Chapter 553 Manners

Chapter 553

It can be seen that the villagers are really in awe of this god Raku, even though they are about to starve to death, they still have to offer the remaining food to him.

It's a pity that what this "god" wants is not your offerings and beliefs, but your souls and your lives!

The village chief and his eldest son came to lead Qingu. After all, this place is very evil, and now they are more in awe of this Raku god than respect.

Standing on the edge of the top of the mountain, the night wind was blowing, as if there were countless weeping voices whispering in my ears, full of strong resentment, which made my heart shudder.

They didn't dare to go forward, and told Qingu not to go...

Of course Qingu will not act casually, all her senses are fully opened, her mind is highly concentrated, and she can perceive even the slightest changes in energy around her.

Obviously, the stone statue in front is the source of all abnormal energy fluctuations, but the thing with a halo on it must be the power accumulated by the villagers' worship and belief in them over the years.

Thinking of enshrining an evil god who wanted to devour their souls, Qingu couldn't help but smile wryly.

Although the father and son were very frightened, their hips trembled and their voices trembled, they did not leave, but stood firmly beside Qingu.

He also knelt down and kowtowed, saying that all this was done by the villagers themselves, and had nothing to do with the two foreigners...

When they were doing this, Qingu had already circled the entire mountaintop, taking a panoramic view of the mountaintop and the stone house.

Returning to the place where the two were standing again, he said, "Leave first, I need to do something."

The village chief's eyes were full of fear, his son helped him up, and said: "Master has a way, we will only disturb her here."

The two retreated to the edge, still not intending to leave Qingu behind.

Qingu no longer forced himself, pulled out the copper coin sword from the cloth bag, and threw a few yellow talismans into the air. When the copper coin sword flew, the talisman papers pierced the sword one by one.

Qingu recited a curse, made a formula with both hands, stepped on the seven-star step, and quickly turned around the stone house of the god statue.

The lightness technique works on the body, the speed is getting faster and faster, and finally only an afterimage is left in the air.

In the eyes of the village chief and his son, they felt a whirlwind blowing on the ground, and the wind wrapped the statue and the stone house inside like a substance.

I don't know what happened. In short, when everything calmed down, the master who looked like a fairy came back to them, and there was nothing wrong with him except that he looked a little tired.

The village chief asked cautiously: "Master, is this all right?"

Qingu nodded, "Well, it's settled. From now on, there will be no more evil spirits here."

After finishing speaking, Qingu exhorted with a serious expression: "Remember, only you can really help you, and don't invite the gods back casually in the future. If you have something to ask, naturally others will also ask for you, and some , it may be too much for you to bear!"

The village chief promised again and again, while the son next to him looked in the direction of the portrait thoughtfully. It looks the same as before, but something feels different.

Awe, that's right, the feeling of awe that is full of mystery is gone.

Now, it looks like just a stone with a red mark on it, and it is no different.

While returning to the village, Qingu adjusted his breath, absorbing the spiritual energy particles in the air to replenish what he had just consumed.

Just now, she used the client's fixed technique to isolate the three-meter space around the statue, fearing that the things inside would escape, and she was also afraid that it would go out and hurt innocent people.

She used her ability to the limit, but fortunately, she finally made a space restriction.

At this time, another space was divided in the spiritual source warehouse of Qingu's space-time hut, and there was a soul with a strange shape in it.

It should be the Jiuwa who invited the god back, but it has already mutated.

——The living conditions in the village are getting worse and worse. Some people can't stand it and leave their hometowns in search of a better life.

Jiuwa is one of them, but the life outside is also difficult, the evil spirits are raging, and the people are devastated. When he almost died of illness, he met an evil spirit who happened to be beaten and almost lost his soul. The evil spirit wanted to take him away and devour his soul. Beg for mercy, ask to let him go, as long as he let him go, he can be its loyal servant and sacrifice more souls to it.

Xie Chong thought about it, this soul is so weak, and it contains all kinds of resentment. Compared with them, it is just an extra skin, and even if it is swallowed, it will not make up much.

So Xie Chong agreed to Jiu Wa's request, and at the same time, Xie Chong told Jiu Wa that it could give him the ability to live forever and never suffer from hunger and disease.

Where can such benefits be found? Jiuwa agreed without thinking, so she brought the evil spirit back to the village in the name of asking God.

Jiuwa was originally from the village, and he said that this god can bring them good weather and good luck, which is what people expect. People look at the sky and pray every day, and now they have real gods to worship, so they build temples and worship devoutly.

At the beginning, Jiuwa couldn't do it too obviously, so she could only ask for some offerings to maintain her own living needs, and occasionally let the evil spirits harm some poultry and livestock to gain some blood evil power.

But this is still too little compared to the human soul.

So Xie Xun asked Jiuwa to make sacrifices to the villagers as soon as possible. After all, it is now lodged in Jiuwa's body, and it doesn't have enough energy to escape. Since these villagers worship it so much, let them sacrifice it.

In fact, this evil spirit was stirring up trouble in a village before, bewitching a few people and asking them to spread the word: only by sacrificing virgin boys and girls can they be safe.

So those villagers really obediently enshrined boys and girls to it every year... until it was met by that stinky demon hunter, if it hadn't abandoned its hundreds of years of Taoism and escaped, it would have been annihilated by the fly ash it beat! There is no need to negotiate terms with such a cowardly and incompetent person! It's abominable!

But the people here are a little different, no matter how this useless guy tries to lobby those foolish people, no one will stand up.

Even if it is said that only after the sacrifices can there be food to eat, and it will rain only after the sacrifice, they will not do it.

It's really a group of guys who don't like oil and salt, and it's mad at it.

Seeing his remnant soul weaken day by day, he had no choice but to eat the soul of this useless guy.

Then there was a curse—that is, the villagers must not eat meat, otherwise they would suffer retribution.