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This method of sacrifice is completely used to worship evil gods.
This is like a normal sacrifice is a live broadcast reward, while the offering to evil gods is an offline transaction, and this kind of sacrifice is usually used when requesting some special service.
This kind of sacrifice is even more sinister. It is completely different from the saying "you give me incense and I will bless you with good weather and good harvests". Usually it is "you give me your soul and I will help you kill people".
As long as the soul is heavy enough, even the gods will give it to you!
The gods who are targeted by this kind of evil sacrifice, let alone helping people realize their wishes, will at best be stabbed in the back by their colleagues for the rest of their lives, and be criticized behind their backs for having problematic lifestyles. In serious cases, they will be directly expelled from the list of gods and held criminally liable.
This made Dong Wanggong very angry. He had finally waited for a believer to worship him, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be a cultist like your mother.
There are bad people among the masses!
"Who the hell wants to frame me?! I'm going to fucking kill you today!"
After saying that, Dong Wanggong disappeared directly into the cell...
......
"Are you sure this is really okay?"
Jin Yao and Hong Yi, who were helping Jiang Lu, asked uncertainly.
The performers who had finished their work also had strange expressions: "Why do I always feel so scared?"
As for Sickle, he was retching at the side at this moment, because when everyone had split up to collect materials, he was in a group with Jiang Lu, and Jiang Lu dug out a rotten corpse from a mass grave in front of him, wrapped it in cloth and asked him to carry it. The smell was simply unbearable for him, and he had been vomiting for more than ten minutes but still couldn't hold back the nausea.
On the makeshift altar, apart from the few incense sticks that looked normal, there were dog legs, sheep horns, straw dolls, rotten corpses, and weird sacrificial texts, each more sinister than the other.
"I guarantee it will be fine." Jiang Lu clapped his hands after finishing everything and said confidently, "This is the most ancient and traditional sacrifice. The person being sacrificed can hear the voice of the prayer. Plus, I still have the hair that was left when he was sent to prison for testing. I can only say it's a sure thing!"
"But...the priests I've seen don't look like this." Hong Yi still had some doubts.
"You don't understand. Ordinary sacrifices are like registered mail. They are sent, but it's not certain whether people will read them or not."
Jiang Lu explained:
"But mine is different. Mine is an expedited confidentiality document. It can be sent directly to the person in question. He has to read it whether he wants to or not."
Jiang Lu could only say that he was very familiar with this sacrificial process.
Because he had often received such sacrifices, which were evil sacrifices that had long been lost to ordinary gods, and he had to deal with several of them every day, so it might be difficult for him to do something normal, but for him to deal with an evil sacrifice was easier than making a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Sure enough, just a moment after the sacrifice was completed, a gust of cold wind blew by.
It was broad daylight, but it made several people shudder subconsciously.
The straw doll with Dong Wanggong's hair hanging on the altar suddenly sat up from the top of the rotten corpse in front of everyone.
Jin Yao and Hong Yi frowned instantly, and the performer even uttered a coquettish exclamation like an old sister-in-law. Where was Sickle? He was busy retching and had no time to watch.
The straw doll, which was serving as a medium for communicating with the object of worship, turned its head mechanically and successfully established contact with the object of worship, Dong Wang Gong, and was able to act as a megaphone to allow people on both sides to communicate. At this time, a big hand appeared out of thin air.
The big hand grabbed the straw man doll and crushed the head of the rotten corpse, which was the main sacrifice, like a beef ball.
Seeing this scene, Jin Yao and Hong Yi, who had been trying hard to hold back their inner discomfort, finally couldn't hold it in any longer and ran to the sickle to vomit. The sickle, who had almost finished vomiting and felt a little better, heard the sound of the two people vomiting and smelled the smell. The fishy sweetness in his throat came back again, and he returned to the battlefield.
The performers then joined in, leaving Kang Yool alone facing the altar.
After the big hand crushed the rotten corpse, the figure of Dong Wanggong gradually appeared. It turned out that he had not arrived yet, but after realizing that the evil sacrifice was completed, he destroyed the altar in advance to avoid being unable to wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
"Let me see who the hell is trying to frame me in broad daylight?!"
Dong Wanggong was standing on the altar and roaring, but when he saw Jiang Lu smiling, all his anger suddenly stopped.
"No... buddy..."
His expression suddenly became very strange.
Reason told him that he should be angry, but he suddenly couldn't get angry anymore and could only ask helplessly: "Why?"
Jiang Lu didn't answer him, but took two steps forward and patted his shoulder, "You're done. If your sister knew about this, you would be a bad boy who accepted evil worship."
"I didn't accept it!" Dong Wanggong defended himself loudly.
"Let me teach you a lesson." Jiang Lu sighed, "Why don't others worship others but you? Flies don't bite cracked eggs, and one hand can't clap. It must be that you did something wrong, and people think you are an evil god."
"I don't..."
"Listen to my brother-in-law, and I won't tell your sister about this."
"You are distorting the facts!"
"The fact is that I summoned you here using evil sacrifice."
"You framed me!"
"Just tell me whether you will listen to your brother-in-law in the future?"
"listen..."
"Okay, come over here and meet some new friends."
Finished! The Silver Horn King that Huang Xiu'e didn't send the author is going to be sent!
The cat has been vomiting all day. I felt it couldn't take any longer, so I took it to the hospital at night. They took X-rays and did ultrasounds. Now it seems that there is a foreign body in the stomach. The doctor is still considering whether to perform a laparotomy. I guess I won't be able to get back to update for a while, so I can only take a day off. Woohoo!
Chapter 321 Journey to the West!
While the two were whispering, the others had already emptied their stomachs.
By the time Jiang Lu brought Dong Wang Gong in front of them and was about to introduce them to each other, they already looked exhausted, with pale lips and no energy.
It's not their fault. The rotten corpse was already creepy enough, and was crushed to pieces by Dong Wanggong in his rage. No one could accept that scene.
Jiang Lu clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Stop vomiting, let me introduce our new member to you."
"It's hard not to vomit!" the performer said, wiping his mouth. "This is so disgusting!"
"How can their mental quality be so poor?" Jiang Lu found it hard to understand: "Aren't all of you professionals in the industry? To be honest, it's impossible that you haven't seen a dead person before, so how can your reaction be so big?"
"A dead person and an insult to a corpse are two different things..." Scythe retorted weakly.
"Okay, let's not dwell on this topic. Anyway, we have brought the people here, and the result is good." Jiang Lu waved his hand and said to Dong Wanggong: "Come on, introduce yourself to everyone."
At the same time, Dong Wanggong also saw Hong Yi, who seemed to be getting along well with Jiang Lu's team, and he secretly relaxed a little.
Hong Yi was the person Jiang Lu specially arranged to lure him out. Since they had already accepted Hong Yi, then accepting himself should not be a problem.
But just as he was about to speak, he thought of a small problem.
Jiang Lu...it seems that he was not told what the specific script is, so how can he ensure that it won't be exposed?
Thinking of this, he first looked at Jiang Lu, and seeing that the latter had no intention of guiding him, he had to find a way to express himself, and said carefully: "Well... I think Hong Yi should have told you the details of what happened?"
"I said it." Jin Yao nodded coldly.
In the supervision room, he had no good feelings towards this frivolous guy. In addition, he joined in halfway and contributed such a heavyweight scene as soon as he appeared. Her impression of him could be said to be at a low point, and it was really difficult for her to pretend to be friendly.
"Hmm." Dong Wanggong scratched his nose and asked Hong Yi: "Did you express my request accurately? Tell me what you said now."
Until this moment, Jiang Lu finally remembered that Dong Wanggong didn't seem to know the script yet and it was an impromptu performance, so he immediately said that he was careless.
So before Hong Yi could speak, he spoke first: "She said that you are a man of destiny like us, and you were guided by heaven to send Jin Yao to Kunlun Mountain. What's going on?"
"Ah... this..." Dong Wanggong nodded: "Yes."
"What? I want to ask you what's going on." The performer pressed on, "Since we agreed to meet you, you have to be sincere and honest and tell us the whole story. Otherwise, how can we feel at ease?"
"That's... that's what Hong Yi said..."
"What did Hong Yi say? Tell me again in detail!"
"Hasn't she explained it in detail enough..."
"She is just your spokesperson. You must have some secrets that you haven't told her, right?"
"I...I think I still have some secrets that I haven't revealed, right?"
"nonsense!"
Dong Wanggong frowned.
But she obviously knows more than me...
Of course, in everyone's eyes, this distressed look showed that he was hesitating whether to tell the truth.
Fortunately, Jiang Lu spoke up again at this time: "If you have any concerns, you might as well talk to me privately first. I am the leader of our team, you can trust me."
"Ah, I really want to kick you to death."
"Trust means trust. This is a foreign language. We Tianming people usually know some foreign languages."
"My legs are so big!"
"Henan dialect is not a foreign language, it is a dialect."
"Sieg Heil!"
"Oh no! There really is a man of destiny!"
Jiang Lu was shocked. He didn't expect that Dong Wanggong had such cultural background. No wonder he wanted to attack Yuanshi Tianzun:
"Brothers, his composition is a bit complicated. Let me communicate with him privately first."
Jiang Lu pulled Dong Wanggong aside amid the astonished gazes of several people and told him the background and plot of the story he had set. After a while, Dong Wanggong finally clarified his current position.
Finally, Jiang Lu asked, "How come you know such advanced vocabulary?"
"I learned it from an old man who had fled to Fangzhu Mountain."
"What about the others?"
"He has become an immortal." Dong Wanggong replied: "His Taoist name is Bread, also known as Mark the Immortal. He should be traveling around the world now."
"It's definitely him." Jiang Lu sighed and nodded.
However, now is not the time to solve the unsolved mysteries of the world. Jiang Lu did not dwell on this little episode for too long and took Dong Wanggong back.
Knowing his own character, Dong Wanggong seemed to be reborn at this moment, and immediately began to talk about his origins in a torrent of words.
"Yes, I admit that I am also a destined person summoned from another world."
He sighed, as if he had let it go, and told everything: