A human head with long hair curled up floated past the large glass window of the workshop. The crimson light then spilled into the glass window and fell crimson all over the floor.
Amid the crimson ground, there seemed to be an object that was difficult for light to penetrate, casting a transparent 'shadow' on the ground.
The transparent shadow that was lying on the ground suddenly stood up. The flat paper-like shadow quickly expanded and became full, turning into a jelly-like translucent human figure. It observed the steel structure altar in the center of the vast workshop, and looked at the god.
There is a single-horned, murderous beast-shaped god on the top of the platform. Its appearance also begins to change into that of the clay sculpture of the god on the altar——
But the clay sculptures on the altar are not just clay sculptures.
Transparent humanoid figures - pseudo-human beings followed the crimson light and stepped into the Haechi Temple. They quickly imitated the one-horned Haechi sitting in the center of the altar and the eight dog and beast statues around it.
next moment.
The one-horned haechi on the altar turned its head slightly.
The bodies of the dummies who imitated it and the eight surrounding dogs and beasts were suddenly ignited with blazing fire.
The fire caused the dummies to peel off layers of 'skin' from their bodies, until all the 'skin' was peeled off, revealing human heads wrapped in transparent membranes.
"Woof-woo!"
The statues of dogs and beasts on the altar began to squirm, shaking off the dust.
Pairs of red or green eyes opened in the darkness, staring at the human heads all around that were fixed in place by the fire. The dogs and beasts took steps - the red light overflowing from the window became more intense, covering the entire area.
It covered most of the 'Haizhi Temple', and some red light even covered the edge of the altar.
The crimson ground covered the ground, and the flames, which were submerged in black and white heads with different crowns and hair accessories, struggled for a few times in the red light, and then went out.
A 'pseudo-human head' floats and floats on the top of the statue of the Haechi mythical beast.
It turned into a red lantern.
Crimson head shot!
Whoosh!
In the red light, the shape of an open scissor passed by.
The cold and dead breath suddenly shone, and the 'red lantern' that shrouded the top of the statue of the Haechi beast was instantly extinguished and disappeared without a trace. At the next moment, more red lanterns turned into pseudo-human heads floated over.
Outside the glass window, there are more heads gathering!
The crimson light on the top of the Haizhi Temple flickers off and on.
The descendants of Wangcai, led by the Haechi Kitchen God below and Wangcai, each carrying a torture device in the prison torture chamber, were instantly in danger and struggled to hold on!
Outside the Haezhi Temple.
In the incineration plant area.
The giant web of hair cut into pieces by the Yin soldiers fluttered and scattered in all directions.
As countless hairs were floating around, the eyes, mouths, and nostrils of the human heads that formed the nodes of each piece of 'remnant net' suddenly burst out with scarlet light. The light surrounded the heads, turning them into lamps.
Scarlet lanterns hanging high in the sky.
Scarlet light pours down!
In the sky, the flags collapsed instantly.
The sound of war drums ceased one after another.
One hundred thousand Yin soldiers perished together!
The wailing sound penetrates the sky!
The 'Zhong Kui' who opened his huge mouth, trying to swallow pieces of broken hair nets, also suddenly turned around under the crimson light - turned into a mottled paint-covered god standing at the main entrance of the factory with his head held high.
The head of the statue suddenly rolled off its neck.
The facial features on the head also fell off in an instant, turning into a hook-shaped ingot face. Taking advantage of the rising flames, it floated into Baishui Village, and went straight to a courtyard near the office building in the middle of the village.
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The fires of the Kitchen Temples were raised toward the sky, covered with crimson light, and then extinguished.
In Baishui Village, everyone is bathed in red light here!
'Crimson' quietly immersed in through the window on the living room door, spread out in the living room, and filled the rooms on both sides.
Yun Nishang pursed her lips tightly and stood at the door of the room, looking at the beautiful woman opposite who seemed to melt into the red light.
The woman is wearing a red dress, with long hair hanging loosely.
She stood barefoot at the door of another room and looked at Yun Nishang opposite with a smile: "Sister A has already gone out - I will block the Li Cui outside. You can go and inform the venerable."
"Okay!" That beautiful figure was imprinted on Yun Nishang's pupils, turning her pupils a fiery red. After she responded, her face also turned fiery red, her heart was beating wildly, and she turned around and ran to the back hall.
Danga stood in the red light, clasped his hands, and recited the 'Fundamental Secret Mantra of the Great Sun-turning King': "Hum!
Buzz!
Bama siddhi hum!"
Pieces of pitch-black lotus petals gathered behind her, suddenly forming black lotus wheels. The layers of wheels kept spinning, overlapping the world and the earth, taking her figure out of the room and appearing in Baishui Village. On the gazebo!
The heavy black lotus wheels spinning behind Danjia slowly rose to the sky.
The roulette wheels folded the sky, and all the red light was absorbed into the folded space and into the Lotus Palace!
The crimson that covered Baishui Village in one breath was contained in the palace of the black lotus in one breath. In the lotus palace, the crimson light was layer upon layer, unable to spread out at all.
The resident tricksters who gathered together to form small teams drove in cars one after another, and the sound of car horns kept ringing in this small village!
currently.
In the very far sky, the hair covering a large area of the sky suddenly squirmed and spread out.
From there to here in the blink of an eye!
Countless red lanterns are wrapped in hair, rising slowly in Baishui Village and in the hundreds of miles surrounding Baishui Village, spinning one after another!
The terrifying charm was like a nuclear bomb dropped on Baishui Village, erupting on the spot!
In that gloomy and terrifying charisma, in the crimson light, there are countless translucent and jelly human figures floating around, surrounding every car in Baishui Village!
Silently approaching everyone they 'see'!
They start imitating!
Click!
In the black and red lotus palace in the sky, subtle sounds resounded.
Danga looked pale.
Pieces of black lotus petals withered and swirled downwards.
Lanterns flew out from the central area of the Lotus Palace. They gathered in groups and hung in the sky, like the compound eyes of a fly. They were layered with blood-like crimson charm. These overlapping red lanterns Tuan', turned the firelight in the lantern for a moment, and the firelight was all reflected on Danga on the observation deck!
"I will solemnly decorate the Buddha's land——"
Sanskrit singing suddenly sounded from a certain area!
The monument made of flesh and blood is covered with a layer of Buddha skin made of gold!
The monument turned into a golden Buddha, and the golden Buddha put his hands together!
Layers of gold paint covered the surrounding cars, covering every Trickster in the car, and a river of blood flowed from under the Golden Buddha Seat, winding everywhere, covering each and every one of them. The Trickster dragged him into it, and the river of blood flooded to Danjia's feet, dragging her into the bloody water——
Wow wow wow!
The silent river that branches into countless 'tributaries' is indistinguishable from the crimson light that covers it.
In this magnificent ‘Crimson’,
The houses and buildings in Baishui Village were crumbling, and the cars covered with a layer of gold paint instantly became mottled, and the paint rolled up, cracked and peeled off - especially in the blood river, which was originally silent, there were also bursts of surging water.
sound!
Along with the sound of surging water, the Blood River was 'widened'.
The calamity within it boiled over.
Red lanterns were projected in the river of blood!
The 'Skin of Zunjia Youneng' fell off in an instant, and Lunzhu was carrying the monument of flesh and blood, teetering in the crimson light!
On the sky!
Countless blood lanterns rotate leisurely!
The entire sky was covered with this scarlet lantern and jet-black hair.
The 'eyes' and 'fakes' entrenched in Mingzhou have completely spread here!
My eyes are deceitful, and deception is coming here!
One after another, gray-white, jelly-like pseudo-human beings appear all over Baishui Village - their appearance may also mean that the "Three Pure Intestines" have affected this place.
Crimson.
Lunzhu struggled to support him.
At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared behind her.
——
“padre nostroitaliano padre nostro……”
Paragraphs of foreign texts reached Su Wu’s ears.
Su Wu slowly opened his eyes.
The rafters are lined up on the roof, and from time to time a few wisps of dust are blown down. In the corner, on the octagonal spider web, a fat spider spits out a thread, hanging itself, swinging in the air.
The blowfly fluttered its wings and buzzed towards the spider web.
It was stuck to the spider web and struggled hard, shaking off many mosquito skin shells that had been eaten out of the spider web.
The chanting in his ears continued. Su Wu looked back at the blowfly. He turned his head and saw a 'foreign Taoist priest' with brown curly hair, a black robe and a hooked nose standing beside him.
Beside the bed, he was holding a book and muttering in a low voice.
Foreigners?
Foreigners from the ‘Great Qin Sect’?
Thoughts were flashing in Su Wu's mind, and his eyes continued to move.
The foreign Taoist priest saw his eyes lingering on him for a moment, and a friendly smile appeared on his face.
"Grandson, my eldest grandson!
Piggy, you finally woke up, you finally woke up!"
The old woman's sincere cry sounded from the side of the 'foreign Taoist priest'. Su Wu moved his eyes and saw a wrinkled old woman standing beside the bed with a cane, looking at him closely.
Tears flowed through the dry wrinkles and ravines.
He opened his mouth.
The old woman wore a navy blue turban on her head, and a few silvery hair strands came out from the edges and corners of the turban, which further highlighted the old woman's age.
The crutch she was holding was probably cut from the root of a small tree. She had held it all year round, and the pits on the root had been smoothed out by her palms.
She was wearing a neat dress, but it was faded and full of patches.
Behind her, there were still some people standing.
The monk who burned his ring scar;
A Taoist priest wearing a Taoist crown;
Several gray-haired old men and a pair of well-dressed middle-aged men and women all turned their attention to 'Su Wu' on the bed.
Except for the monks and the 'foreign Taoist priest', the rest all had shaved foreheads and long or short rat-tails on the back of their heads.
