Huge devouring force surged toward the purple-robed woman, and her flesh and blood quickly dried up, like withered branches and leaves.
Tian Deping, eyes wide open, pounced on the woman in purple shirt, but was unable to reverse her fate of being sucked dry.
Tian Deping turned to look at the dancing horse.
"what have you done?"
Wu Ma said nothing and looked at Tian Deping coldly.
"you wanna die!"
Tian Deping seemed to bite out these three words with his teeth.
After saying that, he jumped towards the dancing horse.
"If Yan is dead, let's all die!" Tian Deping's face was twisted and ferocious, "I don't want to live anymore, and you will die too. You will die worse than us."
Tian Deping waved his hand and suddenly grabbed a black-tasseled spear.
"Black tassel gun, black tassel gun,"
Tian Deping's hoarse voice seemed to be chanting a curse,
"I will use you to pierce my enemy, and you will suck out his blood and his soul, and make him trapped in a black tassel cage, where he will be punished by the black flames forever and never be able to stand up again!"
The black tassel gun seemed to really understand Tian Deping's words. The black tassel at the tip of the gun seemed to be shaking alive, exuding a dark, obscure and hungry aura.
If there is no accident, the dancing horse feels that it will really eat itself.
"She won't die," Wu Ma almost shouted, "she can live!"
Tian Deping pointed his black tassel gun at the dancing horse,
"Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"
The dancing horse shakes its head.
"So, you have been lying to me from the beginning to the end," Tian Deping thrust the black tassel gun forward. "You have already untied yourself and are just waiting to harm me during the sacrifice."
"Give me a moment to breathe!" said the dancing horse.
As he spoke, he sank the gray snake into the "Monster Manual of the Tang Dynasty" and came to the scroll. He saw another gray and white pattern in the space next to the furbolg——
A bronze lampstand with an oil-soaked wick. The light is about to go out, and there is only a faint wisp of smoke, leaving only a few stars.
There is a Buddha statue faintly behind the lampstand.
Just now when we were experimenting with drilling holes for the altar, this pattern appeared.
Who knows what the scientific principles behind this are.
All in all, there is absolutely no ready-made set of chemical equations that can correspond to it.
The dancing horse controls the gray snake and blows on the wick, causing the sparks to flicker.
Then, the woman in purple shirt stopped drying out and gradually became plump and rosy. It was as if someone was inflating her with a trachea.
After a while, she let out a muffled groan.
The sound is quite nice.
Even now, I am still paying attention to this. Wu Ma admires his calmness and composure.
"That Yan! That Yan!"
Tian Deping threw away the black-tasseled gun and threw himself on the woman in purple shirt, "You finally woke up."
A trail of tears slid down each side of Tian Deping's cheeks, like two reptiles.
The woman in purple clothes closed her eyes tightly and remained silent.
Of course, Wu Ma doesn't know the condition of the woman in purple shirt, but if he wants to survive, he can only seize this opportunity. He might as well blackmail Tian Deping first.
"She's not dead,"
Wu Ma said: "But there is no life. I can save her - I have conditions."
"you wanna die?"
"Save her," Wu Ma said, "You have to die."
Tian De was stunned for a moment, then laughed,
"I'm going to decide your fate, even the Buddha can't keep you."
Then he swung his black cherry gun and shot at the dancing horse.
Wu Ma said this, originally for bargaining, but Tian Deping did not expect that Tian Deping had no sense of bargaining at all.
"Then let's go together." Wu Ma simply said everything was over.
After saying that, he thought deeply and drove the gray snake to rub the wick on the scroll as hard as he could.
Soon, the wick will go out.
On another altar, the woman in purple clothes shivered all over, and her flesh and blood soon withered and shriveled up.
Tian Deping was about to pierce the dancing horse, but just a few inches away, he flicked the spear head and avoided it.
Immediately he knelt on his knees and kowtowed to the dancing horse.
There was a banging sound and blood dripped on the ground.
Wu Ma thought: This is asking me to spare his life. But God knows if I can save the girl named Na Yan. Even if I can save her, who will guarantee that Tian Deping will not repay kindness and burn bridges across the river?
This is the moment that determines life and death. I must not show any cowardice and let him see the flaw.
Then he held his breath and concentrated, pretending to be an expert, and said calmly:
"I just fell into the enemy's trap and fell into your hands. This is a great shame and humiliation. How can I let it go? That Yan will live and Tian Deping will die. There is absolutely no room for negotiation."
"Don't push people too hard!"
Tian Deping's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to fight back. There was a sudden shock in the secret room, and the shadow of a black furbolg holding a black cherry gun flashed on top of the altar, and the blood evil energy around him was extremely strong.
Tian Deping shivered all over and fell to the ground softly.
"It's coming, it's finally coming," he looked around and knew that the sacrifice had attracted the Black Mountain God, and that something was wrong.
The Black Mountain God looked at Tian Deping, clearly treating him as a sacrifice.
"Good and evil will have their consequences, and they will be rewarded in the end. I finally understand."
Tian Deping laughed miserably and looked at the dancing horse, "I can't survive. Originally, you had to be buried with me."
Tian Deping stood up unsteadily, picked up the woman in purple and put her next to the dancing horse, "Now that the sacrifice has begun, someone must be the sacrifice. I can be the sacrifice, but you must save her."
Wu Ma thought to herself: I am just pretending to be an expert, but I am not really an expert. How do I know how to save her? Even if I can save her, I am determined not to save her, otherwise will she kill me for revenge?
Tian Deping said: "I know what you are thinking - after I die, what does it have to do with you whether Na Yan is dead or alive? If Na Yan survives, he might want to seek revenge from you - I can do it to God
I swear, Nayan will never seek revenge against you."
At this point, Tian Deping's body suddenly trembled, and his flesh and blood began to dry up, "But you must also risk your life as a guarantee - you must save Na Yan, otherwise you will not die well, it is absolutely true!"
"The great Black Wind God of Black Wind Mountain,"
Tian Deping's chanting sounded, and the secret room was filled with an aura of unwillingness and death.
"Your faithful servant is willing to sacrifice his body, and your discerning eyes will surely be able to see through his body and see his sincere heart.
Your servant has only one request.
I beg you to help him and resurrect his lost lover - he no longer expects lovers to get married!"
Tian Deping looked at the dancing horse, his eyes full of curses,
"If his lover cannot come back to life, or dies because of this person, I beg you to torture this person and let him suffer the most painful torture in the world; I beg you to kill this person, imprison his soul, and let him never enter the world.
Reincarnation, suffering the pain of soul refining forever!"
At this point, Wu Ma already felt that the sacrifice was very unreliable.
In just one night, Tian Deping made several sacrifices, but none of them were satisfactory.
If there really is a black wind god in the human world, then he must be keen on playing pranks and making people unable to achieve their wishes.
Or he's just a thief with a bad heart who eats sacrifices and doesn't do anything.
Before Dancing in the Manger finished vomiting, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, as if a pair of eyes opened from the void and glanced at him.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if something cold had penetrated into his soul, like a maggot that had possessed him and would never come out again.
Did it really work this time?
The dancing horse trembled all over. Looking at Tian Deping again, there was no flesh and blood on his body, and he looked like a mummy.
A pair of eyes was not damaged, looking at the dancing horse affectionately——
No, Tian Deping is looking at the girl in purple shirt.