Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 8 Blood Sacrifice

The autumn wind is bleak, and the cold leaves are falling.

The bells for the evening prayer became louder and louder, and the worshipers left the Fox Temple one after another.

The tribute box in the temple was empty in the morning, but it became heavy at night.

In the past, the old beggar might be too exhausted to push the box, but now he is wide and fat, with all the strength in his body.The skin that was originally wrinkled due to old age has been stretched by the fat, making him look ten years younger.

The old beggar laid the tribute box on the ground and poured out the contents.Usually there are only jewelry and shell coins in the tribute box, but today he found a strange thing.

He saw a palm-sized tortoise shell, which is a piece of tortoise shell specially used for writing.This tortoise shell is not dark green in color, but was deliberately painted black with squid ink, exuding an unpleasant stench.The black tortoise shell was particularly conspicuous among the white shell coins, which made the old beggar feel uncomfortable.

The old beggar looked at the densely packed text on it, frowned, and called the little Taoist over.

The little Taoist took a look at the tortoise shell, screamed immediately, and quickly threw the tortoise shell on the ground, as if the tortoise shell suddenly caught fire.

It has been a long time since no one in the temple has heard "Fearless God of War" scream like this.Su Ji, who was drinking in the backyard, heard the sound and rushed over.Holding a wine jar in his hand, he asked drunkenly:
"What's your ghost name?"

The little Taoist's throat seemed to be blocked suddenly, and he couldn't even speak a word.The old beggar pointed to the tortoise shell on the ground. The back of the tortoise had already been soaked in cold sweat from the palm of the little Taoist priest.

Su Ji picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly woke up seven points from the drunkenness, his eyes were fixed on the tortoise shell, as if he wanted to see through the hard tortoise shell, the surprised expression on his face was exactly the same as that of the little Taoist priest.

The old beggar looked bewildered. Could it be that the tortoise shell has been cast with a spell to turn anyone who looks at it into stone?

At this time, Mr. Shancai came over.

Su Ji didn't speak, just handed him the tortoise shell in his hand.The old beggar felt that Mr. Shancai would definitely become a statue after seeing it.

However, when Mr. Shancai looked at it, his face was expressionless, and his two eyes kept rolling.

"What did you write?" the old beggar asked curiously.

Mr. Shancai put the tortoise shell into his arms calmly, and said lightly:

"Someone asked us for two things."

The old beggar asked again: "Want something? Why does he ask us for something?"

"Because he knows our identities and our secrets."

The old beggar was startled, pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked:

"What two things does he want?"

"He wants 1000 yuan in gold shells and a human head."

"Head? Whose head?"

Young Master Shancai shook his head and stopped talking.

Su Ji let out a long sigh, and answered for Mr. Shancai:
"I want your son, the head of a flower tumor."

As soon as Su Ji finished speaking, the old beggar's legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground, weeping and asking:

"It's fine if you want money, why do you want my son's life?"

Mr. Shancai said: "A few days ago, I found out that the entrance of the tunnel was opened by someone. It must be a woman who was ravaged by a tumor and learned about our details and wanted to take revenge."

The little Taoist asked tremblingly: "Wouldn't those holes be exposed! She wouldn't have told us about us?"

Su Ji replied: "If she had said it, the people of Chaoge would have killed her. Besides, exposing us may not be of any benefit to a spoiled woman. It's just..."

When the words came to a halt, Su Ji felt that his throat was suddenly dry, so he picked up the wine jar and kept drinking.

The little Taoist asked anxiously: "Say it quickly! What is it?"

Mr. Shancai followed Su Ji's words and said:

"It's just that there may be more than one person who knows our secret. A 1000-yuan gold shell can't be moved by a woman." As he spoke, he looked around and asked, "Do you see where Fengzi Empress has gone? Don't see him in the sky?

The little Taoist remembered the quarrel that day, looked at the solemn Su Ji, and said:

"He may have been scolded away. We must find him as soon as possible, and then..." the little Taoist was halfway through speaking, and suddenly couldn't continue.

Master Shancai accepted his words and said coldly:
"Then, kill him!"

The old beggar's eyes were red, he stared blankly at the few people around him, his eyes were dull, and he didn't say a word.

Just hearing a "crash", Su Ji smashed the wine jar to pieces, and the best daughter's red was sprinkled all over the floor.He shouted loudly:

"Don't forget! I have the final say here! As long as I'm still alive, no one can touch him!"

Mr. Shancai said coldly: "If you don't kill him, we will all die!"

Su Ji grabbed Mr. Shancai by the collar and shouted:
"Kill him, and the engraver will not keep the secret for us!"

"If you don't kill him, someone will definitely expose us!"

Su Ji and Mr. Shancai started arguing with each other.

At this moment, the sound of the stone slab opening suddenly came from below.

Several people looked at the entrance of the tunnel at the same time, and saw that the head of the flower tumor pushed up the stone slab.His shirtless upper body was covered with mud, and his lower body was wearing dirty linen pants. The tumor on the top of his head was scratched by the sharp stone wall, and pus and blood flowed out.

He climbed out of the hole, put the slab back in place, and said out of breath:

"The hole in the city has been blocked by me, no evidence will be left."

Su Ji looked at Huan'er, and couldn't help but think about the gift of Zicha. He didn't know whether to hate him or sympathize with him, so he handed him his daughter Hong, and said:
"Take a sip before we talk."

Huan'er didn't take the wine jar, but turned and walked towards the statue of the god Fengzi Niangniang.

There are seven rows of tall mahogany frames under the statue, and each row is filled with half-foot-high white porcelain statues of Fengzi Empress, kind and solemn, white and warm.Each base has a name written on it. These are the names of women who came to ask for a child, and there are more than a hundred people.Hua Tu'er picked up the white porcelain statue with Mrs. Wang's name written on it, and said sadly:
"I was born with a cheap life. If Ji Ge hadn't helped me keep my life, how could I be happy today? It's a pity that this good day is coming to an end! It's a good deal for a cheap life to exchange the lives of four people! "

"Wow!"

The white porcelain statue fell to the ground and was shattered. Hua Tuo'er picked up a piece of broken porcelain, tremblingly approached her throat, saying:

"Brother Ji, please take care of my father!"

Su Ji's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed forward screaming.

"brother!"

Before the lingering sound fell, the flower tumor had already cut her throat with a sharp piece of porcelain!
In an instant, the blood mist evaporated, and the bright red blood spurted out, splashing on the snow-white porcelain statues, like a little bit of cinnabar...

On the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Su Ji's nanny found a white cloth bag beside her disabled right leg.A faint fragrance of Longyan can be smelled on the bag, which is filled with golden shells.

The nanny receives such a sum of money every year, which is enough for her to spend the rest of her life in comfort.Every time she gets money, she feels both happy and scared.Because someone who can come to the door at night and deliver a fortune can also take her life at any time.

She didn't know where the money came from or who sent it, but she only knew that it happened every fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and this year was no exception.

The nanny removed her disabled right leg and held the white cloth bag in front of her.What made her feel strange was that the weight of the bag was twice as much as usual, and the white cloth bag was bulging due to the fullness of gold shells.

Besides Jin Bei, there was one more thing in the bag, a black tortoise shell.

After seeing the tortoise shell, the nurse burst into tears, crying and laughing again.What exactly she saw on the tortoise shell, no one knows.

That year, the people of Chaoge paid the most attention to the two bizarre murders that occurred in the Wang family in Chali.

First of all, Wang Laoqian, the only son of Chali Wang, disappeared for no reason. After several investigations, only one arm was found.

According to the person in charge of the search in the Dangsu Mansion, this arm was found in the cemetery under the Star Picking Platform.At that time, I was still holding a shovel in my arm, which was very strange.

According to the clues found in the cemetery, it can be deduced that Wang Laoqian once dug graves in the cemetery alone, and dug the graves of many people, as if he was looking for something good, but no one knew what he was looking for.He never mentioned it to anyone.

So far, the whereabouts of Wang Laoqian has become an unsolved case.

About ten months after Wang Laoqian disappeared, his first wife, Mrs. Wang, had not conceived for ten years and was fortunate to have a son.This makes Chaoge people very puzzled, because many people have heard that Wang Laoqian is incomplete.

However, everyone in the Wang family is happy.Chali Wang regarded this as a great happy event, but what he didn't expect was that Mrs. Wang was bleeding profusely when she gave birth, and half of the clear water was stained into a full basin of bloody water.

Although the child was saved, Mrs. Wang died due to excessive bleeding.

Seeing that the happy event turned into a funeral in an instant, Chali Wang was heartbroken, blamed the midwife for her poor work, and ordered him to be tied to a pillar and beaten.

At this moment, the servant outside the door reported that a distinguished guest came to visit.

Ordinary distinguished guests Chaliwang would never meet at this time, but when the servant said that the visitor was the good fortune son of Qingling Temple, he hurried to the door to greet him personally.

Mr. Shancai said: "This time, I came here only for one person."

"Young Master Xian, who are you?" Chali Wang asked.

"Your son."

Chali Wang asked ecstatically, "Young Master Xian, has my missing son been found?"

Mr. Shancai shook his head, and said slowly: "I'm not referring to your eldest son, but your second son..."

Chali Wang couldn't react for a while.Several generations of the Wang family were single-handed, he only had one son, Wang Laoqian, how could he have a second son?He pondered for a moment, suddenly his eyes widened, his face turned pale with shock, and he suddenly remembered that Mrs. Wang had just given birth to a boy!

Mr. Shancai smiled lightly and said, "Perhaps it should be said to be your grandson..."

Chali Wang was startled suddenly, and his expression became more and more nervous, so he could only praise in admiration:

"Young Master Xian has never seen my doll before, but he knows whether he is a man or a woman. You are really a god!"

Mr. Shancai shook his head and said, "It's not my supernatural power, it's just because Mr. Hu said something first."

"What is the master's order?"

"Master Fox said that the offspring of the Wang family are the reincarnation of the soul boy. If you can send it to Master to practice on your ninth birthday, you will surely achieve great things in the future."

After Mr. Shancai finished speaking, King Chali kowtowed happily and said:

"Thank you, master, for your pity. The old man will send his grandson to the temple on time, without delay."

Young Master Shancai nodded, got up and walked out lightly.When he crossed the first threshold, he saw the midwife tied to a stone pillar, so he sighed:
"The mother of the soul boy sacrificed blood to the mortal body. This is destined, so why blame others."

Chali Wang suddenly realized, and quickly ordered his servants to untie the midwife from the pillar.The midwife bowed three times in front of Mr. Shancai, and then rushed away from the door.

Seeing her limping back disappearing through the door, Mr. Shancai smiled lightly.

　As of this chapter, the initial plot has basically come to an end, and the next chapter is about to enter a small climax, and the mysteries in the previous article will be revealed one by one!Stay tuned!
　　
　
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