Chapter 98: Sacrifice to Ghosts and Gods

Chapter 98: Sacrifice to Ghosts and Gods

Chapter 98: Sacrifice to Ghosts and Gods
Looking at the large iron pot in front of him filled with rat meat, Song Feng was not afraid of the blood at all.

Even though the smell of blood was already rushing straight to his nose, Song Feng still had a faint smile on his face:
"Where is the plate of snake incense I asked you to bring back? It's time to take all these things out..."

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Qiu Sheng seemed to have reacted and quickly took out the plate of dried snakes that had been burned and dried from the backpack behind him:

"Seventh Uncle, the stuff is here!"

Looking at the obvious burn marks on the back of the snake in front of him, Song Feng nodded, then directed Qiu Sheng and said:
"Qiu Sheng, place this plate of snake incense in the center according to the pattern I drew for you. Be careful not to make any mistakes when you move."

"This step seems to be to draw out the Qi and blood from the mouse's body, but in fact it is offering the useless Qi and blood to the ghosts and gods in the underworld."

"If it's done well, it will be a win-win situation for both parties. If it's not done well, I'm afraid you'll have to eat my dinner today..."

When he said the last part, Song Feng couldn't help but laugh softly, just watching Qiu Sheng busying himself there.

However, Qiu Sheng was busy at first, but when he heard his seventh uncle say this, he was stunned:
“…This…this shouldn’t be the case, right?”

Isn't it too outrageous that just making some secret medicine jerky can cost you your life if you are not careful?

When he heard the last part, Qiu Sheng didn't even want to put the next piece of jerky in a specific place. He just said to Uncle Qi with a bitter face:
"Seventh Uncle, is there any safer way?"

Although he had confidence in his seventh uncle and master, he had no confidence in himself. He was really afraid that he would die if he was not careful.

Seeing Qiu Sheng still bargaining, Song Feng hit him on the forehead with the cane in his hand:
"This is the most gentle ghost I have selected after many tests. Don't be picky, kid."

After being hit by his uncle's cane, Qiu Sheng held his head and screamed:
"Ah, Uncle Seventh is in so much pain..."

He had been beaten with the cane by his master for who knows how long, but he had never had such a vivid memory of facing his seventh uncle's cane.

This feeling that penetrates into the bone marrow is unforgettable and absolutely amazing!
Seeing Qiu Sheng holding his head and screaming, Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng's posture and then showed a thoughtful expression:
"This ritual is a bit like offering sacrifices to ancient ghosts and gods, and it has a bit of a witchcraft flavor..."

After hearing what Uncle Jiu said, Song Feng just looked at the place where the corner was missing, and then lightly touched Qiu Sheng's finger.

The pain made him place the last piece of rat meat in the right place:
"Most of the ghosts and gods worshipped in the world today can connect yin and yang and are powerful yin gods with great strength."

"However, many of the tyrannical ghosts and gods worshipped in ancient times have entered a dormant state due to being denounced by generations of practitioners."

"Compared to the many ghosts and gods that are worshipped today, such as Yama and Zhong Kui, these dormant ghosts and gods are the best gods for practitioners like us..."

When he finished speaking, Song Feng gave Uncle Jiu a look that meant, "Those who understand, understand."

After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine also nodded in understanding:

"Indeed, compared to the powerful ghosts and gods, the ghosts and gods sleeping in ancient times are much easier to worship."

After all, ancient ghosts and gods like those who are in deep sleep really lack nothing and are not picky about anything. As long as you offer sacrifices to them, they will truly respond to divine power.

But when he said this, Uncle Jiu paused slightly:
"But it's not easy to find names to worship ghosts and gods that have been dormant since ancient times..."

If it were so easy to find the names of the many ancient ghosts and gods whose divine authority had been reduced generation after generation to be worshipped, then these ghosts and gods would have been killed long ago. How could they continue to sleep in the depths of the underworld?
Don't take bean buns as dry food.

Although the underworld is so powerful, they only occupy a dominant position in the underworld.

There are still many undeveloped places in this underworld, otherwise how could the cultivation world flourish.

Besides, there are legends about ghost soldiers passing through the underworld in the world. After people die, they will go to the underworld. It is impossible that so many ghost soldiers are just for show, right?
The underworld is actually not peaceful either!
Just as Song Feng gently tapped Qiu Sheng's finger to ask him to put the things in the correct place, Song Feng smiled and said:
"Don't be afraid, take your time. As long as you don't go too far, He won't notice the problem."

"After all, ghosts and gods like these have been dormant for a long time, and it's hard to find someone to offer sacrifices to them..."

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng calmed himself down and began to offer sacrifices according to the method taught by his seventh uncle.

There was incense and blood.

Even how to walk and what name to chant are clearly written there.

Next, you just need to follow this path peacefully. The right path is right in front of you!
Seeing that Qiu Sheng was on the right track, Song Feng glanced at Uncle Jiu, then smiled and looked towards the south:
"There are many ancient heritages preserved in poor mountainous areas and remote water areas. If you walk around and look around more, you will eventually find a few."

"If it really doesn't work, then go to the underworld and take a look. There are so many ghosts and gods in this world that some brainless ones will pop out eventually..."

After hearing what Seventh Uncle said, Ninth Uncle couldn't help but twitch his mouth and was choked up.

He understood. He understood it completely now.

Originally, he thought that this old guy was looking for so many ancient ghosts and gods because he wanted to cultivate ancient magic according to the method of sacrificial offerings or borrow the power of many gods.

When it comes to love, this old guy has made up his mind from the beginning to get free stuff from these ghosts and gods!
This is like catching a toad and squeezing the urine out of it. He only picks on the weak ones. No wonder he chooses to look for these ancient ghosts and gods who are not very powerful.

It turns out that this old guy also knows that most of the ghosts and gods in the underworld that are being worshipped nowadays can really run to the world of the living to kill him!

As expected, he is a veteran. He has no psychological burden at all when doing such immoral things. He really needs to learn more.

As the two of them were watching, they saw Qiu Sheng, who had just finished the last procedure, looking seriously at the plate of snakes in front of him.

Take a closer look.

All I saw was that the moment Qiu Sheng lit the snake meat, the snake began to burn like an incense stick:
"call……"

The breeze blew and the fireworks did not disperse at all, and they were faintly condensed on the plate of dried snakes.

Snake meat burns very quickly.

After a short while, the dried snake was completely burned to ashes.

However, what was strange was that the burned fireworks not only did not dissipate, but instead turned into a long mist snake:
"Hiss..."

The sound of soft roars continued to be heard.

The mist snake seemed to come alive at this moment, patrolling above the rat meat as if it was looking at a sacrifice.

In fact, when he saw the large amount of rat meat and blood here, he even nodded subconsciously:
"Hiss..."

Even Qiu Sheng, who had the lowest level of Taoism among those present, understood after seeing this that the fog snake must be very satisfied!
Looking at this somewhat mysterious fog snake, Qiu Sheng shuddered at first and then he suddenly became quiet.

Then, Qiu Sheng followed the ritual taught by his seventh uncle, performed a great salute respectfully, and then shouted:
"... I hope you enjoy the feast!"

As the words fell, the mist snake seemed to come alive in that instant.

Then he opened his mouth and took a deep breath at the dozens of kilograms of rat meat filled with blood in front of him:
"hiss……"

As he sucked, the rat meat on the scene began to dry up in the blink of an eye, until all the blood and energy were sucked out.

The pile of rat meat had now turned into powder and fell to the ground.

"Crash..."

The wind blew the powder everywhere, and in the blink of an eye the snake ate it all!
Just at this time.

All that was seen was this fog snake that ate everything clean, and now it was slowly crawling onto the last piece of jerky rat meat.

He just coiled it up like that, as if he was using it as a stone to rest on.

"call……"

A light breeze blew by.

Then, the fog snake was seen completely dissipating under the breeze.

There was only a small piece of dried meat the size of a baby's fist placed on the ground, which looked so miserable!
Seeing this scene, Song Feng nodded as if he was very satisfied:

"The dried meat he left behind is a bit more than what I used to offer sacrifices to him. It seems that his life is getting harder and harder..."

Looking at the satisfied look on Seventh Uncle's face and hearing what he said, Ninth Uncle couldn't help but scratch his ears subconsciously.

Good man, you know how to worship the gods.

Those who truly worship gods wish that their gods would be as powerful as possible, but this old guy, on the contrary, hopes that the gods will become weaker and weaker.

I guess this guy is going to be in big trouble...

According to Uncle Nine's understanding of this old man, Uncle Seven, the reason why he couldn't move temporarily must be to play the long game and catch a big fish.

I don’t know what advantages this old guy saw in this unfortunate ghost that made him deserve such a plot.

Seeing that the fog snake had dissipated, Qiu Sheng, who had been diligently performing the sacrifice, jumped over and picked up the baby fist-sized piece of jerky:

"...Seventh Uncle, the secret medicine is ready!"

Even though he had the help of his master and seventh uncle, this was the first time he had accomplished something on his own since coming into contact with the spiritual world.

I felt a great sense of accomplishment in my heart.

Looking at this thing that was only the size of a baby's fist, Song Feng nodded and then instructed:

"From now on, the frequency of sacrifices must be maintained at an interval of more than seven days. Don't get yourself into trouble over this little secret medicine..."

After hearing what his seventh uncle said, Qiu Sheng nodded seriously, looking very serious:
"Seventh Uncle, I understand!"

No matter how stupid he was, after listening to the conversation between Uncle Nine and Uncle Seven, he knew that this thing should not be provoked.

He might not be able to deal with ordinary little ghosts, let alone ghosts from ancient times.

After resolving the matter, Qiu Sheng took a small knife and went into the room with Uncle Qi and the others:

"This small piece of meat can probably be cut into ten little finger-sized strips. Master, please try it first..."

At the end, Qiu Sheng cut some strips of meat from the small piece of meat.

After cutting, he respectfully handed the first piece of meat to his master.

Seeing the first piece of meat being handed to him for a taste, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but curl his lips slightly:
"Hmm... that's thoughtful..."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the small piece of meat that Qiu Sheng handed over and chewed it gently in his mouth:

"Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah..."

When he swallowed the small piece of meat and felt the vigorous blood bursting out of it, Uncle Jiu nodded seriously:
"Yes, it is indeed a good thing!"

Sure enough, everything produced by Uncle Seventh is of the highest quality. Although the process may be a bit tortuous, the effect is absolutely top-notch.

Just this small piece is enough to be compared to a bowl of tonic soup made with many herbs.

After watching Uncle Jiu swallow the piece of meat with a satisfied look on his face, Qiu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief:
"It looks like there should be no problem..."

After making sure that this thing he made for the first time had no side effects, Qiu Sheng carefully cut out a small piece of meat and handed it to his seventh uncle:

"Seventh Uncle, you should try it too..."

Uncle Nine looked at the second piece of meat before handing it to Uncle Seventh. He then gave Uncle Seventh a confident look.

See? This is my apprentice.

Even if you are his seventh uncle, so what? I am his master, and when he has something good, he has to let me taste it first.

Today, Uncle Jiu expressed great satisfaction with Qiu Sheng, and felt that this apprentice had finally grown up.

However, when Song Feng saw his eyes, he couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"Hmm... that's thoughtful..."

After much thought, he decided to keep secret the fact that Qiu Sheng was using him as a guinea pig for drug tests.

Let Uncle Jiu be happy.

Let me, your seventh uncle, bear the hardship.

At the end of his speech, he glared at Qiu Sheng who was standing beside him, which made Qiu Sheng feel extremely guilty:
"Hehehehe, let me try it too..."

At the end, Qiu Sheng also cut a piece of meat and tasted it:
"Ah, it's really magical!"

As he swallowed the piece of meat, he actually felt that the emptiness in his stomach that was not filled by eating was slowly being filled.

Sure enough, just as Seventh Uncle said, he must be lacking something to nourish his qi and blood.

Seeing Qiu Sheng's satisfied look, Uncle Jiu, who felt somewhat smug, spoke directly to Qiu Sheng:
"The bandits will be here in a few days, so I'll take this opportunity to teach you the method of observing the falling Yin today. This way, you can also get some information about the bandits in advance..."

(End of this chapter)