Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 721 Illusion
Wu Yan nodded, and first used a formation to clean his fur, and then started flying up again after dissipating all the water vapor on it. The next flight was very smooth, and he never met What is blocking it.

Ten Wu Mountain is more than 3000 meters long. The top of the mountain seems to have been flattened by a knife. On the flat top of the mountain stands a towering palace. There is a very tall altar in the open space in front of the palace. There are many serpentine sculpture.

The whole palace gave people a sense of ancient majesty, and at the same time a powerful coercion enveloped the crowd, and a feeling of kneeling quickly arose in the hearts of the crowd. This feeling can be felt when they are down the mountain, but Standing in front of the palace, this feeling became somewhat irresistible.

"You can't kneel. Once you kneel, you are submitting. Those who submit are slaves. As slaves, you can't covet the master's things. It's a waste of time for us to come here."

Seeing that Yan Xiaoai and Xueshan were about to kneel down, Wu Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled them up. They were a little confused at first, but when Wu Yan pulled them up, they suddenly became clear. Little, and then looked at each other with some horror, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief in my heart, almost, almost kneeling.

After the minds of the few people cleared up, the sense of coercion seemed to disappear. He looked at the towering altar in the center with speechless eyes, and he seemed to be able to see the priests wearing loose robes and praying around the altar. appearance.

The old prayers were more like singing and dancing. People dressed up and ran, danced and sang with snare drums in their hands, telling their wishes to the gods in the form of singing and dancing, hoping that the gods would respond.

Just as Wu Yan was thinking this way, an ancient chant seemed to come to his ears. The tune of the song was rather strange. The voice was very long, full of mysterious charm, mysterious and long. Today's Tibetan long tunes are quite similar to those in ancient times. A sacrificial chant.

With the sound of singing, more than a dozen people in red and white clothes in front of Wuyan began to run and dance around the altar, and a woman in red clothes was dancing on the altar, and in front of the woman was a huge Drum, with the drum hammer in her hand, she danced and hit the huge drum heavily, making a loud sound like thunder.

The drum beats gradually became denser, and a round of red sun gradually rose in the sky with the sound of the drums. When the sun shone on the altar, joyful smiles appeared on the faces of the dozen or so people, and the rhythm of the singing became more cheerful.

Wu Yan looked at the picture that suddenly appeared in front of him, the corners of Wu Yan's eyes twitched, and suddenly the woman on the altar looked in Wu Yan's direction, she was an extremely beautiful woman with star-like eyes and a beautiful nose. She was upturned, with thin lips like cherry blossoms, and her figure was extremely graceful. Wearing a red dress on her body, she seemed to be covered with red clouds.

The woman jumped down from the altar, and then walked straight in the direction of Wu Yan. She walked up to Wu Yan's side, crossed her hands in front of her chest and bowed, with a gentle smile on her face, her thin lips Lightly opened, a gentle voice came out, as if carrying some kind of strange bewitchment.

"Guests from afar, welcome to the Wuxian Kingdom, please come with me, I will show you around our palace."

The woman stretched out her hand to hold Wu Yan's hand and wanted to walk in, but she pulled Wu Yan hard but did not pull Wu Yan.

(End of this chapter)