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Chapter 73 A pair of dry hands held my right hand



Chapter 73 A pair of dry hands held my right hand

"You..." Ye Lei was still in shock from the previous situation, with cold sweat on his head, and questioned!

“Don’t worry, we are no longer in the illusion now! Congratulations on passing the assessment of our Zhang family! You can officially enter our…” Before Zhang Lang finished speaking, the old man behind him coughed!

"I've heard for a long time that the Ye family has a strange kid! It's you, right?" The old man stared at Ye Lei up and down, and said with certainty in his heart!

"Hmm!!!" Ye Lei admitted that he was a weird kid? He agreed without hesitation!

"It's not right to say that he has the blood of that old thief Ye Feng. After all, he has many filial sons and grandchildren! It should be said that he has his unique blood! Hahaha!" The old man stroked his beard and said thoughtfully!

Could it be that he knows the secret of our Ye family? Even if he doesn't know, he has dealt with the older generation of our Ye family before!

"Grandpa! How much do you know about our Ye family?" Ye Lei also stared at the old man up and down, thinking about something in his mind as well!

"Hahaha! I know nothing. Since you are passing by our Zhang family's territory, come in and sit down!" The old man invited warmly, and the few people didn't want to refuse him!

"You're welcome!" The tailor Sixth Grandpa spoke first. Since the other party had invited him, he wanted to see what the other party was up to.

As we crossed the lake, the Fuxi tree became more and more blurry!

A narrow stone road appeared in front of everyone, with two towering buildings standing on both sides. It was so narrow that it made people feel depressed, but the deep darkness was so attractive!

The sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the road, rustling!

"This..." Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to speak, but was choked back by the echoes!

You can imagine how long this road is.

I don’t know how long I walked, nor do I know whether it was dusk or night (it was dark the moment I stepped onto the stone road), and my sense of time gradually disappeared!

The kerosene lamp held by the old man flickered, making the atmosphere even more weird, and suddenly stopped!

Everyone stopped and there was sudden silence, as if time had stood still. Even the sound of breathing became faint and negligible!

A towering building appeared in front of everyone. The top of the building penetrated the clouds, and the moonlight sprinkled on it, and the rhythmic floating clouds could be clearly seen!

"Okay, we're here!" The old man glanced at Zhang Lang!

Zhang Lang blew a mysterious "whistle", the sound was long and sharp!

The people inside the building seemed to have heard the order and opened the door!

Squeak, squeak, squeak~~~!

The sound of the heavy door moving is so deep and full of age!

This~~~~!

This~~~~!

. . . . .

Several people were shocked and stared blankly at the scene after the door opened!

There were neatly arranged row after row of dark green coffins, at a glance there were probably about thirty or forty of them, the patterns on them were very much in the local style, and were extremely scary!

"Go in!" The old man's voice was still steady and powerful, but this time it seemed a little cunning!

"Emmmm, forget it! We have already seen it all. Thank you for your hospitality. It is getting late. Let's get going..." Ye Lei wanted to be cunning, but he didn't know...

"I told you to go in, so just go in. Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Ye Lei's father gave him a look.

It turned out that there were already countless pairs of eyes behind them. Knowing that they were outnumbered, they had no choice but to...!

“Hmm…!” Ye Lei’s heart trembled and he walked in timidly!

These green coffins, under the light again, appear so emerald green, as if they were made of jade, so crystal clear!

All the coffins were closed except... this one...!

In the center, a coffin that was greener than the others suddenly appeared before their eyes! It was the only one that was open!

A pair of withered hands were placed on both sides of the coffin, revealing their long nails, which were a full ten centimeters long! Even if they were clean, they still exuded a filthiness!

Ye Lei looked around again. He didn't know when so many people appeared. There must be fifty or sixty people!

"Chief, do you think our ceremony can go on as usual?" One of them asked in a low voice, showing respect for the old man!

"Everything is normal! Cough cough!" The old man coughed twice.

"But... there are outsiders here!" the man worriedly thought!

"They...they are not outsiders!" The old man's words had hidden meaning.

“Okay~~~!” This person summoned all the tribesmen to start the ceremony!

Ye Lei and his companions were confused by what they heard and saw. They didn't know what kind of ceremony was going to be held, let alone what would happen. They could only wait and see!

Right in front of the emerald green coffin in the center, there is an altar!

On the altar, in addition to the common incense burner, incense, and talisman paper, there was also a large bowl with an indescribable red liquid remaining in it!

"The 461st time, the Zhang family's method of worshiping their ancestors begins!" It was the same middle-aged man who spoke just now. He must be a very respected person in the clan.

"Dad~! We are still missing the son of Zhang Laoer!" Zhang Lang said to the middle-aged man.

"Why do you think of it now?" Zhang Lang's father frowned.

"Ever since Zhang Laoer passed away, his son has rarely been in touch with the clan!" Zhang Lang explained.

"We can't wait any longer. The ceremony of ancestor worship has already begun! The ancestors can't wait any longer!" Zhang Lang's father said helplessly at this moment.

Every member of the Zhang family walked to the side of the altar in an orderly manner, pricked their fingers, and dripped blood into the big bowl. After a while, the bowl was about to overflow!

Just at this moment... ~~~!

"Little brother, it's your turn!" The old man stared at Ye Lei strangely, his ferocious flesh protruding, completely different from his previous slightly kind look!

Ye Lei was shocked!

"I..." Ye Lei had no idea that he had become a member of the sacrifice. He was not sure, so he wanted to confirm it!

"That's right, it's you! Ahem!" There seemed to be impatience and a threatening feeling in the old man's voice.

The others didn’t dare to say anything. They all looked at him with such an oppressive gaze... ~~~!

Ye Lei had no choice but to give in to them as the other party outnumbered him!

Ye Lei walked into the altar, which was only a few centimeters away from the emerald green coffin in the center. It could be said that he was holding up the coffin!

That big bowl is mottled and old, it must be quite old!

Ye Lei picked up a disposable needle, pierced his index finger, and green liquid indeed flowed out!

One drop~~~!

Two drops~~~!

Three drops~~~!

. . . . . .

. . . . . .

. . . . . .

Just as Ye Lei was still watching the blood dripping into the bowl~~~!

Bang~~~!

The pair of dry and lifeless hands tightly grasped Ye Lei's right hand!

A cold and sticky feeling surged into his heart. Ye Lei's eyes went blank and he was stunned with shock!


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