Chapter 893 The evil spirit in the haunted house, the blood sacrifice of the cult
Sophia raised the necklace around her neck, pointed it at it tremblingly, and hesitated: "We should leave! Tell the Holy Church and the school board and let them handle it."
The professor turned around sharply. He calmly pointed the shotgun in his hand towards the kitchen, and said: "If this is the case, then the so-called Mysterious Scientific Research Society is a pile of shit... Now, our radio has detected Georgia.
There are traces of the professor’s spiritual wave, and someone is waiting for us in this house, but so what?”
"They are just a group of people with bad intentions. They are human beings. If they are shot by the .357-caliber Colt Python in my hand, their heads will explode."
"There are so many things in this world that are more terrifying than humans, some of which you can't even imagine."
"So you have to back down every time?"
The professor pulled out the Colt Python from his waist and threw it at Rick's feet. He kept a Ruger P08 for himself, threw the last Webley revolver on the dining table next to him, and continued to look down at the blood stains.
.
Rick hesitated for a moment before picking up the gun...
Sophia covered her mouth, held up the silver lamp in her hand with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "You are wrong! Professor... you are absolutely wrong! The scariest thing is always the human being!"
But she still stayed here.
Nick used the electromagnetic induction instrument in his hand to detect where the mysterious man in black robe was standing. A long, weird sound came from the radio, like fingernails scratching a blackboard. It was harsh and inexplicable.
irritable.
"There are traces of radio waves from the spiritual world..."
Nick said with a tearful voice: "And it's very powerful and weird... It's like the sound a person makes before they die."
The professor observed the size and roundness of the few drops of blood, and he said solemnly: "The blood has not dried up, which means that he has not been standing here for a long time. Probably when we came in, he stood here quietly with the knife in his hand.
Look at us."
"All the blood stains are very round and have no traces of movement. If they are hanging from the tip of the knife, then the murderer is standing, and the tip of the knife is about two feet eight inches from the ground. He is not very tall!"
Rick's voice was also a little nervous: "The kitchen is closed, and the only door is to the dining room... How did he leave?"
"I feel like people are watching us everywhere!" Nick pointed around with the metal rod of the instrument, and the ripple sound in the radio was very strange: "There are spiritual waves all around."
"Let's go to the second floor!" the professor said decisively.
The group of people came to the stairs. The professor and Rick moved forward with flashlights and DVDs, and Sophia followed behind with the lights.
She adjusted the silver lamp in her hand to the maximum, but the faint blue light still allowed the silver lamp to illuminate only a small distance behind her...
Rick's camera captured the blood on the ground. The thick blood covered the entire staircase like a carpet. On both sides of the staircase, two witchcraft symbols with overlapping triangles were painted...
The professor's hands were trembling slightly as he stared at the six-pointed star on the wall facing them on the stairs.
"That's it, that's it...the path of original sin! The blood-eating man! Gluttony, gluttony, lust, sensuality...hunger, thirst, pain and masochism!"
He stepped hard on the blood on the floor, and the thick blood marked his footprints, just like black and red paint. The old professor strode forward, not caring about the smelly black blood on the ground.
He came to the symbol and tremblingly took out a notebook in his arms.
Biting the tail of the flashlight, he shined the light on the symbol drawn in blood in front of him, flipping through the notes in his hand until he found a pattern drawn with a pen in the note, comparing it to the six-pointed star on the wall and the many symbols inside it.
There is no difference between the symbols drawn with blood.
"Yes...that's it!"
The old professor trembled: "I thought it was a six-pointed star, which represented the seal of Solomon in the earliest mystical science of the Holy Church, symbolizing the contract and seal signed between him and the seventy-two demons in the spiritual world. But later I discovered that I was wrong.
Oh! That’s not a six-pointed star, but two overlapping triangles!”
"An equilateral triangle symbolizes the 'eye of the spiritual world', the Trinity, with the lamp father held high at the top, the mirror owner and the cup mother on his left and right."
"The other inverted triangle symbolizes the 'cup', which is the uterus, the blood cup, and original sin!"
He stretched out his fingers tremblingly and touched the still-dry blood in the center of the six-pointed star. It was an eye with three radiating rays above and below it.
The old professor wailed in pain, but Rick shined the flashlight towards the second floor.
At this time, a figure at the stairs on the second floor was suddenly illuminated by the light. Rick raised his gun and said sternly: "Don't move! Stop..."
The radio station in Nick's hand suddenly made noise, and a distorted, sharp voice said: "Charlie...Charlie! Don't be sad, it's not your fault!"
"We are always with you...Professor Richard!"
"From Maceway to Camelot, we are always by your side!" A deep male voice said: "It's so cold, Professor! We're so cold!"
A clear female voice said faintly: "This is not your fault, Professor...Father!"
"Lily, don't leave me!"
The old professor's psychological defense collapsed instantly, and he wailed: "I shouldn't, I shouldn't take you to that kind of place! What kind of lost civilization, what kind of secret history research, I was dazzled by the teaching position of Miscato University,
I want to make my research a success, but I don’t know that a secret is a secret. Knowing that it requires a price that I can’t afford... I would rather that price be me!”
"Lily..."
The old professor completely forgot about the shotgun in his hand. Even if he armed himself to the teeth, he could not reach the most vulnerable corner of his heart.
"Father, get out of here quickly!"
The female voice suddenly said nervously: "They are coming... hurry up!"
The female voice suddenly cut off, and the rustling voice enveloped the radio station again.
"No!"
The old professor yelled in pain, raised his legs and rushed upstairs.
"Professor!" Rick wanted to hold him back, but the old professor was like a vigorous wild boar, rushing into the darkness without looking back.
Nick swallowed nervously. He didn't know where to move the electromagnetic wave ghost expelling device in his hand. If he had dared to disperse those sounds just now, Nick swore that the old professor would definitely turn around and blow his head off with a shotgun.
Rick raised his leg and was about to follow him, but Nick hurriedly pulled him back and said: "Be careful, Rick!"
Rick nodded and went to the second floor with a flashlight. Sophia held up a lantern to illuminate their path back. Step by step, she held up the hem of her skirt and carefully stepped through the pool of blood, but she didn't expect the person in front to stop.
steps.
Sofia bumped into someone's back. She quickly looked up, only to see Nick's frozen figure.
Sofia patted his back and motioned him to move forward, but at this moment, Nick's expression was as pale as an evil spirit.
"Nick?"
Sofia raised the lantern and saw a dozen shadowy figures in the spacious living room on the second floor, surrounding the center and forming a neat circle.
The professor stood blankly in the middle, staring at a light above his head.
There is a corpse at the intersection of the stairwell. His eyes are completely black, and his dead-gray face is tilted upward, almost turned over from his neck. Only a little flesh is left on his neck, which is still connected to the skull, including the trachea, esophagus, arteries and
A cross-section of the cervical spine is exposed to light.
And corpses like this have been formed into a circle, arranged from both sides.
The lantern in his hand was shaking. As the light swayed, the professor's expression became more and more terrifying. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the lamp above his head. Rick approached the professor cautiously, but Professor Richard seemed not to notice.
, staring overhead.
Rick raised his head. At this time, he finally knew where the missing Rhonda family had gone.
A young face was embedded on the ceiling, and his eyes were replaced by two tiger-eye stones, staring at everything below.
"Earth-binding ritual!" Sofia understood as soon as she saw that face.
"The sacrifices, preferably pure children, will undergo painful torture, and their spirits will be inserted into the spiritual world like an anchor."
"They were built into the building, and the corpse and the building were integrated, creating a temporary stable house in the spiritual world for evil spirits to live in and avoid summons and detection!"
Sophia's body trembled slightly.
A family that disappeared here thirty years ago was built into the house, turning this place into a strange existence at the junction of the spiritual world and the real world.
"Someone found the body hidden in the ceiling, peeled off the covering on his face, and exposed the child's face. These people put tiger's eye stones in his eye sockets so that his evil spirit could see
Everything up to here.”
"Then there's the blood sacrifice..."
"Is it exchange? Or force? They forced Professor Georgia out of the spirit world!"
Sofia guessed what the hooded cultists were doing. They held a large-scale blood sacrifice in this house and pulled Professor Georgia, who had turned into an evil spirit using the blood cup secret ritual, back from the spirit world.
Cruelly interrogating him about the whereabouts of something...
Rick turned on his flashlight and shone it on the faces of men and women surrounding the corpses in a circle.
They all had their necks cut off, looking up at their heads, and their feet were covered with geometric patterns and patterns carved with knives, as well as runes written in blood.
When the flashlight circled around to illuminate Sophia.
Rick wanted to pass by, but under the black robe worn by Sophia the witch, a pair of naked feet suddenly leaked out from behind her crotch.
Sophia, who was completely attracted by the ritual in front of her, did not notice anything strange behind her.
Rick wanted to shoot, but the owner of the feet was completely blocked by Sophia.
He could only shout in a low voice: "Sofia?"
The witch lady trembled slightly, understanding Rick's prompt. She took off the small mirror on her chest, which was engraved with the infinity symbol and a bone-ground amulet. The amulet made of her grandmother's finger bones was cracking and becoming fine.
Cracks covered the phalanx.
Sophia used the mirror to look behind her.
I saw a young evil spirit, barefooted, wearing a girl's princess nightgown, holding a shriveled doll, staring at her through the mirror with dull eyes.
And below, at the corner of the stairs.
The strange figure shrouded in a hood stood in front of the six-pointed star. The silver sacrificial knife in his hand was stained with blood. He stood quietly on the edge of the dim light of the silver lamp, seeming to be looking at them quietly.
A thunder suddenly tore through the sky.
The hall was briefly illuminated...
At this time, Rick suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that a mysterious man wearing a black hood appeared behind a corpse.
Stairs, left, right and rear.
A mysterious man wearing a black hood appeared on each of the four sides of the room.
Rick raised the gun, but the professor's hand was like an iron hoop, tightly grabbing his wrist...
Chapter completed!