Xie Lian suddenly stood up. Shi Qingxuan also stepped on the table,
Rolling up his sleeves as if he was about to rush down. However, Xie Lian quickly pulled him back and said, "It's okay, it's okay.
Wind Master, calm down. "
Shi Qingxuan said, "Is it okay if your eyeballs are squeezed out???"
Xie Lian said, "It's okay. It's really rare to see the Blood Society Fire here. "
Shi Qingxuan quickly took his feet off the table and said, "Blood Society Fire? What's that? "
The two sat down again. Xie Lian said, "Different places have different schools of fire. The Blood Society Fire is a special school.
It's extremely rare.
I've only heard of it.
I've never seen it because its performance is bloody and strange.
And the makeup technique is top secret.
It's getting rarer and rarer now. "
Shi Qingxuan was stunned, "Makeup technique? Are these all fake? This, this, this … … this is too realistic.
I thought it was made by some evil method! "
What he said was not an exaggeration.
Xie Lian also sighed, "There are many capable people among the people."
Looking at those wandering performers, not only did the sharp weapons on their foreheads penetrate three points.
Some of them had their intestines pierced and their stomachs rotted, missing arms and legs.
Some of them were crawling on the ground, crying. There were also a few people carrying a tall wooden frame.
There was a woman hanging from a beam.
Her neck was tied with a rope, as if she had hanged herself. Two more people came, dragging a girl by her legs.
The girl's clothes were torn to tatters. She was dragged face down, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground. It really looked like a scene from hell. It was clearly a performance by people, but it was much more terrifying than the Ghost City, which was full of ghosts. Compared to this place, the Ghost City was simply a bustling bazaar on earth. No one knew how that makeup was done. Even if Xie Lian had heard of this tradition, when he first saw it, he almost thought that it was a demon.
Many women and children couldn't hold back their curiosity and wanted to squeeze in front of the crowd to see, but when they saw it, they were so scared that they screamed and retreated. Shi Qingxuan said, "Your Highness, didn't you say that the social fire is to celebrate? How can there be such a celebration? People are going to be scared away. The little girls will have nightmares. Will people really be happy to see this kind of performance? "
Whether people would be happy to see this kind of performance, it was really hard to say. As a matter of fact, killing and seeing blood would indeed excite people. Regardless of whether there was fear or not, after the fear, many people would feel a trace of pleasure in their hearts. There seemed to be a name for this kind of blood society fire in the local dialect called "stabbing happiness". Xie Lian's understanding of it was: Stab someone to death with a knife, and you would feel happy in your heart.
In the depths of people's hearts, there was a thirst for slaughter.
But of course, Xie Lian wouldn't say so much. He just looked at it attentively for a while. In the majestic parade, there was a black-clothed, white-faced man. He was tall and skinny, holding a sharp weapon in his hand, he suddenly smashed towards the head of a gorgeously dressed performer. The knife immediately pierced into the other party's head, and he then used a long spear to lift the other party up and hang him in the air. It was extremely cruel and bloody, as if he had really killed someone on the spot. The crowd screamed in fear, and there was also a wave of applause. Xie Lian said, "I'm guessing that they're acting out a story. This black-clothed man should be the main character, and the people he killed should be the antagonist, the villains. The whole story wants to express' punishing evil and promoting good '. "
Speaking up to this point, Xie Lian's heart suddenly moved, and he said, "Master Feng, look carefully."
Shi Qingxuan said, "I'm looking."
Xie Lian said, "I'm letting you watch the story. Look at what kind of people they're acting out, and what kind of story they're telling. There must be a reason why that vernacular true immortal sent you here. It just happened to pick today, maybe it was to let you watch this blood society fire. "
The black-clothed man's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his expression was one of pain. He 'killed' over a hundred 'villains' in the parade, and he himself was also stabbed by a messy mess of sharp weapons. In the end, he hugged several 'corpses' with their skin and flesh split open, and white silk hung from their throats. He hung his head and didn't move, unexpectedly ending up in mutual destruction. One parade passed by, and the next parade continued to act, and so on. Xie Lian said, "Do you guys see what the story is?"
Shi Qingxuan's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he said, "No. I don't feel like I understand it. I don't really understand. He's just killing people. "
Beside Xie Lian, Hua Cheng unhurriedly said, "Presumably, it's not a story that everyone knows. Ask the locals, and see if it's from a local character's journal. "
Coincidentally, the waiter of the restaurant came up again to deliver food. He asked, "Honored guests, is it good? Is it exciting? "
Xie Lian said, "It's good, it's exciting. This waiter, may I ask, who is the person your town's blood society fire is acting out? "
Sure enough, the waiter said, "About this, outsiders generally don't know, so they all have to ask. Our Bo Gu Town's blood society fire is acting out the story of a local legend. According to legend, several hundred years ago, there was a scholar here with the surname He.
"This He Sheng, although his family is very poor, he's very capable. Ever since he was young, he's been frighteningly smart. He learns everything quickly, and he's also famous for being a filial son. No matter what he does, there's nothing to say. Unfortunately, this person, he's very unlucky. Whatever good things happen to him, they don't last long.
His fiancée was his childhood sweetheart, gentle and virtuous, but his wife and sister were snatched away by a rich family to become a concubine. One refused and was beaten to death, while the other couldn't stand the humiliation and committed suicide. He went to argue, but was framed for adultery and theft. He was thrown into prison without food and almost starved to death. His seventy-year-old parents begged for mercy on his behalf and kowtowed for a whole night, but to no avail. They were locked up for two years before they were released. His mother had no one to take care of her, so she died of illness. His father was old and had to work hard to support the family, so he was on his last breath. He stopped studying and went to do business, but because he did too well, he was suppressed by other big businessmen. Every bit of money he earned was taken away, and he even owed a lot of debt. "
"… …"
The waiter sighed and said, "Everyone, tell me, how can this person be so unlucky?"
Xie Lian lightly coughed and sincerely said, "Yes."
Other than him, how could there be anyone else who was so unlucky!
After the waiter finished sighing, he beamed with joy and said, "Later, this person went crazy and lost his temper. One night, just like today, the day before the Cold Dew, he brought a large number of weapons and hacked all the people who had harmed him to death! That killing was so bloody that flesh and blood splattered everywhere, it was delightful! Because those people he killed had been the common people of the village for a long time, everyone applauded and cheered. So later on, every day before the Cold Dew, the town would use a blood society fire to commemorate him, hoping that Lord He Sheng would bless us and kill the evil people. "
They said it was to punish evil and promote good, but in the end, good and evil didn't have a good ending. The waiter left. Xie Lian saw Shi Qingxuan looking pensive and said, "Wind Master, do you have any thoughts?"
Shi Qingxuan came back to his senses and said, "I seem to have some inexplicable thoughts, but … … it's still too inexplicable, I can't say why. Your Highness, what about you? "
Xie Lian said, "I'm thinking, could this He Sheng be the predecessor of the Vernacular True Immortal?"
While they were talking, the next line of traveling teams began to play out the story again. Shi Qingxuan looked down again and said, "Predecessor?"
Xie Lian said, "Yes. The source of this kind of humanoid monster is often related to a person's particularly strong resentment or obsession. For example, I heard that Japan has a kind of monster called 'Hashihime', which is formed from the resentment of a woman. Rumor has it that it's because of the sorrow of a woman waiting for her husband to not return, and it's also because of the madness of a jealous woman. If we say that the formation of the Vernacular True Immortal originated from someone who was plagued by misfortune, then it's not impossible to hate an unfortunate fate, or envy towards a lucky person? "
Mingyi said, "Check the local records. I want the exact time. "
Xie Lian said, "Yes, I want to check."
If he wanted to know whether this possibility was true or not, he had to check if this' He Sheng 'appeared hundreds of years ago. If he appeared later than the earliest records of the Vernacular True Immortal, then it wouldn't be true. Shi Qingxuan nodded his head. After thinking for a while, he still said, "There's one more small matter …"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from below, laughing loudly, "Just you wait! Your closest relatives, your best friends, all of them will die without a burial place because of you! "
Hearing this, Shi Qingxuan's expression suddenly changed. His left hand pressed on the table, and he lightly landed on the restaurant.
That voice came from the crowd of people!
Xie Lian shouted from upstairs, "Lord Wind Master! Come back! "
Shi Qingxuan landed in the middle of a group of bloody zombies and said angrily, "Come out! Come out!!! "
However, the performers' expressions were wooden. They completely ignored him and continued to walk forward as if they were sleepwalking. Shi Qingxuan was led around in circles by the flow of people. He couldn't tell which person had a problem at all. When he saw one suspicious, he wanted to knock it down with his fan. When he saw another, he was even more suspicious. If he knocked the wrong person, then it would be a human life. Hua Cheng placed the untouched vegetables on his plate into a smiling face. He didn't even raise his head and said, "It's useless. It's very easy for an old monster with a thousand years of cultivation to hide the fox's tail. "
In such a strange group of people, it was too easy to sneak in. Moreover, the form of the Vernacular True Immortals was originally very similar to humans, let alone the Vernacular True Immortals who had the highest cultivation among them.
After a while, Ming Yi also jumped down the stairs and brought Shi Qingxuan out. The group of people left the main street and walked towards the Fengshui Temple. Shi Qingxuan's hand that was holding the fan was still trembling slightly. Compared to the fear at the beginning, it was now as if he was angry. He carried a wine pot out of the restaurant. After walking for a while, he took a big gulp and the blood in his eyes gradually dissipated. He said, "Brother Ming, it's better if you don't be my best friend for the time being. Wait until I kill this damn thing, then you can be back! "
However, Ming Yi said rudely, "Who is that? I'm not one to begin with. "
"…" Shi Qingxuan was furious. "Brother Ming, this is very boring. You can't just see that the situation is critical and immediately fall out with me???"
They quarreled and pinched each other for a while. Xie Lian shook his head and took out two things from his sleeve. He said, "I think, Wind Master, you should still use this."
Shi Qingxuan took it and said, "Earplugs?"
Xie Lian nodded and said, "Although this method is stupid and can't cure the root cause, it's still effective for a while. As long as you can't hear it, that thing can't do anything to you. I've made a formation. The password to enter the formation is' Heavenly Official Blessings, Nothing Taboo '. Next, we'll talk to you in the formation first. "
Shi Qingxuan plugged his ears. Sure enough, he couldn't hear anything. The four of them entered the formation one after another. At this moment, Xie Lian suddenly heard Hua Cheng's voice whispering in his ear, "Brother, brother."
Xie Lian looked up and only saw Hua Cheng blinking at him. He didn't open his mouth, but his voice still echoed in his ear, "Don't you have something to say to me? Since you didn't come to find me, I could only come to find you. "
Xie Lian smiled and replied, "Who told you to set the password like that?"
Hua Cheng said, "Alright, alright. It's my fault. "
Shi Qingxuan adjusted the position of his earplugs. Seeing that the two of them were clearly not saying a word, yet they were looking at each other and smiling, he wondered in the spirit communication formation, "Your Highness the Crown Prince and Blood Rain Tanhua, what are you two doing? Could it be that you exchanged passwords and are secretly talking about something? "
Xie Lian coughed lightly and solemnly said in the formation, "There's no such thing."
Hua Cheng slightly raised his eyebrows and transmitted his voice, "You're lying."
Xie Lian's feet slipped. While pretending to be serious, he walked forward without looking sideways while replying, "San Lang, don't mess with me … I have something I want to ask you for help with."
The two of them walked side by side, not looking at each other. Hua Cheng asked, "What is it?"