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Chapter 1 Resurrection of the Dead, Rebirth of the Worship God

Chapter 1 Resurrection of the Dead and Rebirth of the Sacrificial Gods

Author: Just a little demon in the mortal world

Chapter 1 Resurrection of the Dead and Rebirth of the Sacrificial Gods

"The Natural Resources and Planning Bureau of Dachang City and the Municipal Meteorological Bureau jointly issued a yellow warning for geological disasters and meteorological risks at 08:00 on May 30. It is predicted that within 24 hours, due to the influence of rainfall, the risk of geological disasters in Dachang City will be greater, reaching a yellow warning."

"The Dachang Meteorological Observatory upgraded the rainstorm warning signal to red at 08:00 on May 31: the cumulative rainfall has reached more than 160 millimeters, and the risk of disaster is extremely high. Residents of the city are requested to take special precautions."

"The heavy rain in Dachang City lasted for 38 hours. This rainfall is unprecedented in a century. Landslides, house collapses, and rivers burst their banks. It is initially estimated that there are more than 1,000 missing citizens. Due to the raging heavy rain, the rescue work is progressing slowly. The government once again reminds non-essential residents

You are not allowed to go out.”

The female host's clear and standard broadcast came from the TV. Meng Yi tilted her head and stared at the TV screen from the corner of her eyes while wiping her hair with a towel.

"Why does it never stop raining?"

Meng Yi complained softly and went downstairs to buy some instant noodles. The umbrella was blown away and she was soaked all over.

"Huh, that's it!"

Throwing down the towel angrily, Meng Yi spread her arms and stretched her waist. Her thin clothes were wetted by the rain and clung tightly to her graceful body, exuding the unique hormonal atmosphere of a young girl.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

The phone screen on the sofa lit up, and the penguin coughed non-stop.

"Who is it?"

Meng Yi changed into a pair of pink short-sleeved pajamas. With a hook of her long arms, her white and tender fingers suddenly picked up the phone. As her index finger slid to unlock it, one message after another came from a page called "Dachang No. 7 Middle School High School Senior Four Beauties".

pop up.

"The rain is so heavy, the road at the door is submerged, and the car can be used as a boat." - Ma Lulu

"I saw on the news that more than 1,000 people were missing." - Liu Qian

"What are you missing? In such a severe disaster, missing means death. The hill next to my community was directly washed away. Half of the mountain slid down. The muddy water blocked the tunnels under the mountain. It is said that several people were crushed to death.

.”-——Chen Jiao

"It's so scary, do you have any photos?" - Ma Lulu

"Wait a minute, I'll turn on the video screen for you!"

After Chen Jiao finished speaking, a beeping sound was heard. Meng Yi turned on the group video screen with some curiosity, and four beautiful faces with different styles appeared on the screen.

"Jiaojiao, turn your big face away and let me see it!"

"Tch, you damn girl who doesn't understand amorous feelings, take pity on me, Chen Jiaojiao, who is as beautiful as a flower but no one appreciates me."

Chen Jiao looked beautiful while slowly turning the screen of her phone.

Through the screen, Meng Yi finally saw the broken hill. The image effect of the fruit machine was very good, but it was obscured by the constant dripping rain, which made it look a bit unreal.

"Your mountain is a bit strange!"

Ma Lulu wondered softly.

Hearing this, Meng Yi paused in her heart, "Yes, haven't we been to Jiaojiao's house? Next to her house is the Sands Shopping Plaza, which is a bustling commercial street. How can there be any mountains?"

"Damn Jiaojiao," Ma Lulu's squinted eyes suddenly widened, "How dare you lie to us about the ghost mountain near the luxurious flat floor of the commercial center!"

On the other side of the screen, Chen Jiao was stunned. After hearing the words of some of her best friends, there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes. It seemed that there was no impression of such a big mountain in her memory, so why did she say that? Moreover, the mountain in front of her was...

How did it come about?

"It's horizontal, vertical, and square. Take a closer look." Ma Lulu spoke again, with a hint of fear in her voice. "It, it doesn't look like a tombstone!"

"boom!"

The terrifying thunder sounded, and the rumbling sound hit Meng Yi's heart like a heavy hammer, making her heart shrink suddenly.

In the picture, rain pours down like the Yangtze River bursting its banks, and a bright bolt of lightning cuts through the sky and illuminates the mountain not far away from the screen.

"There seems to be writing there, do you see it?"

Ma Lulu screamed, her voice a little sharp.

"I saw it, I saw it, it seems to be a traditional Chinese character." The screen shook violently, and the sound of Chen Jiao's rapid footsteps could be heard.

When the picture was fixed again, the screen was much closer. It was obvious that Chen Jiao had moved her position and adjusted the focus.

"It's the word for sacrifice," Meng Yi calmed down, "the word for sacrifice." She loves literature and has some understanding of texts from various periods.

"Sacrifice? Do you think this could be a tomb?"

Chen Jiao's voice trembled, her legs were no longer strong, and she suddenly sat down.

"No, Jiaojiao, don't be afraid. It's just a big character. Don't you see that some temples have gilded Buddhist characters? It's just a way of publicity, just like advertising, yes, advertising!"

Meng Yi was scared in her heart, but she still comforted Chen Jiao. Even though she was like this across the screen, Chen Jiao who was facing the monument on the other side of the screen must be so scared and helpless.

"Yes, Jiaojiao, don't be afraid. It's just a mirage. I've read relevant reports. The magnetic field of the mountain can record the scenes that have happened before. Just like a video, it will be re-projected under certain conditions. This is all

It’s fake.”

"Then, can mirages also record people?"

Liu Qian, who had not spoken for a long time, panted and asked.

"What?"

"ah!"

As Chen Jiao screamed, the screen suddenly spun and fell, and the image came to an abrupt end.

Meng Yi tightly grasped the stuffed toy in her hand with her five fingers, her face was pale, and her pajamas were instantly wet with cold sweat. At the last moment, she saw a black figure appear on the screen, standing out of thin air, with blurred facial features and only a pair of deep-looking eyes.

Yuan's eyes.

That is definitely not a human being.

"Don't look for me, don't look for me, no matter who you are, monster, demon, ghost, or god, don't look for me!"

Meng Yi threw away the mobile phone in her hand, hugged her knees with her hands, like an injured kitten, shrunk her body as much as possible, and hid in the corner of the sofa, as if that way she could get a little sense of security.

"Boom!"

The terrifying lightning lit up, depriving Meng Yi of everything in his sight. When the thunder subsided, the light, brightness, and colors slowly returned.

However, Meng Yi did not relax at all. Instead, she became more and more frightened like an animal with explosive hair.

A person appeared in front of me!

Meng Yi felt that her heart was suddenly pinched by someone, the blood in her body was like water meeting ice, and even her pores were shrinking rapidly, as if she was afraid of being contaminated by the breath of the person in front of her.

She didn't dare to move, she couldn't move. This kind of fear that reached her bones instantly enveloped Meng Yi's whole body, making her whole body tense and trembling uncontrollably.

"You, who are you?"

Meng Yi tried her best, but she could only say these four words.

"You didn't scream, you didn't faint. It seems that you are much stronger than the other three beauties."

The black shadow swayed, and a dry and thick voice came, which seemed to be admiration and ridicule.

"The sound was really scary, like a blunt instrument being rubbed against sandpaper."

Meng Yi thought.

"You can call me Luo Yi, or you can call me Sacrificial God!"

Following the sound, a pair of dark eyes suddenly squeezed out all color and filled Meng Yi's vision.

"Sacrificial God, it turns out he is that black shadow!"

Meng Yi's tense mind could no longer be controlled and she fainted immediately.
Chapter completed!
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