Chapter 42 Faith 20 ┃ What you have in your heart is what you see.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 42 Faith 20 ┃ What you have in your heart is what you see."

weight="95755"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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The tributes that the middle-aged man asked everyone to prepare were Wuhuilu, Wugong Meat, Licensing, Domu, Offering Bowl, Dengzhan, Gala, and Dangka.

What Mu Yiran brought back from Suotuo Temple was Wugong meat and Wuhuilu processed by various plants collected by him and Ke Xun.

Wugong meat is the five plants that Mu Yiran just mentioned, and Wuhuilu is nutmeg representing feces, woody juice representing urine, white cardamom representing brain, bamboo yellow representing male spirit and representative Red sandalwood of female blood.

The libation consisted of five kinds of liquors, namely Qing Sha, wine, rice wine, rice wine, and horse wine, which were retrieved by Qin Ci, instead of the wine made from human brain plasma, blood and bile prepared by everyone.

Domu is a cake offering. The cake is made from the five kinds of rice noodles, millet, rice, barley, wheat, and peas, which the Geng family finds, instead of the dough made by human gall, brain, blood and internal organs.

The lamp is an ordinary oil lamp that Mu Yiran first brought back. The oil was obtained from ghee from Wei Dong, instead of the lamp oil and lamp core that everyone used to make with human oil and hair.

As for Gala and Dangka, the people still don’t know what they mean, but Mu Yiran used the sacrificial rituals of other sects as a reference, and speculated that in addition to offering wine, meat and food to the gods, believers would often offer clothes and outfits to the gods. La and Dangka must refer to these two things.

The so-called clothing here refers to clothes and equipment, and equipment refers to the iconic utensils held by each god.

Many benevolent gods often hold flowers, spices or jewelry in their hands. Mu Yiran believes that jewelry is unlikely to be available based on the current living conditions in the area. He uses camphor and sandalwood from flowers and salix. , Rosin and a few spices instead of flowers made by people's facial features and human bones used as magical instruments.

As for the clothes of the gods, the angry gods are clothed in human skins, and the good gods are clothed with eagle feathers or silk. Mu Yiran believes that the man’s finger to the north did not mean the corpse on the sky burial platform, but the bald eagle and the mountain valley. Under the flowers and plants.

The answer has always been in front of everyone, but good and evil are only between one thought. Yongxi Vision Buddha said: What you have in your heart is what you see.

Therefore, it is also an offering. Some people see the blood and blood, and some see the fragrance of flowers and plants.

"No wonder this painting is called "Faith." When everything is ready and waiting for the night to come, Ke Xun and Mu Yiran are standing next to the small tent group. Ke Xun said with some enlightenment, "It looks like a painting. The author is testing whether the power of thought in our hearts is evil or good. If we find the right thing at the beginning, maybe we will not die so many people. It feels like from beginning to end, some people continue to die."

"In fact, I once thought that the intention of the painter was to force us people to gradually obliterate humanity and good will from the evil side of our hearts, so as to believe that the evil spirit can make you live forever." Mu Yiran said calmly, "The reason why a cult has so many followers is nothing more than two ways: either to catch people’s sex for brainwashing, or to dig out people’s evil thoughts to encourage and condone. This painting is a trap about human nature, and I also nearly fell, so much so that it was only discovered today."

"Don't be too demanding on yourself," Ke Xun reached out and patted his shoulder. "Even if you are evil in your heart, I like you as much."

Mu Yiran squeezed his wrist blankly and threw his arm aside.

The night finally came, and the snow was reflected from the distant mountains, with a cold chill.

Everyone was standing outside the small tent that was turned over, with snow light, looking for a suitable angle on the top of the tent.

The strange thing is that, no matter if you turn over or look for it again, you still can't use the angle of light to shine a clear pattern like Mu Yiran did last night.

Everyone looked at each other, and Geng's mother couldn't help but anxiously: "Is it not working? What can I do? Isn't that—I still have to die tonight?"

Sha Liu paled, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that these sacrifices... make the patterns no longer appear?"

"Tsk," Ke Xun heard by the side, and looked at her with a smile, "I seem to smell a scent of blame and throwing a pot. Miss Saliu, if you don't bear the bloody sacrifices of those people, you can do it yourself. Get in with a tent, we won’t stop."

"You misunderstood..." Sha Liu said quickly, "I didn't mean that, I just provide one more idea, everyone can brainstorm, after all, time is running out, and the dark dead sky will appear soon..."

Ke Xun didn't bother to care about her anymore, stepped to Mu Yiran's side, and whispered: "I suspect that this light won't reach the right angle until the black corpse day appears."

Mu Yiran looked at Xueguang in the distance and let out an "um".

Geng’s mother screamed in despair, “Doesn’t this mean that some of us are going to die? When something appears, we will kill people. We still have time to find a pattern. We have to put the whole picture together according to the pattern. Are you crazy about dreams?"

Dad Geng looked at Mu Yiran with bloodshot eyes: "Didn’t you say that these sacrifices are dedicated to the good-looking gods? Will it be the good-looking side that appears tonight? The good-looking ones shouldn’t kill people. Yes, right?"

"It's best not to expect too much," Mu Yiran replied quietly, "After all, everyone has prepared sacrifices to the angry gods with their own hands. This fact can no longer be erased, the angry side. It has been summoned out, and I don’t think it will be willing to be replaced by another side. The things in this world are going to change from one to the other, with good and evil fighting each other, never stopping."

"Then what shall we do? Are we just waiting for death outside the tent like this? As soon as Heixietian appears, it must be the person who was not in the tent first..." Sha Liu also looked at Mu Yiran with eyesight.

Mu Yiran lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the people who were looking at him, waiting for him to make a decision: "There is only one stupid way to try. Tonight's request is two people and one tent, eight of us. Divided into four groups, there are a total of seven tents. This requires one person to look at the patterns of all seven tents and move them in the correct position as soon as possible and stitch them into a whole pattern."

"This person, I'm afraid it's all right or wrong, little brother Mu, you're none other than you." Dad Geng said hurriedly.

Mu Yiran nodded slightly: "I will try my best. Then we will number the seven tents now, I hope everyone can remember. Next we will allocate the tents, Mrs. Geng took the children to the number one tent. This tent is yesterday. You don’t need to look at the one you have seen before. You don’t have to do anything in it. You just need to listen to my only password, that is, when all the tents are in place, I will call out. Turn over the tent', then Mrs. Geng, please turn this tent over. The tent is not too heavy. Mrs. Geng should be able to do it alone."

After hearing this, Geng Ma stepped forward and tried to look through it. As expected, she nodded at Mu Yiran.

Mu Yiran continued: "Sha Liu is in Tent No. 2. I have seen the pattern on this tent last night, but it cannot be connected to the pattern of Tent No. 1. I believe there are patterns on other tents between the two tents. Connection. You are alone in this tent. Don’t worry. If the black corpse day walks towards you, someone will enter the tent in time to make up enough people. Although this trick failed in the middle of the night yesterday, I think tonight should be the same as yesterday. Like the first half of the night, at least the initial stage can still be effective for a while."

Sha Liu bit her lip, her face was embarrassed: "What if it doesn't work? Hei Shitian already knew our routine yesterday, how could we still be fooled today?"

"Even so," Mu Yiran said lightly, "Hei Shi Tian's first choice is always a tent that does not meet the required number of people, and you will not be the only tent that does not meet the number of people tonight."

Without waiting for Sha Liu to say anything, Mu Yiran turned to the remaining men: "We each occupy one of the remaining five tents. Doctor Qin corresponds to Mr. Geng, Wei Dong corresponds to Ke Xun, I Corresponding to Sha Liu, once he finds that Hei Shi Tian is walking towards someone's tent, the corresponding person immediately leaves his tent and enters that person's tent."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that Mu Yiran used a mutual rescue method. Which tent Hei Shi Tian went to immediately became two people. In this way, Hei Shi Tian will inevitably adjust the target and look for it again. Another tent with only one person delayed the time when someone was picked to some extent.

"In the meantime," Mu Yiran watched everyone catch up, and continued, "I will be the mobile one and enter the five tents one by one to observe the pattern of the tent, and everyone please before I enter. Try to rely on the light from the snow and adjust the tent to an angle where the patterns can be seen clearly, so that I can see the patterns directly after entering the tent, so that I can write down the patterns faster.

"Okay." Everyone responded.

"Finally," Mu Yiran said, "Be sure to remember the number of the tent you are in and hear my password. Once I figure out where these patterns are stitched, I will tell everyone to move my tent to Wherever, one of the tents is the benchmark, it will not move, and the other tents are moved based on the benchmark of the No. 1. After moving, I will let everyone turn over the tent, then everyone will turn over the tent together, understand Is it?"

"Understood," everyone replied.

"I need to remind everyone," Mu Yiran looked at the crowd with a deep gaze. "We don't know how many people meet the black corpse day screening criteria tonight, but if one person is caught off-book, then it is very likely, at least Will die another person in the account.

"And what I want to say is that we are a whole tonight, and all the actions are completed by the eight of us. One is indispensable. Once someone loses the chain and affects the whole body, it may cause the whole body to collapse.

"Therefore, I hope everyone must have the courage to withstand the tremendous pressure of death, do not escape, do not panic, let alone collapse and give up.

"Each of us is tied to the lives of the other seven people. I hope that everyone can last until the last second and do our best to keep calm and hope."

Everyone nodded repeatedly.

"Time is coming up," Mu Yiran looked up at the sky and saw the darkness falling. "Everyone enters their own tents. The tent openings are directed towards the circle so that each other can run."

The faces of everyone still inevitably took on a nervous color, and some flinched and entered their respective tents with a little fear.

Ke Xun was as calm as Mu Yiran. Before entering the tent, he turned his head and smiled and said to him, "Do you know how sexy you were in formation just now?"

Mu Yiran looked at him blankly, and finally dropped a sentence: "Yeah."