Chapter 17 Adding Blood and Burning the Lamp
“Why don’t you light the wick?”
The old aunt looked surprised when she saw that neither Jiang Hong nor Sima Mu lit the wick.
Aren’t you afraid of death?
“Look, it’s too small! It’s too small!”
Some of the tourists shouted excitedly.
Lin Baici turned around and saw a young man wearing glasses. He lit the wick.
The dim light was not blazing, but it made the Buddha baby on his back shrink like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.
There is help.
The male tourists who had lighters began to light wicks.
“Wait!”
Lin Baici shouted and grabbed Sima Mu’s wrist: “Don’t be anxious yet, let’s check the situation!”
“Still What are you looking at? This ghost shrunk in the light, doesn’t it mean that the oil lamp is useful?”
Some people are confused.
"Shrinking does not mean that it will disappear!"
Lin Baici's words made everyone's hearts arouse again: "And there is another problem. There is only one wick in the oil lamp, and there is no lamp oil. Then How long will this oil lamp stay lit?
The young man wearing glasses shook his hand and almost dropped the lamp.
He looked down and sure enough, the wick was burning so fast.
This made him. I broke into a cold sweat instantly
"It's... it's over!"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Why can't I control this hand?"
About forty Several men, too quick and too afraid of death, quickly lit their respective wicks when they saw the baby Buddha lying on his shoulders shrinking on the back of the young man wearing glasses.
The result is now dumbfounded.
"Brother Lin, you are still thoughtful!"
Sima Mu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead fearfully.
Jiang Hong looked at the lighter in his hand and felt it was so hot.
"You...don't scare me, you...don't need lamp oil at all!"
The young man wearing glasses was so panicked that he stuttered. He didn't give up and tried to bake it with an oil lamp. He just lay on the shoulders of the Buddha baby, trying to scare it away.
But it didn't work.
In less than a minute, the wick was visibly burned out.
Phew!
When the flames were extinguished, the lying-shouldered Buddha baby seemed to be growing with a vengeance. It instantly expanded seven or eight times, hanging on the back of the young man wearing glasses like a junior high school student.
“Help me!”
The young man wearing glasses panicked.
“Go get another one!”
Lin Baici urged.
"Oh! Oh!"
The young man wearing glasses seemed to have just woken up from a dream and hurriedly ran towards the purple lacquered wooden frame.
The more than forty tourists who were about to light the wicks with their hands rushed towards the wooden frame in a hurry, hoping to get another one to survive.
The young man wearing glasses lit another oil lamp.
But it was useless.
The lying Buddha baby on its back grew faster.
"How..."
The young man wearing glasses wanted to ask Lin Baici what to do.
Suddenly,
the lying Buddha baby on his back opened its fangs and bit his throat, and then tore it apart with all his strength. A section of the throat was torn off, with a piece of flesh still attached to it.
Bang!
The young man wearing glasses fell down and couldn’t make a sound because his neck was broken.
The lying-shouldered Buddha infant looked like a wild dog, squatting next to him and gnawing at his body.
The more than forty unlucky ones with quick hands did not survive. When the oil lamp was extinguished, the lying-shouldered Buddha baby behind them also began to grow wildly, and then bit and attacked, devouring flesh and blood.
This horrific and bloody scene sent chills all over the body.
“Let’s go look for it and see if there is any lamp oil?”
Jiang Hong roared.
There was a period of chaos and chaos.
Seeing this scene, Jin Yingzhen suddenly understood why Lin Baici didn't take out the lighter.
If a person takes out a lighter but does not light the wick, but waits for others to do it first, it will appear too scheming.
Just like now, in the hearts of others, Lin Baici is still the harmless and kind-hearted student.
Only Jin Yingzhen knows how thoughtful this Oppa is.
Not only does he consider all the possible consequences of any action, he even shapes his personal image.
What Boss Jiang is saying now may not be as influential as Lin Baici.
He is rich,
but Lin Oppa can help everyone survive!
“Can’t find lamp oil!”
The tourists walked around for several times, but found nothing. They were scared to death when they saw the baby Buddha lying on their shoulders growing bigger and bigger.
Lin Baici has already considered the lack of lamp oil and seems to be looking for a substitute.
“You are not going to use human oil, are you?”
Jiang Hong suddenly spoke, startling Hua Yueyu.
“What did you say?”
Hua Yueyu actually heard it clearly, but the consequences were beyond her imagination.
“Haven’t you heard of using human oil to light sky lanterns?”
Jiang Hong covered his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice: “Maybe this level is not good. Use human oil!”
Besides this, Jiang Hong couldn’t think of anywhere else to get lamp oil.
Jin Yingzhen, Old Auntie, and Little Sister Li all turned pale just thinking about that horrific scene.
"You...you are just guessing. What if one person's oil doesn't work?"
Hua Yueyu retorted.
"If it doesn't work, think of other ways. This ghost keeps getting bigger. We don't have much time!"
In order to survive, Jiang Hong did not hesitate to kill people. He looked at Lin Baici : "What are you doing?"
"No!"
Lin Baici refused directly.
If he kills people to get oil, he will live in a psychological shadow for the rest of his life.
"Well, if my method works, don't come to beg me later!"
Jiang Hong was decisive in killing and immediately went to summon a group of people.
Be strong and able to fight.
"This guy is a scumbag."
Hua Yueyu feels that Jiang Hong is too inhumane.
Lin Baici did not give up, he was observing the oil lamp.
The pattern on this is very beautiful.
[A bronze oil lamp, no matter how beautifully made, is inedible, so what is the use of it? 】
Lin Baici was almost angry to death by what the God said. Eat, eat, eat. You just know how to eat, so why can't you say something important?
【The cold night is bleak, everything is quiet, the lamps are burning with blood, and the light of the Buddha is always bright. It is a special flavor to have a vegetarian meal in this environment! 】
The God’s emotion moved Lin Baici’s heart.
"Add blood and light the lamp?"
Lin Baici captured a key word.
Could it be that this oil lamp is not made of lamp oil but of blood?
Thinking of this, Lin Baici pulled out the hatchet stuck in his waist, cut his finger, and began to bleed into the oil lamp.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
The red blood dripped into the bronze lamp, causing ripples.
“What are you doing?”
Hua Yueyu didn't understand.
In addition to her, Little Sister Li, Jin Yingzhen, Aunt Xu Xiu, Sima Mu, Zhang Ju and her daughter, there were about fifty people following Lin Baici.
No one noticed that when Lin Baici was adding blood to the lamp, the dark Buddha on the altar, who had his eyes closed and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Baici.
"Uncle, lend me the lighter!"
Lin Baici saw the blood filling the bottom of the lamp, and was about to stop when another voice sounded in his mind.
[Once filled, it can be burned for three years. 】
What does it mean?
Lin Baici frowned.
He actually didn’t want to bleed any more. This lotus bud lamp is not big, but to fill it up, it would probably take 200cc of blood.
But don’t fill it up, in case the light doesn’t hold up and the ghost thing disappears...
Lin Baici turned his head and looked at the dozens of corpses that had been chewed in a mess by the lying Buddha babies, and suddenly gritted his teeth.
Be sure!
Isn’t it just blood? When you get out, find a chicken to replenish it.
"Brother Lin, what are you..."
Sima Mu wants to say, if you make any discovery, don't do it yourself, try it with cannon fodder first, otherwise you will die , what should everyone do?
Lin Baici took the lighter and lit the wick.
Phew!
A lamp is like a bean, small and pitiful, but its light warms the heart.
Lin Baici suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.
“It’s getting smaller! It’s getting smaller!”
The old aunt screamed happily.
"Jiang Hong, you can use blood instead of lamp oil!"
Lin Baici shouted, if he didn't tell Jiang Hong, this guy would kill people and use human oil to make lamp oil.
Wow!
The tourists gathered around.
"Really?"
Jiang Hong squeezed through the crowd and came to Lin Baici.
He has convinced eight people.
“See for yourself!”
Lin Baici held an oil lamp in one hand and a pine torch in the other. Unlike the panicked people, his face was full of calmness.
The wick of the lamp was burning, and the lying Buddha baby on Lin Baici's body had completely shrunk behind him, not wanting to be illuminated by any light.
Even so, its body is gradually getting smaller.
“It seems to be really useful!”
Behind Jiang Hong, a young man with a hooked nose spit out thick phlegm: “Do I have to use my own blood?”
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When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.
"You saw it just now. Each person can only hold one oil lamp. What if someone else's blood is used and the lamp is stained and the wick cannot be lit?"
Lin Baici asked back.
When Jin Yingzhen heard Lin Baici's answer, he secretly praised his wit.
This aquiline nose, at first glance, is a ruthless person, the kind who does not listen to advice. If Lin Baici wants to persuade him not to hurt others, it will definitely be difficult, but after saying this, he will be put off. .
After all, no one dares to gamble with their own lives.
In addition to Jiang Hong, who had a hooked nose, some people also thought about using other people's blood as lamp oil, but Lin Baici's rhetorical question made them give up the idea.
It can be said that Lin Baici’s words saved many people.
“Forget it, let’s play it safe!”
The hooked nose took out a spring knife, opened it with a snap, and bled his finger.
“It’s best to fill up the lamps at once!”
Lin Baici reminded loudly.
“Do I have to fill it up? It hurts!”
Hua Yueyu’s eyes were filled with tears.
"Don't you guys do it once a month? Still not used to it?"
Sima Mu teased.
Because of the pressure of death caused by the lying Buddha baby on the shoulders, everyone moved quickly and even fought over lighters and knives.
After some tossing, everyone added blood and lit the oil lamps.
"Help me see, has this damn thing on my back gotten smaller?"
"It works! This method works!"
"Young man, you are really Awesome! ”
"What do you call a young man? It's not polite to call someone handsome!"
Seeing that the lying-shouldered Buddha baby has become smaller and that he can survive, the tourists also relaxed a little.
Lin Baici didn't care about these comments. Now he just wanted to find the divine skeleton quickly, destroy it and let the divine ruins collapse.
Otherwise, if this continues, a few lives will not be enough to lose.
“It seems there won’t be any more problems!”
As soon as Sima Mu finished speaking, he heard a girl scream in surprise.
"Why does my blood burn so fast?" (End of this chapter)