Wu Ma returned to the secret room around the time Tian Deping strangled Gao Junya's neck.
No need to read the rest.
If you think about it with your heels, you can guess that after Gao Junya's death, Wang Wei will not survive either.
Regarding the direction of tonight's plot, he could only write the word "submit".
Only the most unrestrained screenwriters like to write like this.
But then again, Dancing Horse shouldn't be surprised.
During the period of time when he transformed into a snake and wandered around, Wu Ma noticed clues——
At this point, he finally understood the strange patterns in every room in the Juncheng Mansion and the purpose of the darkroom on the other side of the secret room.
In the end, it was not just the dancing horses that were put on the altar as sacrifices, but the entire county and Chengfu people.
Even Li Shimin and others who invaded the Juncheng Mansion may not be spared.
There is only one way to survive before Dancing Horse - give up all unrealistic fantasies and rely on yourself.
Wu Ma took a deep breath. What he was facing at this moment was a cruel and bloodthirsty, vicious and powerful enemy who would do whatever it took.
He must gather all his energy and muster all his courage.
All the preparations that should have been made before were in place, but he still wanted to make a final effort.
Not long ago, the shadows of a swallow and a goat suddenly appeared in the blank space of the Dancing Horse Illustrated Book, and then disappeared again.
He speculated that this was probably related to the tragedy that just happened next door.
After repeatedly exploring to no avail, Dancing Horse stopped wasting time on the illustrated book.
In the dim light of the oil lamp, Wu Ma opened his eyes, used all his strength to tear off a small piece of rag, and held it in his hand.
Final preparations?
"not enough……"
The dancing horse thought for a while, then controlled the gray snake's head, and perseveredly dug into the holes on the surface of the altar, then retracted it to feel the breath of the altar and convey its own emotions.
"Brother Ji Tai, brother Ji Tai,"
The dancing horse calls:
"I know you can sense me.
We are connected by blood, why can't you bear to watch me die?"
The altar remained indifferent.
The dancing horse is unwilling to give in.
Anyway, there is nothing else to do now except waiting for Tian Deping to start the final sacrifice.
He simply reviewed his battle plan in his mind while driving the gray snake to burrow in and out. After burrowing through the altar under him, he went to burrow into the altar on the other side.
Back and forth, non-stop.
If the gray snake could sweat, then the dancing horse would have been sweating profusely.
After a while, the altar under the dancing horse gradually warmed up, and there was a slight vibration.
Dancing horse's heart moved, and he was sure that the altar was responding to him.
"Altar Brother,"
The dancing horse called softly:
"I don't want to be a sacrifice.
I really want to survive."
"Xi..." The altar really spoke - it was a very vague and distant voice, "First... Xi..."
do not understand at all.
After all the hard work, how could Wu Ma miss the opportunity?
He tried his best to drill into the small hole of the altar, and the gray snake almost penetrated the body of the altar, and then he heard clearly:
"Blood...blood..."
"The hole...the hole..."
This time I heard clearly, but Wu Ma didn't understand the meaning of the words.
"Brother Altar," Wu Ma said, "can you explain it more clearly?"
At this time, Tian Deping's voice singing sacrificial poems came from outside the secret room.
"... Using flesh, blood and soul as a guide... I offer my superiors, my comrades, and my subordinates, and offer their souls... to forge a sacred altar..."
Counting down the movies, TV series and novels I have watched, it is rare to see such shameless and despicable lines in Dancing Horse.
What's worse is that Tian Deping's voice is really unpleasant and harsh, making the dancing horse almost unable to hear the message from the altar.
It only seemed vaguely——
"Blood……"
"Blood……"
"Blood……"
The subtle and vague words made it difficult for him to distinguish them.
After Tian Deping finished reciting the sacrificial poem, the entire secret room shook, and a red light rose from the center of the altar and shot straight into the sky.
It was as if a murderous guillotine fell at Caishikou, and the connection between the dancing horse and the altar was instantly severed.
The altar became cold again.
It's getting colder and colder, down to the bone.
Wu Ma tried to put the gray snake into the hole of the altar again, and felt an unfathomable, restless and crazy power.
Immediately afterwards, the door to the secret room was opened.
The dancing horse's heart almost stopped, but he did not forget to control the gray snake and tightly fit the two broken ends of the transparent chain together...
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Thanks for being kind to yourself6666.
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