Chapter 69 Sacrifice

At this moment, if Chu Banyang is really a peacock, then Lu Yingjiu will see that his hair is fried and messy.

But humans are good at hiding emotions after all.

Chu Banyang was dead with a face, stiffness, panic, nervous, and uneasy, and a little hidden thoughts that were poked after being poked.

After a long time, he squeezed out of cold from his throat: "What are you talking about? How can I like you?"

"Oh," there was no expression on Lu Yingjiu's face, nodding, "I just ask, just in case. If it is a misunderstanding, I apologize."

He jumped off the railing and said, "Let's go, go into the classroom."

Next, the two were silent.

Lu Yingjiu was walking in front, Chu Banyang's face was following his face, and he was too nervous because he was too nervous.

Cangtian can learn, Master Chu has not been so embarrassed since adulthood, no one around him, but he feels that the entire world is watching him. In just half a minute, he sweated.

Inexplicably, he thought of Chu Qianju's words.

Chu Qianju said: "If one day you meet someone you like, you must express it directly. If you keep hiding it, how will others know? I'm afraid you will miss someone."

There is a strong anxiety, permeating in Chu Banyang's heart.

It's almost the classroom, and Chu Banyang said again: "Why do you ask me about this question? Where am I, have I give you an illusion?"

"It's nothing." Lu Yingjiu thought for a while, "It's just a sudden feeling."

He doesn't understand emotional things.

After knowing his leisure, he first realized what the eyes of a person like. Then watched Chu Banyang, and didn't know what to do, and such thoughts emerged.

Lu Yingjiu said, "I just think about it, even if there is a possibility of one tenth, I have to tell you clearly."

"... What is clear?" Chu Banyang asked.

Lu Yingjiu gently "了", saying, "To tell me that I already like it."

Chu Banyang Station was set in place.

His face was almost wrong, standing in place for a long time, and he could no longer move.

Lu Yingjiu didn't notice his abnormalities and entered the classroom.

In the classroom, Wu Runzhi was still in the position, pulling Fang Yubiao to speak, as if he wanted to finish all the words of these ten years.

Fang Yu has become a ghost, and it is unreasonable to automatically filter all the words in his words. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhagatism. He patted Wu Runzhi's shoulder and laughed almost with tears: "Old Wu! Where do you come so many funny stories!"

"There are still," Wu Runzhi said, "I went on a business trip before. After I went to the other place, I knew it was made after eating the dishes! I scared me ... the game console you always wanted to buy, I also went to the latest two generations. When will we play together? "

After that, he started crying again.

For a while, Fang Yu laughed beside him. He cried there, and another classmate outside he lost his foot and dropped the window platform ...

The scene was very chaotic.

When he saw him enter the classroom, he raised his head immediately and said, "Yao Gou wants me to tell you that two girls just said that they would go to the dormitory building to play pen fairy."

Lu Yingjiu knew as soon as he heard that those two must be fierce.

The way to die in this class is simply a lot of tricks and invincible.

He said: "Let's see the situation, maybe we can save them ..."

He and Jing Xian went to the dormitory building.

The dormitory building is empty, not many people, not to mention most of them are black and vague figures, standing in place.

Lu Yingjiu said, "Did Yao Gou tell you the bedroom number?"

"On the 4th floor."

They go up to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is so quiet that there is no one. When you look at the bedroom, you are all empty beds. It is not like someone lives. It is quite suitable for secret games.

Lu Yingjiu asked again: "What is the specific room number?"

This time, Gong Xian didn't answer him.

Lu Yingjiu waited for a long time and did not wait to answer.

Then there was a heavy hand, and he pushed the empty dormitory directly and dragged him in.

Lu Yingjiu:?

He did not respond, and Gong Xian had stunned him on the corner and began to kiss him.

Lu Yingjiu:? Intersection

He was dazed, and he gently put on his idle arm, but he was unable to resist. He could only let him siege the city slightly, and forced a few sullen humming from him.

This time, was so strong that kissed him for a long time.

In the end, Lu Yingjiu snorted lightly, forcibly pushed him away, and stopped reluctantly, but still didn't let him go.

Lu Yingjiu was forced to shrink between his arms and walls, and his temperature was on his lips. He laughed: "What's wrong with you?"

I didn't speak leisurely, and after a while, I said sullenly, "... I don't know. But I just sat in the classroom, and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. That day, the kind of upset that I woke up directly. "

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

It seems that the vinegar idle radar has launched a role.

"I am so sour, what did you say with that surname Chu on the rooftop?"

"It's nothing." Lu Yingjiu said, "I asked him about Chu Qianju, and then asked him if he liked me... um."

As soon as the words fell, he was kissed by his leisure, and hummed a few times.

After all, he pushed away and said leisurely, "I haven't been with you for a few minutes, and you even found someone else ..."

"What." Lu Yingjiu couldn't cry and laugh, "I told him well, I have someone I like."

"Do you really say that?" Jing Xianxi was happy.

"What to lie to you." Lu Yingjiu reached out and touched his head. "Don't fly jealousy anymore."

Jingxian hugged and hugged him for a while before he was satisfied, and said, "I was thinking, if you didn't talk to him clearly..."

"How about you?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

Jingxian didn't answer, his eyes drifted to the bed next to him.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

I suddenly felt that I was in danger just now.

He patted Jingxian and hurriedly reassured him, "Trust me a little, why am I so scumbag."

"I trust you very much." Jing Xian touched his profile, "But trust is one thing, jealousy is another."

"Okay, as expected of vinegar leisure." Lu Yingjiu said with a smile.

After such a fuss for a while, the two went to the student dormitory.

Sure enough, just like what Jing Xian said, there was a piece of paper on the table in the dormitory, with numbers from 1 to 10 and "Yes" and "No" written on it, and there was already a pen fairy's handwriting on it.

A black pen fell to the ground, and the two girls lay on the same bed, shivering.

Lu Yingjiu picked up the pen: "Have you hired a pen fairy?"

Girl A nodded: "Um, uh yes..."

Lu Yingjiu asked, "What questions did you all ask it?"

Girl B said, "We asked how it died."

The most taboo thing to invite Bi Xian is to ask him how to die. These two must have stepped on thunder.

Seeing how flustered the two of them are, they must not have sent the pen fairy away well, most of them will be cold. The key is that they are already ghosts, and Lu Yingjiu can't do anything to change the illusion.

Sure enough, just as he thought about it, girl A suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! My head hurts!"

After speaking, his head tilted, and he lost his breath.

Girl B also covered her head, showing pain on her face, and said after a while, "Ah, I'm dead."

And then died.

The two corpses turned into a black mist and dispersed.

Lu Yingjiu: "..."

After a visit, he calmly called Wu Runzhi and told him that two of his classmates had died again.

Wu Runzhi cried again, hung up the phone, and continued to cry with his good brother Fang Yu.

Fortunately, time flows so fast, and in the blink of an eye, the campus has already fallen into the night. Lights are lit at the teaching building, and a road illuminates the path between the schools.

One more day is the 24th, the day of separation.

...

While the students were studying on their own in the evening, Lu Yingjiu took Jing Xian and went to Chu Qianju's office.

There was no one else in the entire office, and his desk was clean. Except for pen, paper and materials, there was nothing superfluous, and he was as cold as himself.

Lu Yingjiu opened each drawer, and carefully turned the inside. He was put on the lock cabinet, and he also played his prying technique and pry open with a piece of needle.

Anyway, in the illusion, there is no privacy and human rights, everything happens in the past, no one will feel guilty.

Gong Xian helped him to find it, the file was not enough to spread the entire table, and put it on the ground.

Looking for him is dishonest, approach Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at Chu Qianju's notes on the ground, when suddenly a person came up hot behind him.

Behind him behind him, he almost hugged him and put his chin on his shoulders.

"Do you do business, do it." Lu Yingjiu blocked his mouth, and did not reach out to pull him.

"I'm doing the business." Said, "Singing the documents is not to do business."

Lu Yingjiu cannot refute.

After all, it is an idol drama.

He took him to hold him and read the same document with him.

After a while, Lu Yingjiu "snorted".

He got a completely blank laptop from a file bag.

The paper is white and delicate, nothing.

But when his fingers were stroked, the keen intuition made him notice that this document was a bit wrong.

It has the fluctuation of the rune paper, and it should be hidden by some runes.

He said, "Take leisurely, help me get a pen over."

He reluctantly let go of him and brought a pen and pen from the table.

Lu Yingjiu took over and drew smooth and complex lines on the paper, gradually constitute a dog -shaped beast.

He put the paper on the blank paper. After a few seconds, the lines on the runes flowed and constantly changed, just like dogs and beasts were walking and smelling clues.

Chu Qianju's strength is great, even if he uses the ghost exorcism technique he used more than ten years ago, it is not so easy to solve it.

Lu Yingjiu waited patiently.

After ten or twenty minutes, a dog barking in the office.

The dogs and beasts on the runes stay in a direction and make a smell. Lu Yingjiu stroked his left hand to that place, and he squeezed a tactic in his right hand

On the blank paper, a certain kind of water ripple -like thing plundered, disappearing without trace.

But at least, he found the most vulnerable place.

Lu Yingjiu had a bit of a bit. With the intensity of this rune, he might take half an hour to unlock it.

He just wanted to continue trying, warm his hand, and gently covered his left hand back, whispered, "I'll help you, I have seen this rune before."

Lu Yingjiu does not know, how can ghosts cooperate with the exorcist.

On the one hand, the yin is bursting, and the yin is removed.

But do n’t know how to converge the edge and yin. Lu Yingjiu only felt that the back of the hand was quite warm, and the invisible power condensed in the air. When it was squeezed, the ripples on the paper immediately fluctuated violently, like a tsunami, and the wave waved waves.

"Zihe-"

Along with this slight sound, another round of waves, hand -written writing slowly appeared on the blank page.

[I have been in contact with the Zhang family many times. I want to ask the sacrifice. My memory is scarce, I can only read the ancient books by impression, but I didn't find any clues]

Then the next page, another line of words, should be written after a period of time.

[The Zhang family and the Chu family often worship the Taoist Tao, headed by the Zhang family, and the two have held many rituals. Among them, large -scale rituals often use sacrifice, attached to the list:]

[In 1991, the city of Zenglin Mountain, the Zhang family hosted to worship the Tao, worshiping 59 Putongtaus paper, 59 gold -plated rune paper, 118 animals were slaughtered, 59 of which were lambs, 59 pigs ...]

[In Lintian Village in 1988, the Zhang family presided over the worship of the Tao of Heaven, and presented 59 ordinary talismans, 59 strings of exorcism copper coins, 59 livestock to be slaughtered, and 59 incense sticks.]

[In 1985 Xianglian Town, the Zhang family and the Chu family hosted the worship of the Tao, Feng Yi ...]

Lu Yingjiu quickly read these records.

Sure enough, as Chu Banyang said, the Zhang family believed that the number "59" represents the Tao of the Tao, and his obsession with it was engraved in his bones, and everything had to be 59.

They firmly believe that once it exceeds or lower than this number, heaven will be angry.

And it turns out that they are right.

For those 59 sacrifices, the heavenly road was collected, and the two families were blessed by these two families for a century, flying Huang Tengda.

In the early years, Zhang Jiacai was so thick. In the case of the economic downturn that year, the worship ceremony was held so frequently, and each time was huge. Thinking of their decline today, their no one asked, and it could not help but sigh.

Lu Yingjiu looked at a line of text, and thought that after Zhang Nianyun took his photo, he also wrote [1/59].

A very bad feeling emerged in my heart.

The leisure next to him was silent and looked at the notes.

Chu Qianju has no memory, but he knows that he is cursed by the Heavenly Dao, and pursues the Zhang family persistently.

After turning his notes, he was working hard to contact the Zhang family.

However, the Zhang family was very xenophobic, and it was difficult for outsiders to pry their mouths open. After the changes in the world, the family gradually declined. In the past ten years, even the kowtow ceremony was no longer held, and Chu Qianju could not ask why.

After nearly ten years, Chu Qianju tried to recall the past while investigating, and traveled all over the country. He put the train tickets and bus tickets in his notes, and turned over the densely packed ones.

Finally in 2009 -the year he died, he went to a small museum in the South China Sea, and read ancient books and found the most critical clues.

Lu Yingjiu turned to the next page and saw Chu Qianju wrote:

[Every 200 years, there is a particularly grand ceremony to worship the heavens. The festival is different from the usual worship, and there must be a little error. Every time Zhang and Chu are all going to go all out, spend decades to host this ceremony]

[Tiandao is dissatisfied with living animals as a sacrifice. After the Zhang family and the Chu family, they played left and right after the business plan, first collusion with the thief and bandit soldiers, grabbed 32 babies of the people, then bought a business Jia Guanyu, and bought 27 babies]

[Two high -weight families co -worked together, and it took nearly three years before and after it took 59 babies as sacrifice, worshiped heaven in 1500, the youngest children were less than half a year old, the biggest than five years old]

[After the ceremony, children or seven tips bleed and died, or they turned into a ghost with green noodles. The wind of the altar at the altar is like a ghost crying wolf. For three years, people passing by can hear the children's night crying, people call it a child crying]

The notes record the shocking and cruel facts.

Turn to the next page again

[However, even if the two families are cautious, the ritual is still deviated: Among those 59 babies, a child with a surname survived, and then I didn’t know.]

["59 tribute products" were not satisfied, the ceremony was not completed, and the Taoist was angry with Zhang and Chu, which led to the doom in the following hundreds of years.

[Whenever heaven is not obtained, it must be repaid. The two who pursued the child for a long time were to return him to heaven]

[Putting him him to heaven is the end of everything]

Turn notes back, and there are a few words of shattered.

[In 2000, Zhang's divination, learned that the biggest hundred ghost night walk in the past thousand years will be present]

[On the one hand, they are worried about the casualties of hundreds of ghosts, and on the other hand, they are anxious to revive their families. For them, there is no time for them]

[So, I want to find Lu Yingjiu as soon as possible ...]

After reading the notes.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a long time.

The tip of the wall turned around for a long time.

He wanted to take away the notes, and he was unwilling and still grasped it tightly. It wasn't until his leisure hugged him and touched his hair comfortably, and Lu Yingjiu's body slowly relaxed.

He whispered, "I'm the child, right?"

"Um" gently.

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a while, and then said, "For decades, there has been a saying that the exorcism world has always been that the balance between yin and yang is becoming more and more chaotic."

"I have talked with a number of ex -ghosts and concluded that the wicked ghosts and closest and closer to the night ghost night walk from the increasingly frequent occurrence of the avenue from the unstable and the collapse of the law."

"We spent a long time discuss, is there any way to stabilize yin and yang."

He looked at his notes again and said, "The biggest ghost night walk that Zhang family predicted, and we also discussed how to stop it. But now I understand, what is the best way ..."

"If the Zhang family finds me and continues the unfinished ritual of the year, although the avenue of the surging permanently, at least dozens of or hundreds of years, the whole Yang will be much more peaceful. Moreover, the declining Zhang family can get rid of bad luck. ,restart."

"This is the case," he murmured. "It turned out to be like this. No wonder even the Chen family and the Ye family knew about it. They had been looking for me and monitoring me. ","

With a person who has damn it, he will return to the rich and peaceful, and everything is well -being.

With him, change everything back.

It sounds good for buying and selling.

But is this really fair?

From five hundred years ago to the present, from a baby who could not even speak and was sacrificed, to Lu Yingjiu, a ghost exorcist who has been plagued by bad luck, has anyone asked him for his opinion? Does anyone really care what he thinks?

Lu Yingjiu's heart was chaotic.

A feeling of nausea and nausea came up, with unrealism, as if so many years, he lived in the phantom.

Now the phantom is broken ruthlessly.

He felt like he was arranged jokes for doom and fate.

In what kind of mentality of the family, what kind of mentality, watching him step by step to become the top ghost drivingler?

Is it disgust, fear, or mockery and sarcasm?

In the chaos, the setting sun completely fell to the ground, and there was no brilliance between heaven and earth, and it fell into the eternal night. The shadow quickly engulfed the curtains, engulfed the tables, chairs, and the flowers on the walls, and drowned the dense notes that were spread out in front of him. The night wind blew in, cold to the bone, dragging him into the pitch-black tide, choking his breath.

However, in this bone-chilling cold, Jing Xian still hugged him tightly.

He said, "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side."

"No matter who your enemies are, I will cramp them out and crush them all. Evil ghosts will devour them, let their souls be tortured in the fire for hundreds of years without dying, and dig out their eyes as playthings, Crush their bones as ornaments, let their blood as fine wine, and the feast will last ten years without stopping."

"I will throw them in the wasteland, let the vultures eat their internal organs, and throw them into the abyss. In mid-air, their flesh will be cut into pieces by the strong wind. Then I will make their skulls into lamps, and illuminate the Yellow Spring Road all the way."

He touched Lu Yingjiu's soft black hair, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

After bowing his head and kissing gently, he smiled and said, "I'm a ghost, I can do anything for you."

"So don't worry, nothing can separate us, not time or death."