Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 363 Looking for Friends

In Heifengdu, in a small courtyard by the Qiang River.

The broker that Shang Lu and his companions had seen when they entered the city in the evening was gathering in a house here with seven or eight companions.

In front of this group of people, there was an altar.

There were seven oil lamps lit on the table, the oil was as greasy as ointment, and it was unclear whether it was human corpse oil.

In the center of the seven oil lamps, there was a copper basin filled with blood and poisonous insects.

At this moment, the blood in the basin seemed to be churning and surging.

The flickering flames of seven oil lamps reflected on the blood, but what was reflected was not the situation inside the house, but the scene on Shanglu's side.

Shang Lu's voice, along with the churning of blood, reached the ears of everyone in the room:
"Open the windows and look up to the sky..."

This voice seemed to have a strange magical power that made people obey it involuntarily.

The broker saw that there were at least two or three people who abandoned the altar and headed for the window. He was so anxious that he quickly shouted, "Old Three, Old Five, what are you going to do?!"

The two people who were stopped turned around and said confidently: "Open the window and look at the sky!"

"Confused!"

The broker rushed forward and grabbed the two men.

At the same time, he glared, forcing back several other guys who were ready to make a move.

Then he angrily scolded: "Whatever he told you to do, you did it? Are you his sons? Why are you so obedient?"

Everyone was stunned by the scolding, but they were not angry. They just asked themselves in surprise: "Yeah, why do we have to listen to him for no reason?"

The broker gnashed his teeth and said, "This guy probably knows a few tricks to deceive people. If it weren't for me, you would have been fooled by him just now!"

In his heart, the broker had another thought that would only enhance the other party's prestige and dampen his own ambition, but he didn't say it out loud: "The other party's rhetoric seems to be better than mine..."

The broker's rhetoric must be combined with illusions in order to deceive people.

But the guy on the opposite side only needed one sentence to make these idiots under him do as he said.

Such accomplishments are exactly what the broker dreams of himself.

The people in the room were terrified and puzzled: "Why did that guy ask us to open the window to look at the sky?"

"He must be trying to find us through this!"

The broker said confidently, "He either cast some strange spell or used some weird treasure. Once we open the window, he will immediately lock our position!"

The broker and his men had seen too many strange things in Black Wind Ferry. Although it sounded unbelievable that the window would be locked if opened, the more unbelievable the things were, the more likely they were to happen in this place.

When the broker's men heard this, they thought it was very likely and immediately started cursing.

The broker didn't scold, but quickly ordered: "Hurry up and clean up here. If something goes wrong, we can move immediately... Second brother, go to the window. Don't open the window, look out through the gap to see if there is anything strange outside."

The second person in this group is extremely ordinary in terms of body shape, appearance and temperament. If he were thrown into a crowd of people, he would definitely not be noticed.

It was he who secretly put the mole hair on Shang Lu and others today.

At that time, Shang Lu and others were all focused on the broker and didn't notice the almost transparent Old Two at all, which is why they fell into the trap.

If it was a broker who placed the mole hair, no matter how covert his movements were, Shang Lu and the others would have discovered it.

The second child replied "OK", tiptoed to the window, squinted his eyes and looked out through the gap.

With his shifty look, he really looks like a mouse.

The broker was thinking about how to rescue Yingxiu and Fagui.

These two things are very useful to him. If they are broken, it will be difficult for him to steal treasures in the future.

The broker hadn't come up with a good idea yet. The second brother, who was peeking out from the window, was like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up and cried out in surprise, "Boss, there's something outside!"

"What? Is there really something? What is it?" The broker was shocked when he heard this.

I thought the other side asked them to open the window and look at the sky in order to trick them into revealing their position, but I didn't expect that they actually wanted them to see something?

But how is this possible?
The group of people on the opposite side shouldn't know that they are hiding here!
With surprise and disbelief, the broker strode to the window.

Several other people in the house also gathered around. Through the gap in the window, they soon saw a wooden kite flying in the yard.

Someone also painted an eye pattern on the wooden kite's belly with red paint.

At this moment, the red eye seemed to be staring down at them.

His eyes were cold and his gaze was grim, which made them feel creepy and uncomfortable.

"Oh no, we're exposed!"

"Hurry up! Let's leave here quickly while they are still in the inn! Otherwise, we won't be able to escape when they catch up to us!"

"With that ghost eye outside, we will be watched by it no matter where we run! We must destroy it first!"

"That's a ghost eye. Can we destroy it with just the abilities of a few of us?"

Everyone in the room exclaimed.

The broker had a gloomy face. He took out a bone slingshot from his waist and shouted, "Why are you panicking? That thing floating outside is not a ghost eye, it's just a mysterious wooden kite. It's not a problem to shoot it down!"

He grabbed the slingshot with his left hand, and quickly took out two sharp bone-shaped bullets with his right hand. He was about to pull the string and shoot the wooden kite outside the house.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly flashed on the broker's left wrist.

The broker suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left wrist. The tendons of his wrist were actually cut by the white light. He couldn't even hold the slingshot steadily and it fell directly to the ground.

"what--"

Amidst the screams, the broker saw blood gushing out from his left wrist.

At the same time, he saw a white paper man floating out from his left sleeve and rushing towards his right hand at lightning speed.

This paper figure is only the size of a palm and a thin piece, but it is sharper than a knife.

The broker wanted to dodge, but it was too late and his right hand was cut by the paper man.

Fortunately, his tendons were not cut again.

The broker, feeling both pained and frightened, hastily stepped back to avoid the paper man's pursuit.

At the same time he screamed for help: "Stop it! Stop it now--use fire, you fools!"

Everyone in the house was in chaos.

Some people drew their knives to chop the paper figure, some tried to stand in front of the broker, and some listened to the broker and hurriedly grabbed the oil lamp from the altar and smashed it at the paper figure.

At this time, the second brother, who was still looking out the window, exclaimed again.

"Oh no... Mu Yuan... Mu Yuan is leaving!"

The second brother's words made everyone in the room, who were busy dealing with the paper figurines, stunned: "The wooden kite servant? What does this mean? Did the second brother (the second brother) get scared and start talking nonsense?
But soon they found out what "Wooden Kite Servants" were.

"boom--"

The doors and windows of the house were directly shattered by the wind blades released by Mu Yuan through witchcraft.

Then everyone in the room saw paper figures floating down from the wooden kite one after another.

This scene was scary enough.

However, these paper figures were still singing a nursery rhyme in a very strange and eerie tone: "Looking for friends, looking for friends..."

Soon, strange blood-red eyes appeared on the bodies of these paper figures, staring at everyone in the room.

And the songs they sang, at this moment, became high-pitched and rapid:

“Found a good friend!”

“Found a good friend!”

All the people in the house could hear was inexplicable fear.

Damn it, how can I find a good friend?
It's obvious that a scapegoat has been found!

No one in the room wanted to be a scapegoat, and when they saw the paper man flying towards them in the dark wind and blood, they screamed and became a mess...

(I owe two thousand words. I went to the hospital to see a dentist today. The day before yesterday, I hit a tree and my tooth hit the handle of the electric bike. It was loosened. It hurts when I bite anything...)
(End of this chapter)