All The People Are Monstrous: In Order To Tame Demons, Do You Eat Them Raw?

"Captain Yang Wei, as well as the seniors of the [Apocalypse], I have been waiting for you for a long time, welcome to Linjiang City."

Xu Huang sorted out his mood and politely stretched out his hand to shake hands with Yang Wei, who was walking in the front.

The person called Yang Wei was the scruffy man who walked in the front.

"Hello, hello."

Facing Xu Huang's enthusiasm, Yang Wei grinned, showing a row of yellow teeth, and shook hands with Xu Huang simply.

The others, on the other hand, directly ignored Xu Huang, who wanted to shake hands with themselves, or looked at Xu Huang with indifference and disgust, looking around.

Xu Huang's face was a little suffocated, he had long heard that the people of [Apocalypse] were very arrogant, and when he saw it today, he really deserved his name.

Although embarrassed, he did not dare to be angry, after all, the [Apocalypse] of the people was much stronger than the [Light Strange Society].

Compared with others, Yang Wei is quite grounded.

"Is everything arranged?"

Yang Wei grabbed Xu Huang's shoulder, handed a cigarette over, and squeezed his eyebrows.

"Hard work brother, it should have been firing in the middle of the night, haha, and let you come over specifically."

Xu Huang didn't think he was really as kind as he was on the surface.

This guy can become the leader of the [Sacrifice Squad].

It is definitely more terrifying than the few guys with weird energy horror on their bodies in the back.

"What our president of the new moon arranged, I will definitely do."

"The venue has been laid out for you, and everyone else has been emptied."

"From now on, this hotel will only be a few of you, no one will disturb you, and I will be in the café next to it, please feel free to contact if you have anything."

Xu Huang said politely.

Yang Weiwei smiled: "Okay, when the busy is over, drink a big drink together, I will treat you."

Xu Huang said politely.

Withdrew from the hotel.

Xu Huang glanced at the gloomy white Spirit Hall furnishings in the hotel out of the corner of his eye, and then thought of these puzzle tricks, and a touch of fear and regret emerged in his heart.

......

Cafe.

A touch of clothes Shengxue, wearing a pure white spinning blouse, Jiang Xinyue is looking down at a latte, wide sleeves hanging down, her eyes are as clear as water, delicate and white as condensed fat, her whole body reveals an extremely noble breath, and there is a wistful smile on her face.

"Done?"

Xu Jiao sat down, and Wu Zi was still a little indignant: "Yes, President Jiang... I really don't understand why we should help. Although the [Apocalypse] is powerful, but far away in Linjiang City, their hands... It doesn't necessarily beat us!

"You know they're dealing with [Nightfall]."

Speaking of this, a touch of respect flashed under Xu Huang's eyes.

The president is really awesome, [Apocalypse] The gang just got off the plane, she used some strange means she didn't know to understand people's intentions.

Even looking at Yang Wei's reaction just now, Xu Huang was sure that they were completely unaware.

Jiang Xinyue calmly stirred the coffee: "It's okay, they can't make it."

"How could you have so much confidence in [Nightfall]?" Xu Huang gritted his teeth, a little worried, "They are puzzle tricks, once the [Memorial Ceremony] is completed, the weirdness of LV9 is not their opponent." "

Even if it is rumored that [Nightfall] has more than one weird body, but the other party has a strange vaccine that can prevent reverse infection, [Nightfall] can only be stripped out by the sacrifice call, under the suppression of the [Memorial Ceremony], the weird invited by the sacrifice can only exert three percent of the ability, how is it possible... Bear the [Sacrifice] puzzle trick.

Jiang Xinyue smiled: "I don't think [Nightfall] can withstand the [Sacrifice Ceremony]." The existence of a tricky vaccine is indeed quite tricky.

"Then what did you say..." Xu Jiao was puzzled.

Jiang Xinyueguan smiled and drank the coffee: "Because I am here."

Her beautiful eyes fell into the void, shining with a shining meaning.

......

Among the hotels.

Jiang Xinyue arranged for the members of the [Apocalypse] to live here.

At this time, the customers in the hotel have been driven away.

The members of the Apocalypse stand in the lobby of the hotel.

The hall had been arranged into a spiritual hall at this time at the request of the members of the [Apocalypse] in advance.

At this time, the hall resembles an ancient temple, with a picture painted with bloody paint that is terrifying to the soul in the center, and a picture frame on the table.

The empty space in the frame is eye-catching.

On the surface of the table, however, are engraved with symbols that have not been seen in any literature, and even if it is impossible to discern what kind of name these symbols and words belong to.

But it can also make everyone who sees it feel the fear of being suddenly released from the depths of the gene.

On both sides of the strange picture frame, two miserable white red candles are placed.

The red candle was not lit.

The red candle body makes people feel familiar with the scene seen on some oriental ancient books.

One by one, out of nowhere, they rolled up in the air.

Some whispers are like the lamentations of Satan in hell.

It's like singing an elegy.

Three men and two women were standing in front of the stage of the Spirit Hall.

Chanting words in your mouth, meditating heavily, and praying intently!

In the air, an otherworldly smell was instantly filled.

An unknown mysterious force is filling the air, like a basin of sewage, pouring out everyone's hearts, making the hearts of all those present full of fear and horror.

After the prayer is over.

Three men and two women opened their eyes at the same time.

"It's time, it's time to get started."

Qin Ziming's eyes flashed with essence, and he spoke, then looked around and frowned: "By the way, where did the captain go?"

Wei Xiang Hanlan said: "Captain Yang Wei has other tasks, after all, Linjiang City... But there is a hidden baby, and it is a [nightfall] that deals with a small broken place, and he is not needed at all, let us deal with it ourselves.

"Really? What did you do? Why didn't you tell us? "

I was in a hurry when I went, saying that I was looking for a tricky baby and doing a big thing."

Han Lan explained that when Yang Wei left yesterday, he only spoke to Han Lan alone.

"Yes, okay, we can do it without a captain."

Although the captain was gone, they did not put Qin Ye in their eyes and began their own movements.

The others divided up their work in an orderly manner and began to move one by one.

Qin Ziming, a slyly photograph, stood at the front of the crowd, holding an ancient book.

The books record the entire process of this ceremony.

The pale yellow dry wrinkled books are full of mottled traces of time, as if they have been sealed in dust for many years.

Turn the page.

The upper show is dissatisfied with all kinds of dark red text of unknown origin.

The text is crooked, like a ghost drawing of something.

However, Qin Ziming could understand it.

[The first step of the memorial ceremony is to make a posthumous photo with blood and put it in the photo frame of the shrine platform.]

As Qin Ziming's voice fell.

After harnessing the tricky photo, he took a step forward directly, and his thoughts moved!

In his hand, an old camera appeared.

If it weren't for the camera's lens, there was a red glow.

It is expected that this should be something that should be retired.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Ziming directly bit the tip of his tongue!

The tip of the tongue broke, and blood began to gush wildly.

But Qin Ziming didn't blink his eyebrows, and with a mouthful of blood, he directly spit on the tricky camera!

Weird!

After the blood fell on the tricky camera, it did not slip.

Instead, it is as if it has fallen on a sponge and is quickly absorbed.

Click!

The camera made a noise.

Sand –

with a mechanical sound coming out.

A photo, washed out by a tricky camera!

The photo is black and white, and it is printed with a handsome young man.

At first glance, it was Qin Ye!

Previously, he used his ability to take strange photos, with the help of camera equipment around Qin Ye's place, to photograph Qin Ye's figure and establish a strange medium.

The corners of Qin Ziming's mouth proudly curved, and then put Qin Ye's portrait into the photo frame.

At this point, the first step is to put the photograph on the table of worship, and it is complete.

Qin Ye is obviously still alive.

Now the posthumous photos are on the table, which looks very penetrating.

On top of the posthumous photo, there is also a trace of red blood.

I don't know whether these blood stains were just spit out by Qin Ziming or oozed out from the posthumous photos.

When Qin Ziming finished everything, he took a few steps back and opened the ancient book.

[The second step, people light candles, ghosts burn incense, please do not make any noise during the whole process, otherwise the memorial ceremony will be destroyed.]

Another man and woman came up.

One was Liu Tian, the sinister of the candle, this person was silent and had no sense of existence, and when they first saw Xu Tian, they hadn't even spoken.

It's hard to detect.

There is another one, it is Hanlan, the wielding of sophistication.

Liu Tian's thoughts moved, and the strangeness on his body was awakened.

I saw the tip of his finger whizz, and a twisted and strange flame burst out.

Then he put the flame on the red candle wick and roasted it!

First a puff of smoke rose, and then flames lit on the candles, dancing in the air without wind, as if a demon from hell was twisting his body.

Han Lan also took a step forward, awakened the strange ability, three sticks of incense appeared in her hand, she lit the strange incense, and the strange incense wafted a faint smoke.

It's shocking.

Although the incense seems to be burning, it is not!

Because there is only smoke, but no incense ash that appears after burning!

He then inserted three sticks of incense into the altar of incense placed in front of the statue.

The two of them were familiar with the whole process, and there was no movement at all.

Apparently they have performed this ritual many times.

In the past, they have succeeded.

This time, it is definitely no exception.

[In the third step, when the candle is lit, the smoke of the incense will be guided, and the kowtow must kneel and pray with both hands, waiting for the ceremony to come. [

Remember, the kowtow on the way must not be disturbed by any outside world, do not let him be infected, otherwise, all efforts will eventually disappear! ]

The treacherous kowtow knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed for something, and chanted some obscure mantras in his mouth.

The candlelight jumps, like under the dark night sky, the dancing burning man, dotting the light, guiding a path to other places.

The scent followed the road and began to float in that direction in an orderly manner.

Finally, the smoke fell on the forehead of the treacherous kowtow.

And so on and forth.

Gradually, Gao Mingqiang's forehead began to change from white to dark black, and finally to deep black!

The scent blackened his forehead.

Qin Ziming glanced at Zhou Ying again.

Zhou Ying immediately noticed, nodded, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the strangeness on his body suddenly revived.

In her hand, a needle appeared.