Chapter 138 You go down, and you will meet a pair
In front of Su Fan, the store manager and the policeman were trembling, and they were almost speechless.
The two of them were assigned to take Su Fan to the orchard as a sacrifice.
But I didn’t expect to see the terrifying and ferocious priestess as soon as I entered the door.
When the dark and cold claws strangled their necks, both of them could not hold the weapons in their hands and fell to the ground.
They were escorted to the living room in a daze. When they saw Su Fan, they were horrified and moved.
The terrifying ghost behind it is actually taking orders from this Asian young man!
Seeing that Su Fan looked unhappy across from him, the policeman quickly opened his mouth to answer the question.
"We don't know about this. The main sacrificial steps are all the responsibility of the curator, we are just cooperating..."
Hearing this, Su Fan suddenly understood.
There are still some people with real power in this small town of Kochi who secretly launched the sacrificial ceremony.
Using his position and status, he effectively concealed all information from the general public.
Luring other people passing through the town must be because they are worried that people in the town will go missing and arouse suspicion.
"Since you have chosen me as the male sacrifice, then who is the female sacrifice?"
"The female...the female sacrifice is..."
Police At this point, I started to falter, but the next second, I felt a stinging pain in my back!
The sharp claws of the priestess easily penetrated the clothes and scratched his skin. Warm blood flowed from the wound and soaked the clothes.
“I say! I say!”
The fear of death causing the police to shout changed their tone.
“The girl chosen as a sacrifice is the one who talked to you at that time! She is the one whose parents died and went to her uncle and aunt!”
"That's right! That couple also participated in the sacrificial act."
"You are using people from the town as sacrifices now?"
Su Fan frowned.
"No...the curator said that she revealed the whereabouts of the previous sacrifices to you, and since she is an outsider, no one will continue to trace her even if she dies..."
Su Fan In his mind, the appearance of the young girl he talked to that morning emerged.
What a fateful fate. After my parents passed away, the relatives who took refuge turned out to be followers of the evil god.
Judging from her cooperation with the investigation at the time, she seemed to have a good heart.
The main body of the god Wan Ne is in the orchard, but it only becomes active at night.
Since they were going to sacrifice him, they would definitely tie him up in the orchard and wait for death before dark.
The sky remained dark after the rain, but judging by the clock, it was already evening.
It's time to take action.
"Tie these two up for me, they will be of use to me."
After Su Fan finished speaking, the scrawny Hanged Man appeared out of thin air in the room, holding a hemp rope towards him. Walked with the two of them.
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In the dim cellar, the huddled figure on the ground moved twice and slowly opened his eyes.
She held the aching back of her head and checked her surroundings.
Where is this?
Emily's eyes were full of confusion.
She remembered that she was washing the car and was called by her aunt to help inside.
Then the memory stopped abruptly.
Apparently, she was knocked unconscious by someone from behind and brought here.
Emily tried to get up, but found that her hands and feet were tightly tied.
A terrible guess emerged in her mind, but she was not sure.
At this moment, the entrance to the cellar diagonally above opened, and the light of the flashlight came in.
After her eyes adjusted to the sudden light, the figure that appeared above made Emily unbelievable.
"Uncle Harry! Aunt Stacey?!"
"You!"
In addition to the two people above, there are many acquaintances who often see each other. .
The library director raised a shotgun and pointed it at Emily.
Maybe it was to make her understand her death, or maybe it was because of the little guilt in her heart about sacrificing her niece.
On the way to the orchard, the old man Harry told her the truth about the harvest at the town's farm, as well as about the God of Wind and the sacrifices.
"Child, it is your destiny to be a sacrifice..."
"No, Uncle Harry, I don't want to...please..."
Know yourself About to be killed and become food for the land, Emily begged with tears in her eyes.
But everyone looked indifferent and unmoved.
"Child, we don't want this either, but it's all for this town."
The old woman Stacey shed crocodile tears and gently stroked Emily's cheek.
"You have also lived in this town for more than a year and have received the favor from God Wan Ne. Now it's time for you to repay."
"All for the gods..."< br>
As soon as these words came out, Emily was heartbroken.
These people in front of her were determined to use her as a living sacrifice, and no matter how much they begged, it would have no effect.
Several people took Emily to the orchard and tied her tightly to one of the trees.
“The police haven’t brought the person here yet?”
Seeing that the sky was about to turn completely dark, the library director looked unhappy.
As the sun sets in the west, the originally green orchard becomes dark and deep.
White mist spreads everywhere, and under the dim light, the shadows of the branches twist and dance like ferocious ghosts.
The atmosphere changed and everyone felt a sense of discomfort.
“I don’t know how to move fast, this is the last day!”
“It takes so long for one person to hold a gun and the other to deal with an unarmed kid. What a waste. !”
The library director couldn’t help but glance at the scarecrow not far away. The scarecrow, which is no different from the real person, is still sitting quietly on the shelf.
But everyone present knows that as time goes by, it will come down from above and take the lives of those present.
The library director, who was becoming more and more anxious, took out the mobile phone in his pocket and started dialing the police number.
The other people also stared at him intently, hoping that the news they wanted would come from their mobile phones.
In the quiet orchard, there were only beeps one after another.
Just when the curator was about to hang up the phone with an annoyed look on his face, a ringtone came from not far away.
This is the police cell phone ringtone.
Everyone in the town was relieved, and at the same time they began to look for the direction of the police, and finally locked it behind a big tree.
"Put away your boring tricks! What time is it now!"
Old Harry shouted to the big tree.
After a while, a figure walked out from behind the tree.
When they saw the visitor, everyone in the town changed their expressions.
“Why is it you?!”
The person who came was not the small town policeman they were familiar with, but Su Fan.
Shouldn’t he be knocked unconscious by the two policemen and brought here?
How did you get here? !
The curator suddenly realized something was wrong.
“Where did the two of them go?!”
He was answered with two muffled sounds.
Two huge sacks were thrown to the ground in front of them.
After landing in the sack, it kept flopping around, obviously there was something alive in it.
Seeing this, how could everyone in the town not guess where the other two were? !
The curator reacted the fastest and aimed his gun at Su Fan.
He didn’t know how the other party defeated the store manager and the police, but at this distance and holding a gun, he had the advantage!
Su Fan, who was pointed at the gun, did not show any fear on his face.
He took one step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the curator!
The latter subconsciously pulled the trigger, but a huge force lifted the muzzle of his gun.
The bullet that was originally fired flatly flew towards the sky.
Before the curator could fire the second shot, he felt a sharp pain in his head and passed out.
Several other old men and women were so frightened that they were killed when they saw the middle-aged curator holding a gun.
But before he could escape or scream, Su Fan slapped him and knocked him unconscious.
In just ten seconds, everyone fainted and fell to the ground.
Not far away, Emily was tied up and waiting to die, with a dull look on her face, unable to believe what she saw.
It wasn't until Su Fan came to untie her that she realized that she was not dreaming.
"Thank you for saving my life."
She stood up, not caring about her limbs that had been restrained for a long time and had poor blood flow, and thanked Su Fan.
“Let’s go.”
Su Fan said simply.
Emily nodded, took one last look at the people on the ground, followed Su Fan's suggestion, and turned around to leave.
After sending the girl away, Su Fan looked at the town residents on the ground.
While they were explaining to Emily, Su Fan had already been waiting here for a long time.
Of course I also heard that nonsense theory of sacrifice and dedication.
It is clear that he is using other people's lives in exchange for his own interests, but he says it so righteously.
So with a spirit of dedication, why not sacrifice yourself to help others?
Anyway, both of them are just old men and old ladies buried in the dirt, right?
Su Fan has nothing good to say to this kind of person.
Let the female astrologer ghost appear, summon Tarot visions and tie them up one by one, placing them neatly in pairs.
After a brief glance, Su Fan frowned.
This number doesn’t seem right.
It can’t be put together.
He turned his head and looked up and down at the astrologer ghost.
"Why don't you lie down too, and get together with the remaining one."
The astrologer ghost was silent for a while, and then waved her hand to summon the priestess.
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The mist is thick and the shadows of the trees are dancing.
When dark clouds covered the moon, a heavy and creepy breathing sound came from the silent fruit trees.
The lifeless scarecrow on the shelf suddenly moved.
It slowly twisted its head, stretched its limbs, and landed on the rain-soaked, leaf-covered land from above, without making any sound.
On the face wrapped in torn linen, a pair of red eyes, like lanterns, emit a breathtaking light in the dark night.
On the last night of the seven-day ritual, it came to collect the sacrifices offered by everyone.
This is a necessary sacrifice in order to make the land fertile and have good harvests year after year.
If you don’t obey, all the plants in this town will die.
This is him, the wrath of the god Wan Ne.
The eyes glowing red fell on the ground in front of him.
The sack covers things with blood and the breath of life.
Presumably those are the young and energetic men and women it is about to enjoy.
The scarecrow walked step by step, raised the sharp sickle on his right arm, and opened the sack.
Below, there are two white-haired old men.
(End of this chapter)