I’m Being Held Captive by Demons - Chapter 113

[Chapter 112 Reception]

Wan’er’s face was helpless.

Kong Ning’s brows also wrinkled slightly.

He looked at the river beach in the distance and was silent for a while.

Could it be that… it’s really only hard to make it?

But if you rush hard, you really don’t have much confidence…

But at this moment, there was a little change in the frantic crowd dancing under the moonlight.

More than a dozen tall figures wearing Nuo opera masks dragged something through the dancing and shouting crowd, and came to a position about a hundred meters in front of the old locust tree.

Under the moonlight, the animal they were dragging in their hands let out a humming sound.

But it was eight mature pigs with strong black hair and full body fat.

The old woman under the locust tree looked at the sky and said, “It’s almost time, let’s start.”

So the butchers wearing Nuo opera masks dragged eight adult pigs to the locust tree, and pulled out sharp killers. The pig knife stabbed neatly into the pig’s neck.

Blood spewed under the old locust tree and flowed to the ground, but was continuously absorbed by the ground.

After all the eight adult pigs were slaughtered, there was not even a drop of blood on the ground, all of which was absorbed by the roots of the old locust tree underground.

Afterwards, these sturdy butchers dragged the pig’s carcass away, dragged in eight sheep and eight cows, and sprinkled the blood of the three animals under the locust tree one after another.

The sound of drums on the beach became more and more exciting.

The old locust tree with its branches under the night sky, the buds on the branches are visible to the naked eye and begin to sprout and grow.

In the end, the cold moonlight fell on the old locust tree, and the old locust tree that was originally bare became lush and green.

The old woman standing under the old locust tree looked at all this with satisfaction and said.

“Twenty years of forbearance, in the end, I am the winner…”

Said, the old woman looked at the little girl beside her.

The stiff seven-year-old girl stared at it in horror, her face pale.

The old woman smiled and stretched out her hand,

stroking the girl’s head, and said, “Little girl, you innate Taoist body, give it to grandma and be a seedbed for grandma’s new life.”

“Grandma will thank you for a lifetime.” Under the

moonlight , Under the leafy old locust tree, twisted roots broke through the soil and drilled out.

The roots of the snake-like wriggling trees are all blood-red, as if alive, they directly wrapped the little girl who was sitting on the chair and couldn’t move, and quickly wrapped them around.

Soon, there was only one giant tree cocoon left.

The old woman put her old hand on the cocoon and took a deep breath.

Said: “Finally… I can finally have a living body.”

A smile appeared on the face of the old woman.

But at this moment, a discordant hoarse voice came out from the dancing crowd, interrupting the old woman’s actions.

“The sky is dry and things are dry… Be careful with the candles…”

Immediately after, the drum sounded.

A hunched, white-haired old man, beating a broken drum, passed through and out of the frantically dancing crowd.

The roars of the crowd were so loud and the drums were thundering like thunder, but the hoarse and old man’s voice was clearly spread.

The old woman under the locust tree looked at it in astonishment and asked, “What happened?”

The hunched over, frowning old Man Geng coughed, and said weakly and slowly, “The weather is dry… Be careful of the candles. “…” The

old woman looked surprised: “Qingshi is here? Where is it? Why can’t I feel it?”

So the old man Da Geng stretched out his thin and thin fingers and pointed to Wangjiang River not far away.

However, under the dark night, the silent surging Wangjiang River flows out of the mountain, but there is nothing on the river.

The river was empty and deserted, not even a single water bird, let alone Kong Ning.

The old woman frowned and said, “Are you sure it’s Qingshi?”

This older ghost has been wandering in Shanlan County for decades. He is very familiar with the breath of every living and dead thing in the city, and it stands to reason that it is impossible to make mistakes.

It’s just that what the old ghost said now…

“In that direction, there are tens of thousands of breaths coming here?”

The old woman under the locust tree looked at the distant mountains again, frowning.

“Tens of thousands of breaths? What do you mean?”

“How could there be tens of thousands of breaths?” The

old woman looked puzzled.

On the dark Wangjiang River, in order to answer her confusion, pale lights appeared in the darkness.

Looking from a distance, you can see a few strange lanterns floating in the air, emitting a pale light in the darkness.

And among the lanterns, a tall figure appeared.

He stepped on the surface of the water and followed the flow of the river.

On his shoulders, he carried a two-meter-long giant sword.

The few lanterns floating around him made his face flicker and darker, and it was an empty face.

Looking at the old locust tree on the beach ahead, Kong Ning sneered slightly.

Now that the whereabouts are exposed, they are no longer hidden.

In the dark night behind him, white lanterns appeared silently one after another.

Looking from a distance, behind the man who was riding the waves and going downstream, in the originally pitch-black darkness, his eyes seemed to open one by one.

One after another, white lanterns continued to emerge behind him.

In the end, the dense white lanterns filled almost the entire night sky behind the man.

The pale and eerie lights completely illuminate the river beach.

The man who came from the waves, bathed in the cold moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, seemed to have tens of thousands of strange eyes behind him.

Just like the evil god in a horror story crawling out of the dark abyss, evil and infiltrating.

The old woman clutching the old book looked surprised.

I understand what the older ghost said.

“You controlled tens of thousands of ghosts?!” The old woman’s surprised voice sounded on the river beach: “How did you do it? Did you take over the ghosts of the city god?”

Kong Ning sneered and said, “Want to know? Go ask the ghost of the city god yourself.” On

the river beach in front, the old locust tree fluttered in the moonlight, surrounded by countless frantic figures dancing, and a group of demons dancing terrifyingly.

Threads and strands of flesh and blood were continuously drawn from the dancing figures and flew towards the old locust tree.

However, the few demons hiding in the dark never showed up.

The only thing that appeared was the hunchback with a hunched waist and a wrinkled face.

Kong Ning stood in the middle of the river and said slowly: “I guessed before that the beggars in the city are monsters.”

“After all, every time I go out at night, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com can be heard anywhere. It’s too coincidental to hear the drums.”

“I never thought that my wild thoughts at the beginning were actually right… Hehe…”

Standing alone in the cold moonlight on August 15th, facing the strange crowd on the river beach, The evil ghost, the mysterious old locust tree, but Kong Ning’s expression was as usual.

Don’t be afraid.

The tens of thousands of lanterns behind him flickered under the night sky at the same time, illuminating the dark river surface as bright as day.

Standing several hundred meters away, looking at the old woman under the locust tree from a distance, Kong Ning said.

“I’m here, won’t you call out your men to entertain me?”

Seeing this scene, the old woman laughed.

Said: “I didn’t expect that Ning’er, you really came to die…hehe…I’m so happy to see you for my mother.”