The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the wind was gusts. Hundred ghosts sat at the table silently. Tang Da and Wu Mangong were guarding each other, looking at the Hundred Ghost Banquet with serious expressions, because they were all feeling the stones across the river. The Wumen only recorded the Hundred Ghost Banquet, but did not record the results in detail. They only knew that the consequences were that the people who had held the Hundred Ghost Banquet died in destruction in the end, and their death was extremely miserable. The most obvious point was that those people could not stand the backlash of Hundred Ghosts.

The silent ghosts were accompanied by the remaining limbs on the ground and the juice everywhere. This situation was so strange no matter how you looked at it, but it didn't make people feel that there was a crisis. Wu Mangong wanted to ask at the top of his throat, but when he saw Tang Da's solemn expression, he swallowed the words on his lips again.

After a brief silence, the hundreds of ghosts began to eat, but they certainly did not, like ordinary people, who were holding rice bowls and chopsticks to eat. Instead, they all opened their mouths slightly, and a faint breath rose in the wine and food on the plates on the table, and then slowly floated to the hundreds of ghosts with their mouths open.

In less than a moment, some of the dishes that looked quite colorful and fragrant had dried up, and the wine in the cup was about one-third less. The alcohol must have been taken away and the rest was all water. As for the dishes on the plate, they became dry as if they were sunbathed in the sun for a long time, and the essence was gone.

This situation is a bit similar to offering sacrifices to statues of gods in temples, temples and shrines. Especially if the northerners offer sacrifices to immortals at home, when an immortal comes, you put on tributes and the essence inside will be taken away.

When hundreds of ghosts enjoy the banquet, the yin energy suddenly became prosperous. Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, which is originally a yin day.

He clearly felt the yin energy surging, and Wu Mangong looked at Tang Da nervously, because after the Hundred Ghosts Banquet was held, he was considered to have entered the main show, and everything had to be seen by him.

Tang Da continued to have a serious expression. He pulled out a knife from his bag. Both sides of the blade were carved with ancient patterns. It was considered a magic weapon of the Wumen. It is said that it is quite evil and particularly fierce. After pulling out the knife, he held the knife in one hand and stretched out his left hand. The blade slowly passed through his palm. A hole suddenly appeared on Tang Da's palm. Blood ticked down, and then he quickly walked over, walked to a table and dripped the blood on it. Suddenly, blood rushed to the mouths of the evil ghosts on the table.

These evil ghosts suddenly became violent and opened their teeth and claws at Tang Da, but it seemed that due to the fierce knife in his hand, he still did not pounce on him despite his restlessness. Tang Da then walked to the next table, dripping the blood dripping from his palm onto the table again, and walked down one by one, and he dripped each table down.

At this time, Wu Mangong had already raised his heart to his throat. Tang Da called sacrifice and sacrificed the Hundred Ghost Banquet with his own blood. How could he say that his blood was the last main dish of the Hundred Ghost Banquet.

When Tang Da was about to go to the end, his face turned a little pale. No matter who could scatter the blood like this, he couldn't stand it. Wu Mangong felt a lot of complaints in his heart. No wonder if the Hundred Ghost Banquet was put to the end, everyone was killed by backlash. Damn, the blood was almost gone, so he didn't have the strength to fight with the ghosts, let alone whether there was any other situation.

At the same time, behind Tang Da, there were a long list of evil ghosts, lined up in line, and were full of evil spirits.

Wu Mangong promised that if it were his own, his scalp would have been numb.

“Tick…”

On the last table, the blood dripping from Tang Da’s palm fell on the table. He let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and explained to Wu Mangong: "If I have any problems later, don’t mess around, just watch honestly."

"What if something happens?"

"If there is an accident, you don't have to worry about it. Someone will take action, just watch it!"

Wu Mangong's eyes were swaying. He was always very curious about the so-called helper in secret. He could make Tang Da trust and entrust him so much. This guy must be the master of the master, and he didn't know who the sacred was.

Wu Mangong nodded "Yeah, yeah" and said he knew.

After giving Wu Mangong instructions, Tang Da closed his eyes, then sat cross-legged on the ground, rolled his hands outwards on his knees, and said the obscure and difficult witch spells in his mouth. Wu Mangong could only vaguely hear and understand some of them. This was still the witchcraft in the witch, but it was a little more advanced. Not long after he first arrived at the witch, he didn't learn all the skills well, and he didn't hear any curse.

However, the next moment, Wu Mangong was suddenly confused. The first group of ghosts behind Tang Da suddenly plunged into his body. Before Wu Mangong could exclaim, the second and third entered in turn. Then Tang Da's body trembled and became extremely stiff. Then his body fell to the ground with a "thump" rush, but the ghosts behind him still rushed up one after another, piercing on Tang Da's body one after another.

A hundred ghosts on the body?

Wu Mangong widened his eyes in disbelief, and his throat was dry and said, "Crazy, crazy!"

At the same time, Tang Da's face turned snow-white, and there were faint bloodstains from his orifices. It was very hard for him to carry such a strong yin energy. It was hard for ordinary people to be able to hold on to an ordinary person if they were brought on by a little ghost. No matter how outstanding or awesome Tang Da was, he could not hold on to the body of a hundred ghosts.

As we all know, the human body is supported by vitality and yang energy, and there are also yin energy, but it is absolutely rare. The common reason for ghosts on the body is that the sudden decrease in yang energy of a person leads to weak and weak body. Only after the yin energy is too heavy will the ghost be attracted. At this time, Tang Da lets the ghosts on his body, and the yin energy it has to bear is a huge amount. Wu Mangong estimated that it would be good if there was a little yang energy in his body. Maybe all three yang fires on his body would be extinguished.

Tang Da, who was lying on the ground, did not move at all. After being put on the body by the hundred ghosts, a layer of rich yin energy floated on his body, especially his face was pitch black, just like smoked bacon, and his appearance was quite terrifying.

"Gudu..." Wu Mangong couldn't help swallowing and spitting, licking his dry lips. After thinking for a while, he thought about whether to go over and take a look. Others might be dead.

This is the body of a hundred ghosts, and I have never heard of it.
Chapter completed!