MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 145 altar

Late, I feel a little wronged. He felt that he was biased by the black bird when he was dizzy, but he couldn't tell where it was being biased. It is obvious that Ye Ying is not good. He always bullies him before he ran out. He left the temple and left home. Why did he want to see him as a sacrifice to him?

This is too wrong. Sitting late on the edge of the altar, I fell into meditation.

He is now in the cellar below the Black Tower, and it is a cold, hard, gray-gray slate. The only light comes from the blazing blue magical flame above the central altar. The entire hall looks chilly and dark, reflecting the magical totem on the stone altar of two meters high above the ground, showing the sinister color of the silk.

The hall is closed, the back of the altar is an empty stone wall painted with unsatisfactory murals, and the front is two thick black doors. The door was tightly closed at this time, but later I knew that there was endless darkness behind the door—because he came from there.

These two magical black doors, which are faintly attached to the power of God, can block most of the invaders, but they do not include the late and black birds. The black birds themselves are the gods that grow in the temple of the gods. The lateness is because of themselves. The evil spirits on the body are too heavy—in fact, if Black Gate has consciousness, he may even mistake him for being a evil **** and immediately greet him.

The lateness and the blackbird went all the way to the altar behind the black gate. The black bird pointed his finger at the altar and used the black gold to make the road above the throne: "Look, that is the image of Emerson."

Chi Hao deliberately used an illumination technique, and went close to see it. She frowned: "Nonsense, this is not like one of the welcomes. It doesn't even have a face, it's a stone." He even thought about it if it really When Ye Yingzhi looks a lot like it, he will steal the statue back to his bedroom and decorate it. As a result, he is greatly disappointed.

"Because the emperor Amer has never used the real body to appear in the lower bounds." Blackbird said, "The image is only the sustenance of faith, and it is not likely to be like the respect of the gods."

Later, he lost interest in the gods and began to operate the altar according to the instructions of the black bird. But he tossed for a long time, and only caused two smoldering fires on the altar, and no other gains.

"Oh, whisper a little. I feel that there are other people outside, they are getting closer and closer to us." The black bird raised its wings and made a squeaking gesture.

"Okay, I whispered." Chi Hao lowered his voice. "But how can I summon Ye Yezhi? I have already followed your method."

Although I can't feel the slightest breath, I guess Master Amer is already with us and watching it all. As for why he doesn't appear, I guess...

The blackbird fanned its wings slightly: "I guess we still need a sacrifice."

I looked at it suspiciously: "You said that you don't need a sacrifice."

"I am inexperienced." Blackbird sincerely admits, "Listen to me, I thought about it, I want to complete the summoning, you have to give yourself as a sacrifice to Aimer talent. And this call can not have the first The three are present, so I will hide now, you take care."

"Right, there is another thing. This is the sacrifice that I specially searched for from your school library. You can lie on the altar and follow this idea. I will go first." Under the wings of the black bird There was a long note in the feathers. After throwing the note, it quickly flew out of the black door without waiting for a late protest. It disappeared.

As a **** bird, the hidden path is still no problem for it.

Only one person left behind sitting on the edge of the altar, confused and grievously picked up the note that the black bird had left, and felt that he was indeed deceived by the black bird.

He leaned over the altar and looked at the note by the smoldering fire. After seeing the writing on it, his eyes widened and he immediately smashed the note into his hand. I just got up and didn't want to be reconciled. I thought about re-scoring the note in the palm of my hand and frowning.

what. When the temple was greeted by the most bullying people, he did not let him say such numbness.

The human beings in the lower bounds are terrible. Do they say this every time they summon God?

I can't imagine my own theological history teacher, Mr. Hodge lying on the altar and thinking of such a wish to summon the goddess of spring. Does he know that he will not scare away the spring goddess directly?

However, the communication between the lower bound and the realm is very strange. When he read the textbook of theology history, he also read many ridiculous fallacies. Maybe the people in the lower bound would use this way to summon God and communicate with God?

Even though I have vaguely realized that I was a black bird, I am still not sure that the blackbird has given me a note. After all, according to the current situation, if you do not follow the record on the note, he will not be able to summon Ye Yingzhi, then the hard work of coming here today is in vain.

While he was hesitating, he heard the footsteps and slight conversations outside the black door, and he judged more than one person from the sound. The Blackbird said it was good, and indeed others have come in. It may be because they have reached the deepest part of the cellar, and those people have less scruples, and they have no intention of concealing the traces and sounds, so that they can hear the sounds of them.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer to the black door. I am not sure if they can or will open the black door. The heart suddenly panicked and rushed, and immediately lie in the middle of the altar - if he goes out now It will definitely encounter those people who are in trouble, the black bird is not there, and no one else can give him an idea. But if you summon Ye Ye, you will have no problem. No matter what the situation, Ye Yingzhi will be able to solve it.

He lay on the altar, slowly closed his eyes, his face became calm, and whispered the words written on the note: "... my favorite god, please come. Come and enjoy my goodness. I Willing to offer myself, offer all of mine to you, I am willing to be with you forever, I am your sacrifice, I will always belong to you..."

Numerous faint blue fluorescent light spots gradually emerged around the altar, covering the entire area with a late cover, and the light spots gradually dispersed, floating in the entire stone hall.

On the altar, another figure emerged gradually—in the beginning, it was only a phantom shadow, and then it became more and more solid, and finally became a familiar look of the gods.

The evil spirits come in person, if not he can converge, the powerful pressure will even destroy the entire holy lake directly. However, under the deliberate suppression of Ye Yingzhi, the entire college was completely ignorant of this, and even the people outside the door did not realize that the demon gods were only one door away from them.

Only the old dean of the seminary suddenly opened his eyes from his sleep. The eyes were sober, calm, and drowsy, with doubts. He always felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if something was happening, and most people were kept in the drums and didn't know.

The old dean took the opportunity to stand up and let his assistant tell Mr. Hodge and several other important people in the college: "Tell others, I am waiting for them in the Black Tower."

Later, I saw a familiar lover who had not met for a month. The body stood up faster and faster than the thought, and slammed the man’s neck: "Ye Yingzhi." To be honest, he has Since memory, he has not been with men for such a long time.

"My little baby." The man kissed his forehead and eyebrows, sighed, and held him back to the altar again, whispering softly. "How can you be so hearty, throw me down and run away? Um? You Do you know how much I miss you during this time..."

Then why don't you come to me? I wanted to ask later, but I felt that this sentence was too weak and too delicate, so I swallowed it back. At this time, his reason gradually came back, even if he was still being shackled in the other's arms, he still deliberately stretched his face, and turned his head and deliberately did not look at Ye Yingzhi.

"I have been watching you." Ye Yingzhi smiled and kissed his ear. "Look at the fact that you have arranged your own management underneath. I can't bear to directly rob you back. Auntie, if you don't take the initiative to find me, I I can't help but grab you away."

Lately turned to look at him, slightly widened the black eyes: "Welcome... You mean, do you support me to develop freely in the lower bound?"

"Of course, you were born in the lower bounds. The course of your life should belong here. I have never tried to squat you in the realm of God, and lie in my arms, limiting your room for growth." Ye Yingzhi vowed to look at him. I don’t know what I thought, some shy and cough. "Of course, when you are by my side, I sometimes can’t restrain myself from acting. I always want to put you in my hand."

He gently embraced his lover and slowly lay down on the altar: "Auntie, I love you because I love you; I protect you, just because you are too young, too young, not completely Grow. Even if you were originally offered as a sacrifice to me, I have never regarded you as my attachment. My possessions, if we have subordination, we also own each other. I take it from you. I will give you all the corresponding things; I will take your heart and give you my heart."

He kissed him in the late ear: "You are the same as my half body."

If Ye Yingzhi is hard, if he is too late to do it, he will have to clamor with him, and finally Ye Yingzhi surrenders. However, when the youth is young and rebellious, it is the most resistant to the lover’s tender offensive. Suddenly, because Ye Yingzhi’s old man trapped him in the temple hall, he lacked personal freedom and Ye Ying’s anger and left home. I forgot everything. After listening to this, the whole person softened into a pool of water. By relying on Ye Ying’s arms, he gently kissed each other and whispered quietly: "Well."

He used his head to scream at Ye Yingzhi’s chest: "Then I will study here first. I will have time to come to the altar to summon you to see you." It is said that the lower bounds were not as developed as they were in the early years, often husbands. Outside the school, the wife is waiting at home, and the couple can only have a long time. Later, she feels that Ye Yingzhi is the little wife of his family. His heart is filled with tenderness and affection for each other, and even silky.

Ye Yingzhi’s smile should be good, his eyebrows are gentle, and it’s okay to tell him that he can see it whenever he wants to see him.

I feel more embarrassed about my lover. He looked at Ye Yingzhi, looked up, revealing a smooth neck, sitting on the altar, slowly closing his eyes, posing a pose like a sacrifice, whispering the name of the other party: "Welcome... ..."

Ye Yingzhi squinted and looked at the lover's delicious look, and could not help but reveal a smile.

Just as the evil spirits enjoyed their sacrifices, a series of sounds suddenly sounded outside the black door, with the sound of a spell and the sound of a stone wall. These voices reminded me of being late, just in the distance from them, there were people, and there were quite a few people.

He suddenly pushed Ye Yingzhi away: "There are people outside."

God calmed down, caressing the lover's back, and whispered: "Nothing, don't worry about them. They can't get in, they won't hear our voices. When they don't exist."

It’s still impossible to be late when those people don’t exist. I can think of myself only being able to accompany Ye Yingzhi this night, or silently endure it.

Even so, it has always been very tense.

Finally, I don’t know how long it took, and those people quickly evacuated after a while. Late lying on the altar, although the consciousness is faint, but can not help but relax in the depths of the heart, relax.

It didn't last long, and it didn't take long before it was a footstep.

One voice said: "Yes, someone has just been here. They seem to have left immediately after they found out that they are not right."

Another voice said: "It seems that they have not been able to enter the door of chaos."

That is the voice of Mr. Hodge and Mrs. Fufu who teaches them the magic principle!

Hearing the voice of an acquaintance, he was crying out shamefully, and struggled to crawl down the altar.

Ye Yingzhi was enough to hold his ankles and grabbed him back. At the same time, a dark yellow curse formed a barrier around the dim altar, preventing the late departure from the altar.

Ye Yingzhi kissed his eyes in his arms and turned his eyes to those bright yellow mantra barriers. He muttered, "Look, the curse you just made. This is the constraint barrier formed by our sacrificial contract. You say I have to dedicate myself to God from the inside out. You can't run away before our sacrifice contract is reached."