When the sacrifice started, a chant seemed to come from the horizon, which seemed to calm all the things and waves in people's hearts, leaving only the calmest emotions.
The villagers in the village clasped their hands on their chests, half-closed their eyes and sang softly, their voices soft and slow. Countless voices merged together to form a mysterious melody that echoed throughout the world.
Chen Shen held the voodoo jar and unconsciously swayed his body to the tune. The voodoos in the jar seemed to be infected and became quiet.
He slowly closed his eyes during this soothing holy chant, and unconsciously thought of the past, many things before. After graduation, he encountered obstacles everywhere, and by chance, he started to be a host after his video of playing games became popular.
But this line of work is also very difficult, and he is squeezed out and subjected to all kinds of insults. In severe cases, he was reported by many people as soon as he went on the air, and the live broadcast room was shut down——
Chen Shen's forehead was sweating, and he felt a little sad for no reason. His fingers trembled, and the next second someone tapped him on the shoulder.
The young man opened his eyes suddenly, his body was still shaking, and he was gasping for air.
After he completely calmed down, Chen Shen turned his head and looked at Sang Qi, who had just patted Chen Shen.
Sang Qi was looking down at the diary, and seemed to have noticed something. His fair little face bulged slightly, and he read the pages repeatedly with concentration.
Sensing Chen Shen's gaze, Sang Qi showed him the diary: "Look, I find these paragraphs very strange."
Chen Shen looked at her blankly for a while. The girl's expression was very calm, and she was not affected by the singing at all. When he looked closely, he found that Sang Qi had earplugs in his ears.
Chen Shen: "...where does this come from?"
Sang Qi touched his ears and said nonchalantly: "I don't like music, so I take it with me."
It could be seen from Chen Shen's expression just now that the chanting was very strange. Sang Qi looked around and saw that some players were still immersed in it, with expressions of struggle and pain.
"...These sounds seem to make players fall into painful memories." Chen Shen said vaguely.
Sang Qi didn't care. Her eyes were clear and she was not affected at all. She clicked on the diary: "Here, the former elder used a lot of pen and ink to describe the process of getting along with the foreigner, and mentioned that the foreigner
She is very interested in the village and always asks her about Gu insects and writes them down carefully."
"Does anyone actually like this?" Chen Shen fell into deep thought: "Should I say they are compatible?"
Sang Qi stretched out his finger and shook it seriously, with a sly smile on his fair face: "Do you remember? The setting of the dungeon is that this is an isolated village. I prefer it to someone who accidentally enters.
This foreigner came to the door on his own."
Chen Shen was stunned for a moment, "So this foreigner has bad intentions?"
"It's hard to say." Sang Qi touched his chin: "This is just a guess. What I can't figure out right now is what connection the former great elder has with the goddess. She has never mentioned that the goddess has any lover, but she
Between myself and this foreigner..."
The girl suddenly paused.
Chen Shen also realized something, and his tone was cryptic: "There is a lover, and the one who wants to resurrect the lover is not a goddess."
"——The former great elder."
Sang Qi slowly licked her lips. She knew that she was very close to the truth of the matter.
"If it is the former Great Elder who wants to resurrect his lover, then according to the words of the current Great Elder, she is the one lying in the coffin rotting with only her face intact." Chen Shen murmured.
Sang Qi made a guess: "Wuzhu once mentioned that his soul was extracted and put into other containers. Is it possible that the soul of the goddess standing in front of us has been exchanged?"
Chen Shen Shen thought: "It's not impossible."
The chanting around them continued, and almost everyone was affected by the sound and immersed in it. At this moment, a roaring sound suddenly came from high on the altar, instantly waking up everyone around.
The players looked around with confused expressions. After discovering something, they instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
Sang Qi raised his eyes and saw Wu Zhu.
The young man stood on a high place in a black robe. The wind blew the robe on him, and the young man's white and tight face was vaguely revealed. He held a dagger in his right hand and slowly raised his left hand.
He placed his hand on the sharp point of the dagger and drew it quickly.
Blood gushed out instantly and fell into the formation painted high on the altar.
The moment the formation lit up, the chanting stopped.
The ground suddenly shook, and the originally peaceful Gu insects became extremely restless, frantically hitting the jars that imprisoned them.
There were rustling sounds all around, indicating that the snakes were coming.
Sang Qi looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes cold, his hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly, just waiting for the goddess to arrive.
The great elder in the audience was staring at the altar, seeming to be preparing something.
A strange fragrance wafted from the sky. A child stood up curiously, looked towards the sky, and shouted excitedly: "Mom, she is a goddess!"
The sound made everyone else look up. Sang Qi raised his eyes and saw a holy woman in white robe walking on the wind. She waved her sleeves gently, carrying a strange fragrance, holy and noble.
The villagers in the audience cheered.
But all the Gu in their hands were agitated. Someone noticed something was wrong and wanted to calm down the Gu, but was bitten fiercely by the Gu.
"The Gu insect is out of control!"
Someone in the crowd shouted something, instantly waking up the others.
The sacrifice has not been held for decades, and the young people in the village do not know that the magnetic field of the sacrifice will affect the Gu insects.
Sang Qi walked towards the center of the altar in the chaos. She nimbly avoided the flow of people and walked forward firmly.
Chen Shen was so squeezed that he staggered and shouted hastily: "Sang Qi!"
no respond.
The jar in his arms cracked under the impact of the Gu worm. Chen Shen panicked. When the Gu worm was about to jump out, he subconsciously threw the jar away. The Gu worm escaped and struggled with the Gu worm next to him.
Together.
Chen Shen glanced at Gu Chong, and then at Sang Qi who was walking forward. He gritted his teeth, ignored Gu Chong, and ran towards Sang Qi's position.
There was chaos in the audience. The priest Wu Zhu on the stage had a cold expression, and he still held the bloody dagger in his hand.
The goddess looked at the already lit formation with a joyful smile on her face: "This is the formation. Today, I can welcome back my lover."
The young man twirled the dagger in his hand and said with a cold expression: "He will not survive, and you can't leave this place."
The goddess's expression suddenly turned cold. She glanced at Wu Zhu with disdain, and used her hand as a sword to strike at Wu Zhu.
Wu Zhu dodged nimbly, and swiped the dagger in his hand to the side, making a gash in the palm of the goddess's hand, and blood dripped down.