The red moon returns

Chapter 334 Soul Sacrifice
June 1399, 6, nine o'clock in the evening, Wilson Town.

A bonfire was set up, and barrels of beer were carried from the tavern to the square. An intact dead cow was dismantled into pieces and put on a bonfire. For a moment, the fragrant aroma filled the square.

More than a hundred people gathered in the square, singing and dancing with wine glasses held high. The town was as lively as a festival.

The fat mayor almost obeyed the words of Officer Lynch and Natalie, and carried out every order to the letter. At eight o'clock, Lynch said that he would take the opportunity to hold a bonfire party to create opportunities, and at nine o'clock he was already drinking in a lively manner. .

The crisis in the mysterious world is not known to ordinary people. The heavy burden on their hearts is suddenly lifted. The excitement of the rest of the life makes everyone forget the tragedy around them.

After all, people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

I just don't know how the townspeople will feel when it's all over and they realize that this was just an empty joy.

"The confrontation with Mystery is successful, the incident is resolved, their cattle will not die, and there is no real loss."

In the shadow of the bell tower, the police officer sneered in a familiar tone:

"When the confrontation fails and the incident breaks out, there is no feeling at all. Mysterious may win, but they will never lose. Sometimes I feel really angry when I see these people only looking at their own interests, but I can't say What they did wrong is just a little selfish and indifferent, so I don’t like to have too much contact with people related to the mission.”

"Huh? Isn't it because if you have too much contact, you will lose to the opponent's eight conditions? Hey, don't clench your fists. When we first met, you just pushed me to the ground. You wouldn't threaten people like this."

"I always feel that something is wrong with this matter. There are some issues that I haven't figured out yet, and there is always something that doesn't make sense. But according to the information from the townspeople, he did purchase several pregnant cows and calves in the past few days. . This is actually a normal transaction, but it’s a bit strange that he doesn’t raise cattle, and you know that in the mysterious world, these are not cute things.”

"Praise for your generosity, Mr. Trevor. We wouldn't be able to raise so many cattle if you hadn't lent us the money."

"Do you think he will really make any move?"

"Ok?"

Lynch seems to have seen his own bleak and tragic future.

"If he hadn't done it, there would definitely be no action. If he had done it and used the method of summoning aliens, then there might not have been any action. But if, as we speculated, the method of cultists' sacrifices was used If he created this disaster, the possibility of him taking action is very high. I have already said that the deal will be completed tomorrow. He wants to break the deal, and tonight is the last chance. And the effect of the sacrifice is not sustainable. He wants to kill another batch of cattle, but he must take action tonight..."

"why?"

"Cheers to your health, Mr. Trevor."

"Yes, but that's a story for later. At least now we can be sure that he will take action tonight."

"Well, the blood of mothers and babies, the blood of young children, these are all special materials for rituals and secrets. So it is certain that he is indeed performing a ritual, but you are not sure whether it is the ritual we think of."

Beside the bonfire, the townspeople pulled Will Trevor and praised him. Will Trevor's mustache was up and down, and his expression was weird, as if he had a digestive tract problem.

"Because he has moved. Don't look at me, look at him."

Officer Natalie and Lynch huddled in the corner, staring closely at Mr. Trevor who had a troubled face.

"It's all up to you, Mr. Trevor. After paying back your money, we can still make a lot of money. You are such a good person."

Then, the heroic police officer suddenly turned red in the face, with steam almost coming out of her head. She turned her eyes forward, but for some reason, she grinded her teeth fiercely.

Girl, this is not good for your teeth and needs to be cured.

Of course, no matter who needs treatment, that will happen later, because the target they are staring at, the banker Mr. Will Trevor, has quietly slipped out of the venue without anyone noticing. The banker tiptoed to avoid all conspicuous positions, quickly slipped out of the light range, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn these two guys who came out for no reason and ruined the plan we had been planning for more than a year. If I had the contract in hand, all the land in the town would fall into my hands.

I have found a buyer, and now I am implementing the land purchase order. These lands can be resold at several times the profit. How much money have I spent on this? If this fails, I will definitely go bankrupt. Damn guys, what? You can succeed. Fortunately, there is still a chance, otherwise I would really suffer a heavy loss this time.

Your mistake is that you should not have waited another night. Hey, you will regret this. As long as you let me hold another ceremony, everything will be fine.

Turning back and spitting heavily in the direction of the bonfire, the banker quickened his pace and almost trotted all the way, taking advantage of the moonlight to go straight to the house of the farmer who had just been beaten in the afternoon. In the afternoon, you actually dared to resist me in public and wanted to violate the contract and default on me. Loan, okay, you wait, you will pay the price this time.

It was dark in the farmhouse, and the whole family went to attend the bonfire party, but the banker did not enter the house. Instead, he lingered at the door for a while, and finally took out a small box, pinched a few handfuls of soil from the eaves and the door, and finally ghosted Sneakily, he wiped the marks on the ground with his feet and turned towards the direction of the animal pen.

The animals were still hiding in their stalls and refused to come out, which was exactly what the banker wanted. He randomly picked up a few piles of cow dung and pulled out a few handfuls of cow hair. Then he was frightened by the sudden cow braying and ran away.

That's enough. You're done. I want you to stop crying.

Gritting his teeth and grinning, the banker happily ran back to the basement of his country villa.

Mr. Will Trevor never married. In his opinion, money is much more lovely than women. He lived alone in the villa with three servants.

The basement was dark and damp, and a rotten, moldy smell mixed with blood and stench came out from behind another door, which was nauseating.

But Mr. Trevor took a deep breath and showed an intoxicated expression.

This is not a bad smell, this is the smell of money.

The banker quickly walked to the corner of the basement, opened the heavy safe, took out a stack of contracts inside, and touched it greedily several times with intoxicated eyes.

This is the capital that makes me rich. With this money, I will open a bank as far as the Rhine, no, as far as Noland.

Damn it, it's all my money, you can't stop me.

Full of motivation.

The banker held several boxes and pushed hard on the door that smelled of blood.

Inside is a blood pool, with dark brown blood rippling in the pool. In the thick blood, countless internal organs and eyes are surging with the waves.

Several bull heads were hung on the wall above the blood pool. As the banker approached, the bull heads suddenly opened their eyes, staring at him with only the whites of their eyes, and let out a dry and hoarse roar.

"Don't blame me. Nothing can't be sacrificed for money."

Muttering in his mouth, the banker took out the materials he had just taken.

The dust on the eaves and in front of the door represents the mansion, and the feces and hair represent the target. So, here we go.

"I offer the sacrifice, great father of snakes, please take away the life and soul of the sacrifice..."

The banker murmured prayers, and the cry of the bull's head on the wall became more and more shrill. The blood pool surged, as if a huge snake head emerged from the blood pool, and its cold vertical pupils peered at everything in the world.

(End of this chapter)