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Chapter 121: Do Godly Disciples Really Exist? (2)

"Chen, choose to believe me!",

Atba said sincerely,

"I have seen those god disciples, they are real, and they look really scary, completely different from what those traffickers say.

When I traded with them before, I had never seen their faces. They rarely spoke or smiled at me. Sometimes I even felt that they were not real living people, but demons from another world.

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"Devil? Why do you think so?",

Chen Zhi looked at Ateba thoughtfully, "You have been saying that these disciples are weird, so what is so weird about them? You just said that you have never seen their appearance."

"I can't tell you the specifics..." Ateba was at a loss for words. After being silent for a while, he said,

"They are all wearing long black robes, and their faces cannot be seen clearly. Their turbans are of high quality, and their walking posture is very strange. Their left feet are a little lame, as if they are all lame, but their

The speed is very fast. These people are very smart. I rarely communicate with them, but they always know what I am thinking. Their eyes seem to be able to see things that ordinary people cannot."

"Is your left foot lame? It's very interesting...",

Chen Zhi stared at Ateba for a while, observing the details on his face, then turned back and said to everyone,

"No matter what, our purpose is to find the child. The one-eyed insect saw the person who took the child away. We only need to find the location of those people. As for whether they are disciples of God or not, it has nothing to do with us.

Now I have to do a ritual, which will help us find those people, but if the ritual fails...",

Chen Zhi said this and turned to look at Ateba again,

"Then it proves that you have been lying..."

After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he waved to Pang Wei to take out the big bag he had prepared, and then asked Ji Ying to pull all the women aside, while he found a blank space in front of the high platform.

Fat Wei had always been suspicious of Ateba and kept watching Ateba's every move. When he brought the bag over, he lowered his voice and said to Chen Zhi.

"Chengzi, I think there must be something wrong with that Egyptian Asan. I noticed that there was wild honey in their luggage. Those traffickers were obviously killed by him, and our tracking skills are correct. Along the way, I didn't know what to do.

I didn't see any footprints left by anyone. If anyone had really visited this place, unless those disciples were really capable of flying, they would definitely have left some traces.

I guess..., I guess this old boy tricked us here on purpose? Maybe he is some kind of god disciple himself!"

"It's not impossible..., but what is his purpose in deceiving us to come here?",

Chen Zhi said silently,

"It must have a very important purpose after going through so much trouble, otherwise it doesn't make sense. Let's complete the ritual first, and then everything will be known..."

After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he went straight to the open space in front of him.

This high platform is indeed ancient. There is a dark red stone slab under Chen Zhi's feet, with some strange patterns carved in the middle.

This pattern has never been seen in any Egyptian materials. It has sharp edges and corners, and the lines are intertwined in a disorderly manner. The painting looks like a cage. In the middle of the cage is a dark thing, like

A ghostly shadow.

When Chen Zhi sat on this open space, the stone slab seemed to feel the invasion of aliens. In the deep wind, the entire high platform seemed to start to tremble slightly...

Fat Wei took out the native cat he had caught in advance from the bag. After two days of bumping on the road, the Egyptian native cat was almost out of breath. At this time, Fat Wei pulled up his trouser leg and pulled out a short knife...

The next second, the wild cat let out a scream, and its neck was cut off. Pangwei's knife was very fast, and the sharp blade started from the wild cat's neck, and pulled off the fur all the way down. The cat's blood spattered all over the floor.

, looks very bloody.

Mina, who was standing on the edge, had her mouth wide open. She didn't know what they were doing. She just felt that these Asians were too mentally ill. Atba even reached out and covered Puna's eyes.

Taking advantage of Fat Wei's opportunity to peel off the cat's skin, Chen Zhi dipped a stick in the cat's blood and began to draw a circular totem on the ground. After finishing the totem, Chen Zhi placed Chinese medicinal materials in the four corners of the totem.

He sprinkled the grains in his hands regularly on the totem while speaking plausibly.

If there was anything that Chen Zhi gained the most from his last trip to the Feilong Valley in Wushan, it was that he learned this summoning technique.

Chen Zhi once saw Master Puhang using this weird ritual to summon a transparent person to lead him. After Chen Zhi learned the basic method, he has been studying the principles in the library materials during this period.

It turns out that this is a summoning technique passed down from ancient times, and later it was mainly spread to the mountain tribes in foreign lands. Its main principle is to concretize the human brain's perception of things through the images seen in the human eyes, and then make this

Perception becomes a human form, and then it can lead to the place where the image really is. In other words, this is human beings' sealed sixth sense - intuition.

In fact, human beings still have the ability of intuition in many cases. For example, after arriving in a strange place, even though the surrounding environment is unknown, the intuition in the brain will lead the way.

But the price of this ritual is that it requires a life sacrifice, which means depriving a creature of its life, and then inserting the intuitive image into the dead soul of the dead animal, thus forming the transparent person they saw at that time.

Fat Wei sent the unlucky lynx to see God, and then followed Chen Zhi's instructions to stick the skinned cat corpse on a stick and place it bloody in the middle of the totem.

When everything was ready, Chen Zhi sat in the middle of the totem, filled a saucer with water, then put a piece of skin tissue removed from the Cyclops into the water, and sprinkled fine crystal salt into the water.

, then closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently, and the low voice of the mantra echoed in this oasis for a long time...

The wind in this oasis obviously started to become fierce, and the wind speed was very fast, as if everything was blown away. Mina, Ateba and others hugged the big tree tightly to stabilize their bodies in the strong wind.

, Chen Zhi has been sitting there, motionless, his mantras rising and falling, blending in with the howling wind.

"Gudu~~~Gudu~~~Gudu~~~~",

There was a boiling sound, and the circular totem on the ground began to change continuously...


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