Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 53 Inscribed Ominous
Yu Ziqing understands that you can't empathize, but he can.

He has starved to death twice!

Seeing someone starving to death now makes me feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart.

No matter what, people should not be starved to death.

If someone died of starvation due to a natural disaster, there was nothing Yu Ziqing could do, and it was just a bad feeling.

But if he is artificially starved to death, he still has the ability to immediately block this road, but if he doesn't do it, he can already foresee that in the next few months, there may be even greater man-made disasters, and it may happen at that time There are millions, even tens of millions of people starved to death.

Maybe even more than that.

One is that it is much easier to do evil than to rescue disasters. It is enough to do nothing, and those people will not have the slightest disturbance in their hearts.

The second is because the population on the side of the earthquake is more than an order of magnitude larger than that of the former wasteland, and adding two zeros after it may not be enough.

The scene of purgatory on earth will be far more terrifying than the original wasteland.

Whether it's his identity or his own concept, he doesn't want to see a more terrifying purgatory on earth.

At such a price, there is a high probability that he will not be able to completely retaliate against the dead Baiyang Virgin, and Yu Ziqing is even more unwilling.

After thinking for a long time, Yu Ziqing sighed.

He is different from those evil ways that have no bottom line and no humanity. No matter how hard he wants to be, he still can't do it.

Yu Ziqing took out a small packet of ecstasy medicine and swallowed it slowly. His five senses began to be distorted, and his sixth sense began to be straightened up.

He stretched out his hand and saw the black oil gushing out of his body. Following his thoughts, it condensed into a huge black book in front of him. The black book was completely black with no words on its surface, like pieces of pure black shale , piled up page by page.

He turned to the blank first page.

Stretched out a finger, bit it, and wrote on the first page with blood.

"The incense of hungry ghosts cannot be absorbed by any living or dead souls (including the hungry ghosts themselves), or any objects. Those who include them, those who covet them, their souls and consciousness will be infected, and they will never be reborn forever."

The difficulty of writing is getting higher and higher, and every word seems to be very important.

At this time, Yu Ziqing regretted that he didn't study classical Chinese well, otherwise, he would at least be able to write half less now.

But Cianci and Wu Shuangge saw Yu Ziqing standing there in black scale armor covering his whole body, stretching out his left arm and the sharp claw of his right hand.

The sharp claw of his right index finger pierced his left arm, and wrote each handwriting on his own flesh and blood with unknown runes. His hands were trembling, and it seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult. In the end, he still gritted his teeth. With a low growl, he forced himself to finish writing the last word.

After the writing of those handwriting was completed, the blood, along with the black oil, evaporated and turned into exactly the same dark red runes.

That's the price.

Even if the way of hungry ghosts was pioneered by Yu Ziqing, it is a way of equality for all beings. If people add private goods to it, even if it is to protect hungry ghosts, they must pay a price.

It's just that he has the status of being the king of hungry ghosts, and he can afford the price.

Accompanied by the flow of blood, in front of Yu Ziqing, a phantom of the Senluo Avenue suddenly appeared, extending all the way to the sky.

The dark red blood-stained runes, like meteors exuding a strong ominous aura, fell into the avenue, heavily imprinted on the avenue, and merged with the avenue.

Compassionately knelt down on the ground, weeping, and respectfully saluted.

Although she knew that this might not be the most favorable choice, it was the result she was most convinced by.

She knew that her young master, her king, would never abandon her and make her sacrifice in a similar situation in the future.

Although she was willing to sacrifice at any time, it didn't affect her true feelings at the moment.

But Wu Shuangge, crying like rain, knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily. His young master didn't like it, but he wanted it too. He just knew how to express his current feelings.

Accompanied by dark red ominous meteors, they fell heavily into the phantom of Senluo Avenue.

Far away on Jinlan Mountain, countless hungry ghosts that Yu Ziqing had given to him all came out.

They all seemed to see a Senluo Dao emerging in their hearts, and their king was defending them with blood, setting an absolute prohibition for them engraved on the Dao of Hungry Ghosts.

They didn't know how to express it, and they didn't know how to repay it. They could only bow down in unison, expressing their respect and gratitude to their king.

In the snow field of Jinlan Mountain, the two beating air exploded, and the figures, whose speed was too fast to be seen, stopped suddenly and looked at the hungry ghosts together.

One of them has a thin body and an old face, but he is hale and hearty. His upper body is naked, his body is covered in bronze-colored sinews, and his whole body is steaming, like a stove.

But the other person is a goat standing upright. He is three feet tall. His whole body is muscled like a rock, and his hairs are like steel thorns. His whole body is full of fierceness and is extremely sturdy.

After exercising their muscles and bones, the elders looked at the hungry ghosts, and then looked in the direction of the hungry ghosts' worship, and they looked at each other.

The Lichang put on his clothes, his body became old and thin again, picked up his crutches, and walked slowly into the village.

"I'm going to see if anyone in the village is lazy. Lazy is not okay..."

The old sheep's body also began to shrink, and turned into a skinny old sheep again. He landed on all fours and chewed a vegetable leaf.

"Well, it's just right, I'm going to check out my vegetable patch too, to see if it's grown, and if the Kamba Mushrooms have come back to life..."

……

After the inscription was completed, Yu Ziqing staggered, and Xiexi appeared next to him in an instant, supporting his body, and Wu Shuangge immediately took out the Gong bucket and let Yu Ziqing sit on it.

After a while, the world in front of Yu Ziqing returned to normal. He raised his hand and looked at his left arm.

There is a rune mark on it, he knows this word, it is the word "forbidden", and the place where this rune is printed is exactly the position of a dead body.

This is a death sentence, and even he cannot change it.

"Sad, is there anything to eat? I feel so hungry..."

Sorrowing through tears, he hurriedly brought some food.

"There are too many, the young master can eat whatever he wants."

"Fortunately, when I was induced last time, I was already prepared. I have been concentrating on practicing these days, and my progress is not slow. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to complete."

Yu Ziqing didn't pay attention anymore, he just sat on the pail and kept eating to calm down the roaring hunger in his stomach that was driving him crazy.

A moment later, everyone came out of the abyss of despair, and helped Yu Ziqing, who was suffering from a splitting headache, to rest.

Yu Ziqing lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He had exhausted all kinds of things and fell asleep quickly.

It wasn't until he was about to wake up that he suddenly had a dream.

He dreamed of the Holy Mother of the White Sun, a very beautiful woman, and then this guy looked at Yu Ziqing and laughed, and countless hungry ghosts around her were worshiping her, her strength became stronger and stronger, and then she laughed even more wildly.

Then suddenly, the nature of all the incense and vows she absorbed, although it did not kill her on the spot, it also changed her from an indescribable beauty to a rough-skinned woman with corns all over her face , the whole body is full of pustules, and the legs are swollen and thicker than the waist, which is ugly.

Yu Ziqing laughed out loud on the spot, and woke up with a smile.

Sitting up, rubbing his drowsy head, he casually picked up the snacks that he had prepared earlier, and hummed while eating the snacks.

If you don't die, you can't die. Anyway, this method is very difficult to kill her in one go, unless all the incense sacrifices of the Holy Mother of the White Sun come from hungry ghosts, so it is possible to kill her in one go.

……

a few days later.

"Holy Mother, hungry ghosts have already appeared in various strongholds, and have brought them all."

Liu Xin reported the latest situation with a respectful face.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun raised her eyelids and nodded.

"well done.

Now that the Shinto is declining, even the position of the Dagan Shinto has been reduced to the point where it needs to be sealed by the Emperor Qian.

You have been able to deploy so many backhands in advance these years, and you have done a good job, much better than the high priests of the previous generation.

On the day when I ignite the divine fire, there will be a place for you beside me. "

"Thank you for the mercy of the Holy Mother, the subordinates must do their best and die."

"You have practiced the Baiyang Sacred Code to the seventh level, right?"

"Back to the Holy Mother, the subordinates are dull, and only advanced to the seventh level this year."

The Holy Mother of the White Sun thought for a while, then stretched out a hand, dotted with gleams of fireflies, which emerged from the air and continuously gathered in her palm.

Then it slowly turned into a crystal-clear gem the size of a grain of rice and shaped like white jade.

The Virgin of the White Sun threw it lightly, and the spar automatically flew into Liu Xin's hands.

"Take some time to practice, the seventh level is still a bit short."

Holding the spar, Liu Xin quickly saluted and thanked him with joy on his face.

After shouting the slogan as usual, he retreated slowly.

Walking out of the residence of Our Lady of the White Sun, Liu Xin's slightly bent waist straightened up again.

With a warm smile on his face, he returned to his residence.

When he arrived at the practice room, he immediately sat cross-legged, holding the spar in both hands. After starting to practice, the realm that had been slow to enter was continuously expanded with the power of the spar.

After one hour of practice, the spar was a little smaller, but his one hour of practice was equivalent to the painstaking practice of the past days and months.

His talent is mediocre, and his foundation is also poor. When he joined a sect of Dagan, he was declared at that time that unless there was a great opportunity, it would be difficult for him to cross the threshold of the sixth to seventh rank in this life.

But now, he has entered the seventh level, and his cultivation base has advanced even faster than before.

In Baiyang Base, everyone has already made preparations.

Those believers who have lost their ego, brainwashed only their instincts, and have not recovered themselves after turning into hungry ghosts, have been gathered in a sacrificial place.

There are the best sacrificial venues, the most complete procedures, the best incense candles, and the most suitable chief priests, who can maximize the power of the incense.

As long as they succeed, they don't have to worry about not having incense crystals to use in the future.

Because hungry ghosts are much easier to manage than humans.

If you want to control millions of people who are not productive, the resources consumed, even if it is just ordinary food, is a huge number, and it takes a long time to prepare in secret.

It is also necessary to prepare residences for those populations, take care of them to eat and drink, and prevent a major epidemic from happening, otherwise a large number of population will be lost.

If there are tens of millions of people, they simply don't have the ability to control it, and they don't have the ability to provide the most basic food and drink.

But hungry ghosts are different, they don't even need to prepare food in advance.

With the same resources, they can supply ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times as many hungry ghosts.

How could there be a shortcut.

Now is the time to start taking shortcuts.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun walked up to the front desk, looked at the densely packed hungry ghosts below with a smile, and those hungry ghosts immediately instinctively understood that this was the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

They chanted scriptures sincerely and worshiped continuously.

Liu Xin stepped forward and presided over the sacrifice.

The rising incense, fused with the purest wish power, turned into the purest incense power, continuously gathering towards the Virgin of the White Sun.

He spread out his hands, as if embracing those hungry ghost believers, and continuously absorbed the power of incense into his body.

However, not long after, the sacrifice was not over yet, when the power of the accumulated incense began to continuously transform into his cultivation, pushing his realm forward.

Mutation appeared.

A strong ominous aura suddenly emerged from all the power of the incense, which merged with the power of the incense.

In other words, it was the power of the incense itself that turned into ominous.

(End of this chapter)