There are neither terrifying rituals nor weird monsters.

Through the holes on the floor, Lu Jing saw a wooden frame with a painting board and a believer of the Holy Blood Cult who was sitting in front of the painting board and was like painting. Behind him were five other believers. And as Xu Zhuo said, the faces of these people were wrapped in black silk cloth to be precise, and even the eyes of the painter were covered in such a way...

This is what confused Lu Jing.

How many blind people have chosen to keep them in this room to draw?

What about the promised prayer ceremony?

Since Lu Jing was at the top of the board, he was at the top-down view at this time, and the easel was located close to the door, which made him unable to see clearly what was drawn on the drawing board, and naturally he could not guess the intentions of the Holy Blood Sect.

I could only watch the guy keep moving his wrist, add a stroke here and apply it a few more times.

Finally, he had no choice but to stand up and signal the other two to come forward to take a look.

Fu Ju and Xu Zhuo's reaction after reading it was not much different from Lu Jing. The Holy Blood Sect's unfathomable behavior of unknown meaning is really unpredictable.

To facilitate discussion, the three of them temporarily evacuated the room to ensure that the conversation was not heard by the people below.

"Draw with your eyes closed...is this a new art form?"

Lu Jing recalled the scene he saw just now and couldn't help asking.

In his previous life, he also heard of "crazy calligraphy" and "shui gun painting", but the believers I just saw were far behind those "masters" who could tell at a glance that they were extremely human!

"I have carefully observed the movements of the painter. He did not seem to be scribing randomly. He should have a clear plan and know where to draw something. What's strange is that during the period when I was observing, the man did not look up at anything in the room from beginning to end. This is enough to prove that the silk cloth on his eyes should not be a decoration, and there is a conflict between the two phenomena before and after."

He couldn't see things and knew how to draw what he wanted. If the other party was an extraordinary person, Lu Jing wouldn't find it strange. The problem is that those people's outfits were exactly the same, so they couldn't be all extraordinary, right?

"I didn't pay attention to his movements, but looked at what he used, especially his brushes. I didn't see any palette placed beside him, and the end of his brush was white-brown, as if it wasn't stained with paint."

As a craftsman, most of the things that Fu Ju pays attention to are focused on utensils.

"And his painting boards. In the past, when I designed items, I often dealt with shops selling these kinds of things. Normally, the main body of the painting board will be a light wooden frame, which is convenient for movement when painting. The back of the painting board he used is obviously brass luster, which is likely to be a mechanical creation. No manufacturer can produce the mechanical medium-sized painting boards of two feet long and wide, so there are only two possibilities. One is something customized by the Holy Blood Cult, and the other is that the painting board is born like this!"

"The problem now is the situation below. What should we do? Just break in?"

Xu Zhuo asked with a frown.

If you are really doing some evil ritual, you can get personal stolen goods and get them when you break in. No one can save these cultists by then, and now...

It’s not illegal to draw with your eyes closed!

"There must be a reason for the Holy Blood Cult to do this. I just had a call with Jin Qidong. He seemed to be extremely resentful of the Holy Blood Cult's participation in the celebration parade. He must know some inside information. Ask him first."

Lu Jing did not forget what Jin Qidong said before in the Conch Conch. After thinking about it, he decided to contact him again.

"You see them painting with their eyes blindfolded?"

After listening to Lu Jing's description, Jin Qidong opened his mouth and confirmed,

"Those people's positions and the arrangements in the house, tell me!"

"Station... Everyone is near the door, the painter is in front, and the other five are close to the wall next to the door. As for the arrangement of the room, it is nothing strange. It is just an empty room with some candles. Is there any problem with this?"

Lu Jing recalled the situation in the room, and there was no special phenomenon.

"If I guess correctly, that drawing board is a special wonder that can communicate with a world that normal people will never reach. They are summoning an existence in this way. You continue to observe and don't rush to take action. I want to know what they are summoning."

After Lu Jing opened up the relationship between the two parties, Jin Qidong was obviously too lazy to continue pretending to be the previous look that he was pulled in because of helplessness, and said bluntly. His words undoubtedly verified that Lu Jing's treasure hunting compass had trembling and pointed at outside before was indeed brought in by people from the Holy Blood Sect.

"When they successfully summon, can they still stop it?"

Lu Jing doesn't think it would be an ordinary creature if it needs to be used to summon an existence.

"Their plan is to be truly implemented after the celebration begins. The guys summoned now are only part of their plan. If I don't know what that is, I can't know what the Holy Blood Cult wants to achieve in the end."

Jin Qidong's meaning is very clear, and he simply wants to predict their next steps through the preparations made by the Holy Blood Cult in the land-based flower boat this time.

After a brief consideration, Lu Jing returned to the room and continued to observe through the hole.

From the first time they observed that they returned to the conversation, the painter was still the same person, still maintaining his own movements, constantly smearing something on the drawing paper with a brush that had never been replaced. In order to avoid some sudden details, Lu Jing could only continue to lie down, and at the same time, let Fu Ju and Xu Zhu guard around to ensure that no one would disturb him.

As time passed for the man below to paint, Lu Jing began to vaguely hear some kind of sound.

At first it was the sound of liquid flowing or the "bang" sound when some mucus collided with an object. Lu Jing thought it was the sound of the believers of the Holy Blood Sect leaning against the door. However, just as he was about to turn his gaze, he found that the painter suddenly stopped the action at hand.

The next second, a light breeze suddenly rolled up in the room. Lu Jing, who was open, felt the oncoming cold wind at the first time. At the same time, the candles that were originally placed in various parts of the room suddenly floated up as if they had lost their gravity.

No, it was not that the entire room had lost its gravity, but that drawing board was used as the boundary, and the believers of the Holy Blood Sect were still in normal condition.

The swaying candlelight and mottled shadows mixed together, making the scene in the room twisted and weird.

"Hmph~hehe~"

Just at this moment, a very harsh and disgusting sneer suddenly sounded in the quiet environment. Lu Jing subconsciously shook his whole body and his eyes swept around the believers of the Holy Blood Sect.

The laughter was not from them!

Could it be that the summoning has been successful?

Lu Jing observed the scenes everywhere in the room, afraid that he would miss a certain detail, but the whole room was so big. He looked back and forth several times. He had never seen anything except the debris still floating in the air and the interlaced light and shadow.

Where does the sneer come from?

Just when Lu Jing was surprised, he saw a believer in the Holy Blood Sect behind the painter suddenly walking out of the center of the room, and then began to take off his robe.

It was not until this time that Lu Jing realized that this believer of the Holy Blood Sect was actually a beast-like patient!

His arms exposed outside his shirt and his neck were covered with dark red meridians, and the only clothes left on his body were full of the same scene.

In the weightless environment, the man inevitably floated up, and he also opened his arms as if he had expected such a scene, as if he was expecting something.

Gala ~

The sound of flesh breaking suddenly sounded, Lu Jing looked straight at the man's left arm, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

He saw blood flowing out of the wound that had been broken at some time after the left arm of the believer of the Holy Blood Sect. It was not thrown away in the space at will, but it was flowing out of thin air like a conduit was injected into it.

Before Lu Jing could figure out the situation, he saw that the wounds on this person's body gradually increased under the influence of some strange force. Not only his arms, but also his neck and face also appeared on his face. The blood flowing out of these wounds was flowing in the air in a specific route as before.

As these blood flowed, something blurred outline began to appear...

It was like a satisfying beast, beginning to reveal its true appearance to the offerings offered to it.

Its whole body was red and there were blood dripping. Countless tentacles pulsating on its crimson body, like a jelly block that kept wriggling and beating. At the tip of the tentacle, there was a mouthpiece like a suction cup, which was opening and closing hungrily...

This monster is swollen and disgusting.

The large ball of things had no head, no face, no eyes, only an insatiable mouth, and sharp claws commensurate with the identity of the monster.

What kind of monster is this?

Lu Jing straightened his body, and his body was almost uncontrollably filled with goose bumps. His intuition told him that it would be better not to continue looking at the monster. If it left a clear impression in his mind, it would be a disaster...

Yes!

One of the reasons why the people of the Holy Blood Sect blindfolded their eyes is that they had long foreseeed such a terrifying scene to appear in front of them.

Xu Zhuo next to him saw something wrong with Lu Jing's expression, and couldn't help but look closer. As soon as his body bent down, the former pressed his shoulders down.

"The thing underneath is probably the same as more than a hundred earthworms growing in a tomato. If you still want to sleep at night, it's best not to look at it."

This is the most tactful description that Lu Jing can think of in a short period of time!

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Chapter completed!