Blood Soul Magic Carpet Tianyin Curse

The sky in Fufen Village is like an upside down pot. Thunderstorms come randomly every month, and only those who eat the holy dates survive. Young Wang Xiaocong holds an old blanket left by his brother and walks into the "Road of Holy Selection" held every four years - it is the only false exit from the prison in Fufeng Village for thousands of years. In the formation, the body-tempered strange bird turned into a tadpole and penetrated into the bone marrow. The memories of the companions were tampered with one by one: the son of a herbalist thought he was a genius in cultivating immortals, the son of a butcher was addicted to the fantasy of making flutes, and the crazy internal fighting was more tragic than a thunderstorm. Only Wang Xiaocong recognized him clearly - he came to see his brother. But he soon discovered that the road to the Holy Selection was the funnel of the Formation Immortal, and all memories would be screened out as nourishment. Sun Erzao, who hates him to the core, has long been transformed into a walking hound by the Immortal, and has been dormant for four years just to take away the blanket in his arms - the "magic carpet" left by his brother that can absorb human essence and blood. When Sun Erzao's fist smashed him into the bloody mud, and when Ahua (the sow with human nature) risked her life to pierce the enemy's chest, Mao Blan finally woke up and led them to tear apart the formation. What the survivors brought back was not only nine new graves, but also an even more horrifying secret: the holy dates were poisonous and made people forget their relatives after eating them; besides the holy selection, there was also the Xuanhun Ancestral Land - that was the true root of Fufen Village and the answer to why his brother had disappeared for four years. Why is the blanket so bloodthirsty? What did my brother find in the ancestral land? When the whole village decided to open the door to the ancestral land, the Tianyin mantra that Wang Xiaocong heard while unconscious was slowly emerging under his skin... A volume of blood and tears in a deserted village, a road to death in search of relatives. What you thought was a desperate situation was just the beginning.