At this moment, in the altar, the body of guard is still twitching, he is also living, but the full mouth blood stain, is actually not able to make any sound. 此刻,祭坛上,护卫的躯体还在抽搐着,他还活着,但满口血污,却是无法发出任何声音。 His face, the blood flows, the facial features had been excised completely. 他的脸,鲜血汩汩流淌,五官都已被全部摘除。 "Yu" receives the dagger, gradually draws back, then to „incantation” the idol, extremely devout prostrating oneself, kotows. “郁”收起匕首,缓步退下,尔后对着“咒”的神像,极为虔诚的拜倒,叩首。 bead curtain tall scroll, the statue dead silence in shrine, the gloom in entire ancestral temple, even more is rich, the dense/woods are cold. 珠帘高卷,神龛之中的塑像静默无声,整个祠堂内的阴气,却愈加浓郁,森寒刺骨。 On the wall imitates, if the drawing of dwelling place of celestial beings, covered the first layer gloomy tone. 壁上仿若仙家的绘画,也蒙上了一层晦暗的色调。 Spreads across is dividing to cut to chisell the trace variously the altar, seeps gradually the first layer pitch-black bloodstain. 纵横交错着各种各样劈斩凿刻痕迹的祭坛,渐渐沁出一层乌黑的血渍。 The solid stone facing, shortly just likes the swamp. 原本坚实的石面,顷刻间恍若沼泽。 The guard starts to sink toward the altar. 护卫开始朝祭坛之内沉去。 He goes all out to struggle, the facial features twist fiercely, in the heart is sending out the curse of most hatred to Xiao. 他拼命挣扎,面容狰狞扭曲,心中对着萧家发出最最怨毒的诅咒。 The black air/Qi transpiration, such as cloud Ruwu, at this moment, guard's curse and hatred, imitate, if essence, following losing the face of facial features, continuously emerges. 黑气蒸腾,如云如雾,这一刻,护卫的诅咒与恨意,仿若实质,顺着失去五官的面庞,源源不断的涌现出来。 Transpiration of these curses and hatreds above the altar tumble, congeals slowly a mask that does not have the facial features smoothly, such as the mirror, imitates, if the wrought iron casting, looks cold and gloomy strange. 这些诅咒与恨意在祭坛上方蒸腾翻滚,缓缓凝结成一张没有五官、光滑如镜的面具,仿若镔铁铸造而成,望去森冷怪异。 The mask forms instantly, in the black blood, makes the sound, the guard sinks to the altar thoroughly. 面具成形的刹那,黑血之中,汩汩作声,护卫彻底沉入祭坛之内。 In an instant , the altar restores such as beginning, the swamp black blood is only the illusion seems to be same, diverges quietly. 转眼之际,祭坛恢复如初,沼泽般的黑血仿佛只是幻觉一样,悄然散去。 Before the long table, four burn a joss stick is still burning agitated, when the light smoke is slender and wispy, the Xiao four people of name float midair, the ancient altar stands erect in the smoke cloud deep place peacefully. 长案前,四炷香还在汹汹燃烧,青烟袅娜之际,萧家四人的名字悬浮半空,古旧祭坛在烟云深处安静矗立。 Saw with own eyes that Xiao Meng successfully completes to offer sacrifices, Xiao Shou very satisfied nod, then told: „Xiang'e, to you.” 眼见萧朦顺利完成献祭,萧寿非常满意的点了点头,尔后吩咐道:“香娥,到你了。” „Fast goes forward to offer sacrifices.” “速速上前献祭。” „Must delay not!” “莫要耽误！” hears word, Hongfen Xinniang turns on the box of skirt bank immediately, inside is also a guard. 闻言,红粉新娘立时打开裙畔的箱子,里面也是一名护卫。 She bends the waist the guard to raise, throws in the altar, then pulls a dagger from the sleeve, starts to offer sacrifices directly. 她弯腰将护卫提起,扔到祭坛上,尔后从袖中掣出一柄匕首,直接开始献祭。 The sharp blade delimits the sound of skin, flesh and skeleton to be continuous, the stupor guard was awakened by the severe pain, first sees, is the dagger picks up an own eyeball. 利刃划过皮肤、血肉、骨骼的声响绵绵不绝,原本昏迷的护卫被剧痛惊醒,第一眼看到的,便是匕首挑出自己的一只眼球。 „Ah!!!” “啊啊啊啊啊！！！” The pitiful yell sound of sad and shrill transposition, resounds through the ancestral temple. 凄厉变调的惨叫声,响彻祠堂。 The blood swish yuan flows, in ancient trace following altar, toward flows in all directions under. 鲜血潺湲而流,顺着祭坛上古旧的痕迹,朝着四面八方流淌而下。 With sacrificial offering conducts, the Hongfen Xinniang aura starts to grow stronger, from Qi Refinement Stage, grew Core Formation Stage. 随着祭祀的进行,红粉新娘气息开始变强,也从练气期,增长到了结丹期。 Quick, above the altar the reappearing black blood, just like a sacrificial offering, this guard, was swallowed by the altar little, before he at the point of death, hysteric hatred and hatred, congeal one imitates mask that if wrought iron casting. 很快,祭坛之上浮现黑血,跟上一个祭品一样,这名护卫,也被祭坛一点点吞噬,他临死之前歇斯底里的怨毒与憎恨,凝结成一张仿若镔铁铸造的面具。 Hongfen Xinniang also completes to offer sacrifices. 红粉新娘同样完成献祭。 On altar, palace lantern static combustion, mural obviously obscure gloomy. 供案上,宫灯静静燃烧,壁画愈显晦涩阴暗。 The gloom is thick, congeals the gray-black smoke cloud, meanders indistinctly, lingers full Shi. 阴气浓稠,凝结成灰黑色的烟云,缥缈逶迤,萦绕满室。 Is carving hundred child thousand grandsons and melon small melons continuously and other ge fans of design, shines upon all sorts of strange and unusual sketches. 镂刻着百子千孙、瓜瓞绵绵等图案的槅扇,映照出一道道千奇百怪的剪影。 Sketch flickering, the sound of footsteps is chaotic, resembles paces back and forth back and forth, mixes with many to talk in whispers, thorough, secretly is like surging tides turbulent. 剪影幢幢,脚步声纷乱,又似来回徘徊,夹杂着诸多窃窃私语,绵密如潮水般,暗自汹涌。 Sees with own eyes the matter to be smooth, Xiao Shou looks to Pei Ling, said: „Zheng'er, to you.” 眼见事情顺利,萧寿望向裴凌,说道:“铮儿,到你了。” „Offers sacrifices quickly.” “快去献祭。” „Hoping of my Xiao, will soon achieve!” “我萧家之愿,即将达成！” hears word, Pei Ling recovers from the Xiao Zheng memory suddenly, has not opened the mouth, immediately sends out a fierce cough. 闻言,裴凌猛然从萧铮的记忆中回过神来,尚未开口,立时发出一阵剧烈的咳嗽。 He looks up, actually sees the smoke cloud to wind around, the ancient altar had been invaded by the bloodstain most probably, the motley luster, looks at carefully carefully, all dyes and spatters in all directions for the blood dizzy repeatedly is the result. 他抬头望去,却见烟云缭绕之间,古旧祭坛已然大半被血渍侵染,斑驳的色泽,仔细端详,皆为鲜血反复晕染、迸溅所致。 In which hatred is boundless, has compared was richer before gravely. 其中的恨意磅礴浩瀚,已然比之前更为浓郁深重。 "Yu" with Hongfen Xinniang, has completed to offer sacrifices! “郁”跟红粉新娘,都已完成献祭！ Pei Ling fierce is panting for breath, the mask ice-cold touch, making his train of thought calm down gradually. 裴凌剧烈的喘息着,面具冰冷的触感,让他的思绪渐渐冷静下来。 At this time, Xiao Shou knits the brows, opened the mouth again: „Zheng'er, what are you still rubbing gently?” 这个时候,萧寿皱起眉,再次开口:“铮儿,你还在磨蹭什么？” „Quickly!” “快！” „Offers sacrifices!” “上去献祭！” „Delayed the double-hour, since then harmed my Xiao for generations the hope!” “耽误了时辰,便是误了我萧家祖祖辈辈以来的希望！” Pei Ling stands in same place, motionless, meaning that has not come up to offer sacrifices slightly. 裴凌站在原地,一动不动,丝毫没有上去献祭的意思。 Sees with own eyes Xiao Zheng to be aloof, immediately Xiao Shou the brow wrinkles is tighter, the facial expression becomes extremely dignified. 眼见萧铮无动于衷,萧寿顿时眉头皱的更紧,神情变得极为凝重。 With, him took out from the sleeve a moment ago greatly the paper money, scatters toward Pei Ling. 跟刚才一样,他从袖中取出大把纸钱,朝裴凌撒去。 The paper money is thick falling, floats the Pei Ling whole body, however Pei Ling still had no movement. 纸钱纷纷扬扬,飘洒裴凌满身,然而裴凌仍旧没有任何动作。 While this opportunity, Xiao Shou takes out an profound bottom blood mark talisman, pasted on him. Xiao Shou both hands pinch finger joints with the thumb, start to mumble. 趁这个机会,萧寿又取出一张玄底血纹的符箓,贴到了他身上。紧接着,萧寿双手掐诀,开始念念有词。 However, unlike Xiao Meng, after this operation, Pei Ling still had no response. 然而,跟刚才的萧朦不同,这一番操作之后,裴凌仍旧没有任何反应。 Xiao Shou immediately the complexion changes, takes out many paper money hastily, but next quarter...... 萧寿顿时面色一变,连忙取出更多的纸钱,但下一刻…… Brush! 刷！ The concise blood-color blade air/Qi has delimited together across the sky, all paper money and talisman, cuts to extinguish instantaneously completely! 一道凝练的血色刀气横空划过,瞬间将所有纸钱、符箓,全部斩灭！ The blade air/Qi castrates does not rest, the overbearing and bloody aura, still disseminates the entire ancestral temple, suddenly scattered many fragrant fog unexpectedly. 刀气去势不歇,霸道、血腥的气息,兀自散播整个祠堂,一时间竟驱散了不少香雾。 Pei Ling lifts the hand , the blood-color blade air/Qi, cuts together outrageously! 裴凌抬手,又一道血色刀气,悍然斩出！ This time, the blade air/Qi howls vertically and horizontally/able to move unhindered, cut off four of burning to burn a joss stick. 这一次,刀气呼啸纵横,斩断了正在燃烧的四炷香。 Loses the support of incense and candle, starts to shiver and dissipate just like the material object altar, the bead curtain that at the same time, just now curls up automatically, quiet falling, camouflaged the shrine. 失去香火的支撑,宛如实物的祭坛开始颤抖、消散,与此同时,方才自动卷起的珠帘,悄无声息的落下,重新遮蔽了神龛。 The idol prevents for the bead curtain, that greatly is of terrorist, the aura big disaster, immediately vanishes does not see. 神像为珠帘阻挡,那股大恐怖、大灾祸的气息,立时消失不见。 Two palace lantern on altar have a sleep/felt, the sudden beat, rises suddenly swiftly from time to time, illuminates the penetrating ancestral temple, from time to time is weak, several want to extinguish. 供案上的两盏宫灯似有所觉,倏忽急剧的跳动起来,时而暴涨,照彻祠堂,时而微弱,几欲熄灭。 The entire ancestral temple flickers, the dense/woods cold aura, actually does not reduce instead increases. 整个祠堂忽明忽暗,森寒的气息,却是不减反增。 „It is not good!” Xiao Shou complexion big change, but has not done anything with enough time, next quarter...... “不好！”萧寿脸色大变,但还没来得及做任何事,下一刻…… „Bang!!” “砰！！” The front door of ancestral temple, opens swiftly. 祠堂的大门,倏忽打开。 „Hū whistling......” “呼呼呼……” The cold wind is involved in rapidly, blows in four people of clothes sleeve to flutter, the when flame of palace lantern, sudden reduction, as if in an instant, will then extinguish thoroughly. 阴风急速卷入,吹得内中四人衣袂翻飞,宫灯的火光,急剧缩小,仿佛转眼之际,便将彻底熄灭。 In the darkness, hears an intermittent laughter sound suddenly: „Hee hee...... hee hee...... hee hee hee hee...... hee......” 黑暗之中,蓦然传来一阵阵嬉笑声:“嘻嘻嘻……嘻嘻……嘻嘻嘻嘻……嘻……” The laughter is monotonous at first , as if there is increasing number of people involved gradually. 笑声起初单调,渐渐地,仿佛有越来越多的人参与其中。 Is full of the malicious laughter from resound innumerably in all directions, congeals rapidly the billowing sound wave, roared is firing into the Xiao four people. 无数饱含恶意的笑声从四面八方响起,迅速凝结成滚滚音波,咆哮着冲向萧家四人。 The cold wind howls, suddenly mixed with some soft matters. 阴风呼啸间,忽然夹杂了些许柔软的物事。 Carefully looks, is actually bunches of pitch-black long hair. 仔细看去,却是一簇簇乌黑的长发。 These long hair come from the ancestral temple to withstand/top, at first is only several wisps, but is quick, imitates, if the black waterfall is common, the inexhaustible black long hair falls in torrents, lets fall repeatedly, such as midsummer Chinese wisteria flower trellis. 这些长发来自祠堂顶上,起初只是数缕,但很快,仿若黑色的瀑布一般,无穷无尽的黑色长发倾泻而下,垂落累累,如盛夏的紫藤花架。 A both blood-color eye pupil from sending the silk opens, looking at fixedly that winks in the Xiao four people. 一双双血色眼眸从发丝之中睁开,一眨不眨的凝注在萧家四人身上。 „Hee hee...... hee hee...... hee hee......” laughter is still continuing, out of the door cold wind rises from all directions, wears the maidservant of indigo or azure tunic, the whole body is bathed in blood, goes out from the darkness, their facial features do not save, only leaves behind covered with blood the hole. “嘻嘻……嘻嘻嘻……嘻嘻……”笑声还在继续,门外阴风四起,穿着靛蓝或青色裙衫的丫鬟,浑身浴血,从黑暗之中走出,她们的五官都已不存,只留下血肉模糊的窟窿。 Staring is looking in the ancestral temple. 直勾勾的望着祠堂之内。 The dragged skirt arranges, „crash-bang” sound gets up gradually, the blood river that is combining the flesh lump, skeleton, internal organs, eyeball, ear, tooth, tongue wait/etc, rises unceasingly. 摇曳的裙摆下,“哗啦”声渐起,一条混杂着肉块、骨殖、内脏、眼球、耳朵、牙齿、舌头等等的血河,不断涨起。 With the step of maidservants, approaches the ancestral temple little. 随着丫鬟们的步伐,一点点逼近祠堂。