After putting the photo away, Ning Feng opened the scroll again.The scrolls depict a series of winding pathways and form a complex and twisted vortex.Obviously, this is a map.As for the end of the vortex, it is marked with a pattern that resembles a Buddha holding a flower.Ning Feng spread the map on the coffee table and activated the skill of "Treating Wealth as Life".
[Club Tips, You Found a Strange Item-Human Skin Map of the Secret Sacrifice Ritual] [This is a special map made from the back skin of a girl, carrying the path of the religious altar] [Effect: None] [Hint: Maybe go to the back mountain of Mochizuki Mountain and be able to find the truth] Listening to the club's prompt, Ning Feng's eyebrows jumped.Human skin?
Religious altars?
Behind Mt.
Mochizuki?
Ning Feng leaned back on the sofa slightly, his eyes closed slightly, and he pinched his eyebrows.When Mount Mochizuki became his domain before, the forbidden area of the entire Mochizuki Village had been fused by him, and now only a wasteland remained.But if you look at it this way, in the dense mountains behind Mochizuki Village, there are still secrets of cult rituals.Looks like it's going to have to go!"
This information is very important, thank you to Granny Gu and Uncle Wang."
Ning Feng thumped his waist and stood up: "It's also late, you guys rest early." ”After everyone returned to the Strange Domain, Ning Feng also lay on the bed tired after a while of washing.It seems to be caused by excessive exhaustion, but Ning Feng at this time is not sleepy.Helpless, Ning Feng could only turn on the light, just lie down like this, looking at the photo held in his hand."
Judging from the time, the old Taoist priest of the Sancai Temple in the photo should be gone, unless he is also like us, and he has mastered the weirdness.""
If that old Taoist priest has nothing to do with Yu Citian, that old Taoist priest should still have a successor or something.""
The women of the Tujia family, nine times out of ten, are the women who left Ami's mother in Mochizuki Village.""
The Mongolian shaman doesn't have the slightest clue.""
The young monk with cinnabar in his eyebrows is the rumored monk who sacrifices the lamp.""
Tsk, there is no photo of the sacrificial lamp monk in Tu Bin's intelligence, which is indeed a bit troublesome.""
Mount Mochizuki should also investigate.""
Hmm......
Let's split up tomorrow. ”Looking at the photo, Ning Feng gradually felt a little sleepy, and the photo in front of him began to blur.Gradually, the figures in the photo seemed to become three-dimensional.......
"Ahem......
"Ahem ......" seems to be a somewhat confined space, so much so that the echo produced by the coughing sound is a bit noisy.An indescribable damp sensation, with a hint of fishy smell and stickiness when it touches the skin."
Uh......"
Ning Feng slowly opened his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar cave and torches, first dazed, then speechless.This is......
I had nightmares again.I used to have nightmares, and I still had curses on my body.Now I don't even have a curse, just one item, and I have a nightmare?
Ning Feng got up helplessly, and suddenly felt a pang of discomfort in his chest, as if it was a recurrence of radiation lung disease."
Ahem...... cough cough ......"
Ning Feng's eyebrows hurt, and while coughing up a mouthful of blood, under the reflection of the torch, it exploded on the stone wall: "Cough cough......
What the hell, why did you suddenly ......"
Ning Feng took a few minutes to calm out his breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and immediately looked around.Here is a grotto, the area is not small, there are hundreds of square meters.The cave carvings are relatively crude, as the stone walls, ground, and top are pitted, and there seems to be no machine intervention.But if you look closely, the carving is very detailed, because the entire grotto is filled with dense scriptures.The scriptures are the same as the words on the wooden box, not like Sanskrit or Tibetan, but they are a very special kind of script.As for the ground......
Ning Feng looked at the strange ritual pattern in front of him and fell into deep thought.It is a circle of different sizes, overlapping each other and combining with the scriptures to form the shape of an altar.Moreover, outside this huge ring, there are four rings with a diameter of several meters.Four small rings lead to the center of the altar motif, connected to each other by grooves."
Huh?""
Is this the secret sacrifice of the club's tips?"
Ning Feng looked at the middle of the altar pattern and found that there was also a ring here.Five rings.Four rings surround one.And there are exactly five people in the photo."
Could it be that this cult ritual and the five people in the photo are involved?"
Ning Feng's eyebrows were furrowed, and he was a little unsure of the purpose of this grotto ceremony.Suddenly: "Ahem......
Ahem......
"The coughing sound from earlier came from not far away.On the stone wall, Ning Feng, the source of the torch, cautiously stepped aside and picked up a stone on the ground for self-defense."
Smack!"
A tall figure walked in slowly.It's the Mongolian shaman in the photo.The man seemed to be seriously ill, his face was abnormally dark, and his lips were pale."
Alright, alright, sit down."
The Tujia woman on the side supported him, sat down next to the campfire, and sighed helplessly: "Alas, your illness is getting faster and faster. ”"Normal."
The Mongolian shaman seemed to be used to it, took a bowl of water handed by the Tujia woman, and drank it cleanly: "We, the shamans, deal with nature and ancestors every day, and our bodies are getting worse day by day. ”"However, it is still possible to survive the ritual of sacrificial lamps.""
Ritual?"
The Tujia woman seemed to be a little tired and weak, and the whole person also sat aside: "I don't know......
Whether this choice is right or wrong. ”The Mongolian shaman didn't answer, and the two sat facing each other.For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an inexplicable embarrassment.Ning Feng observed the demeanor of the two of them and made sure that they couldn't see themselves, so he was relieved.And, through the conversation between the two, Ning Feng probably saw some problems.The Mongolian shaman seems to have a strange disease that coughs up blood, and it seems that it is incurable, this time it is completely dragging this body to help the sacrificial lamp monk complete the ritual.And this ritual is likely to be closely related to these altar patterns in the grotto.As for the Tujia woman, everything seems to be normal, but judging from the fact that she looks very weak when she hands over a bowl of water, this woman's condition may not be much better.Soon, there was a sound of soothing footsteps.The other two people in the photo came into view - a Taoist priest from the Sancai Temple and an older Tibetan monk.It's just that the situation of the two of them also has a strange sense of dissonance.This made Ning Feng's doubts even worse.That Sancai Guan Taoist priest should still be very young in the timeline of the nightmare, and his appearance has indeed not changed much, but his exposed arms are as thin as an old man, and even age spots appear on his face.As for the older Tibetan monk, a closer look revealed that one of his eyes had been replaced by some kind of gemstone, a prosthetic eye!
It can be said that the physical condition of the four people is more or less strange."
You're almost ready."
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The Taoist priest swept away the dust: "There is only one hour left until the ceremony." ”"Well, the carving of the scriptures is basically complete."
The Tibetan monk showed a look of expectation: "After today, we will be able to master ......
Crossing the power of life and death!
”Listening to the conversation between the four of them, Ning Feng didn't know why.But the burning sensation in his palm made Ning Feng almost cry out in pain.When he looked closely, a cursed force had left a strange imprint on the palm of his right hand."
Huh?"
Ning Feng's eyebrows jumped, and he found that this brand was like a figure kneeling on the ground, as if it was in pain.And......
And this brand pattern is very similar to the state of coughing up blood just now!