I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 1085

2022-02-17

Chapter 1085 Acceptance of sacrifice. (Second update! Please subscribe! Merry Christmas!)

Speaking, "Yu" took action and grabbed the throat of the guard closest to him. The dagger penetrated the opponent's skin with great ease, The wound slid quickly and began to cramp and peel...

"ahhhh Ahhhh!!! ”

The scream of pain and fear changed its tone immediately, blood gurgled, and the sweet smell quickly permeated Full room.

The other guards were extremely frightened and angrily roared: "Xiao Meng! I have never felt sorry for you, you are so vicious, you are not afraid of Heavenly Retribution?!"

"Let I don’t want the salary anymore, I’m willing to fly far away immediately, and I won’t be close to Xiao’s house in this life!”

“My dynasty has strict laws, Xiao Meng, you are the son of a wealthy family, you can’t escape the country’s laws if you act like this! Stop it now, it's too late!"

"Xiao Meng, you little bastard! You have to die!"

"I will never let go even if I'm a ghost. You!!"

"Yu" stopped, just when the bodyguards thought he was afraid and didn't dare to continue, they saw "Yu" striding to the one who shouted the loudest just now In front of the guard, he then stretched out his hand and clasped his head. The strength was so great that the guard immediately let out a shrill scream mixed with pain.

As the guard opened his mouth and screamed, "Yu" grabbed the opponent's tongue, and then pulled out the whole tongue...

Blood splashed!

The guard immediately rolled his eyes and rolled around in pain, but was pressed by "Yu", unable to move at all, and couldn't make any sound.

"Hoho..." The blood foamed in his throat, his face twitched, and his whole body kept shaking, looking terrible to see.

Seeing this scene, all the other guards did not dare to come out. The room that had been excited and noisy just now was as quiet as death in an instant.

At this time, "dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and a maid whispered outside the door: "Master Young, the maid brought breakfast. ."

"Yu" said in a tranquil voice: "Come in."

The maid immediately pushed in the door, just turned around the screen, and saw the bloody scene, she was terrified. He was stunned, and the food box in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Next moment, the girl screamed.

It just came to an abrupt end when I snapped my fingers, and there was no movement in the whole room...

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Komatsu Saga, Jin The wind blows.

Xiao Shou looked left and right, and cautiously came to the door of the ancestral hall.

Hiding behind the pillar, he looked around for a while, and when he saw that there was no one around, he immediately took out an old and dull jade pendant from his arms, held it in the palm of his hand, bowed his head slightly, and said mutter incantations.

Soon, the closed door of the ancestral hall opened silently.

A gust of eager overcast wind whistled out, blowing Xiao Shou a shivered.

He didn't dare to delay, and went in immediately.

"Bang."

The door closed instantly.

Feeling the gloomy gloom in the ancestral hall, Xiao Shou secretly relaxed, safe!

This sacrifice, due to Zheng'er's sake, has undergone unexpected changes, and now his three children are all being taken advantage of!

Although it is already daylight, as long as one of the three children is not awake, it will be a disaster for the entire Xiao Family.

However, he has now entered the ancestral hall, which is sheltered by the Faceless Immortal. During the day, it is the safest place in the entire Xiao Family. As the blood of the Xiao Family, here, don't worry about any accidents. .

As his thoughts turned, Xiao Shou immediately calmed down, and his expression became extremely respectful and solemn.

He walked to the small table behind Zhu Zhu, picked up a stick of incense, and then walked to the incense burner, inserted it and set it on fire.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Shou took a few steps back, tidied up his robes, bowed solemnly, then walked on his knees to the confession, lowered his eyes, looked at the end of the bead curtain, and leaned down to kowtow.

After three kneeling and nine kowtows, Xiao Shou said reverently: "Faceless Immortal, the mana is boundless, bless my Xiao family, the blessings last!"

"Pray for the Great Immortal Yuanyou, male believer Xiao Shou, my son has nowhere to go, during the sacrifice last night, the child Xiao Zheng was ignorant and neglected the Great Immortal, please forgive me..."

After saying this, he nodded again and again.

After kowtowing until the incense stick in the incense burner is completely burnt out, Xiao Shou is already dizzy and eyes blurred.

The beaded curtains on the confession case roll up without wind and slowly open to both sides.

Feeling the familiar pressure of Faceless Immortal, as if in the dark, a great terror and a catastrophe were just around the corner, Xiao Shou's expression suddenly became extremely respectful and extremely humble.

He didn't dare to look up, he knelt down for a while, and continued to pray in a low voice.

After that, he kept his head bowed, stood up, took a stick of incense, walked to a familiar location, and put incense on Faceless Immortal.

The green smoke curled up, spitting arbitrarily, and for a moment, two words were condensed in the air: "Xiao Shou."

Gradually, the smoke lingered, and in the depths, there was an old altar, slowly emerge.

Xiao Shou took a deep breath. This time, in order to avoid the children being controlled by the sneaky, he didn't have time to bring any sacrifices.

However, as the Xiao Family patriarch who has dedicated the Faceless Immortal for many years, he is very aware of the rules of offering sacrifices to the Great Immortal.

There are no sacrifices right now, but the Great Immortal is disturbed, so he himself is the sacrifice!

Of course, he wouldn't sacrifice himself entirely.

In this situation, all he needs to do is make a wish to wake up Zheng'er and come over to make up the offerings.

And if you want to fulfill this little wish, sacrificing an arm should be enough...

Thinking of this, Old Xiao stepped forward and put his left arm first. Put it on the altar, and then take out a sharp dagger, lightly under the left shoulder.

Before I exerted much force, the entire left arm had already been cut off at the root, and the severe pain suddenly came.

"Ah!!!"

Xiao Shou shivered suddenly, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he couldn't restrain a cry of pain.

His entire left arm fell on the altar, and the black blood quickly swelled up and gradually engulfed it.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shou hurriedly endured the severe pain, knelt on the ground, and started mutter incantations to say something...

At this moment, under the control of System, Pei Ling, motionless on the seating table.

Seeing Xiao Shou suddenly entering the ancestral hall, directly across the bead curtain, and kowtow to himself frequently, his face suddenly stiffened.

He couldn't even open the bead curtain in front of him!

But not long after the idea arose, he saw that the bead curtain suddenly separated, and then, Xiao Shou began to incense, the altar appeared, sacrifice, and even the other party's prayer was clearly and completely introduced. in his ears!

Pei Ling slightly startled, although he said that his body was being controlled by System, he didn't feel that System had any movement during this process.

Looking at the "curse" Divine Idol not far away, Pei Ling suddenly understood.

I am indeed disguised as a "curse" now, but the "curse" Divine Idol has always been here.

As long as Xiao Shou's ceremony is correct, the power of the "curse" will continue to work!

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As for the description of furniture, clothing, etc. in this book, I explained before that most of the clothing prototypes are from a certain treasure, and a small part of the matching is made by myself. The naming method is an imitation of the author's many trips to the museum to summarize the names of antiques when he entered the industry, and some of them are directly the names of antiques.

Why do some people always think that an old author who has been in the industry for ten years relies on software to write about clothes, scenery and furniture?

I have posted links to Taobao prototypes that describe clothes many times before. Can the software still automatically see pictures and describe them automatically?

Therefore, please read books rationally, and don't let the rhythm of the bullshit.

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