I, the ninth grade county magistrate, scare the empress to tears at the beginning!

Although all the masters sent by Shura Palace to participate in the sacrificial ceremony this time died at the venue, the sacrifices they sent attracted the attention of many forces.

After all, the Shura Hall is a behemoth in Youzhou, and its majesty still lingers. Coupled with the eight clay pots, it is rather strange, and people want to know what is contained in them.

"Eight clay pots? What are those?"

"Speaking of which, Shura Palace has now become a street rat, and everyone is shouting to beat it."

"Yes, in the past, people were not allowed to kill people casually at the sacrificial ceremony, but that girl Ning and that stunning woman killed about ten people in the Shura Hall, and no one came forward to stop them during the whole process. There is no one to speak for Shura Palace."

"Qingshiyuan and Haige Restaurant, I heard that they have a very close personal relationship with Shuluodian, but Shuluodian Tucun has a very bad reputation recently, and the two restaurants dare not speak for them."

While the people at the scene were discussing, a prestigious old man in Youzhou stood up from his seat and asked directly: "Governor Luo, the sacrificial event is the biggest festival in Youzhou, and all sects and sects will send some A special item that means good luck and good luck. Isn’t it an insult to the Netherworld Cult Master to send eight clay pots from Shura Palace?”

The old man's words immediately resonated with many people. The Nether Cult Master is supreme in their eyes, so they will pay special attention to the sacrificial ceremony. The Shura Palace sent eight clay pots, which were too shabby and completely incompatible with the strength of the Shura Palace.

In the eyes of many people, Shura Palace sent eight worthless jars with the intention of deliberately humiliating the Netherworld Cult Master.

"Netherworld Cult, I order you to open the clay pot and take a look." The county governor Luo Yangqiu obeyed the public opinion and issued an order.

The high priest of the Netherworld Sect did not personally attend this sacrificial event. The people responsible for organizing this year's grand ceremony were dozens of minor priests. They were dressed in the special costumes of the Netherworld Sect and were full of religious rituals.

"Lord Sheriff, this is not in line with etiquette..."

"Open!" Now that Luo Yangqiu had learned about the Nether Sect and its weird mind control methods, he gradually began to question the Nether Sect and was no longer as obsessed and fanatical as before.

The eyes of the young priest of the Nether Cult flashed with a ruthless look behind the mask. He stared at Luo Yangqiu for five or six seconds. With a wave of his hand, the lids of eight clay pots were opened at the same time.

Suddenly, bursts of screams erupted at the event.

"Eight... heads!" Luo Yangqiu took a closer look and was also shocked. Just because those eight heads are still blinking, they are not dead, but living!

The heads of eight people had their ears and noses cut off, and their mouths were sewn shut with silk threads. They were unable to speak. Only their eyes could barely move. It was horrifying.

At the scene, some timid children and women were frightened and cried on the spot. Even many adults find this scene extremely cruel.

Luo Yangqiu immediately thought of a kind of Zhou torture: human pigs.

The criminals' hands and feet were chopped off, copper water was poured into their ears, their tongues were pulled out, their mouths were sewn shut, their heads and eyebrows were shaved, and then they were put into a cesspit.

On this basis, Shura Temple made some "transformations" and only retained the heads of those eight people and put them into eight chamber pots!

How much hatred must there be to do this?

"The Shura Palace sent eight human pigs!" "What crime did these eight people commit that made the Shura Palace hate them so much that they did not hesitate to turn them into human pigs and use them as sacrifices in the grand sacrificial ceremony?"

"I can't tell who they are, but I can vaguely distinguish them as five men and three women."

"It's too cruel. I have never used torture like this for hundreds of years."

Ning Xiaoyu glanced at the eight heads and felt bloody and cruel. I thought that these eight people had some enmity with Shura Palace, and they were made into human pigs. It can be called the cruelest punishment in the world.

However, there was one thing she was convinced of. These eight people were definitely not treacherous people. She suspected that they were some heroes who went to attack Shura Palace to massacre the village, and they were brutally murdered.

With the improvement of realm and strength, Ning Xiaoyu's vision now becomes more and more vicious. She could tell that the lowest among these eight people were master-level warriors, because their expressions showed no fear at all, but instead were full of anger!

What kind of mentality is this? Except for determined warriors, ordinary people would probably go crazy after experiencing this kind of experience.

Another point, she saw from the eight pottery pots that these pottery pots were relatively old, at least more than ten years old, and the glaze color was exposed in some places on the surface, indicating that these eight heads were stored in at least a dozen of them. Year.

After such a human pig is made, the clay pot cannot be replaced midway, so the time of the human pig can be roughly inferred by judging the age of the clay pot.

Almost all the people present felt that it was cruel and unbearable.

But the group of little priests from the Shura Palace seemed particularly happy, and actually praised them in person: "The sacrifices sent by the Shura Palace are very good!"

"Okay?" Sheriff Luo Yangqiu's face darkened and he asked: "The use of lynching and turning people into human pigs is the work of the Demon Cult! Young priests, how can you praise this practice?"

"Among all the sacrifices sent this year, these eight human clay pots are the most valuable." A young priest explained to Luo Yangqiu: "Didn't Governor Luo realize that all these eight people are great masters? They have practiced all their lives. The experience and the spirit of studying martial arts are all stored in the head, and it is most suitable to be used as a priest to the leader!"

"Master Netherworld, do you like these things?" Sheriff Luo Yangqiu asked again. At this time, he increasingly believed what Lu Yuan said. The Nether Cult, which had countless followers in the Youzhou area, and the Nether Cult leader who was known as the savior of the world, was definitely not a kind person. Even if it is really a god, it is still an evil god!

"Chief Luo, are you questioning the leader?" But Luo Yangqiu's reaction was extremely abnormal in the eyes of the young priests. After asking this question, the little priest lifted up a piece of black cloth. Under the black cloth was a statue of the leader of the Netherworld, which was as tall as a real person!

"Praise the leader!"

"Master Cult Leader, protect all living beings!"

Seeing the statue, all the people present lowered their heads and sang in unison the reputation of the Netherworld Cult Master, as if they were possessed by a demon.

In order to avoid being discovered by the little priest, Luo Yangqiu actually got rid of the mental control of the statue, so he pretended to sing along with the others, but he was terrified in his heart.

So many people had their hearts and spirits enslaved by the Netherworld Cult Master. No one noticed anything unusual except for Mr. Lu.

Including several sects in Youzhou, as well as masters who came from other places, all of them acted like they were under mental control. (End of chapter)