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The Zhang family members' voices became louder and louder, and they chanted the mantra in unison. The scene was very shocking.

Suddenly, it stopped!

There was no sound at all!

All the tribesmen surrounded the sacrificial pillar. It was estimated that the number of people in each row was fixed. As for the secret, outsiders did not understand.

Boom~~~!

The sacrificial pillar was divided into five parts and spread out evenly in five directions. Only when you get closer can you see clearly that the sacrificial pillar is composed of five wooden poles of different colors. The meaning of this is well known to the tailor Sixth Grandpa, Ye Lei's father, and Ye Lei.

"No, run away!"

"not good!"

"not good!"

. . . .

Where can they escape to? They are already trapped in the barrier. They originally thought that if they could help these Zhang family members solve the curse, they would be able to escape. They never expected that...!

"Escape? Didn't they say you can't escape?" Zhang Xiaoyu was still in the dark and full of questions.

"The sacrificial activity triggered by this sacrificial pillar is to use the five of us as sacrifices, alive!" Ye Lei said as he ran.

"Living sacrifice?" When Wen Xue heard about living sacrifice, she felt terrified. After all, her previous wedding was similar to this kind of living sacrifice, and she still had lingering fears.

In fact, Wen Xue had heard of the sacrifice to the god pillar and was very familiar with it, but in her understanding, there was no such thing as living sacrifice, but rather...!

Obviously, running away is not a good idea. The barrier seems to be shrinking. The closer you get to the boundary of the barrier, the more negative energy it brings to people without special methods, which can cause mental breakdown.

“No... we can’t run anymore. If we run again, we’ll all be finished!” Grandpa Six, the tailor, wiped the blood from his nose, which was the aftereffect of the barrier.

The Zhang family members are already very close, how can we hide from them?

The sacrificial pillar emits five colors of light: red, green, orange, gold, and blue!

"Forget it, just surrender!" Is it possible that the tailor Sixth Uncle has given up hope?

As expected, the few of them did not move, waiting for the Zhang family members to come over.

The green eye qi disappeared and everything returned to normal.

"Let's go!" Zhang Lang's father broke away from the crowd and walked up to a few people first.

"Stop struggling in vain." Zhang Lang said with a hint of weirdness.

Having no solution may be a good solution, just wait and see!

Sure enough, the sacrificial ceremony was consistent with what the tailor Sixth Grandpa had thought.

Everyone was tied to different wooden poles by the Zhang family, in five directions: east, south, west, north and center, and the one in the middle was Ye Lei!

"Three descendants of the Ye family, one descendant of the Zhang family, and one descendant of the Wen family. God helps me! Hahaha!" Zhang Lang's father laughed.

Zhang Lang's father staggered over to the group with his back hunched. He was so tied up that it was difficult for him to breathe, so no one wanted to talk too much.

"Use your Ye family's methods to deal with your Ye family's people, use the Zhang family's sacrificial pillars to offer sacrifices, and use your Wen family..." Zhang Lang's father stopped at Wen Xue and snorted.

The Ye family's method? Is the next sacrificial method the same as the Ye family's?

"Let's start!" Zhang Lang's father gave an order, and all the tribesmen skillfully set up the magic circle.

I don't know how many times I have practiced this to become so proficient.

Five wooden pillars were nailed in different positions!

The Zhang family members are shown holding hands in a row, lying on the ground, surrounding several people in a circle.

Another row~~~!

And so on, the mantra is also chanted in the mouth! The mantra is followed by longer words, which makes the listeners fascinated and the singers feel moved!

"Cover your ears! The words these people are chanting are confusing! Cover them quickly!" Grandpa Six, the tailor, was extremely anxious.

"Why are you covering your hands? Your hands are tied!" Zhang Xiaoyu reminded.

"That's true! Then there's nothing we can do. Just get addicted to it!" Has the tailor Sixth Grandpa given up?

The words entered the ears of the five people, and sure enough...

I just felt waves of tones filling my body, and all the fragments of my past memories were pieced together again, with unusual clarity.

"Little Ye Lei, you must study hard when you grow up. Because mom thinks you will be a child who loves to study." Ye Lei's mother gently stroked little Ye Lei's head.

"Okay, I understand, Mom." Ye Lei snuggled in his mother's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

It was so warm and so real, as if it had really happened. How could it be possible?

Ye Lei's mother was the one who gave birth to Ye Lei, so how could she have memories of living with him? Ye Lei, who was immersed in his memories, noticed something, but what could he do? These memories were what he had longed for since he was a child, so how could he bear to let them go?

The older you get, the wiser you are. When Grandpa Six, the tailor, was so engrossed in the moment, he threw the Yin-Yang nail hanging around his neck behind him!

Snap~~~!

Only the tailor Sixth Grandpa could hear the sound of nails piercing the skin, and a pain surged into his heart.

That's right, he wanted to use the residual pain of the Yin-Yang Nail to prevent himself from entering the maze. So among the five people, the tailor Sixth Grandpa was still awake at this moment, deliberately squinting his eyes and pretending to be trapped in the maze.

"Is it going to happen, father?" Zhang Lang asked in a low voice.

“Hmm~~~!” Zhang Lang’s father didn’t know that the tailor Sixth Uncle was pretending to be fascinated, so he was not sure whether it would succeed or not.

The sacrificial ritual this time required the coordination of the Zi Shi burial, the sacrificial pillar, and the Ye family secret technique, which was called the derivative sacrifice. It was through the power of five people that hundreds, thousands, or even more copies of the curse-removing medicine were derived. It was said to be a medicine from God. There was also a sentence in the Ye family history to explain this phenomenon (the nectar and jade came up from the sky, and became a magical elixir for all living beings!).

But the divine medicine never came, so Zhang Lang's father was not sure whether this method would work.

Zhang Xiaoyu, Wen Xue, and Ye Lei's father were all trapped in the memory reorganization they longed for, and it was difficult to get out of it by their own strength. Because this is a feature of the derivative sacrifice - soul locking. But if one of the five gods is missing, this method will not work. The tailor Sixth Grandpa had calculated this method from the beginning. (Yes, he guessed it from the moment of offering sacrifice to the pillar.)

According to the memories imagined by the scenes they longed for, that was the "paradise" that belonged to this person alone. How could they bear to leave? They wished they could be trapped there for the rest of their lives. This is what is often said, that among the six realms, the blessings of the heavenly beings are the most extraordinary, and the Dharma is the most difficult to obtain. The realm of the few people at this time is even better than the blessings enjoyed by the heavenly beings.

The derivative sacrifice can only be used once, and the five gods are only willing to be invited once, which means that if it fails this time, there will be no possibility of a next time in a short time.

"Hahaha!" Grandpa Six, the tailor, suddenly opened his eyes, glared at each other, and laughed out loud.

"It's bad, the plan failed!" Zhang Lang's father sighed. It seemed that it was all God's will and he couldn't go against it. He said, "Forget it! I didn't want to hurt anyone in the first place. I feel relieved when it didn't work. Ahem!"