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Volume 1 Anchang City God Chapter 256 Sacrifice

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    After eating and drinking, Fang Ming seemed to sigh with satisfaction. He saw that the old man was just drinking wine, occasionally picking up a few dried beans and the like to eat, but he didn't move a chopstick to the chicken soup. He couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you use it?"  ?¡± ¡°Hey! This is your life-saving meal. How dare the old man steal it from you?¡± The old man looked up with a mixture of pity, ferocity, and indifference in his eyes.  ¡ö¡ü??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Fang Ming was "shocked", and then he felt dizzy, and seemed to have passed out.  "Hehe! Old Xutou is really lucky. With this, our village's share will be enough for this month!" A sinister voice sounded.  "Why is it that everyone who comes has to be treated to meat and wine? This is such a waste! Tsk tsk I haven't smelled the smell of meat for a long time!" Someone seemed to be complaining.  "I'm going to die for you, why don't you treat me to a meal of wine and meat? When I become a dead ghost, I won't come to haunt you!" "Hehe Uncle, you lied to me. Where can there be people who are eaten alive by ghosts?  Ghosts can be done" Fang Ming pretended to be unconscious and heard many voices. It seemed that they were all lying in wait and had been planning for a long time.  "What are you still nagging about? Hurry up and tie the man up and send him to the dungeon. Tonight is the time of delivery. Hey, with this man, our village will have enough people. We don't need to raise more people from our own family!" "Old man!  Xu Tou is right! Come on! Help me!" Several big men took out the hemp ropes and tied up the unconscious scholar on the ground with skillful methods. It seemed that this was not the first time they had done this.  The big man tied up Fang Ming, then worked together to carry him to another place, sneered, closed the door and left.  As the door closes.  It suddenly went dark inside.  Fang Ming opened his eyes, like stars.  You can see mud walls on all sides.  There is moisture and the smell of grass and wood.  It seems to be a cellar.  Besides Fang Ming, there were also several breathing sounds around, presumably from the previous victims.  "How can the sacrifices needed by evil spirits be chickens and ducks? Only living people who are angry can satisfy their needs!" Fang Ming sighed.  I already have some understanding of the practices of the villagers here.  They submit human sacrifices to the Fengdu ghost town every month in exchange for the peace of the village and to help the ghosts.  He even doesn¡¯t hesitate to frame innocent people!  "Actually, in the final analysis, they are all a bunch of poor people!" Fang Ming sighed as he thought of the numb faces of the people in the village.  "Is the delivery day tonight? I just want to sneak into Fengdu City for a visit!" When Fang Ming heard that Shi Longjie was encircling the Jiutian Xuannv Sect, his first reaction was that the Fengdu ghost army would also take action. The defense here was empty, so it was just the right time to take action!  Fengdu is Shi Longjie¡¯s secret base camp. It is usually not only guarded by an army of fierce ghosts, but also the wife of the Ghost King of Fengdu. It is difficult to sneak in without being discovered.  Although I have visited the entire Fengdu City.  If Shi Longjie was not around, no one would be Fang Ming's opponent, but once he was held back, Shi Longjie would come with his flying cavalry.  At that time, the army will be surrounded, the dragon energy will suppress it in the Yang world, and the ghost king and the army will take action in the underworld.  Fang Ming had no choice but to be chased all the way out of Yizhou.  The breathing around him was very low, and it seemed that the owner was also in a coma.  I don¡¯t know how many poisonous drugs were given to her.  "I wonder what that black guy is like? Don't cause any trouble and disrupt my plan!" Fang Ming thought about this.  A golden light emitted from the hand and turned into a golden butterfly: "Go! Tell the black guy, as long as he is not disemboweled and cooked in a pot, he can only act like a donkey and cannot resist!" The golden butterfly nodded and flashed.  It disappeared into the earth wall.  Seeing this, Fang Mingcai lowered his head with satisfaction, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for action tonight.  Time passed unknowingly, the sun set in the west, the cold wind suddenly rose, and it was already night. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  !  The cellar door opened from the outside, and Old Xu took the lead, shouting from time to time: "Hurry up! Hurry up, move the sacrifices to the end of the village for adults to collect!" "I'll count them at the door, don't miss them!" "Hey,  We know!" Dozens of big men agreed and lifted up Fang Ming and other captured pedestrians. After passing them in front of Old Xu Tou, they were carried out of the cellar.  "One, two, threenine, ten! That's the right number! Carry it away!" Old Xu drank.  At this time, at the exit of the village, there was a dense crowd of people. The whole village, regardless of men, women, old and young, were all present.  At the front, Lao Xutou and a few big men stood, next to Fang Ming and those who were stunned.  Now that they are stimulated by the cold wind, a few of them wake up, shouting and cursing about seeking wealth and killing, and wishing to die a good death.  Old Xu frowned and said, "Tell themWhat should I do if I block it and disturb the adults for a while?  "    "hey-hey!  "A few big men stepped forward and blocked the prisoner's mouth with black rags and other objects. The prisoner burst into tears and whined. "Because Fang Ming was more honest, he and the few people around him who were not awake yet.  No need to be silenced. Looking around, there were still several children huddled in their parents¡¯ arms, squeezing in, as if there was something terrible outside. ¡°It¡¯s coming!  "With a thought, Fang Ming discovered the person coming. "Whew!!!" There was a gust of evil wind on the ground, flying sand and rocks. The villagers couldn't help but close their eyes. When they opened them again, there were already several more figures on the field. "  It's a big man, wearing a black suit, with a beard all over his face. There are more than a dozen black shadows behind him, all of them are translucent, and his face can't be seen clearly. "Yeah!  Just send out a team to receive sacrifices, and there will be an evil ghost with more than a dozen fierce ghosts. These ferocious spirits have been accumulated for hundreds of years, and they have accumulated a lot!  " In this world, as long as the ghosts that have eaten people can be called fierce ghosts, then there are the fierce ghosts. During the day, there are only a few wisps of black energy, but at night, you can barely see the shadow of people. " The fierce ghosts are the elite among ghosts, who can use the dark energy.  The ability to transform weapons, armor and other objects is extraordinary. The evil ghost can appear in the daytime, and it is extremely powerful! At this point, the yin pole generates yang, and the appearance is the ghost king.  "But Fang Ming knows that the ghost king is not different from the mortals in appearance, but he is actually a ghost! He is even worse than he is now. Only when he reaches the ghost emperor can he transform his body at will!"  Commander Zhang, it turns out you are here this time, great, last time" Old Xu's eyes lit up when he saw the evil man, and he stepped forward to establish a relationship. The two started talking here.  "Old Xutou, our friendship is a friendship. If there are not enough sacrifices, a certain family will not be able to save you!  "At the end, I heard Commander Zhang say in a cold voice. "These sacrifices are all dedicated to His Majesty the Ghost King. How dare you neglect me? How dare you neglect me!"  " "Look, the people here are all young people, full of vigor and vitality. I'm sure His Majesty will like them!  "Old Xutou came to a prisoner, pried open the prisoner's mouth, and exposed his teeth, as if he were looking at an animal. "Yeah!  good!  good!  "The evil general nodded repeatedly. "Your old Xucun's sacrifice this time is very good. A certain family will share it equally for you!  " "Thank you, sir!  Thank you sir!  "Old Xu Tou was overjoyed and drank towards the back: "Why are you still standing there in a daze?  Hurry up and pack the prisoners and send them to the adults!  "    "good!  "The farmer put Fang Ming and several others into a black sack, tied the mouth of the bag tightly, and handed it to the attendant behind Commander Zhang. After the handover was completed, Old Xu Tou rubbed his hands and smiled: "Commander Zhang, look!  They are all young people, and the number is right. The tokens for next month" "Haha A certain family knew you were going to say this!  "The evil ghost general laughed, took out a ghost head token from his arms, and threw it to Old Xu Tou. "Hang it at the head of the village according to the old rules, and no ghosts will come to harass it next month!  " "Thank you, sir!  Thank you sir!  "Old Xu hurriedly caught the token and put it away, and quickly bowed and saluted. "A certain family is just doing business. Okay, Lao Xu Village has enough offerings for this month. Don't delay next month, otherwise there will be only  Caught from your village!  "The big man smiled ferociously and called to his men: "My sons, let's go!  "The ghosts commanded Black Wind, set up sacks, and headed down to the village. "Hoo!  Finally gone!  "Old Xu Tou wiped the cold sweat on his head: "I am scared to death of this old heart. Every time I deal with them, I always feel cold. At least I will lose a few years" He looked at the villagers behind him and said, "Okay.  !  It¡¯s okay!  Everyone, go back and go to bed early!  When you go out to work tomorrow, if any fat sheep pass by, don't let them go" When the villagers saw that the evil ghost had left, they were also very angry and turned back to their homes to rest. "Old Xu Tou looked at this scene, and finally there was no one around him.  When he was standing alone, he sighed: "Oh when will this day come to an end" Fang Ming's body was stooped, and he seemed to have aged several years, but his consciousness was flowing out.  Watching Commander Zhang's every move outside, Commander Zhang went to a few more villages to collect sacrifices, ranging from ten people in small villages to fifteen to twenty in large villages.  No matter how the village chief begged, Zhang Zhang remained unmoved and ordered his subordinates to capture the villagers.The young and strong make up the numbers.  "The villagers knew that if they resisted, the village would be massacred. If they didn't resist, only a few people would die. It depends on fate. Except for the young and strong family members who were kidnapped, the rest of the people were not particularly sad and seemed to have become numb.  Five or six villages were taken in, and hundreds of people were sacrificed. At this time, Heifeng, the envoy of Commander Zhang, was a little exhausted. Commander Zhang stopped collecting them and started to turn around.  Along the way, we also met many evil ghost generals, and they gradually gathered together.  At the end, there was a black torrent that stretched for miles, carrying hundreds of sacrifices and heading towards Fengdu City.  "The harvesters are back!" On the wall of Fengdu, several ghost soldiers saw this and shouted loudly.  There was a commotion at the city gate. The city gate with ghost heads painted on both sides slowly opened, and a black torrent poured in.  "Today's harvest is good, everyone can have a full meal!" "Hey, who says it's not! Great joy! Great joy!" "Since entering troubled times, the harvest has greatly increased, and you can have enough to eat every time. I hope that troubled times will never happen.  It would be better to end it too early" Fang Ming could hear ghosts whispering through the sack.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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