The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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As if he heard the noise below, he turned his head and glanced down indifferently. Gu Weiman lay on the ground in a mess, watching Huo Yan turn his face away indifferently. "In a necromancy ritual, can one sacrifice someone who has sold themselves to the devil?" Her voice became louder, barely drowning out the sound of chanting.
Solemn and dignified, and shocking.
It feels like I have arrived in some fantasy world.
Among the monks, if Gu Weimian saw correctly...
It’s Huo Yan.
The man knelt on the ground with his back to her.
As if he heard the noise below, he turned his head and glanced down indifferently.
The two looked at each other.
Gu Weiman lay on the ground in a mess, watching Huo Yan turn his face away indifferently.
She was stunned for a moment.
The glimmer of hope that I had always held in my heart suddenly disappeared at this moment.
Her brows were tightly furrowed.
Before she could stand up, the supervisor behind her kicked her in the lower back again.
"Okay! I've brought the people.
A tall, thin man in a black suit and with slicked-back hair walked out from the corner.
The man looked at Gu Weimian with cold eyes.
He placed a finger deep inside and gently moved it towards the location of the molten lava.
The supervisor nodded and looked at Gu Weiman with a bit of nervousness on his face.
But in a moment, it became ferocious and cold.
He pulled Gu Weimian's shoulder.
Gu Weimian suddenly burst into laughter.
"In a necromancy ritual, can one sacrifice someone who has sold themselves to the devil?"
Her voice became louder, barely drowning out the sound of chanting.
She ignored the supervisor's hand on her shoulder and yanked a chain from around her neck.
Before anyone else could see clearly, she threw the chain into the lava.
The sound of chanting that had been going on before suddenly became a little disordered.
There was a slight change in the aura of the entire cave.
It suddenly became a little hotter than before.
Gu Weiman's blood and energy surged in his body, but he forced himself to suppress it, lowered his eyes and began to chant scriptures.
She began to chant.
The chanting sound, which was already unstable, began to become intermittent.
The older monk who was leading the group opened his eyes.
“It’s the Rebirth Mantra!”
He looked towards Gu Weiman.
Every time Gu Weimian sang a verse, his body felt like it was burning with fire.
But he gritted his teeth and read on word by word.
Huo Yan, who had been kneeling on the ground, finally stood up.
He walked to the edge of the pagoda and looked down, his voice cold.
"Do it."
Gu Weimian glared at Huo Yan coldly.
Before she could speak, the old monk spoke first.
"No."
Huo Yan frowned and turned to look at the old monk.
The old monk looked at Gu Weiman in surprise and doubt, his fingers moving rapidly.
The other monks behind him gradually found it difficult to maintain their chanting without his leadership, and the chanting stopped.
Huo Yan's expression grew increasingly gloomy.
He walked back to the foot of the pagoda.
Gu Weimian noticed that there was an ice coffin placed under the tower.
She couldn't see the specific shape of the ice coffin, she could only vaguely see its edge.
All I could see was Huo Yan's face becoming extremely ugly.
The man turned his head and looked at the old monk.
"What the hell is going on!"
There was a thin layer of sweat on the old monk's forehead. He lowered his eyes and asked Gu Weiman below,
"What did you throw into the lava?!"
Gu Weiman didn't answer his question and concentrated on reciting her sutra.
Huo Yan suppressed his anger.
“What’s thrown away matters?”
The old monk nodded hesitantly.
"It shouldn't be something simple, otherwise it wouldn't have caused such a big impact. If we can't figure it out, the situation will only get worse. It will affect the subsequent ceremony..."
He didn't go into details.
But the meaning is clear.
A sneer appeared on Gu Weimian's lips.
What she threw... was a small silver demon staff.