I just want to be a quiet man

Blood splattered!

The guard immediately rolled his eyes white and rolled on the ground in pain, but was held down by "Yu", unable to move at all, and could not make any sound.

"Ho ho..." The blood froth rolled in his throat, his face twitched, and his whole body kept trembling, looking shocking.

Seeing this scene, all the other guards dared not show their atmosphere.The room that had been full of excitement and noise just now suddenly became as quiet as death.

At this moment, "Boom, boom, boom."

There was a knock on the door, and a servant girl whispered outside the door: "Master, the servant girl has brought breakfast."

"Yu" said calmly, "Come in."

The servant girl immediately pushed the door open and entered. She just turned around the screen, and when she saw the bloody scene, she froze in fright, and dropped the food box in her hand to the ground.

The next moment, the girl screamed.

However, at the moment of snapping the fingers, it stopped abruptly, and there was no more movement in the entire room...

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The ancient pines are towering, and the golden wind is everywhere.

Xiao Shou looked left and right, and cautiously came to the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Hiding behind the pillar, he looked around for a while, seeing no one around, he immediately took out an old and dull jade pendant from his bosom, held it in his palm, bowed his head slightly, and muttered something.

Soon, the closed door of the ancestral hall opened silently.

A gust of eager wind whizzed out, blowing Xiao Shou into a jolt.

He didn't dare to delay, and walked in immediately.

"boom."

The door closed instantly.

Feeling the gloomy darkness in the ancestral hall, Xiao Shou secretly heaved a sigh of relief, it's safe!

Due to Zheng'er's reason, this sacrifice has undergone an unexpected change. Right now, his three children are all taken advantage of by the ghost!

Although it is already daytime now, as long as one of the three children is not awake, it will be a disaster for the entire Xiao family.

However, he has entered the ancestral hall now, and this place is protected by the Faceless Immortal. During the daytime, it is the safest place in the entire Xiao residence. As the blood of the Xiao family, there is no need to worry about any accidents here.

When his thoughts turned, Xiao Shou immediately restrained his mind, and his expression became extremely respectful and solemn.

He walked to the small table behind Zhu Zhu, picked up a stick of incense, then walked to the front of the incense burner, inserted it and lit it.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Shou took a few steps back, straightened his robes, bowed down solemnly, then walked to the confession case on his knees, lowered his eyes, looked at the end of the bead curtain, and kowtowed.

After kneeling three times and knocking down nine times, Xiao Shou said reverently: "The Immortal Faceless, with boundless magic power, protect my Xiao family, and the blessings will last forever!"

"Pray for forgiveness from the Great Immortal. Xiao Shou, a trustworthy man, has no way to teach his son. During the sacrifice last night, the little boy Xiao Zheng was ignorant and neglected the Great Immortal. Please forgive me..."

After finishing speaking, he nodded again and again.

Kowtowing like this until the stick of incense stick in the incense burner was completely burned, Xiao Shou was already dizzy, and the whole ancestral hall suddenly became cloudy!

The bead curtain on the confession case rolled up without wind, and slowly opened to both sides.

Feeling the familiar coercion coming from the Faceless Immortal, as if in the dark, great terror and disaster were close at hand, Xiao Shou's expression suddenly became extremely respectful and humble.

He didn't dare to raise his head, knelt down for a while, and continued to pray in a low voice.

Then, keeping his head down, he stood up, took a stick of incense, walked to a familiar place, and offered incense to the Faceless Immortal.

Green smoke curled up, spewing wantonly, and after a while, two words condensed in mid-air: "Xiao Shou."

Gradually, the smoke lingered, and in the depths, an ancient altar gradually emerged.

Xiao Shou took a deep breath. This time, in order to avoid the children controlled by the sneaky ghost, he didn't have time to bring any sacrifices.

However, as the patriarch of the Xiao family who has been enshrining the Faceless Immortal for many years, he is very clear about the rules of offering sacrifices to the Immortal.

There is no sacrifice right now, but the Great Immortal is disturbed, then he himself is the sacrifice!

Of course, he would not sacrifice himself entirely.

In the current situation, he only needs to make a wish to let Zheng'er wake up and come over to make up the sacrifices.

And to fulfill this little wish, sacrificing an arm should be enough...

Thinking of this, Master Xiao stepped forward, first put his left arm on the altar, then took out a sharp dagger, and lightly touched everything under his left shoulder.

Before he exerted much force, the entire left arm was broken at the root, and the severe pain came in an instant.

"what!!!"

Xiao Shou shivered suddenly, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he couldn't restrain himself from crying out in pain.

His left arm fell completely on the altar, and the black blood quickly overflowed and gradually swallowed it.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shou quickly endured the severe pain, knelt on the ground, and began to mutter something...

At this moment, under the control of the system, Pei Ling sat on the stage motionless.

Seeing that Xiao Shou suddenly entered the ancestral hall and kowtowed to himself frequently through the bead curtain, his face became stiff immediately. He was just pretending to be a "curse", but he didn't have the power of a "curse" at all.

Even the bead curtain in front of him, he couldn't even open it!

But not long after this thought arose, he saw that the bead curtain suddenly parted, and after that, Xiao Shou began to offer incense, the altar appeared, sacrifices, and even the other party's prayers were heard clearly and completely in his ears!

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback. Although he said that his body was being manipulated by the system, he didn't feel the system had any movement during the process.

Looking at the "cursed" statue not far from his feet, Pei Ling suddenly understood.

Now, I am indeed disguised as a "curse", but the statue of the "curse" has always been here.

As long as Xiao Shou's ritual is correct, the power of the "curse" will continue to work!

Chapter 85: Not enough sacrifices!

The black blood rolled like a swamp, and in a moment, it completely swallowed the entire arm.

At the same time, Pei Ling suddenly felt a surge of vitality and blood flowing into his body inexplicably.The cultivation base in his body immediately began to rise rapidly, and it didn't take long to reach the peak of foundation establishment, but it seemed that it was still not enough to recover the cultivation base of the alchemy stage.

Pei Ling was startled for a moment, and immediately understood that the system accepted the sacrifice on the altar for him...

The palace lantern was burning quietly, and the light was dancing, illuminating Xiao Shou's pale face.

The blood on his severed arm had stopped at some point, and new flesh was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It didn't take long for the bloody wound to smooth out, as if he was born without a left arm.

In the incense burner, green smoke curled up.

The stick of incense that Xiao Shou lit suddenly began to burn faster.

Inside the shrine, Pei Ling sat motionless, and scenes of Xiao Zheng's memories suddenly appeared before his eyes.

He saw that he was still a baby, being held in Xiao Shou's arms, brought to the ancestral hall, and ignorantly bowed down to the Faceless Immortal...

He also saw that he seemed to be very young, his eyesight was a bit shorter than that of an adult, standing alone in the moon cave gate, watching Xiao Shou dragging a middle-aged beautiful woman, striding towards the ancestral hall.After discovering Xiao Zheng, instead of stopping, he turned his head and scolded: "Zheng'er, don't you hurry up and follow?"

The beautiful woman also saw Xiao Zheng, but she didn't ask her son for help, but struggled with all her strength, and shouted to him: "Zhenger, run away!!!"

"Run for what?" Xiao Shou sneered slightly, grabbed the beautiful woman's hair in a bun, and forced her to face Xiao Zheng, "My blood of the Xiao family is favored by the Faceless Immortal. Women can compare?"

"It is your family's good luck that you can bear children for my Xiao family!"

He also saw that he had grown up, sitting in a chair, looking at a group of new maids who came to pay their respects, with the eyes of a vegetable vendor looking at cabbage and radishes, picking and choosing for a moment, shaking his head slightly to make them retreat, and then turned his head , said to Xiao Shou: "Father, this batch of maidservants are much worse than before, and their manners are not dignified enough. I'm afraid they will insult the Great Immortal."

Xiao Shou frowned, and said: "There is no way, the maidservants of my Xiao Mansion disappeared one after another, even though they all signed death contracts, it's okay in front of the government, as time goes by, there will always be rumors... Nowadays, there are many people in the nearby places. I don't want to sell my daughter here, so I can only look for it from far away."

"Fortunately, although this group of maidservants were born in the countryside and don't know etiquette, they are all energetic and full of vitality."

"Daxian will be satisfied."

...The memory pictures are so vivid that Pei Ling can clearly feel that Xiao Zheng in these pictures has a strong sense of wanting to go to the altar to offer sacrifices!

However, his current body was controlled by the system, and he didn't respond at all. He continued to sit in the original position of the "curse" statue, motionless.

At this time, the stick of incense burned more and more vigorously, but until the incense stick was completely burned out, Pei Ling was not affected at all.

As the last piece of incense was extinguished, the ancient altar slowly dissipated in the depths of the smoke, and the bead curtain in front of the altar also closed silently.

The terrifying coercion suddenly disappeared, and Xiao Shou, who bowed his head, was startled for a moment.

My own sacrifice was successfully completed, and the Faceless Immortal also accepted the sacrifice. Why didn't Zheng'er come over until the incense sticks were burned out?

After thinking about it for a moment, Xiao Shou quickly understood the reason: the sacrifices were not enough!

The Faceless Immortal has boundless mana, and there is nothing he cannot do, as long as he accepts the sacrifice, he never refuses the Xiao family's request.

Now that the wish has not been realized, this can only be my own problem!

It seemed that Zheng'er was possessed by the ghost more seriously than he had imagined.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shou looked serious, and immediately decided to sacrifice his own legs as well.

Although losing his left arm and legs is a heavy loss, and it is a kind of torture and pain to his own body, but compared with Changsheng, these are nothing.

More importantly, after immortality, he can continue to offer sacrifices to the Faceless Immortal. When he has the power of immortality, he can sacrifice more living people with better qualities.

It's just a trivial matter to make up for a broken leg and broken arm.

So, Xiao Shou turned around, took a stick of incense and lit it again, and inserted a stick of incense for the incense burner before the confession.

The curling blue smoke filled the room again.

The bead curtain opened silently, and the altar emerged.

Xiao Shou walked to the altar, took out the dagger, and cut at his legs.

Just like before, the dagger slashed lightly, and his two legs were already broken at the root.

Blood splashed in an instant, Xiao Shou fell to the ground, and the gushing blood formed a pool of blood under his body in just a short moment.But the broken legs still stood firmly.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Xiao Shou let out an incomparably shrill scream, almost passed out on the spot from the pain.He exhausted his willpower, the hand holding the dagger was bruised, his whole body was trembling, and he managed to hold it up.

"Huh...huh...huh..." Xiao Shou panted heavily, sweating like rain, already soaking through several layers of his robe, the blood at the cut was still flowing, he felt himself getting colder and colder .

But his legs seemed to have a will of their own, instead of falling down, they walked spontaneously towards the altar.

Soon, these legs walked up to the altar, and then "plopped" and fell down.

Black blood rose and began to devour the fresh sacrifice.

Xiao Shou lost his legs and could not continue to kneel on the ground. He could only support his torso with his arms and lay prone on the ground, silently reciting prayers devoutly over and over again.

It didn't take long for the altar to completely swallow his legs and restore them to their original state.

Pei Ling inside the altar once again felt that a stream of pure vitality and blood was directly grabbed by him.

His cultivation has finally recovered from the peak of foundation establishment to alchemy!

At the same time, the wound on Xiao Shou's broken leg also quickly grew new flesh, just like before, as if he had no legs naturally.

The burning incense suddenly burned violently.

The smoke was even worse, almost obscuring vision.

In front of Pei Ling, a strange memory appeared again.

He saw himself driving a group of servant girls, like a shepherd driving sheep and cattle, killing them one by one on the altar.

Blood flowed like a waterfall, pouring down from all sides of the altar.

The splattered blood stained his head and face, but there was no resistance in his heart to the warm and sweet smell. Instead, he was full of anticipation and joy, and closed his eyes slightly, intoxicated by it.

Xiao Shou's voice came from the side: "Zhenger, continue."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Zheng nodded and said, "Okay!"

...Pei Ling was in a trance for a while, and then came back to his senses. He felt that Xiao Zheng's strong emotion of wanting to sacrifice had already become real, and it seemed that even a mask could not suppress it.

However, the system remained indifferent and continued to host Pei Ling's body without any reaction.

After a while, the incense burns completely, and the last ashes fall into the furnace.

The altar dissipated and the bead curtain closed.

The ancestral hall returned to its usual condition again.