PFC Chapter 12258
Chapter 12258
Chapter 12258
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and observed secretly with great interest.
From Di Wenhua onwards, everyone wore the same religious uniform and performed the sacrificial ceremony respectfully, as if they were worshipping some extremely transcendent being.
The ceremony lasted for half a day and was extremely complicated, but everyone present remained solemn and no one dared to be perfunctory.
Lin Yi was secretly amazed.
There are many people who can overpower others, but it is rare to find someone like this, who makes everyone dare not neglect him from beginning to end, and even respect him sincerely to some extent.
Lin Yi became more and more curious about the guy hiding behind the scenes of Nanyang City.
The ceremony is over.
An old man spoke first: "Wenhua, what's going on with Lin Yi? Why is he still staying?"
Di Wenhua shook his head helplessly: "It seems that he is in seclusion here. I'm afraid he won't leave for a while. He is the chief steward after all. I can't go to his house to chase him away, right?"
Someone nearby immediately cursed, "What a shitty butler! In my opinion, he is just a stinking beggar. Find a reason to kick him out quickly. Otherwise, if our important event of offering sacrifices to the gods is ruined, can you afford it?"
Another person frowned and said, "In my opinion, this person deliberately stayed here because he must have some intentions towards our Nanyang City. Don't forget that he is now plotting against Nanjun and will never let our Nanyang City go easily."
"The lesson from the Song City is there, we must be on guard."
Di Wenhua sneered when he heard this: "He wants to control our fate? We have the protection of the mind, in front of the mind, who is he?"
There was no strange expression on anyone's face; instead, they all took it as a matter of course.
It is true that Lin Yi is a big shot, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will become a super boss spanning two counties.
But in the eyes of this group of people, he is still just a beggar.
Because they have a mind.
After discussing for a while, the old man spoke up and made the final decision: "Keep watching Lin Yi for now and find a reason to send him away as soon as possible. There is also one more thing that you all need to pay attention to."
Three words came out of his mouth faintly: "Bao Yurou."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Someone asked curiously, "He's just a little beggar without a father or a mother. What's so important about him?"
The rest of the people had the same reaction.
A mere nine-year-old orphan girl, with no strength and no connections, would most likely starve to death on the streets even if they left her alone.
Even if you don't starve to death for the time being, you won't live for long.
Such a small person who is destined to die is no better than an ant at their feet in their eyes. He is not even worthy of being looked at by them. Why should he be discussed in such an important occasion?
Isn't it funny that it is brought up so seriously?
However, the old man is the grand elder of their Baixin Sect, and his say is even higher than that of the city lord Di Wenhua.
Even if people disagreed with what he said, they did not dare to take it lightly.
The old man said quietly, "We have the Heart Locking Spell, which can control the people of the entire city and make them worship the Lord of the Heart with all their heart, but the Heart Locking Spell is not flawless and it can also be corroded."
Di Wenhua frowned: "What can corrode the Heart Locking Spell?"
"Sympathy, pity."
The old man said earnestly: "This is one of the few divine qualities in mortals. The Heart Locking Spell can lock up human nature, but it cannot lock up divinity."
Di Wenhua reacted instantly: "That means, if we let this little beggar continue to play the victim, more and more people will sympathize with her, and then it will shake the entire foundation of our Baixin Sect?"
Everyone was horrified when they heard this.
If the old man hadn't pointed it out, none of them would have thought that a little girl like Bao Yurou could have such destructive power!
"What should we do? Send someone to kill her?"
Someone suggested it immediately.
The old man shook his head: "That won't work. If she dies too tragically, it will only draw more sympathy. Once someone adds fuel to the fire, it will be troublesome."
Di Wenhua thought for a moment and said, "Then let's give her a death that everyone can accept. We just happen to be short of a sacrifice, so let's use some tricks to make her willingly become the sacrifice of Master Xinshen!"
"This is good!"
Everyone agreed immediately.
The old man said with relief: "This will not only eliminate the hidden dangers, but also strengthen the worship of the Lord of the Heart by the people of the whole city. It's just killing two birds with one stone."
After the matter was finalized, Di Wenhua immediately took action.
Soon, the news that Bao Yurou volunteered to be a sacrifice spread throughout Nanyang City.
As she made her way to the altar, all the people lined the streets and cheered.
The fate of the sacrifice is death.
But at this time, they no longer felt any sympathy for Bao Yurou. Instead, they felt that it was as it should be and that this was her best destination.
Under the influence of the invisible force, Bao Yurou followed closely and walked towards the altar uncontrollably.
This power was controlled by Di Wenhua himself. Even for a cultivator with considerable strength, it would be difficult to break free, let alone a thin little girl like her.
Bao Yurou was shrouded in great fear.
However, she did not ask for help.
She knew that it was useless to ask for help. Now everyone in Nanyang City thought that she should die. Emotions had reached this point. If she regretted it, she would be abandoned by the whole city immediately.
What's more, even if these people were right next to her, no matter how she cried or shouted, no one could hear her.
What they always saw was her determined eyes and pious expression.
On the city wall, Di Wenhua and a group of Baixin Sect leaders overlooked the scene and smiled at each other.
"This is a good move. By doing this, she has greatly enhanced the effect of the Heart Locking Spell and saved us a lot of trouble."
The Great Elder nodded with satisfaction.
Di Wenhua smiled and said, "With this successful experience, we can do it more often in the future. It would be best if it becomes a regular practice in our Nanyang City. This is the best offering to Master Xinshen."
The Great Elder nodded slightly: "It's a good idea, we can still consider the details and make sure it is perfect."
While they were talking, Bao Yurou had involuntarily come to the altar.
The so-called altar is different from the building we commonly know as. What is in front of us is an ancient well with no bottom in sight.
The Baixin Sect has always offered sacrifices to their Lord of the Heart through this ancient well.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Bao Yurou did not hesitate at all. In fact, it was not her turn to hesitate at all. She was swept down by external force.
The people of Nanyang City who came to watch the ceremony cheered.
However, the cheers lasted less than ten seconds, and Bao Yurou suddenly flew out of the well and landed in front of everyone.
In good condition.
The cheers from the audience suddenly stopped.
Di Wenhua and his men on the city wall were all shocked.
"what's the situation?"
The first reaction was that someone was playing tricks.