The Ghost Mother Sect's method of atonement is more radical. They believe that only by cutting off a person's head can a person be redeemed and the soul be reincarnated.
Therefore, whenever believers of the Ghost Mother Sect come to the priest to atone for their sins and repent, it is the end of their lives.
They don't just find a place to kill people. For such a sacred thing, of course they have to find a very sacred place to do it.
When Xie Rusi said this, Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing screamed immediately. Even a fool could guess that the place of confession mentioned by Xie Rusi was probably the first floor they were going to.
"How many people were there in the Ghost Mother Sect at that time?" Zhou Zijing asked with a trembling voice.
"Believers? There are probably about 100,000 people?!" Xie Rusi thought for a while and said, "Actually, the population in ancient times was quite large, and it was not as described in the textbooks!! The population was sparse!"
"How many people have confessed?" Wu Dazhi was also nervous at this time.
Normally, every believer will repent, that is to say...Wu Dazhi did not dare to think about it.
Xie Rusi winked at Wu Dazhi, and then smiled charmingly: "This is what I want to say, the Ghost Mother Sect has a hundred thousand followers, but they all died later, and their bodies are at our feet!!"
Wu Dazhi almost didn't come up with a mouthful of old blood. He wiped it. The corpses of hundreds of thousands of people were under their feet, and they were all killed by beheading. How violent it must be.
In fact, there are many reasons that determine how violent a ghost is, but the most important reason for a person's violent spirit is the way the person dies. The brutality of the person's death directly determines how violent the person is after his or her death.
The amount of hostility created.
What is very unfortunate is that if what Xie Rusi said is true, then those people under their feet were beheaded among the top ten tragic ways of death, and the hostility formed by the beheaded people after death was only greater than that of Ling Chi and Wu Ma.
Smaller.
While Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing were thinking wildly, Xie Rusi looked at the watch on her wrist and said calmly: "Let's go, we can't avoid the violence and corpses. As for when they will appear, I'm not sure
, it just depends on luck!”
Wu Dazhi was afraid that Xie Rusi was cheating, so he quietly pulled Zhou Zijing aside and whispered: "Go in and cast the purification spell first..."
Zhou Zijing glanced at Wu Dazhi doubtfully, and Wu Dazhi patted him on the shoulder and continued: "I know that your cultivation level here is almost zero. Just make sure that there is no pollution within even half a meter around us. When the time comes,
We also have time to run!!”
Zhou Zijing had reservations about Wu Dazhi's idea, but it seemed that there was no better way besides this method, so Zhou Zijing nodded in agreement.
Just as they were making their own little calculations, Hu Xue and Xie Rusi had already reached the entrance of the first floor. Hu Xue turned around and waved to them, signaling them to follow them quickly.
The two of them did not dare to delay, so they hurriedly ran two steps to follow. Then Xie Rusi walked in first. Hu Xue was worried about an attack from behind, so he asked Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing to walk in the middle and blocked the rear.
When he went down to the first floor, Wu Dazhi was a little dumbfounded. The first floor was already equivalent to an ancient basement. In other words, the moonlight could not shine in at all. Wu Dazhi, who had not yet adapted to the darkness, could not see anything.
Just when he turned over to look for the flashlight in the package, the surrounding area suddenly became brighter. Wu Dazhi took a closer look and saw something like a will-o'-the-wisp on Xie Rusi's hand.
Wu Dazhi screamed in fright, and hurriedly took a step back, just in time to step on Zhou Zijing's foot. Zhou Zijing also yelled, and pushed Wu Dazhi, complaining dissatisfiedly:
"Oh, Wu Dazhi, are you born in the year of the rabbit?! Isn't it interesting to scare people in this ghost place at night?!!!"
Wu Dazhi didn't have time to explain to Zhou Zijing, so he hurriedly looked at Xie Rusi's hand and saw that she was holding a cold burning stick, which was not some kind of will-o'-the-wisp.
Could it be that he was dazzled just now and saw it wrong? No, Wu Dazhi immediately rejected his idea. He definitely saw it right just now, it was a will-o'-the-wisp.
Wu Dazhi was a little more wary of Xie Rusi. He couldn't understand that even if Xie Rusi was a Taoist priest, a warlock, or even a witch, she was good at everything, but after all, she was a human being, and she shouldn't be able to light a fire by spreading her palms.
ability.
Do you want to test her? Wu Dazhi murmured in his heart again, but in the end he decided to observe her for a while before talking.
After calming down, Wu Dazhi focused all his attention on observing the so-called confession hall.
The underground buildings of the Ghost Mother Temple are obviously much grander than the above-ground buildings. Coming down from the entrance, directly opposite is a row of tall pillars, with a total of eight pairs and sixteen pillars. After the pillars, there is a long corridor.
.
The light of the cold burning rod was limited, and Wu Dazhi couldn't see how deep the corridor was. After looking at it for a few seconds, he suddenly felt very cold for no reason. The cold feeling was like a gust of cold wind, directly penetrating into the corridor.
Common in bone marrow.
Wu Dazhi hurriedly withdrew his gaze and followed Xie Rusi. The large pillars at the entrance formed a space, and the four walls were painted with murals. Although they had gone through thousands of years, the colors were as bright as before. The murals above were even more vivid.
Wu Dazhi slowed down and took a closer look at the mural on the left. He saw a woman painted on it, half a woman to be exact, with a beauty on one side and a skeleton on the other. What made Wu Dazhi feel even more strange was this "
"Woman" is floating in the air in a strange posture.
There was a group of people at her feet. The ones closest to her were seven men in black robes. They just bowed slightly, as if listening to the woman's admonishment.
Looking back, there was a woman in a red robe standing bent behind the seven men. There were about a dozen of them. Each of them was holding something different in their hands. Looking more closely, Wu Dazhi almost fainted in fear.
In the past, women held heads in their hands, all kinds of heads, both male and female.
The expressions on each head are vividly painted, as if they are not a mural but actually exist in front of your eyes.
"I didn't expect you to also like to see murals!" While Wu Dazhi was observing the murals attentively, Xie Rusi came over, glanced at the murals, and said lightly:
"What are painted on these four walls are the confessions of the members of the Ghost Mother Sect, from confession, to beheading, to finally presenting the penitent's head to the Ghost Mother!!"
After observing the surrounding situation, Hu Xue also walked up to Wu Dazhi, glanced at Xie Rusi, turned to Wu Dazhi and said: "What you are looking at should be the last one of offering the head. If you are interested, come out and look at it later!!"
"
After speaking, he secretly put something into Wu Dazhi's hand. Wu Dazhi understood and remained silent.
"Eh!!" Zhou Zijing, who had been ignored, seemed to have discovered some secret. He ran to Xie Rusi and said, "There are three directions here. Which one should we take to reach the entrance of the next floor?"
"I don't know, I can only find it based on my feeling!" Xie Rusi said coldly.
As soon as Xie Rusi finished speaking, the huge confession hall seemed to think of footsteps, one, two... more and more...