Divine Conspiracy: Starting from adding points to the strongest on the surface

"Prisoner Dragon Temple! Fan Wu!!" A voice full of resentment and resentment sounded in the dark underground chamber.

"Cough cough cough..."

The speaker suddenly coughed heavily and coughed up some blood that was different from ordinary people.

If you didn't pay attention to the color of the blood, some people might think it was black blood, because the blood he coughed up was too dark.

It was accompanied by a strange fishy smell.

It makes people feel very uncomfortable if they smell it.

This is a very skinny old man with not much gray hair left on his head.

That old face like old tree bark was covered with sores one after another.

Pus is leaking from the sores.

It was vaguely possible to see that every sore on his face was moving.

There seemed to be something alive in the sore.

"Damn it! I have no grievances with Qiulongguan, so why do you, the junior from Qiulong County, get in my way time and time again?" The old man staggered to his feet, and with his movements, the marks on his skin appeared. The sores throbbed more frequently.

There was more pus coming out.

His whole body exuded a foul stench, as if he had just been fished out of a cesspool.

suddenly!

His withered face twitched, and several plump white worms emerged from the sores on his face!

After the worm emerged, it fell straight to the ground and fell into a pile of worm paste.

But he didn't care at all.

It seems like I have already gotten used to it.

The old man took faltering steps and walked to the side tremblingly.

He took out a stick of strange incense, gently twisted the head of the incense with two fingers, and the stick of incense actually ignited!

But when the incense burns, what comes out is not smoke.

But Yin Qi! !

The old man hurriedly put his nose to it, greedily inhaling the rich Yin Qi.

The pale and weak complexion gradually turned rosy, and the trembling sores on his body gradually stopped.

When the incense was halfway burning, he seemed to have thought of something, and his whole body woke up from that greedy state.

The old man's expression suddenly became panicked, and he hurriedly held half of the incense left in his hands.

He bent over and knelt down in front of a statue enshrined on the eucalyptus table in the secret room, nodding and bowing frequently like a dog slave.

It makes people wonder if he will flash his waist.

While worshiping like crazy, the old man muttered in a strange tone, fearfully and sincerely: "The most compassionate and merciful venerable person in heaven and on earth is here..."

"Disciple Xuan Xiangzi did not intentionally lose the sacrifice, nor did he intentionally not want to bring the sacrifice back, but encountered some accidents along the way."

"I sincerely ask the great merciful Lord who rescues the suffering in heaven and on earth to give this disciple a chance. The disciple promises to get the sacrifice back on that day."

"Disciple promises...Disciple promises...Please ask the Great Reverend to witness!"

"Great Mercy to save those in distress."

The words are closed.

Xuan Shizi respectfully inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and once again worshiped the statue like crazy.

He kept mumbling in his mouth.

but.

The thing he worshiped was more like an extremely abstract statue than a statue of a god.

Because it doesn't look human or divine at all.

The statue is not very big, only about three feet high.

Judging from the length of the great week...

Three feet tall and less than one meter.

The whole body of the statue is a dark copper color, and the whole body looks like strange sarcoma piled up one after another.

On top of that lump of sarcoma... was a head, and on the head was an extremely monstrous human face.

There is a swastika carved between the eyebrows of the statue's head.

There is a faint trace of weird Buddha nature.

However, the base of the statue is a Yin-Yang Bagua disk, with small inscriptions carved on the edge. If these inscriptions are translated, it is a Taoist sutra.

He is the ultimate suture monster!

At this time, Xuan Xiangzi watched nervously as the stick of incense continued to burn.

Possibly because of being too nervous, layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Until the incense burns out slowly.

Xuan Xiangzi immediately checked his body and found that nothing happened to him. He seemed relieved.

Shen Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, the Great Reverend, for giving this disciple a chance! Thank you, the Great Reverend, who rescues and rescues the suffering in heaven and on earth! The disciple will definitely bring the sacrifice back and take off the dog head of the junior named Fan Wu!"

"The disciple wants to use that guy's soul to be refined into a sacrifice! That guy is a Taoist priest in Prisoner of the Dragon Temple. If this person's soul is refined... he will definitely be able to support ten people with one!!"

After tidying up some things in the secret room, Xuan Xiangzi pulled the mechanism in the secret room.

The heavy stone door of the secret room opened, and a dim staircase appeared in front of him.

He walked up step by step.

Until he smelled the familiar smell of various rouges mixed together, Xuan Xiangzi finally relaxed completely.

Only then did he realize that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

"It's all that Fan Wu!" Xuan Xiangzi's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness and gloom: "This man destroyed my two ghosts, and also destroyed the ghost baby paper doll that I spent countless efforts refining! He even killed Bring the sacrifice I want to offer to the great lord to the county government office!"

“I’m so angry!!!”

"This boy deserves to be punished!!!"

"call……"

"call……"

He took a few deep breaths to control his emotions, and his sparse eyebrows gradually wrinkled deeper and deeper: "I have killed two ghosts and a paper man by him, and I will soon want to raise a few new ghosts. It still takes time.”

"But fortunately, in a place like Goulan, it is relatively easy to find a few suitable candidates to raise them into fierce ghosts. After all, this place is a place where Yin Qi gathers."

"In a place like Goulan Place, every once in a while, a woman with a lot of resentment will die."

"It seems that we have to look for a few more ghosts..."

He muttered to himself as he walked out, but the further he walked out, the more he felt that something was not right.

Although the county government office was haunted, it caused quite a stir in Qiulong County.

But for some ladybugs.

How can a ghost be as important as a beauty? !

And for those people in the hook column, how can ghosts be more important than making money?

For the various desires in my heart, it is absolutely impossible for a place like Goulan to close down.

Not even for a day.

But……

“It’s so quiet!!”

Xuan Xiangzi was horrified to find that the Goulan area in Qiulong County was too quiet today.

He was in the secret room before, so it was normal for him not to hear anything outside, but now that he came out, he still didn't hear anything.

That's not normal!

On weekdays, even in the middle of the night, Goulan is filled with the sounds of women meandering and dancing.

It will also be mixed with the loud nonsense of the drinkers and the obscene remarks of the ladybugs.

but now……

All of the above sounds appear!

It's eerily quiet!

Xuan Xiangzi immediately made a seal with both hands and muttered words very quickly: "The great merciful venerable person in heaven and on earth who saves the suffering, I hereby ask you to lend me your infinite power..."

However, the incantation was not finished.

A sound, like a reminder, entered Xuan Xiangzi's ears.

"Got you."

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