Arriving at Zheng Tu's butcher shop, Su Tingyu went straight to the backyard, sniffing constantly, sniffing around like a police dog, and muttering:
"That's right, the smell of human flesh and blood that fills the market comes from here. Hey, why is there also a smell of dog demon mixed in?"
Su Jianqing floated into the backyard of the butcher shop without touching the ground. She suddenly frowned and then looked up at the sky.
Although the sun was shining brightly at the moment, she could not feel any warmth from the sun in the backyard of the butcher shop, only the cold air came over her.
She is a ghost cultivator, and she is far more sensitive to changes in qi than Qin Shaoyou, Cui Youxu and others.
After sensing the qi situation here, Su Jianqing released her soul power and soon resonated with the qi here.
A painful scream and howl sounded out of thin air in the backyard of the butcher shop.
These sounds were very permeable. It sounded like someone was being tortured and screaming in despair, but it shocked everyone in the nearby shops and the streets.
Even though it was daytime, there were still many people trembling in fear from these sounds.
Fortunately, Su Jianqing quickly put away her soul power, and the painful wails and wails immediately disappeared.
"These voices come from the despair and fear of the victims before they die. They are only suppressed by the feng shui bureau artificially arranged in the backyard to prevent them from leaking out. However, those who suppress these despair and fears have no good intentions. He wants to
We need to use these powers to practice."
"Cultivation through despair and fear?"
Qin Shaoyou keenly captured this important information.
"Isn't this the way of practice of the Black Lotus?"
Could it be that Zheng Tu is a demon from the Black Lotus Sect?
But didn’t the Demon Suppression Division launch a cleanup operation against the Black Lotus Sect in Mianyuan County?
Zheng Tu actually escaped the cleanup? How did he do it?
"To practice by absorbing the despair, fear and even lives of others, not only the Black Lotus Sect, but also some other evil heretics have similar methods of practice... Of course, the Black Lotus Sect's demons are the most likely."
When Su Jianqing said this, she turned to look at Qin Shaoyou.
But she didn't see Qin Shaoyou.
In the direction where Qin Shaoyou's voice came from, there was no human figure, only a blood-stained butchering table.
Su Jianqing was certain that this pig-killing table did not exist when she first entered the backyard of the butcher shop. Coupled with Qin Shaoyou's voice...
She immediately rolled her eyes and asked angrily three times: "Is it fun? Do you know how to play? Have you had enough?"
Qin Shaoyou's voice came from the pig-killing table: "I am practicing the use of the mimicry order, not playing."
Immediately afterwards, the pig-killing table changed. After a ripple of water, it turned into Qin Shaoyou.
The black charred wooden sign that was hung on Su Jianqing's wrist was now being held by Qin Shaoyou.
Not only that, a sharp wooden thorn protruded from the black scorched wooden sign and pierced into Qin Shaoyou's palm, sucking his blood.
This black charred wood sign was a supernatural item that Qin Shaoyou asked Su Jianqing for help to make using the supernatural materials obtained by killing the criminal sign.
On the way to Zheng Tu Meat Shop, Su Jianqing handed it to Qin Shaoyou.
According to Su Jianqing, senior fellow apprentices such as Zeng Cong and Tu Huang contributed a lot to the successful production of this supernatural item.
The effect of this supernatural item is to allow the user to gain the ability to mimic form just like the original Guilt Card.
Not only the appearance, but also the breath can be integrated with the surrounding environment, making it difficult to distinguish the real thing from the fake one.
So Qin Shaoyou gave it a name, called Mimicry Order.
However, its side effect is also inherited from the preference of Guoyou cards - it needs to suck blood, and it must be the user's blood. Unlike mirage beads, it can be replaced by the blood of other people or monsters.
Actually it's not bad, it's just sucking blood, not cutting off people's heads or enslaving their souls.
Moreover, the amount of blood absorbed by the Mimicry Order is not that much, and given Qin Shaoyou's current physical condition, it is completely bearable.
Just think of it as having your period once a month.
It's okay for a woman to bleed so much every month. What does a grown man like him have to fear?
As Qin Shaoyou stopped using the Mimicry Order, the wooden thorn immediately stopped sucking blood and returned to the charred wooden sign.
The minor wounds on Qin Shaoyou's hands healed immediately.
After all, he is someone who has eaten fuso and ghost wood.
After chatting with sisters Su Jianqing and Su Tingyu for a few words, Qin Shaoyou turned his attention to Tuhuang.
Since Brother Tu came to Zheng Tu's butcher shop, he held a formation plate in his hand, counted with his fingers, and murmured words quickly that he didn't know whether they were spells or calculations.
Qin Shaoyou, Su Jianqing, and Su Tingyu all knew that Senior Brother Tu was looking for the magic circle and the method to break it, so they did not bother him.
At this moment, Tuhuang walked to the corner of the backyard with the formation tray.
There used to be some flowers and plants planted in this place, but now they have been dug up by the night watchmen. They even dug a big hole, but no clues or evidence were found.
Tu Huang, who had been silent until now, spoke at this time.
He pointed at the pit and turned to ask Qin Shaoyou: "Is this what Senior Brother Cui asked to dig?"
"That's right." Cui Youguo nodded, "He said that the qi in this place was very disordered, and he suspected there was something wrong. He first cast a few spells, but they had no effect, so he had people dig the ground, but there was still no harvest.
"
Tuhuang put away the formation disk and said with a smile: "He didn't pay attention when he first learned the formation. He even dozed off in class. No wonder he found the wrong formation."
Then he leaned down and picked up a withered flower from the flowers and plants that had been dug up and thrown aside.
"Your judgment is correct. There is indeed a magical array hidden in this courtyard. The people who set up the array are practicing Buddhist magical powers. Unfortunately, they went astray..."
Tu Huang shook his head, took out a talisman from his arms, and threw it out with his hand.
"Edict!"
Following Brother Tu's command, the talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and the soil dug out and piled aside immediately flew into the air under the influence of the talisman, and was filled back into the pit with a huff and a puff.
When the hole was filled, Tu Huang inserted the remaining flowers in his hands.
"Buddhists often say that one flower and one world is one, and one leaf is one Tathagata. This flower is the center of this world."
As he spoke, his khaki left hand formed a magic seal and pointed far away at the remaining flowers stuck in the dirt.
A mysterious scene then appeared. The withered flower bloomed again in an instant.
When the flower was blooming at its peak, Tuhuang suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the stamen. At the same time, his spiritual power surged out. He actually used spiritual energy as ink to draw a rune on the stamen.
"break!"
Senior Brother Tu shouted softly.
"Buzz——"
A soft sound suddenly appeared in the ears of Qin Shaoyou, Su Jianqing, Su Tingyu and others.
The scene in the backyard of the butcher shop seemed to be shattered and disintegrated by Brother Tu's fingertips.
Countless petals appeared out of thin air and fell like rain.
The petals are as red as blood and exude a pungent fishy smell.
No, it's not like blood...
It is blood!
This is a petal made of condensed human blood!
It is these human blood petals that create the "one flower, one world" here, hiding the ugly crimes.
As the blood flowers fell, the real scene here also appeared in front of everyone——
Cross-shaped iron frames stood in the yard, with sharp iron hooks all over them.
What hangs on the iron frame are not pigs, dogs and other livestock, but people!