There was the sound of fingernails scratching inside the coffin. Xie Jin leaned into his body to pick Ji Duan up, but saw many small blood vessel-like things coming out from the bottom of the coffin.

The dense filaments wrapped around Shang Jiduan's limbs at a very fast speed. They seemed to be alive, shining red light in the dark coffin.

"Hey, cough!" Ji Duan wanted to roll over in pain, and black blood began to ooze from the corners of his eyes, mouth and nose at the same time, as if these things were absorbing his little vitality.

"Ji Duan!" Xie Jin didn't care too much, he stretched out his hand to pull the silky things on the young man's body, those things didn't want to look so smooth, but hidden dense barbs, Xie Jin's pulling action made him His hands were dripping with blood.

"What's going on?" Wen Liang also turned around immediately, and pulled the silky thing that almost wrapped Ji Duan into a cocoon from the other side.

His and Xie Jin's blood fell on those red "vessels". No one noticed that after Wen Liang joined the rescue, the growth rate of those things was no longer as crazy as before.

"Lord True God, please think of a way!" Droktada couldn't stand it any longer, she knelt on the ground with a "poof", begging the True God in front of her to help.

The face she was most familiar with had no expression, the true god was silent for a moment, and said to Droktada, who was kneeling on the ground: "As a shaman who is the communication medium between humans and gods, what is the proper way to kneel in public?"

"Lord True God, please save the people in the coffin." Droktada did not get up, but kowtowed three times to True God, "They are my friends, please save him."

From time to time, there were painful roars from Ji Duan's throat, and the smell of blood became stronger in the air. Droktada didn't look up, she was betting on herself that the god of betting would see her as the shaman's successor. help.

Without speaking again, the True God seemed to sigh softly, and then walked to the top of the coffin.

The arms of Xie Jin and Wen Liang were already horrible, and some "vessels" even wound around them in reverse.

The true god looked at Ji Duan inside the coffin, he seemed to have passed out because of the pain, and even his body, which was still able to show the entity, became illusory.

A yellow talisman was pasted on his chest close to his heart. Although most of it was stained red by blood, the spell on it could still be seen clearly.

This is a soul talisman.

True God supported the sides of the coffin with both hands, and he spoke plausibly in tunes that they could not understand, but it was obvious that those red filaments no longer continued to spread, but gradually retracted to the bottom of the coffin as if seeing some terrifying natural enemy .

"Lord True God said it was blood ganoderma." Droktada stood up again, her forehead was scratched on the white jade brick board, but the girl didn't care, "This is a protection mechanism to ensure that the sacrifice is not disturbed by external factors, but I've never seen it start up in years."

His thin fingers lightly brushed over Ji Duan's head. Although Ji Duan was unconscious, his eyes were still half-open, and the eye sockets were filled with black blood, which made most of his face look more like soaked in blood. middle.

Compared with his situation, Xie Jin and Wen Liang on both sides of the coffin were much better, although not much better.

Both of their arms were pierced by the thread-like thing called blood ganoderma just now, densely packed with small blood holes, Xie Jin was especially serious, both of his arms were attacked, and now it is almost impossible to find a good piece of meat.

But the two of them had a very tacit understanding and did not care about their injuries. Ji Duan was suddenly attacked by Xue Lingzhi, and almost lost his soul when his soul was severely injured. Fortunately, Wen Liang quickly threw Zhang Ding's soul talisman, and barely managed to keep it. he.

Xie Jin felt that his legs were constantly weakening, he walked around to the side of the true god a little tremblingly, his knees softened and knelt down in front of the true god.

Leaning over and knocking on the hard white jade brick board, Xie Jin used more strength than Droktada, and blood soon appeared on his forehead, "Please save him, please... save him."

The language barrier did not hinder the communication because of the body expression. The true god made a puzzled expression on Grandma Yang's face, but still bent his thin fingers and continued to repeat the previous movement directly above Ji Duan's face.

Only this time, the range spread to the chest and even the upper body. The true god muttered something, and Xie Jin raised his head on the ground and saw an incredible scene.

Under the guidance of the true god, a thin black membrane emerged on Ji Duan's chest. The black membrane was like an expanding blister, squirming out of Ji Duan's body, and finally condensed into a black multi-legged poisonous insect, which was pinched by the true god. Struggling constantly in the palm.

"Lord True God said that this is the curse in Ji Duan's body." Droktada's face suddenly became ugly after seeing the hideous multi-legged curse, but as a translator and messenger, she had to bite the bullet and continue. go down.

"My lord also said that because of the incomplete soul, the curse worms in Ji Duan's body have not been completely removed. To completely remove them, he can only find his lost soul. As long as he returns to the physical body, the remaining curses will follow the body. Metabolism is self-defeating."

In the final analysis, it is because of the incomplete soul that this situation is happening now.

Xie Jin clenched his lower lip. He lifted Ji Duan out of the coffin with his two arms full of sores. His weak arms were trembling. While exerting force on his muscles, the wounds that hadn't stopped bleeding ooze more Bloody.

"Xie Jin..." Seeing his distraught appearance, Wen Liang couldn't bear it, and softly called Xie Jin's name, but the man was stunned for a while as if he had lost his hearing.

Handing Ji Duan over to Wen Liang, Xie Jin, whose eyes were obviously lost, knelt down in front of the true god again: "Thank you, the true god, for your rescue. Xie Jin doesn't know how to repay, so I can only..."

He kowtowed with both hands, and kowtowed three more times to the true god, the blood oozed from his arms became more vigorous, Xie Jin ignored it, and raised his bloody forehead under the gaze of the true god.

"Your injury... well, I'm afraid you have no choice but to take Ji Duan out of the village like this."

Droktada quickly said to Xie Jin when the surrounding villagers were talking, "Even if the curse is almost eliminated, he might have to repeat his previous coma before all his souls return to his body."

"#**." The true god who had been watching Xie Jin suddenly said such a sentence, Xie Jin and Wen Liang couldn't understand, but Droktada and the surrounding villagers on the side were surprised.

"What did he say?" Wen Liang asked Ji Duan to his back with the help of Xie Jin, and he asked Droktada as he eased a little.

"Lord True God said, one week, he will give you one week." Droktada murmured, she stared at the familiar face, and after confirming her words, her eyes turned into surprise.

"In a week, if you retrieve Ji Duan's soul, Lord True God will make an exception and extend the sacrificial day!"

Surprises always come very suddenly. Xie Jin and Wen Liang never expected that things would turn out like this.

"Okay." Xie Jin replied, a smile finally appeared on his bitter face, "Then Xie Jin will thank Lord True God again."

The true god avoided Xie Jin's sight with Grandma Yang's cloudy and white eyeballs. He didn't say anything, but rearranged his god hat, returned to the original position and waited for the next person to come to pray for blessings.

Ji Duan was carried by Wen Liang and dragged by Xie Jin. The two struggled to get him back to Droktada's house. As soon as he entered the house, Wen Liang's phone was closed. New news arrives.

"The sacrifice is going to be extended beyond the rules? Then what are you going to do next?"

The sender was Li Yougui, not just Li Yougui. Just now everyone in the village witnessed the will of the true God. Normally, the sacrificial day would end on that day, and it had never been extended to seven days.

If the true god will behave like today in the past seven days, then it is undoubtedly a good thing to prolong the sacrifice.

Putting Ji Duan back on the bed, Xie Jin felt a faint pain in his arm. After staying at Droktada's house for two days, he roughly knew where the items were placed in the girl's house. Wen Liang handles the wound.

Wen Liang's arm was not as badly injured as Xie Jin's. Seeing Xie Jin's hands shaking like a sieve, he sighed, grabbed the gauze from Xie Jin's hand, and wrapped it around the two sterilized arms.

"...I, I have to hurry up and go." Xie Jin's fingertips couldn't help trembling, he had been thinking about this question since the way back just now.

Starting from here to Celebration State will take at least one day to go back and forth, which means that even if the time limit given by the true God is one week, there are only six days left.

Wen Liang tied a knot at Xie Jin's elbow, and then he began to bandage himself again: "In this situation, it seems that we can only adopt Plan B. When are you going to go?"

"When Droktada comes back, I still have something to confirm." Xie Jin raised his hairy arm, only now feeling the pain after being pierced.

He shook his hands and scratched his hair, "And He Nian, we don't have enough people, how can I find him after walking further."

"I still need Li Yougui to help me find out more about this matter. Now this matter is so troublesome... Alas, I have no choice but to take a step forward."

It was inconvenient for Wen Liang to tie the knot with one hand. He glanced at Xie Jin who was struggling to lift his arm, and then used his mouth to fasten a buckle with the bandage in his mouth.

When night fell, Droktada and the exhausted Granny Yang returned, and they were driven back by the villagers in a car.

Xie Jin repeatedly confirmed to Droktada the authenticity of the so-called postponement in the mouth of the true god. After ensuring that the sacrifice was really postponed, he decisively picked up the packed package and prepared to leave the village.

This time without teammates or foreign aid, Xie Jin's uneasiness was suppressed by a firmer belief. This kind of will made his spirit tense, prompting him not to stop here but to move on.

Taking a deep look at Grandma Yang's room with the curtains down, Xie Jin went downstairs with her bag on her back. According to Droktada, the true god has faded away at this moment, and Grandma Yang, who was on the upper body, was already on her way back due to her advanced age. Just fell asleep.

Wen Liang followed Xie Jin downstairs. For Ji Duan's safety, Wen Liang had no way to leave Droktada's house for too long. He could only send Xie Jin to the coffin at the entrance of the village.

The moonlight was surprisingly good tonight, and the pale moonlight shone on the ground. Xie Jin and Wen Liang walked one after another on the path of misery. Both of them were silent and did not speak.

Seeing that the buildings in the village were left farther and farther behind, Xie Jin looked at Wen Liang's long shadow drawn by the moonlight, and suddenly said, "Wen Liang, the village... Ji Duan will ask you, I will come back as soon as possible."

"Don't worry too much, with me watching, Old Ji will definitely be safe." Wen Liang slowed down, staring at his toes, as if he had finally made a decision.

"I have something to tell you, it should help you, but I also hope that after listening, you will not be too burdened."

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