The Qiu Qiu people were an ugly half-human half-alien race.
In the early ancient times, they were described as the cursed and forbidden Eastern Tibetans.
The Qiu Qiu people in the existing information were indeed not human.
They were short and hairless. They were a very strange subhuman.
According to the information from the Special Case Department.
The Qiuqiu people had lived in the ancient city of Arauza in the hinterland of the Zeng Plateau in Eastern Tibet for generations.
Based on the information available, the Qiu Qiu people looked like honest and harmless creatures on the outside, but their inner intelligence was not much different from that of humans. However, they were evil by nature.
No one knew their origin and history.
But what was certain was that they were born with indescribable malice towards humans.
They often had evil plans that humans could not imagine.
In the 19th century, a certain American missionary came to Eastern Tibet and came into contact with the Qiu Qiu people. He claimed that they were the "most disgusting, filthy, and obscene species of all mankind."
"They have lived in the mountains of the Zeng Zhi Plateau for countless centuries.”
"No matter what they do, they will never allow humans from the outside world to enter their secret domain.”
" They are a strange race, but due to their remote location, they have been circling the land for fun. No matter which dynasty the government is in, they have never done anything to them…"
"Until seventeen years ago, the Blood Sect incident exposed their vicious ambitions. It also proved that the Qiu Qiu people had a terrifying ability to make human blood disappear.”
There wasn't much information about Blood Sect.
There was even less information about the Qiu Qiu people.
Lin Que closed the file and crossed his hands to support his chin as he pondered for a long time.
"Boss, what are you thinking about?"
Lin Que pinched his chin.”
"What?"
"Were there any survivors of the previous Blood Sect incidents?”
"Uh, I don't think so…"
"Then why is there one this time?”
Mao Fang was stunned, and he suddenly quivered,""That Yang Zhi!"
"Yes, judging from the diary, Yang Zhi is obviously not jackals of the same tribe as the Blood Sect. According to the Blood Sect's ruthless style in the past, his body should have been found together with his mother.”
" Why did he mysteriously disappear…"
"This is not right."
Mao Fang pondered for a long time." Do you think that Yang Zhi is also a member of the Blood Sect and that the diary was just a means to confuse the police?" A smokescreen?"
"…That's possible, but not very likely.”
Yang Zhi.
He was a very ordinary male high school student.
His disappearance made Lin Que suspicious.
The evil cult that was active seventeen years ago, the Blood Sect, had completely disappeared.
Other than knowing that the mastermind was from the Qiu Qiu Tribe and had fled to Eastern Tibet, there were no other clues.
The Department of Mysteries had spent a lot of effort in the past seventeen years, but they could not find any information or traces of it.
Logically speaking, they should also lay low and do things in a low-key manner.
Why did it make a comeback seventeen years later?
Furthermore, he appeared in Jianghai City again?
"What is so special about Jianghai City?”
The more Lin Que thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
He had once again appeared in a high-profile manner and had to sacrifice many ordinary people every few days. He had undoubtedly angered the higher-ups of the Special Department and added unnecessary enemies to himself.
And he didn't hide it at all.
It would also attract the hatred from seventeen years ago.
What were they trying to do?
Was he just looking for trouble?
No!
Lin Que's intuition told him that the Blood Sect definitely had an important goal.
" Purpose..."
"Mao Fang, do you know why hundreds of people died in the blood sacrifice seventeen years ago?"”
Humans 'sacrifices to the gods were not free.
Humans definitely had some kind of demand when they offered sacrifices.
Whether it was practical benefits or psychological comfort.
It could be considered a harvest from worshipping the gods.
And the Blood Sect, which was led by the Qiu Qiu people, was even less likely to do so for psychological comfort.
Lin Que looked straight into Mao Fang's eyes.
As expected, he saw some evasion in the fatty's eyes.
"Hmm?"
Lin Que narrowed his eyes.
The strong spiritual pressure made Fatty panic. He quickly lowered his voice and said,"It's not that we're deliberately hiding it. It's just that it's a little embarrassing to tell others about what happened seventeen years ago.”
"What do you mean by embarrassing me?"
"It means that it will damage your image…"
Fatty stammered, not wanting to say anything.
However, under the pressure of the great grandmaster, he had no choice but to say it.
The reason why Blood Sect could grow so quickly seventeen years ago was related to the higher-ups.
At that time, the leader of the Blood Sect had deceived a certain big shot who was suffering from an incurable disease.
He said that a blood sacrifice could cure his incurable disease.
At that time, there were a few big shots who wanted to live forever. With the help of many forces, the joke-like Blood Sect was able to develop rapidly and grow in power.
"What happened after that?"
" Later on, someone risked his life to spread the truth about the Blood Temple's sacrifice, which alerted the Special Case headquarters in Yanjing. Then, a grand force came and everyone was punished.”
The truth behind this was indeed very embarrassing.
Lin Que scoffed coldly and quickly asked,""The truth of the sacrifice?"
"Yes, the informant risked his life to spread the news that the purpose of the sacrifice was not immortality at all, but…the birth of the Son of God! Evil God Descends!"
He had found a woman with a special bloodline and a special fate.
They were hypnotized and prayed in a special way, bathed in blood in an endless dirty and dark place, and conceived for 109 days in a special ritual.
Then, he would worship everything in the mother's body and give birth to the Saint Child.
Then, he would use the Son of Saint as a vessel to welcome the arrival of the God of the Blood Sect's faith. As for what the God was and whether he would really descend, no one knew.
"Fortunately, the ritual for the birth of the Saint Child failed.”
" It's useless even if they make a comeback. Without a large-scale faith and a large-scale blood sacrifice of living people, the God's Advent Ceremony can't be activated at all.”
"So, the higher-ups don't really care about the Blood Sect…"
Mao Fang swore that the ritual had failed.
However, Lin Que was keenly aware of a…coincidence that couldn't be considered a coincidence.
Speaking of which, Yang Zhi was seventeen years old this year, right?
It wasn't that Yang Zhi himself had a problem.
It was the number "17" that made him sensitive.
"Perhaps I made a connection for no reason."
"But if that hypothesis is true, then many things make sense.”
This setting was ridiculous and absurd.
Originally, he had already planned to throw away this idea.
However, after thinking about it, his intuition told him that this hypothesis was very important.
Lin Que returned home and finished reading the materials for the special class.
He thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called Miss Chu, who was probably still in the evening self-study hall.
It was a matter of great importance.
He already had a sense of urgency.
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Shen Ming.
The Qiuqiu people were a lower race in Cthulhu mythology and had nothing to do with the original gods.
Beng San is so good, why play Original God…
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