Cultivation from entry to abandonment

Shang Mingqian's palm was also scratched, the smell of cedar diffused, his blood dripped into the instrument, and the instrument burst out with a burst of glaring white light, making people squint their eyes.Several elders looked at each other for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "It's him. His blood is the best."

Shang Mingqian was at a loss, not knowing what they meant.It was only later that she realized that Chi'e likes the blood of merchants the most, and also has requirements for different blood smells, which can be detected by that instrument.They have never seen such a dazzling instrument light, it can be seen that Shang Mingqian's blood is most appetizing to it.Shang Mingqian panicked for a moment, is he going to be eaten too?

Bai Chuji looked at him in surprise and frowned.The elders took another look at Bai Chuji and said, "He's not bad either. Although he's not as good as Shang Mingqian, he's much better than other disciples."

"Hmph, now I think the Patriarch should be happy."

"That red moth has a very tricky mouth."

"Next time on a full moon night, try using Shang Mingqian."

"Then try it. Maybe if you eat him, the red moth won't have to eat for half a year."

"It also saves you from looking for disciples everywhere."

They chattered endlessly, they didn't seem to care about being heard by Shang Mingqian and Bai Chuji, let alone afraid that they would run away, they just looked at the two of them like objects.But there are still ten days before the night of the full moon, so if you are not in a hurry to use them, let them go back by themselves.Walking on the road, they felt that their legs were numb, as if they had been filled with lead, and they could hardly feel where their bodies were.So many disciples have died, no one knows.In the Shang family, the head of the family is the pinnacle of power, followed by the elders.Whoever they want to die must die, and there is no room for struggle and debate.

The two felt chills down their backs, as if falling into an ice cave.The scene of the red moth devouring the living people in the past appeared again and again before his eyes.Scary and disgusting.Bai Chuji was trembling all over, and when he entered the room, he sat limply on the ground.Shang Mingqian also slid down against the door panel, his pupils dilated, reflecting infinite fear, and his whole body trembled slightly.Bai Chuji sobbed loudly, Shang Mingqian glanced at him and told him not to cry.

Bai Chuji burst into tears and shouted, "I'm going to die! Why can't I cry?"

Shang Mingqian was upset, pushed him, and shouted angrily: "I will die first! Why are you in a hurry? Don't worry, as long as I can feed that red moth, you don't have to die."

Bai Chuji asked with a trembling voice, "Then what should you do?"

Shang Mingqian stood up and said, "The worst thing is to die, I'm tired of it anyway."

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Soon it was the night of the full moon, and the moon seemed to be very round, big, bright and close at night.Shang Mingqian's heart was ashamed, and he was ready to die.Suddenly I hated the moon very much, and asked why it has to be round once a month!Innocent people died in vain one after another.Now it was his turn.

He walked in front, and Bai Chuji was escorted to walk behind him.The moonlight paved the brick road in front of him like a velvet staircase.

He thought he had seen it away and was not afraid anymore, but when he heard the howling of the red moth, he was still trembling with fright.The huge monster showed its body in the formation.It was so majestic and huge, like a big mountain, covering every inch of the sky in front of him, casting a dark shadow under the moonlight, and the shadow enveloped him impermeably.Behind him, Bai Chuji was already crying in fright, and fell to the ground, covering his eyes with his hands.

Shang Mingqian's heart was beating wildly, the sense of fear came out of every pore of his body, and the skin all over his body was tense.The red moth's saliva fell on his arm, burning his skin.At this time, the elder over there threw him a knife and said to him, "Seeing that you are the nephew of the head of the house, cut it yourself."

Shang Mingqian raised his hand to pick it up, but his hands shook because of fear, and he didn't catch the dagger.The dagger fell to the ground with a "bang", and the cold wind cut Shang Mingqian's cheek like a knife.Shang Mingqian went to pick up the dagger on the ground with trembling hands, almost unable to hold it.The eye sockets were completely wet, and the eyelashes were also stained with tears.He picked it up several times before picking up the dagger, and he could barely stand on his legs.

Only one voice emerged in Shang Mingqian's mind, and that voice urged him, "Run." After all, Shang Mingqian is only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, facing the test of life and death, he is not at all as good as he was before. As strong as he showed, he picked up the dagger, turned around and ran towards the way he came.He just wanted to get out of here quickly, hide, and go as far as possible.It's just that before he could take three steps, he was knocked down to the ground, blood sprayed on the ground.

"Run? Can you run away?" The elder snorted coldly.

"Useless stuff." Another elder snorted coldly.

At this time, an elder said, "Let him cut his palm first. Maybe that little blood is enough. His blood is very pure."

Shang Mingqian glanced at Bai Chuji, and Bai Chuji also looked at him in a daze.If he ran away, then the one who was sacrificed next must be Bai Chuji.Shang Mingqian gritted his teeth and cut his palm with a knife.Blood gurgled out and slowly gathered in the formation.The blood emitted bursts of red light in the formation, and the red moth fluttered its wings excitedly, setting off a hurricane.Shang Mingqian stood in the bitter wind, and his life flowed quickly with the blood in his hands.

Eventually, before he passed out.He saw Red Moth raised his head, as if he had eaten enough, he turned around and went back underground.The moon was sinking westward in the sky, and it was already past midnight.Shang Ming fell limply on the ground, his face was bloodless, and there were already many wounds on his palms.The blood from the wound soon stopped, so he had to make another cut to make sure the blood flowed out.But dare not cut the artery.So many knives were cut.

The elders were also dumbfounded. They didn't expect to feed the red moth with such a little blood, and they were ecstatic for a while. In this way, there is no need to sacrifice other disciples, as long as Shang Mingqian is not dead, it will be fine.So he hurriedly had someone carry Shang Mingqian back to the house.Bai Chuji cried and laughed along the way, feeling like he was alive after the catastrophe.

Later, Shang Mingqian woke up slowly, feeling dizzy and having a splitting headache.As soon as he woke up, he saw Bai Chuji lying beside his bed.There were only the two of them in the room.Bai Chuji was ecstatic to see Shang Mingqian woke up, and quickly helped him up.Shang Mingqian sat up with difficulty, and saw that the gauze had already been wrapped around his hands, the gauze was wrapped very beautifully, it must have been wrapped up by Bai Chuji.

His mouth was dry and he coughed a few times.Bai Chuji quickly brought him the water.Shang Mingqian gulped down a few mouthfuls, almost choking.Then Bai Chuji brought him food again.The food was a plate of steamed buns, which made the hungry Shang Mingqian move his index finger.The two laughed while eating, and quickly finished a plate of buns.