Villain Rebirth: Immortal Dao Mozun

"Are you asking me?" The smile on Shi Qian's face was shallow, but it made people choke and couldn't breathe.

On the surface, it seems that Dongyang City is just a city that has inherited ancient customs and has a traditional but rather cruel way of offering sacrifices, but in fact, it is more than that.

From the moment he entered the city, Shi Qian felt that something was wrong. Apart from the atmosphere here, there were also the words and deeds of the city residents, which were not quite what people should have now. Although he had never been to Dongyang Kingdom in person in his last life, he did The merchants who claimed to be from Dongyang City had met them several times, and their words and deeds were completely different from those in this city.

The most important point is that no matter if it is an ancient ritual or a common sacrifice today, even if there is no temple, there must be an altar, but Dongyang City only has a simple high platform and an open-air 'altar' that is not an altar.

From the beginning to the end, Shi Qian never saw any trace of their temple.

Therefore, either they don't have a temple, or they can't find out where their temple is. For such a city that can be called pious and enchanted, there is no possibility of a temple. Shiqian will never believe it, so only the rest that possibility.

Before the ceremony began, the high priest danced not an ordinary sacrificial dance, but a long-lost dance of traces. At that time, Shiqian was wondering what they were looking for. Now the high priest's reaction just proved his idea.

Now that he thought about it, he had never seen the seemingly ordinary manor that Jing Su took him into to heal his wounds, and he had never seen it anywhere in the city, and the aura inside was much stronger than any other place in the city.

He clearly remembered that the building in that place was particularly unique in this city. Considering its height, it was absolutely impossible to disappear just like that, but it really disappeared just like that, together with Jing Su.

In this way, it is very possible that Jing Su is still there. Thinking of this possibility, Shi Qian's eyes darkened, but he soon returned to normal.

There is not a trace of wind in the air, and this early summer afternoon seems to be so stagnant that people dare not breathe.

The old man was still holding the urn in his hand as a treasure and looked at the high priest with hatred. He Huan stood beside Shi Qian calmly, not knowing what he was thinking, but the people brought by the high priest were staring at Shi Qian warily but didn't know what to do. Dare to step forward.

The high priest's face was ugly, but he didn't let his subordinates attack again. His throat was a little dry, and his uninjured hand was raised in front of his chest, as if he was calming his heartbeat. This person was able to see their current situation so quickly. not able to...

There was a flash of determination in the eyes, the high priest's tough facial features seemed a bit fragile at the moment, a sigh flashed in the eyes of the old man, then he cleared his throat and continued to look at Shi Qian, "I apologize to you for my previous rudeness. Apologize, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, our temple does have some problems, I wonder if you can solve it?"

The high priest was clearly in a hurry to seek medical treatment, and the slightly tense back fully showed his current nervousness.

"Young man, don't promise him!" The old man who had been silent all this time suddenly said, looking at the high priest with pointed eyes, "I begged you so much when you asked my son to be a sacrifice, why didn't you know how to show mercy? Now you have the nerve to step into my door!"

"...Sorry." The high priest was silent for a long time, and finally spit out these two words. His originally straight spine was slightly bent, and his whole body exuded a sense of depression, but he didn't explain much.

The old man's hand holding the columbarium was tightened and loosened, and a look of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but in the end he still gave the high priest a cold look, and he didn't say anything more.

Shi Qian didn't agree to anything, nor did he reject the man's proposal: "Let's go."

A look of joy flashed in the eyes of the high priest, "Please follow me."

The pale-faced high priest led the way in front of Shiqian. His broken arm began to bleed outwards, staining his white priestly robe red, but he didn't have time to take care of it. It dripped all over the floor.

He staggered a little, but his back seemed much taller.

A group of people walked towards the center of the city in a mighty manner, but they didn't make a sound. The street seemed extraordinarily quiet, and they didn't see any pedestrians along the way, which made Shi Qian's eyes look more cautious.

The sun shone on the city, but it didn't seem to dispel its coldness. The white walls had a cold texture, and the originally warm color became pale.

The high platform on the empty central square has been withdrawn, and the bonfire that was built high next to it has also turned into a pile of black ash. When passing by the pile of black ash, Acacia paused, and something seemed to flash in his eyes. On the contrary, the old man who was with He Huan had a much stronger reaction. Her eyes of condemnation fell on the high priest again, but finally she sighed.

Passing through the square, there seemed to be many more people in the originally empty city. They stood silently on the edge of the street like statues, all looking up in one direction, and their mouths seemed to be silently chanting something, like a thousand years The pilgrims I have seen before have a distant and pious expression.

The high priest is like dividing the sea, the place he passes will inevitably divide into a road, and in the end only Shi Qian and Hehuan are left to follow.

The high priest stopped, pointed to a very ordinary-looking building in front of him and said, "This is where our temple is located."

Shi Qian walked by it once before, and he had a little impression of this location, but the building in his impression is somewhat different from the one he sees now, at least the height is different.

The high priest seemed to be looking at the building in front of him, but he seemed to be looking at something else through it. After a long time, he continued: "This is not our temple. Our temple is bigger than this house, but it has disappeared. For many years, no resident of the city has been able to enter the temple. This must be the punishment of God, the punishment of our city!" After speaking, his voice became a little agitated, and the surrounding city residents knelt in the direction of the temple. go down.

But Shi Qian's attention was not on those people, but on the high priest's empty left arm. The wound had stopped bleeding at this time, because the sleeve was broken very neatly, and the tender flesh inside could be clearly seen It has grown well, and there is even a tendency to grow newbies. His eyes flickered, and he turned his gaze to the temple again.

As the high priest said, there is indeed a problem with this temple, and if he didn't know it was there, he might have skipped it, not to mention the formations around it.

'What do you think? '

Sensing the sound transmission of Hehuan who had been silent for a long time, the corner of his eyes glanced at Hehuan who looked normal, Shi Qian pursed his lips, a smile flashed in his eyes, 'Go in. '

Since meeting Jing Su the day before yesterday, Shi Qian felt that he and Jing Su seemed to have an additional layer of connection. Although he couldn't specifically sense where he was, the general location was still clear. Now, his intuition told him, Jing Su is right here.

Ignoring the people around him, Shi Qian quickly walked towards the building.Seeing Shiqian's actions like this, the high priest's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head to cover the light in his eyes.

Seeing that Shi Qian was about to step up the stairs, the old man who finally came to his senses took two steps forward, "Wait!" She loudly wanted to stop Shi Qian's footsteps, but a big man next to her covered her mouth, and said Make a humming sound.

Shi Qian walked straight into the formation without pausing, his back instantly disappeared from everyone's eyes, He Huan, who was about to say something, opened his mouth, and finally just smiled apologetically at the old man, and followed.

The old man who was let go pointed at the high priest's nose and cursed, "I knew you couldn't do good things! They didn't provoke you! They didn't even let outsiders go! How many people have been killed in this temple? It's time!"

The old man's tears ran across the wrinkles and fell on the clay pot in her arms. The red cloth was dizzy and gradually dyed a deep color.

The high priest didn't refute, and let the old man point to his nose, but his eyes kept silently looking at the clay pot in the old man's arms, full of helplessness.

Although his sanity was a little unclear at the time, Shiqian still reflexively remembered the footwork that Rijingsu used when he brought him here the day before, and he entered the courtyard that he had visited the day before, and Hehuan followed closely, watching After knowing the environment here, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly there was an excitement that Shi Qian couldn't quite understand, although he tried his best to conceal it, he still didn't escape Shi Qian's eyes.

This courtyard is just a small corner of this building complex. Last time Qian only had time to see the nearest towering tower before being knocked unconscious by Jing Su, but today he can see it clearly, not to mention the aura that is too abundant here , and the architectural style, although it doesn't look that much alike, but there is a faint resemblance to the courtyard in Mogui City.

"The formation outside just now was created by him." Without waiting for Shi Qian to ask, He Huan spoke first, his voice was a bit rough, even after entering this city, he didn't think that this city had any connection with that person , I only doubted a little when I saw their unique sacrificial method, which was enough to make him excited, but I didn't expect to feel the breath of that person here, "That kind of formation can attract people's spirits. Blood, if an ordinary person enters it, it is very likely that it will be turned into fly ash in an instant, and he planned to use it to deal with the demons."

"Well." Shi Qian replied lightly, how could he not have heard the evasion in the high priest's words, maybe the other party did have a reason for wanting him to come here to help them find the temple, but the most likely thing is to send their The two sacrifices that were vacant were filled.

As for what He Huan said, he had already guessed. After all, Zhu Yunjian was discovered here, and it is not surprising that he has something to do with the person He Huan said, but why did he enclose the temple in this city with a formation?And those people outside, Shi Qian noticed that the high priest had shed a lot of blood, but he didn't have the warmth and smell of blood that ordinary people should have.

At this moment, Shi Qian suddenly felt heart palpitations, he raised his legs and wanted to run towards the courtyard, but before he could take a step, he was held back by He Huan, a struggle flashed in his eyes, but he shook his head vigorously towards Shi Qian .