Psychic

Chapter 92 Sacrifice

Hearing Chen Yangcheng's order, several villagers immediately surrounded them, and it took a long time to get the tightly bound Jun Chengzong and Zhu Di up from the cellar.

Then, several people could not help but bring Jun Chengzong and the others to the Changgan Orchard on the mountainside. However, when they got there, Village Chief Chen Changqing and a group of villagers had already been waiting there for a long time.

"Village head." Chen Yangcheng stepped forward quickly and greeted Chen Changqing. Although Chen Yangcheng killed people without blinking an eye when he was in the village, Chen Changqing was still the village head on the surface after all, and he still had to have the proper etiquette.

Chen Changqing slightly nodded at Chen Yangcheng, but his eyes were a little nervous, as if hesitating about what to do next.

"What is that?" Chen Changqing thought for a while, and then said to Chen Yangcheng, "Isn't it good to just send the two of them in..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yangcheng rolled his eyes and asked, "What are you worried about?"

After all, Chen Changqing was much older than Chen Yangcheng, so he sucked his back molars immediately, and said in a really unhappy way: "Although we participated in it before, it's different from this time, we are killing people!"

"Kill?" Chen Yangcheng chuckled, lowered his voice and said, "I've already killed that old bastard Chen Dehou, why do you still want to report me?"

Hearing what Chen Yangcheng said, and looking at the blood stains on Chen Yangcheng's police uniform, Chen Changqing couldn't help swallowing, and said, "But..."

Chen Changqing wanted to say something else, but Chen Yangcheng waved his hand and said, "There is nothing to worry about. If you have any hesitation, I certainly don't mind changing the village chief."

"You..." Chen Changqing obviously didn't expect Chen Yangcheng to threaten him so much, and he was dumbfounded.

"It's a shame that you are still the village chief. If you can't offer sacrifices in time, you don't know what will happen." Chen Yangcheng's eyes widened, and his tone suddenly became aggressive, completely ignoring the presence of other villagers beside him. "Don't you think Will the tragedy of thirteen years ago happen again!"

Chen Yangcheng's words seemed to hit Chen Changqing's sore spot, and made Chen Changqing dumbfounded all of a sudden, so he obediently stood aside and let Chen Yangcheng make arrangements.

And Chen Yangcheng ignored Chen Changqing, waved his hand, and signaled the villagers behind him to bring Jun Chengzong and Zhu Di into the orchard.

Jun Chengzong and Zhu Di were tied under the two strongest fruit trees near the hinterland of the orchard.

After finishing all this, Chen Yangcheng stood in front of Jun Chengzong, looked up at the sky, and said to Jun Chengzong: "Now there are still a few hours before night, so I will trouble you to wait here for a while."

"But it shouldn't be too long. It might be over after a night of sleep." After speaking, Chen Yangcheng turned around and left with a group of villagers.

Judging from the current weather, it should be only after five o'clock in the afternoon. It is estimated that there will be about two hours before the sky is completely dark.

In Jun Chengzong's view, these two hours may be their last chance to break free. Once the scarecrow moves at night, the two of them will become fish on the chopping board, and they will be unable to escape even if they want to.

Jun Chengzong tried to struggle, but he clearly felt that the rope was tightening, and he seemed to be shrinking inward as if alive.

"Don't be too busy," Zhu Di, who was on the side, sighed when he saw Jun Chengzong's movements, and said, "The buckles they tied are for tying up thieves. The more you struggle, the tighter they get. Let's save your energy."

Although Zhu Di told Jun Chengzong to give up resistance, when Jun Chengzong looked over to her, he found that Zhu Di's hands were behind his back, and he was grinding the rope buckle behind him with a rough tree trunk.

However, the rope that binds them is as thick as two fingers. If a tree trunk is used to grind the rope buckle, how long will it take to grind it?

So, Jun Chengzong moved his left hand, moved the dice on his wrist to his fingertips, and rubbed the rope buckle with the edge of the dice.

Seeing Jun Chengzong's actions, Zhu Di chuckled and didn't say much.

However, time was much faster than they had imagined. The day that they thought would last for a long time turned dark before they broke the rope.

"No, it's too late, we have to think of other ways!" Jun Chengzong looked up at the starry sky, then turned his head and said to Zhu Di.

However, before Judy could answer anything, a strange sound of trumpets sounded suddenly from all directions.

Judy's expression changed immediately when she heard Mingjin's voice. She had experienced the confrontation with the scarecrow last night, and she knew exactly what the appearance of Mingjin's voice meant.

The devil's sacrifice has begun!

"Hurry up, the scarecrow is about to appear!"

However, as soon as Zhu Di finished speaking, a cloud of green smoke suddenly rose and slowly landed not far in front of them. Immediately afterwards, the scarecrow's scythe with a gloomy and cold light came out of the smoke, and as the smoke dispersed, , the scarecrow just appeared there out of thin air.

broken!

This was Jun Chengzong's only thought at this time. He had never seen a scarecrow that really moved before, but when he saw it now, his heart was naturally shocked.

"I order you in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, stop all attacks on God's servants, and go back to hell with your polluted soul and filthy body!"

"Tell me your real name and surname!" Although Jun Chengzong didn't have an iron cross at this time, the prayer itself contained the power of God. Now that their hands are tied behind their backs, perhaps they can only hope for the exorcism ceremony up.

However, Jun Chengzong's prayer did not play any role at all.

As if the scarecrow didn't hear it, he limped towards them. The sickle in his hand reflected the pale moonlight, making him look extraordinarily pervasive.

Jun Chengzong wanted to continue exorcising demons in Ammu, but was stopped by Judy who was beside him: "It's useless! It's not a demon itself, nor is it a spirit body that is possessed. Exorcising demons is useless!"

Indeed, Jun Chengzong's exorcism did not have any impact on the scarecrow, which undoubtedly confirmed Zhu Di's statement.

"Then what should I do?" Jun Chengzong had no choice at this time. He used the dice to grind off the rope buckle that bound him, but the edge of the dice was not sharp at all. After several hours of grinding, he just broke the rope It's just a little rough.

However, Zhu Di shouted to Jun Chengzong: "What else can I do, I can only fight with it!"

spell? What are you fighting for?

Just when Jun Chengzong was puzzled, the scarecrow had already walked in front of Judy, and raised the sickle in his hand towards Judy who was bound and unable to move.

"Zhu Di!" Jun Chengzong yelled violently, but the book tie on his body was tightened a little, making it more difficult for him to breathe.

The sickle flashed coldly, and the sharp tip stabbed towards Judy's fragile neck!

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