Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 330: Lullaby

Sacrifice is always related to religion.

Whether it is the sacrifice of livestock or the sacrifice of living people, there is a strong sense of ritual.

According to the oldest legend, sacrifice is actually a transaction with certain existences.

Sacrifice is rewarded.

Those so-called existences are bizarre, and anything is possible.

The sacrificial ceremony of the Vader Sect used the blood relatives of those who died on Elm Street as the medium, and the blood was poured under the dead banyan tree, which quickly made a large area of ​​the ground wet with blood.

Even though the surroundings were illuminated by torches, the ground did not appear bright red, but faintly black.

The scene is **** and has a sense of taboo horror.

One by one, the cultists had their arms cut open by Eka, the bishop of Vader.

When the time came to 4 o'clock in the morning.

All the cultists who participated in the sacrifice knelt on the ground, murmuring incomprehensible words in their mouths.

The voice sounds very strange, like a dialect that has long been lost in the long river of history.

But over and over again, there are only a few sentences.

Eka and the other three bishops looked at this scene, stretched out their hands together, raised their arms and shouted: "Praise Vader..."

The sense of ritual is very strong.

Gradually, the morning mist also began to slowly float around.

Hazy and dim.

Moser, a member of the Vanity Sect, watched this scene, and took out a red piccolo from his wide sleeve.

The whole piccolo has an ancient and clumsy shape, perhaps because it has existed for too long, the paint has peeled off in many places, and only some vague patterns show its extraordinary past.

This is a work of art.

It is also the instrument that Mercer mentioned before.

"Begin..."

Moser's voice was erratic, holding the piccolo in both hands, and put it to his mouth.

But in fact, he is wearing a mask, the entire face is covered except for the eyes, it is impossible to blow.

But as if he didn't realize it, he made an appearance of playing.

His fingers also moved rhythmically from time to time.

Looks a lot like a musician, playing the most beautiful music.

But there is actually no sound coming out.

For a while, apart from the low-pitched chanting of the cultists, the atmosphere was eerily scary.

…

Outside the amusement park.

Looking at this scene on the screen, Du Wei's face became more and more cold.

He has come into contact with too many evil spirits.

Even through the screen, you can see that something is wrong.

He noticed that after Moser took out his piccolo and began to play, the mist in the wasteland spread, and faintly converged towards the dead banyan tree.

The moon hangs high in the night sky at this time.

The faint moonlight projected on the old road sign on the banyan tree, shining with strange colors.

"Is the ceremony going to be a success?"

Du Wei frowned and said something.

When Tom heard this, he couldn't help but said dumbly: "The ceremony was successful? But I didn't see anything?"

Tom is an ordinary person, and the events of evil spirits he came into contact with were all aftermaths.

So his intuition is relatively dull.

While speaking, Tom carefully stared at the cultists on the screen.

Well...they are all in good shape.

Du Wei made a hissing gesture to Tom, signaling him not to disturb him, and then focused on the dead banyan tree.

If this thing is the medium for Elm Street to show up.

Then the exception should start with it.

There is no analysis error.

Because very soon, the mist, like leeches that smelled blood, gathered towards the banyan tree faster and faster.

It even formed a fog vortex visible to the naked eye.

The blood on the ground also changed strangely.

Gudong...

Bubbles of air bubbled up from the blood.

It is like boiling water.

As a result, the mist has become a little more bright red...

Gradually, the whole dead banyan tree was covered with a layer of blood, from the bark to the branches, gradually wrapped in mist.

You can still see blurry outlines at first.

But in the end, the whole dead tree merged with the mist and disappeared from the screen.

This is not the most important thing.

Those fogs also included many cultists of Vaderism...

After that, it disappeared without a trace...

Du Wei's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Sacrifice... But why is it theirs, shouldn't..."

The teachings of Vaderism are very bloody, and they never treat ordinary people as the same kind.

Ordinary cultists are actually no different from ordinary people.

According to this logic, there is no difference between cultists who sacrifice to Vaderism and ordinary people.

The former needs to be developed, the latter is everywhere.

Something is wrong...

Du Wei hurriedly said to Tom: "Now help me contact the police in Poland. If those people are reliable, check the cultists in the amusement park. I want to know the identities of those people."

At this time, the area covered by the fog is almost reaching the dozen or so cult members who were installed with cameras and bugs.

Even though those cultists are still alive, the signal has already experienced interference, causing the picture to become a bit stuck and distorted.

Tom also realized the seriousness of the matter, and said solemnly: "I will help you check now."

As he spoke, he walked aside and took out his satellite phone, and dialed an internal police number...

Du Wei nodded, and pulled the backpack behind him with his right hand.

He was about to sabotage the plans of the Vader Cult.

It's not to save those cultists, but he doesn't want the ceremony to succeed.

Otherwise, once Elm Street appears in the human world, people from the Vinda Church will definitely enter it ~IndoMTL.com~ to find that piano.

At that time, Du Wei's trip to Poland will be meaningless.

Open the backpack.

It is the mask inside.

Put on a mask and make a wish with the clown card. Even if the Vader Cult spent twenty years on this plan, they couldn't stop it from failing.

For Du Wei, there is no psychological pressure.

But...

Just as Du Wei was about to put on the mask, a pleasant piano sound and piccolo accompaniment suddenly came out of his earphones.

The sound of the piano is clear and crisp, as if it is played by the ear, clear and pleasant.

This is a lullaby...

The sound of the piccolo is also long and melodious.

At first, Du Wei thought it was an accompaniment, but when the rhythm of the piccolo sound was synchronized with the sound of the piano.

It was only then that he realized that the piccolo was playing the same lullaby...

Du Wei squinted his eyes, slowly put the mask on his face, and took out the clown card from the wallet in his pocket with the other hand.

At the same time, his eyes are also looking at the screen.

In the picture, Moser has already walked to the original position of the banyan tree, holding the piccolo with both hands and playing it silently...

But the sound of the piccolo appeared with the sound of the piano.

The former seems to be luring the latter to appear.

Suddenly...

The screen flickered crazily and became blurred.

Du Wei's pupils suddenly shrank...

In the mist, he saw the outline of a person sitting in front of a huge piano, tapping the keys with both hands flexibly...

No...

It can't be called hands, because that person's hand is very narrow and long, giving people a very sharp feeling, just like wearing a pair of steel gloves...

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