"Old man, you are so handsome in dressing. I don't know if I can meet again in the future if I part tomorrow. Let's use tea instead of wine to make this cup."

When the old man heard this, he took the teacup with a smile, but shortly after I finished drinking the tea, I started to feel sleepy. When I closed my eyes, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I was already lying on the dining table, and the old man was sitting opposite me.

I rubbed my eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.

Seeing that I was awake, the old man got up and started pouring wine. He grinned and said, "This young man is just sleepy. He is not like us old men. He can't even sleep."

I was really embarrassed and said with a smile, "I'm so embarrassed. I don't know what's wrong. I'm always sleepy today. Why are there only two of us at the table?"

"You don't understand this, you are a distinguished guest, and I am benefiting from your wealth. This table of dishes and these big jars of wine will be dried today. We will leave happily tomorrow."

Although it was a bit sad to hear this, it was the truth. If Qi Tianchuan caught Leng Tianya, or Wang Zheng climbed onto the broken-headed cliff, they would naturally not leave me alone.

What can I do now that I have lost all my magic power? The snake venom on my feet has long been gone, and it has begun to erode my internal organs. Even if I am not sacrificed by a living person tomorrow, I will die sooner or later.

The fate of the gods is a pity, but the ghosts are just that they have no effect on snake venom.

While drinking, the old man and I started talking about each other's past. The old man was very cheerful and didn't look like a prisoner at all.

And even though I have walked such a long way, no matter how superb Taoist skills are, they are just the past. Without the help of Qi Tianchuan, Wang Zheng and Ying Long, I seem to be like a waste.

After the meal was over, it was already half full. The old man seemed to be a little reluctant to leave me. He was still drinking with me until the house was empty.

But life and death are not controlled by myself. Seeing that the old man was drunk, I pretended to be drunk and stood up staggeringly.

"My uncle, wait for me. I'll go to the bathroom. We'll continue to drink later when we come back."

The old man didn't say anything, just nodded, and I quickly got up and walked behind me shakingly. It was already night, and the people in the town had already returned home. Seeing that they had left the old man's vision, I started jogging.

But before I could run far, I was stopped by several men. A tall and burly man took me back without saying a word.

The old man looked at it and said with a smile, "I'll be back so soon, come and continue drinking."

I wanted to break free from the constraints, but the rest of the people held my hands and feet. Seeing that I was not honest, the man picked up a jar of wine and poured it into my mouth.

One altar, two altars, unknowingly, I was already drowsy and unable to stand, and my consciousness began to blur.

I just felt everyone lifting me up, and then I fell asleep.

I woke up once at night, but my consciousness was still confused. What was standing in front of me was Zisi. I vaguely remember that she had already cried red with her eyes and had makeup on her. I instinctively wanted to turn over, but I did the first wrong thing in my life.

Zisi was in front of me, and I slowly took off my wedding dress and red crown. I started to mutter, but because I was too sleepy, I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes the next day, I was already lying on the bed, and there was no one beside me. I started looking for my clothes, and after I put them on, I walked towards the door.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and the old man smiled at me and said, "How is it? Did you sleep sweetly last night?"

I felt a little guilty, but because I was drunk last night, my consciousness was blurred. I swallowed and said in a panic, "Old man, what's going on? I... I seem to have done something I shouldn't have done."

The old man seemed to be disdainful of my problem, waved behind him, and a young woman walked towards the bed. Before I could turn around, she pulled out a piece of white silk with blood from under the bedding and then walked out of the room.

I began to pat my head, thinking I could remember something, but no matter how hard I tried, it would be useless. Only then did I realize that the old man I always thought was the real and reliable one was actually the villain who framed me.

He grinned, then lit the expensive cigarette in his hand and smiled at me, "You really think someone is so kind to you. Let me tell you the truth. I am not a prisoner, I am Zishi's father. There is another rule before the sacrifice of this living person, that is, to be honest, that is, the red tribute. My daughter is so beautiful, it's not her turn every time. Now, you are really in love with her."

After hearing what he said, I suddenly realized that the tears in my eyes began to become hated, but when I swung my fist and tried to hit it, I suddenly saw an abnormality in my arm.

After a closer look, I found that I had been planted with a Gu on my body. I could not use magic and Yinglong for these days. It should be this Gu insect that was causing trouble.

The clenched fist began to break free as if it was blocked by itself.

"Why? Why do you have to do this? You shouldn't consider Zishi's feelings so hard? No matter how hard she says she is, she is your daughter."

"Daughter? So what about my daughter? I have raised her for eighteen years, just to wait until today. Do you know how lucky the selected girl is? That's an astronomical figure. I didn't know that this stinky girl actually fell in love with you and wanted to let you go. She was so beautiful! Come on, tie it up."

After the old man left, I took advantage of the chaos with others and endured the pain to catch the worm from my arms. I still remember that the Gu that can control people's actions only needs to be removed without the need for medicine, while the Gu that devours people's mind and flesh needs to be removed with blood and medicine.

When my hands were tied, my arms were already bleeding profusely. Although it was not a blood vessel, this was the only chance.

If I recover before being made into a monster food, I may still have a glimmer of hope, but if I don’t recover, I can only leave it to fate.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sacrificial platform in the town had been built, and the pot that was originally hung in front of every household had also been taken away.

I was hung on the pillar, and the ones tied to my hands were replaced with the dyed red white silk. Below the pillar, there were crowds of people, wearing top hats made of black chicken feathers, and they knelt on the ground and began to kowtow.

On the sacrificial platform, there were the mayor and Zishi's father. The two began to chant some strange spells, and naturally I couldn't understand a single word.

Just as the mayor started waving and shouting with a feather duster in his hand, two men escorted Zisi to the altar.

Zishi cried very sadly, and looked up at me from time to time, then seemed to be pleading with her father.
Chapter completed!