I feed on gods

"Why don't you light the wick?"

The old aunt looked surprised when she saw that neither Jiang Hong nor Sima Mu lit the wick.

Aren't you afraid of death?

"Look, it's too small! It's too small!"

Some of the tourists shouted excitedly.

Lin Baici turned around and saw a young man wearing glasses. He lit the wick.

The dim yellow light was not blazing, but it made the Buddha baby on his back shrink like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

There is help.

The male tourists who had lighters began to light wicks.

"etc!"

Lin Baici shouted and grabbed Sima Mu's wrist: "Don't be anxious yet, let's take a look at the situation!"

"What are you looking at? This damn thing has shrunk in the light. Doesn't that mean the oil lamp is useful?"

Some people are confused.

"Shrinking doesn't mean it will disappear!"

Lin Baici's words made everyone's hearts arouse again: "And there is another question. There is only one wick in the oil lamp and there is no lamp oil. How long can this oil lamp be lit?

The young man wearing glasses shook his hand and almost dropped the oil lamp.

He lowered his head and saw that, sure enough, the wick was burning very quickly.

This made him break out in a cold sweat instantly.

"It's... it's over!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Why can't I control this hand?"

There were about forty men who were too quick and too afraid of death. When they saw the Buddha baby lying on his shoulders shrinking on the back of the young man wearing glasses, they quickly lit their respective wicks.

The result is now dumbfounded.

"Brother Lin, you are still thoughtful!"

Sima Mu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead fearfully.

Jiang Hong looked at the lighter in his hand and felt it was so hot.

"You...don't scare me, you don't need lamp oil at all!"

The young man wearing glasses was so panicked that he stuttered. He did not give up and tried to use an oil lamp to bake the lying-shouldered Buddha baby in an attempt to scare it away.

But it didn't work.

In less than a minute, the wick was visibly burned out.

call!

When the flames were extinguished, the Buddha baby lying on its shoulders seemed to grow with revenge. It instantly expanded seven or eight times, hanging on the back of the young man wearing glasses like a junior high school student.

"help me!"

The young man wearing glasses panicked.

"Go get another one!"

Lin Baici urged.

"oh oh!"

The young man wearing glasses woke up from a dream and hurriedly ran to the purple lacquered wooden frame.

The more than forty tourists who were about to light the wicks with their hands rushed towards the wooden frame in a hurry, hoping to get another one to survive.

The young man wearing glasses lit another oil lamp.

But it didn't work.

The lying-shouldered Buddha baby on its back actually grew faster.

"How……"

The young man wearing glasses wanted to ask Lin Baici what to do.

suddenly,

The lying-shouldered Buddha baby on his back opened its fangs and bit his throat, then tore it hard, tearing off a section of his throat with a piece of flesh on it.

boom!

The young man wearing glasses fell down and couldn't make a sound because his neck was broken.

The lying-shouldered Buddha infant looked like a wild dog, squatting next to him and gnawing at his body.

The more than forty unlucky ones with quick hands did not survive. When the oil lamp was extinguished, the Buddha baby lying on the shoulders behind them also began to grow wildly, and then bit and attacked, devouring flesh and blood.

This horrific and bloody scene sent chills all over the body.

"Everyone, go look for it and see if there is any lamp oil?"

Jiang Hong roared.

There was a period of chaos and chaos.

Seeing this scene, Jin Yingzhen suddenly understood why Lin Baici didn't take out the lighter.

If a person takes out a lighter, but does not light the wick, but waits for others to do it first, it will appear too scheming.

For example, now, in the hearts of others, Lin Baici is still the harmless and kind-hearted student.

Only Jin Yingzhen knew how thoughtful this Oppa was.

Not only does he consider all the possible consequences of any action, he even shapes his personal image.

Boss Jiang's words now may not be as influential as Lin Baici's.

He is rich,

But Lin Oppa can lead everyone to survive!

"Can't find lamp oil!"

The tourists walked around for several times, but found nothing. They were scared to death when they saw the baby Buddha lying on their backs growing bigger and bigger.

Lin Baici had already considered the issue of running out of lamp oil and seemed to be looking for a substitute.

"You're not going to use human oil, are you?"

Jiang Hong suddenly spoke, startling Hua Yueyu.

"What did you say?"

Hua Yueyu actually heard it clearly, but the consequences were beyond her imagination.

"Human oil, light sky lanterns, haven't you heard of it?"

Jiang Hong covered his mouth with his hand and lowered his voice: "If you can't get through this, you'll have to use human oil!"

Apart from this, Jiang Hong couldn't think of anywhere else to get lamp oil.

Jin Yingzhen, the old aunt, and little Sister Li all turned pale just thinking about that horrific scene.

"You...you are just guessing. What if one person's oil doesn't work?"

Hua Yueyu retorted.

"If it doesn't work, think of other options. This damn thing keeps getting bigger. We don't have much time!"

Jiang Hong did not hesitate to kill people in order to survive. He looked at Lin Baici: "What are you doing?"

"Don't do it!"

Lin Baici refused directly.

If he kills people to get oil, he will live in a psychological shadow for the rest of his life.

"Well, if my method works, don't beg me later!"

Jiang Hong was decisive in killing and immediately gathered a group of men.

You have to be strong and able to fight.

"This guy is a scumbag."

Hua Yueyu felt that Jiang Hong was too inhumane.

Lin Baici did not give up, he was observing the oil lamp.

The patterns on this are beautiful.

[A bronze oil lamp, no matter how beautifully made, is inedible, so what is the use of it? 】

Lin Baici was almost angry to death by what the God said. Eat, eat, eat. You just know how to eat, so why can't you say something important?

[The cold night is bleak, everything is quiet, the lamps are added with blood, and the light of the Buddha is always bright. It is a special flavor to have a vegetarian meal in this environment! 】

The god's emotion moved Lin Baici's heart.

"Tian Xue Lan Deng?"

Lin Baici captured a key word.

Could it be that this oil lamp is not made of lamp oil but of blood?

Thinking of this, Lin Baici pulled out the hatchet stuck on his lower back, cut his finger, and began to bleed into the oil lamp.

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

The bright red blood dripped into the bronze lamp, causing ripples.

"What are you doing?"

Hua Yueyu didn't understand.

In addition to her, Little Sister Li, Jin Yingzhen, Aunt Xu Xiu, Sima Mu, Zhang Ju and her daughter, there were about fifty people following Lin Baici.

No one noticed that when Lin Baici was adding blood to the lamp, the dark Buddha on the altar, who had his eyes closed and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Baici.

"Uncle, lend me a lighter!"

Lin Baici saw the blood filling the bottom of the lamp, and was about to stop when another voice sounded in his mind.

[Once filled, it can be burned for three years. 】

What does it mean?

Lin Baici frowned.

He actually didn't want to bleed any more. This lotus bud lamp was not big, but to fill it up, it would probably take 200cc of blood.

But if you don’t fill it up, what if the lights don’t hold up and that ghost thing disappears...

Lin Baici turned his head and looked at the dozens of corpses that had been chewed in a mess by the lying Buddha infants, and suddenly gritted his teeth.

Be steady!

Isn't it just blood? When you get out, find a chicken to replenish it.

"Brother Lin, what are you..."

Sima Mu wanted to say, if you discover anything, don't do it yourself. Try it with cannon fodder first. Otherwise, what will everyone do if you die?

Lin Baici took the lighter and lit the wick.

call!

A lamp is like a bean, small and pitiful, but its light is heart-warming.

Lin Baici suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

"It's getting smaller! It's getting smaller!"

The old aunt screamed happily.

"Jiang Hong, you can use blood instead of lamp oil!"

Lin Baici shouted, if he didn't tell Jiang Hong, this guy would kill people and use their oil as lamp oil.

Wow!

Tourists gathered around.

"Really?"

Jiang Hong squeezed through the crowd and came to Lin Baici.

He has convinced eight people.

"look by youself!"

Lin Baici held an oil lamp in one hand and a pine torch in the other. Unlike the panicked people, his face was full of calmness.

The wick of the lamp was burning, and the lying Buddha baby on Lin Baici's body had completely shrunk behind him, not wanting to be illuminated by any light.

Even so, its body is gradually getting smaller and smaller.

"It seems to be really useful!"

Behind Jiang Hong, a young man with a hooked nose spat out thick phlegm: "Do I have to use my own blood?"

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.

"You saw just now that each person can only hold one oil lamp. What if someone else's blood is used and the lamp is stained and the wick cannot be lit?"

Lin Baici asked back.

When Jin Yingzhen heard Lin Baici's answer, he secretly praised his wit.

This aquiline nose looked like a ruthless person at first glance, the kind who would not listen to advice. If Lin Baici wanted to persuade him not to hurt others, it would definitely be difficult, but after saying this, he was put off.

After all, no one dares to gamble with their own lives.

In addition to Jiang Hong, who had a hooked nose, some people also thought about using other people's blood as lamp oil, but Lin Baici's rhetorical question made them give up the idea.

It can be said that Lin Baici's words saved many people.

"Forget it, just be safe!"

The hooked nose took out a switchblade, opened it with a snap, and bled his finger.

“It’s best to fill up the lamps at once!”

Lin Baici reminded loudly.

"Does it have to be full? It hurts!"

Hua Yueyu's eyes were filled with tears.

"Don't you do it once a month? Are you still not used to it?"

Sima Mu teased.

Because of the pressure of death caused by the lying Buddha baby on the shoulders, everyone moved quickly and even fought over lighters and knives.

After some fuss, everyone added blood and lit the oil lamp.

"Help me see, has this damn thing on my back gotten smaller?"

"It works! This method works!"

"Young man, you are so awesome!"

"What are you calling a young man? It's not polite to call him a pretty boy!"

Seeing the baby Buddha lying on his shoulders getting smaller and surviving, the tourists felt a little more relaxed.

Lin Baici didn't care about these comments. He just wanted to find the divine skeleton quickly, destroy it and let the ruins collapse.

Otherwise, if this continues, a few lives will not be enough to lose.

"It seems there won't be any more problems!"

As soon as Sima Mu finished speaking, he heard a girl scream in surprise.

"Why does my blood burn so fast?"