dragon crossing the river. He was obviously proficient in this art and had painted many formations.

Mo Hua could tell at a glance that his formation master's foundation was not shallow.

"Okay, this old bastard is hiding quite well..."

Mo Hua remained calm and muttered silently in his heart.

However, thanks to this, I have memorized a more complete unblocking formation pattern.

This master of luxury is quite useful.

Master She dipped in human blood and painted the formation patterns. The formations became like blood, melting into one piece and seeping into the bridge deck.

Then Master Houshe stood up and said: "The door to Houcun is open."

Everyone frowned.

They didn't notice anything different.

There are only ink paintings, and the eyes are slightly focused.

He could clearly see that a faint light curtain on the bridge surface had a crack in the middle, forming an entrance.

The entrance trembled slightly, like an evil eye.

The entire stone bridge had also turned into a blood bridge.

However, Gu An and others could not see it.

Gu An glanced at Mo Hua, and Mo Hua nodded, "Let's go."

Gu An then put the chain on Master She's hand again, and then led him to the arch bridge first.

Others followed closely behind.

In this way, a group of people stepped on the white stone bricks, walked across the blood-colored arch bridge, and walked into the forbidden back village.

As soon as they entered the back village, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Mo Hua could see that the blood mist in the air was so thick that it could almost drip blood.

Even Gu An and others felt that the atmosphere here was extremely depressing, their consciousness was slightly drowsy, and there seemed to be a layer of shadow in front of their eyes.

The mud under their feet was fishy and soft like human flesh and blood.

Yu Dahe's eyes were filled with shock, and he whispered in a low voice: "This is indeed... that fishing village..."

Gu Quan was startled and couldn't help asking: "Which fishing village?"

Yu Dahe's voice trembled, "It's... the fishing village that some old fishermen nearby said offended the river god, was punished by the gods, and was completely destroyed..."

Everyone's expression was a little solemn.

In their cognition, they were just here to catch these human traffickers and rescue the two children.

But the current situation is getting more and more strange.

Gu An's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Master She, "The people in this fishing village were not also slaughtered by you human traffickers, right?"

"How is it possible?" Master She sneered, "That happened hundreds of years ago, what does it have to do with me?"

But his smile was a little forced, hiding a hint of elusive meaning.

Mo Hua also showed an intriguing look.

This Master She probably has a lot of secrets...

Then Master She continued to lead the way.

Everyone continued to walk forward on the bloody ground, but as they walked, Mo Hua suddenly looked up and looked into the depths of the fishing village.

At the same time, a desire arose in his heart.

It was as if something was "seducing" him in the depths of the fishing village.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

Desire?

What exactly am I longing for?

Mo Hua thought for a moment, but didn't figure it out, so he moved his mind slightly and made a calculation.

The cause and effect in his heart were up and down, hazy, and a vague impression emerged.

Mo Hua was not proficient in the Tianji algorithm, and he couldn't figure out what it was, but his eyes gradually became expectant...

From today on, I won't read comments, follow-up subscriptions, or results, and I will just keep writing and saving manuscripts.

Otherwise, it will be too easy to waste internal energy.

Try to add a few more chapters by the end of this month~

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"I Can't Be a Demon"

Jin Chanzi went west and never returned.

Since then, demons have been rampant in the Tang Dynasty, and there are eighty-one difficulties everywhere.

Shen Lian came to this chaotic world and was content to be a rich man who walked his birds and admired flowers all day.

However, he didn't know that in the eyes of others, he was surrounded by countless demons and monsters, and the wailing of the dead souls sounded from his mouth and nose when he breathed. Wherever he passed, piles of bones were spread to the Western Paradise.