Business system: the gods save the world by opening a store

Chapter 132 The Seventh Day

The seventh day——

The gray and gloomy sky, the howling and weeping wind, the decaying monsters in the withered forest, who is sad and who is crying.

Sad for whom? For whom to cry?
Ancient sacrifices, ignorance and mystery go hand in hand, which are powerful forces and secrets that no one knows.

Strong men wearing white robes and shirtless bodies, drums, drums, and horns pierced the sky.

The mayor, who was wearing the most gorgeous and complicated sacrificial attire, was leaning on a cane with his skinny hands, as if his old legs could no longer support the weight of his body.

The mayor's cough was stuck in his throat and made a low sound in his lungs, like the last and most terrifying howl of an old beast.

The layers of eyelids that had become loose due to time were stacked on the hazy eyeballs, blocking the rich, complex and frightening emotions in his eyes.

He smiled lowly, and the rotten aura quietly spread with his breathing.

The men in the town looked at the mayor. Women were not eligible to participate in the sacrifice, even if the sacrifice was their daughter, their same sex, and themselves.

The wind howled more and more sadly, and the crows quietly circled in the gloomy sky, waiting for an opportunity to move, which was frightening.

The mayor raised his hand, and Liu Youcai, who had been waiting beside him, respectfully handed over the huge mask.

The mayor's hand was weighed down, and he slowly and laboriously put on the huge mask. The huge and gorgeous mask that was half his body seemed to give him supreme power.

He immediately supported his old body, as if he had returned to his youth in an instant, and his old voice echoed on the altar:

"Start the sacrifice and dance!"

The men in white robes stood behind the mayor, raising their hands and waving, stepping on the ground, showing their might and force, which was a primitive and magnificent sense of power.

The mayor danced a mysterious sacrificial dance at the front that no one could understand, and the ancient prayers vibrated in the decaying soul.

After the dance, the mayor's body suddenly stooped, as if the dance had exhausted all his remaining strength.

The smell of blood filled his nose while he coughed, carrying the smell of decay and old age. He was really old and dying.

The turbid eyes suddenly opened wide, and blood threads spread like spider webs, scarlet red.

No, he is not willing to give in!

The mayor slowly stood up straight and calmed his breathing throat——

"Invite the mountain ghost!"

The sky became darker and darker, the clouds became lower, and there were faint whispers of ghosts.

"Woo-"

The horn sounded again, and eighteen people worked together to lift the huge sedan platform, which was also very difficult. The men's muscles were beating, and sweat slid down the men's temples and fell to pieces on the ground.

The man who sent Shangui off for the second time was puzzled, why was Lord Shangui's sedan so heavy this time? He remembered that it was not so heavy last time!
Doubts flashed through his mind. All his energy had been exhausted by the heavy sedan, and he had no intention of guessing anymore.

Gurgling, the black sludge is corroding the statue of the god silently, and the god is about to fall into hell and become the most terrifying evil ghost in hell.

"Please invite Master Shangui to come to the altar!"

The men carried the huge sedan up the steps step by step. The huge red cloth covering the statue swayed, and the color as bright as blood covered everything.

Wen Ge, who was held in a corner and disguised as Shu An, had already changed into a wedding dress. The layers of wedding dress bound her like the heaviest ropes, making it impossible for her to struggle. However, she did not struggle either, as her time was not up yet.

The scarlet veil could vaguely see everything in front of him, and the magnificent and mysterious ancient sacrifices dazzled Wen Ge, who had never seen anything like this before. He longed for that mysterious ancient era, but also spurned the brutality and bloodshed of that era.

This is the antiquity and ignorance that disappeared in the depths of history. They have mystery and power that future generations cannot understand, and they also have straightforward blood and ignorance that future generations cannot accept.

Following a muffled voice, the stone statue of the mountain ghost sat firmly on the high platform. The being covered by the red cloth looked down at the world from the high platform.

Is it just God under the red cloth? Or an evil spirit? Or is it the desire that is difficult to fill in the gap in the world?
Under the command of the mayor, the men knelt down to worship together, with great momentum and uniformity, with pious expressions.

Listen carefully, they are praying for the safety of their families, for good weather next year, for the safety of their mothers, and for marrying the girl they love.

Wen Ge's body suddenly felt a little cold, and his arms trembled inexplicably.

She saw the red cloth on the high platform trembled and calmed down. What was under the red cloth did not look like a god, but like some kind of twisted monster, laughing and devouring people's prayers, growing stronger and coveting the world.

They look so pious, do they know what they are doing?

Is it God they worship? Or is it the desire in your heart?

What kind of monsters did their piety breed? ? ?

The uncontrollable fear made Wen Ge feel a little unstable. Just when she decided to take action, something changed happened——

"and many more!"

Yan Xi held Liu Jiabao hostage and walked forward step by step, her steps were steady, her eyes were resolute, and she had the courage to risk everything.

The kidnapped Liu Jiabao's face was covered in bruises. It was obvious that he had been forced to confess last night. They hoped to get more information to make today's plan more thorough, and hoped that everyone involved could come back safely.

"Dad!" Liu Jiabao burst into tears and showed his ugly face, screaming heartbreakingly, "Dad, help me! I don't want to die, I'm afraid, I will be obedient, and I will be a better puppet! Dad, save me I!"

Yan Xi did not stop his wailing, guarding him from escaping, and stared coldly at the high platform.

"Ah! Don't touch my son! My treasure, my mother is here, and she will definitely protect you!"

The mayor's wife followed the two of them step by step, her face covered with tears, showing concern, worry and fear. As soon as she got closer, she was forced back by Yanxi's attack on Liu Jiabao.

The mayor's wife shouted to the high platform: "Head of the family, save our child! He is our only son. The son of the head of the family is suffering. Please save him!"

There was no commotion from the men who were performing the sacrifice. The men stared indifferently at the girl who came forward step by step, like wild beasts about to eat their prey alive at night. They were terrifying.

The mayor stood on the high platform, originally holding Hong Bu's hand, but when he saw this, he let go of his hand, and Hong Bu suddenly moved as if he was dissatisfied.

The mayor's originally rickety body was forcibly stretched upright, and his old and dim eyes stared at him, which sent chills down your spine, fear in your heart, and old age.

"Haha, this useless thing is still so useless after growing up for so many years! I really don't know if you are my seed?"

The mayor sneered, his cold expression unmoved by his child's screams.

He looked at Liu Jiabao with eyes without any emotion, as if he was not looking at his only child, but an object that he was not satisfied with.

The mayor's wife shouted sternly: "Master, what are you talking about!"

Liu Jiabao was hit hard and fell into a childhood nightmare.