Chapter 178

Huawu Island, on the cliff mountain road opposite the lighthouse.

The dark figure looked like an ant from a distance.

At the front is Hai haoying, wearing a golden robe and a leading hood.

Every time he walked along the mountain road, he would hold his hands high, while the believers behind him would crawl on the ground and chant!

Behind Hai haoying, four strong men carried a sedan chair.

This is a special sedan chair, which is made of the unique bamboo on the island. It is wide and comfortable. However, the sedan chair is open and has a steamer like structure.

The multi-layer steamer structure is full of various sacrifices.

Incense, yellow paper, fruit, live fish

A lamb that hasn't opened its eyes is covered with amniotic fluid.

A bound pig makes a strange hum.

Among the offerings, at the bottom of the steamer sedan chair is Fang Qingqing.

She was among them, combined with other sacrifices, like a set of dishes!

The mountain road is getting steeper and steeper, and the bamboo sedan chair is also tilting.

Fang Qingqing struggled, but he was weak, and his eyes were blurred.

She can only weakly shout: "let me go, you monsters, let me go..."

The sedan chair stopped.

Fang Qingqing clenched her teeth and propped up. Leaning against the side of the steamer sedan chair, she felt a pain in her scalp, but her hair was bitten by the pig above.

Fang Qingqing is hairy. She was a lovely pig, but now she is so thrilled.

Overhead, there is a ferocious dragon head.

The hood with the dragon's head was opened and a thin face appeared.

Hai haoying looks very energetic. She is about 40 years old, which is the most mature golden age in her life.

But now his expression looks a bit strange. Looking at Fang Qingqing's eyes is like looking at his beloved toy, full of expectation and joy.

Fang Qingqing gasped: "I, I've seen your photos. I know who you are. You are Hai haoying, the son of Hai Chaosheng. What do you want to do?"

Hai haoying shook his head haughtily: "wrong, I am not a mortal, but the son of the Dragon King!"

Son of the Dragon King!

Behind the crowd knelt down, limbs are crawling in the narrow mountain road, mouth crazy shouting the name of the Dragon King.

Fang Qingqing has goose bumps all over her body.

She tried hard to get her hair out of the mouth of the pig, screaming: "he will come to save me, you, your plot will not succeed!"

"Who is he?" Haihaoying cold hand, will sacrifice pig up, wipe pig mouth, and put back.

Fang Qingqing gritted her teeth and did not speak. She knew in her heart that the man would come.

Hai haoying seems to be a little complacent: "no matter who it is, it is impossible to stop today's sacrifice. In Huawu Island, I am the God. When mortals come here, they can never fight against the God."

Turning around, Hai haoying stood up again to the crowd behind him.

On his fingers, the sharp nails were carefully trimmed, like claws. They were even coated with golden powder, shining in the light of torches.

After the crowd, a middle-aged man in a black robe came in a hurry, knelt down at the foot of Hai haoying, and whispered: "the sacrifice of the three animals is almost the same, but the calf is missing."

The three sacrifices of pig, cattle and sheep are an indispensable part of the Dragon King's sacrifice.

Before the sacrifice of living people, it is to appetize the Dragon God.

Hai haoying frowned and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Li nianshui, what's the matter with you? In recent years, your heart of serving has become more and more lazy. How many sacrifices have you lost?"

For more than ten years, not counting the Dragon King sacrifice on October 13, the small sacrifice once a day often lost the sacrifice. However, after many years of investigation, no one was found to steal the sacrifice.

Li nianshui began to wipe sweat. In the past, the small sacrifice was the most grand one!

He was cowardly and didn't know how to explain it in order to calm the anger of the son of the Dragon King.

Fortunately, today's Hai haoying is in a good mood. He puts on his hood, turns his eyes and points out: "let's replace it with this one."

Li nianshui quickly gets up and shouts. Several guys appear and catch the white haired dog behind the sedan chair with him.

It seems that this severed tail dog appeared with Fang Qingqing. Now it can be the third sacrifice.The white dog was very gentle and didn't resist at all, so he was thrown into the cage.

Fang Qingqing was pleasantly surprised. He hugged the North Star and felt the warmth of the north star.

Above, a bamboo cover appeared to cover the steamer sedan chair.

The black sacrificial procession went on.

The team had reached the mountainside, but suddenly stopped.

Hai haoying takes off her hood and looks at the front angrily.

The most important mountain road from the top of the cliff is now broken by a deep ditch.

There is a ditch about two meters deep, forming a fracture of three meters long.

The gully appears to have been formed by accident, and the fracture of the mountain road extends to the top of the cliff.

Li nianshui came in a hurry and stammered: "Your Royal Highness, this may be caused by digging a cliff above. After a lot of stones are dug in the mountain, the mountain road will crack..."

Hai haoying glaring: "shut up!"

He was very unhappy. Today's sacrifice is so important that everything goes wrong.

Turning around, the son of the Dragon King put on his hood again and raised his hand.

Sharp claws, nails shaking, behind the crowd are screaming and cheering.

"My believers, the people of the Dragon God, it's time to test you. There are obstacles on the way to sacrifice. We need volunteers among you to build a road to the hall of the Dragon God for me!"

Hai haoying's so-called "divine language" is like a line copied from a third rate novel, but it has received the response of hundreds of villagers in the rear.

On the narrow mountain road, countless people rushed forward. Because they were too anxious, two of them were even pushed directly off the cliff and fell down with a shrill scream.

Then there are more than a dozen old women who rush to the front. They have reached the age of survival, but at this time they burst out with terrible potential. They rush directly to the pit and jump down without hesitation.

Two meters deep ditch, soon filled with "voluntary" believers.

Hai haoying stood at the edge of the pit, and gave praise and blessing to everyone who jumped below: "may the Dragon God protect you, and ascend to bliss early!"

The ditch is full, people are pressing.

The living finally built a smooth road, and the people in the rear stepped on their heads.

Fang Qingqing, holding the North Star, saw the scene through the gap of the sedan chair, trembling all over and couldn't bear to close her eyes.

But she also understood the piety of these so-called believers.

People who have been brainwashed to such an extent are no different from the devil.

North Star raised her paw and gently licked Fang Qingqing's hand, encouraging her.

……

"Hai haoying has passed the mountainside." Fang Tang opened his eyes and withdrew from the North Star's perception system.

The blonde Zhao Zhongcheng is not around.

Fang Tang's eyelids jump, and the five elements pen falls down from his sleeve.

The five elements pen can be started at any time!

When he looked around, he was surprised to see that Lao Zhao was still smoking in the ruins of the office building, with a metal bar in his hand, and he didn't know what he was rowing.

Fang Tang frowned and walked over.

Mr. Zhao, a blonde, has pulled open the smoking bluestones and tiles in an attempt to open a passage.

And the remains of the ruins will be rekindled at any time, Fang Tang grabbed him: "don't toss."

"Do you know what I'm going to do? You know what? Do you understand? " Lao Zhao wiped the dust on his face and shook off his hand. The tone was very exciting.