Miao Jiang Gu affair

The curtain was blown by the wind, and I saw 21 dark brown pottery urns in the space behind. very small.Also, a woman's head is exposed on each of them.

Human shit!

Such a word came to my mind instantly, and then the silent sadness on Gu Lili's face spread to my chest.These women in pottery urns are not beautiful, but they all look young. Their hair is black and shiny, combed neatly, and then scattered behind their heads. I don’t know what method Sakurang used. The faces of the women There was an abnormal rosy color on his face, and there was a joyful blur in his eyes, as if he was enjoying something.However, even so, I can still feel the resentment in my heart floating in this space.

The cry came from the mouths of Wu Wulun's soldiers.

These soldiers who had fought in battle and were used to seeing dead people suddenly saw such a terrifying and evil thing, their hairs stood on end, their concentration was low, and they even made a sound.I felt that my whole body became so heavy, and I walked slowly towards the altar in the center, where there was a large copper tripod with a simple style, as if I had seen it somewhere.There is a burning flame inside the cauldron, making a beeping sound, and a strange aroma.

Wu Wulun smelled it, then turned to look at the black-robed masked man, who shook his head and said it was all right, the oil in it was human oil. <The obtained oil is of better quality, with clear color and delicate touch, and is sold to foreign groups to make high-end cosmetics to raise funds; while the oil above 0c is used to ignite the fire of the altar and attract the gods in the sky.

My brows twitched, and I couldn't help feeling a strong hatred for the Sakurang organization in my heart.

For such a perverted organization, destruction is its best way back, right?

I subconsciously took two steps back, my uncle reached out and patted my shoulder, motioning me to look around.Wu Wulun's subordinates are extremely capable. After a short period of surprise, they began to search around the room. The masked men in black robes said that these people were medicine tools for summoning Xiao Heitian, so Wu Wulun wanted to destroy them and prevent them from existing. , to solve from the root cause.However, the black-robed masked man stopped him, saying that once these women die, they will instantly condense their resentment to the peak, and there is a high chance of summoning that guy, so not only can't kill them, but we also need to prevent them from dying.

Wu Wulun's face turned black, asking how to kill that little Heitian in the cradle of birth?

The black-robed masked man calmed down, walked slowly to the altar, kicked the bronze tripod away with one foot, then asked someone to bring a big cover to seal the tripod, turned around and smiled, and asked the question It's actually very simple, as long as the arrangement of the altar is destroyed, everything will be fine.Sure enough, after the flame of the copper tripod was extinguished, the temperature in the room rose instead, and the woman in the pottery urn, although her eyes were still closed, showed a painful expression on her face.I was worried about the safety of the miscellaneous hair path, so I went over and asked Wu Wulun, where is the place where people are locked up?If Sakurang's people were insane and killed everyone they captured, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Although Wu Wulun was anxious to go to the blood pool, he nodded in agreement after hearing what I said, and looked at the masked man in black.The masked man said it was at the end of the West Corridor, but it's best to act together, you know, Shanzang and the others are still hiding in the dark and watching.I insisted on rescuing Zamao Xiaodao first, and Wu Wulun agreed with me, and arranged for five soldiers to accompany me to rescue people. Xiong Ming was with me, and the uncle who had performed well just now was kept as a hostage by him.

We all agreed to this arrangement. After leaving this door, we hurried to the west corridor, while Wu Wulun and the others had to go through the back door of this white room and go to the warehouse to destroy the blood pool.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart. I ran with Xiong Ming and other six people through the empty west corridor. When I came to the end, a soldier kicked the door open. The precise burst shot hit the head and fell down.When I saw the people, I felt at ease. I saw that the room was a bit bigger, with all kinds of wooden furniture and old iron cabinets. Xiong Ming ran to the corpses of the two people, leaned over and took out a bunch of keys, and then He ran to the iron door on the west side of the room and opened the lock on the door.

As soon as the door opened, a cry was heard.

Two soldiers were guarding the door with guns, and I and others rushed into the door. Sure enough, this is really a prison cell, just like our cell, it is also a wide stone hall, with the same stone hall erected in the middle. The difference is that there are more than 30 women locked at the end of the chain on the stone pillar.These women were all haggard and dirty, some had dull eyes, some were crying frantically, but as soon as we walked in, all the voices were condensed and turned into cautious peeps.

These women come from different sources. Some have local faces, some are Chinese, some are blond and blue-eyed, and women with Indian faces.

The only thing they have in common is that when they look at us, there is a kind of fear from the heart.

When we revealed our identities, these women all cried together, and it was very lively. Naturally, someone took the key to unshackle them, and I followed the wall and looked for the cells in the dark, wanting to see Is there a miscellaneous path?However, I still did not find the figure of the prodigal son, but found a few Taiwanese girls locked in a single room.After a round of inspections, we rescued nearly forty women of different nationalities, but there were still no miscellaneous trails. This matter made me extremely stressed.

When I was about to go out, Xiong Ming stopped me.

He was supporting a young woman dressed as the Miao family, and told me that this was the missing girl from their village.With a serious face, he said that the cultists outside had not been purged, and they could not be allowed to go out for the time being, otherwise it would be very dangerous.He suggested leaving two soldiers to guard here with him, and asked me to go back and report first.I looked at the chaotic room. Several women were out of their minds. As soon as they were free, they ran out the door regardless of the call, and were kicked back. After discussing with these five soldiers, I will take three soldiers back and report to the main force.

Some women thought we were going to abandon them and wanted to follow, but were scared back by Xiong Ming holding a gun.

Turning back to the west corridor of the white altar room, I passed a room, and suddenly felt a very familiar voice calling me. I couldn’t describe this feeling, like a friend I hadn’t seen for a long time, saying hello to me.I didn't think much about it at all, I just kicked the door open according to my intuition, and there were actually two people inside, dressed as followers of Sakurang's religion. The one in front, and then the gunshots around him immediately rang out, beating the two men into a sieve, leaving flesh and blood all over the place.

Looking at the bodies of these two guys, I sighed in my heart: This is the power of the country. No matter how powerful these two people are, their flesh and blood cannot stop the power of bullets.Look at the development of Taoism in China, no matter how powerful it is, most of them have hidden their bodies and shrunk after liberation.

I didn't continue to look at the two dead people, but went straight to one of the large rows of cabinets on the left side of the room, reached out and pulled the lock on it, and it broke, revealing a lot of fragments inside, and inside, There are things I lost before: the stun mirror and the statue sculpture of the scatter path.Seeing these two things, I couldn't help but burst into tears. My mother, this is actually the warehouse where Sakuron puts the loot. If it wasn't for the mirror spirit in the shaking mirror calling me, I really missed it.I also found my backpack in the corner with my ID in it.

The character is so good, I excitedly stuffed all these things into the bag, looked around the room, to see if I could find some powerful magic tools——my mirror knew it was a treasure, since they Putting it here shows that there should be many good things here.

However, just when I was about to be a gentleman on the beam, there was a strange cry from a distance, which made people tense up in an instant.

The sound came from the white room where the large army was staying just now. When the three soldiers next to me heard it, they yelled at me, and then rushed over there along the corridor.I didn't know what happened. I didn't care about the things in the room, so I ran outside with my bag on my back, and hurriedly followed. Soon, we came to the door of the white room again.Seeing that the door was ajar, and there was an unspeakable coldness spreading inside, the three soldiers looked at me and you, all hesitant.

I tied my hands in the outer mudra, secretly chanted the Vajrasattva Samantabhadra mantra, calmed down, and kicked open the door. In an instant, a gloomy cold air flowed through my body like an electric current.In front of our eyes, there were a dozen or so soldiers lying in disorder on the ground, their bodies were covered with a layer of white frost, and a thin man with a bamboo pole was holding a Gabala bowl and struggling with a cloud of white air .

This Gabala bowl is actually a container made of the skull of a dead person. He held it in his hand, and his movements became more and more sluggish.

Other than that, no one else.

I rushed forward in a few steps, and suddenly found the women in the pottery urns behind the white curtain. They had opened their eyes, all of them were blood-like red, and there were blood and tears under the eyes.The most important thing is that all of them had weird smiles on their faces, and they uttered a mournful cry beyond language—the women's tongues were all cut off, how did this sound come out?

woo woo woo woo……