The Lord who use immortals as food

"This son of a bitch did it on purpose!" Feng Zhi said with a gloomy face and spit on the ground.

Everyone is clearly aware of this.

The murderer could seriously injure Lin Lin with one palm, and of course he could kill him at will, but he deliberately made the dying father watch in despair as his daughter was brutally devoured, and then left him to this evil beast.

Pei Ye knelt down and took a closer look. The traces left by this beast were stingy. Even the clearest path leading to Lin Lin was very vague. Fortunately, the rain had weakened in the early morning, otherwise I might not have been able to leave even this trace.

The paw print is slightly larger than the sole of his own foot, and the shape of the palm is slightly like a triangle, with four finger claws extending out, three in front and one in the back. And for some reason, Pei Ye always felt that the shapes of these paw prints were inconsistent, as if they were changing. Looking along, it seems like... it's getting bigger and bigger?

Chang Zhiyuan tilted his head and asked: "Where is the direction it left?"

"It's the weirdest thing, we can't find any trace of it coming or going."

"What do you mean?" Chang Zhiyuan frowned.

"The footprints of the criminals extend all the way to the river. They must have escaped by boat. The river runs in two directions, out of the city and into the city. We can trace it. But the beast didn't leave any paw prints, as if he had finished committing the crime. Then he disappeared out of thin air...or, he didn't leave here at all."

The last half of the sentence made both of them tremble, but looking around, it was bright and bustling with businessmen, and there was nothing waiting for an opportunity to move.

Feng Zhi raised his hand and pointed: "Look, to the south is the county seat, to the west is a large river beach, and to the east and north are dirt roads and fields. After the heavy rain, it was all mud. But the paw prints only appeared here. I really I wonder where this beast went?"

Pei Ye suddenly said: "What if it flies?"

Feng Zhi was stunned, touched his beard and said: "That's not right! It rained heavily yesterday, and for fear of damaging the crops, many people went to the fields to drain water early this morning. It would be daylight by then. If there was There’s nothing anyone can’t see when things fly over the fields.”

The few people thought for a while and had no idea, so they put down this section. Pei Ye squatted down and looked through the only long pajamas several times, frowned and said, "Two adults, something is not right."

"What's wrong?"

Pei Ye pointed out: "The other three people only wore obscene clothes. The animal claws can easily tear the clothes to the ground, so it is not unusual for the person to disappear completely and the clothes to remain completely. But the deceased was wearing You are wearing long clothes and long trousers, why do you look like this?"

Feng Zhi's pupils shrank, and he understood what Pei Ye meant: Monsters don't eat people like people eat oranges. They peel off the skin completely before eating. A monster that swallows the skin and bones alive will leave the clothes intact. Down? How come this pajamas contains only blood stains and no scraps of flesh and bone?

An image with hairs standing on end appeared in his mind: the victim's whole body turned into a pool of ointment, being sucked up by the unknown beast like bees eating dew.

This imagination was so horrifying that Feng Zhi twisted his huge body slightly without opening his mouth.

At this time, a sound of horse hoofbeats stopped outside the forest. Several people looked and saw Shen Yanping dismounting from his horse and walking over quickly, holding a book in his hand.

"Everyone, I have found that familiar feeling." The inspector's face was a little pale and his voice was gentle. He said before he came over, "That mark is indeed a harbinger of victimization."

Chang Zhiyuan said: "What is the proof?"

Shen Yanping took a breath and recited in a slow voice: "When the spirit is good, I will write it down, and the turtle will say auspicious, and in three days, I will become an immortal."

Chang Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes: ""Yu Feng·Ling has some good points"."

Feng Zhi's action of stroking his beard suddenly stopped, and he looked straight into space.

Only Pei Ye looked around in confusion: "May I ask some adults, what does this mean?"

Chang Zhiyuan said warmly: "The legend is a poem handed down from the ancient Yu Dynasty. It says that whoever the gods like will draw a mark on his forehead. The divination says that this is a good thing, and the chosen person will be able to make it within three days. Become an immortal."

Pei Ye subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead.

God? A god who existed from the Yu Dynasty six thousand years ago to the present?

"Hehe..." Feng Zhi gritted his teeth and sneered, "The price of this 'like' is really tragic."

Shen Yanping whispered: "Elders like young children, and tigers and wolves also 'like' young children."

Chang Zhiyuan frowned and thought for a while, then turned to the other two people and said, "Speaking of this, I also remembered it. I remember that during the Han Dynasty, an alchemist named Du made a small annotation for this poem, which seemed to record a ritual. . Later, Hu Ye from Jin Dynasty suspected that it was half-true and half-false, so when he compiled it, he classified it into the category of strange things."

Feng Zhi shook his head and said he had no impression.

Shen Yanping held up the book and said, "Yes! It's Du Wuzhen's "Three Dynasties Poetry Notes". He said that the ceremony was used to sacrifice the gods. In three days, the lives and flesh of twelve people, one, four, and seven, were taken. To feed the gods.”

He lowered his brows and said, "But that's all we have for the time being. I dug out all Du Wuzhen's books, and I'm still checking out the rest."

Feng Zhi suddenly realized: "That's right! Yesterday there was only one person. This time the targets of these criminals were four people. However, this kid succeeded in saving himself. The other party went to catch Lin Jue temporarily to make up for the loss, but this alarmed Lin Lin."

"There is a problem. Little brother Pei had already left the north gate at that time. Why didn't the murderer come to arrest him, but went to Mr. Lin's house further away?"

Pei Ye raised his head, this was also the question he had been thinking about.

I just killed two 'kidnappers'. Since they could find me at the beginning, why didn't they continue to send more powerful people to catch me?

"Perhaps, after this kid wakes up, he will no longer be the target of the 'god'?"

Several people looked at the fire talisman still shining on Pei Ye's forehead, and unanimously gave up this guess.

Shen Yanping thought: "It is not the murderer who selects the target, but the 'gods'. The perpetrator has no decision-making power. After little brother Pei woke up, his 'tie' with this ritual was severed, and the murderer asked for a new order. Select, 'God' didn't choose him again for some reason, but chose Lin Jue."

Didn't you choose me again?

Pei Ye thought blankly, and the dream from last night suddenly came back to his mind.

He had no memory of how he got out of the city from his home, but the dream of chasing him away with Chi was still vivid in his mind.

"I will help you get rid of this 'god's favor' tonight." Chi's words seemed to ring in his ears.

Pei Ye didn't think about it at all, he just regarded it as a usual dream, thinking that he might have kicked a piece of gravel, or he might have woken up from pain in his chest and abdomen.

Because this is indeed far from the mountain city boy's understanding of the world.

Among Pei Ye's past fantasies about the outside world, the most magnificent was "Maybe there really is a warlock in the world who can control fire and water."

But now he believed that there really was a divine dragon entering his dream. This experience will make the young man fall into deep self-doubt - in the face of this kind of power, are the fists and swords he practices really of any use?

But when I think about it, the appearance of the mythical beast is clear and detailed, just before my eyes, and what it says is seamlessly connected with the real world.

More importantly, if there is anything that can make him disappear from the sight of the so-called gods, it will obviously not be his fists and kicks that killed those two people, but more likely the black chi that can enter people's dreams.