I’m Being Held Captive by Demons Chapter 110: Nuo opera

The fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The moon is cold and the sky is full of stars.

On the beach in the west of Shanlan County, countless torches were lit, illuminating the dark beach in the past.

The harsh sound of drums reverberated on the beach.

At the same time, there were also the unanimous shouts and strange songs from the crowd.

The figures wearing the masks of the evil ghosts of Nuo opera gathered on the beach and danced constantly on the banks of the Wangjiang River, which was surging silently. human dance.

Combined with the masks of evil ghosts on their faces, this scene looks as terrifying as a group of demons dancing wildly.

And surrounded by these figures, a tall old locust tree rose from the river beach.

This old locust tree, which used to grow in the city, now stands on the banks of the Wangjiang River. Its bare branches are fluttering in the night wind, like the open palm of an evil spirit, trying to grab something.

With the old locust tree as the center, there is no one person within a radius of 100 meters.

Those frantically dancing crowds are all standing at this distance.

Under the locust tree, there are three chairs.

In the middle chair sits an elderly woman with a kind face and a smile on her face. It smiled and looked at the figures around them who danced wildly and kept shouting strange songs, happy and joyful.

And on the chair to the left of the old woman, sat a stiff little girl.

The little girl was only about seven years old. She was clearly not tied to any ropes, but she sat there with a pale face and a terrified expression, unable to move.

Her eyes are oddly pale yellow, feline-like. Between the hair on the head, there are two pointed animal ears, and a black cat tail hangs down from behind, but because of the girl's nervousness, the tail is also trembling and uneasy.

On the right side of the old woman, sat an old man with an ugly face and gray hair.

It is also stiff and motionless, like a sculpture, just looking at everything in front of it with resentment and anger. If he could speak, he would have already yelled at him.

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see that the old locust tree, which was originally bare, seems to have buds, which means that the old locust tree has changed hands.

And the old woman sitting in the middle chair smiled and looked at the figures around them wearing Nuo opera ghost masks and dancing wildly, flipping through the old books in her hands from time to time.

said: "Baishi, Baishi, there is not a single word on this broken book, and it's hard to hold you for eleven years...hahaha..."

She smiled happily, but said so, the old woman also clenched the old book in her hand and refused to let go.

Although she couldn't read a word on the blank page.

But it's clear that you can always see something if you take the time.

That white stone, after holding it for eleven years, obtained a method of transporting demon energy, but it was incomplete, so he used blue stone as an experiment.

If you can get the mysterious black canister, the contents of this old book will definitely be revealed to it.

And all around, the figures dancing wildly around the old locust tree kept shouting and shouting, and strange syllables came out of their mouths.

The thundering drums echoed on the river beach and in the mountains.

At one point, a burly man stepped out from the crowd.

This strong man did not wear a Nuo opera mask. He was tall and built like a hill, and his muscles were knotted. But there were more than a dozen scorched and rotten marks all over his body, which looked like he had suffered from some kind of disease.

His face was originally decent. However, one eyeball was missing. With the dark eye socket as the center, most of the left face was charred black, and the skin was even slightly rotten.

It makes him look like a terrifying zombie.

Out of the frantically dancing crowd, the strong man stood a hundred meters away and said to the three people under the old locust tree.

"The demon mother, I haven't seen any sign of bluestone or scorpion, they don't seem to plan to come here."

Now that the ceremony has progressed to the second half, if the scorpion essence doesn't come, it probably won't come.

But the old woman sitting in the center looked at the sky, but laughed: "It's still early, wait, someone will definitely come."

"At least the bluestone will come..."

"I can sense that Bluestone is nearby. But he may be hesitating."

"After all, it takes courage to die."

"As for the scorpion essence... If Qingshi was not planted in her hands, then she must have been planted in Qingshi's hands."

The old woman smiled and said: "If the scorpion is planted in Qingshi's hands, then the sword cultivator girl of Xuantian Sword Sect must also come."

"Otherwise, Qingshi can't deal with the scorpion alone. Someone must help him, and he can survive."

"But it's just a few more hours to live..."

"If Qingshi really dares to come over and take the initiative to die in a while, you can let him in directly without stopping him."

"You only need to be responsible for killing the swordsman girl."

"As for the bluestone, I will cook it myself...hehe..."

The old woman laughed and was in a good mood.

The burly man with the charred and rotten body nodded yes and turned to leave.

And the three people under the old locust tree were silent again.

The old woman clutched the old book in her hand and looked at the frantically dancing crowd around her. She felt the wisps of flesh and blood flowing along the earth into the locust tree, and her smile grew brighter.

These mortals put on Nuo opera masks and will dance wildly on this beach tonight, unable to stop.

The flesh and blood essence and soul energy in their bodies will be continuously squeezed out to support the locust tree, until they are squeezed into mummified corpses and fall down, in order to be freed.

And after all the masked mortals on the river beach died and fell, the locust tree would be able to perform its functions perfectly.

At that time, they will be rewarded for their 20 years of hard work in Shanlan County.

"It's just a pity that the city god..."

Under the locust tree, the old woman smiled and said, "It's also an interesting thing to be in the dark."

"If He is still alive, he can **** the remnants of these tens of thousands of dead souls, and his power will be stronger and more violent."

"The existence of such a demon is nothing but the best satire on those who were arrogant at the time."

"It's a pity that he just died like this...hahaha..."

The old woman smiled, looked at Shiraishi beside her, and said, "Baishi, how are you feeling now? After 11 years of hard work, and for so long~IndoMTL.com~, at the last moment, all efforts were in vain. Do you ever regret your stupidity?"

The smile on the old woman's face was full of sarcasm.

"I want to teach you to know that over the years I have endured humiliation and let you fish and meat.

"A momentary gain is not strong, but grasping the opportunity is the real wisdom."

"After Qingshi lost his memory and lost his dominance, do you think I can't fight you? I just lost you on purpose and made you waste your energy in order to follow up."

"With the abilities of both of you and me, any one who wants to complete the task of his job and has to complete the bluestone part is definitely exhausted... let alone for so many years. I deliberately lost you at the beginning. , is betting that you can't make it to the end!"

"It's ridiculous that you're short-sighted, overwhelmed by a momentary victory, and can't see your own weight."

"It's right to end like this now!"