Celestial masters don't count

Mao Jiu and Lu Liubing divided into two groups, and he went to the room on the first floor by himself.

The lobby on the first floor was empty, no one was there.People come and go outside on the first floor, separated by a curtain, the outside is lively, but the inside is very deserted.

Mao Jiu stood by the door, raised a corner of the curtain to look outside, and there were people busy working outside.It seems that it has been busy since the night fell, and there is no rest.

Looking up, from the seventh floor to the third floor, there are stewards wandering around on each floor, and the surveillance above is below, so that no one dares to be lazy.

Mao Jiu suddenly saw Qi Zhu, who was carrying firewood, sweating profusely.After a while, a steward walked over, gave him two steamed buns, and said something.

Qi Zhu took the steamed bun and smiled.Then he left under the envious eyes of others, and went back to one of the rooms.

Should be able to rest.

Mao Jiu wanted to ask Qizhu for a question, so he had to go to his room.But there are people out there.

He suddenly thought that in the evening, both the shopkeeper and Qi Zhu would go in and out through the door behind the counter, and maybe they could go in and out of the room on the first floor through that door.

Even if you can't, maybe you can see something from inside.

Thinking and doing it, Mao Jiu raised the curtain of the door behind the counter and went in.It was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything clearly.

Quiet and loud.

It was very quiet inside because there was no one there.But all those busy voices poured in, making it seem noisy.

Mao Jiu opened the fire talisman, illuminating the scene inside.

Inside the door is a kitchen.It is similar to the kitchen in ancient times, four or five stoves are put together.There is a large pot hanging on the wall, which is very clean.

The cooking utensils are neatly arranged and very clean.There is a switch on the side near the door, and when Mao Jiu presses it, the light will turn on.

The orange light illuminates the kitchen like a fire, which finally makes Mao Jiu feel that he is still in the modern society.

Because after entering the inn, there are almost no modern elements. The most important lighting tools are candles and lanterns. The carnival lobby on the seventh floor is full of red candles.

Mao Jiu frowned while walking.Look around.

He originally thought that this kitchen was just for display, after all, the dishes of Carnival were not made from here.However, it was found that the kitchen was in use. Although it was cleaned very well, it could indeed be seen that there were traces of use.

And it is used very frequently.

The fresh vegetables selected in the frame, the meat hanging in the air to dry... All kinds of signs indicate that the kitchen is often used.But the time when the kitchen is used and the time when the inn is carnival should not be together.

There were people in the kitchen in the evening, that is to say, someone was using it at that time.That time happened to belong to the normal work and rest, and I would make a bold guess that this kitchen is specially used for people with normal work and rest.

Who belong to normal work and rest?

Here, day and night are the norm.If you work and rest normally, it is not normal.

Mao Jiu continued to walk in, and stood in front of a Buddhist altar.

The decoration of the Buddhist altar is gorgeous and mysterious, with colorful flying Buddhas painted on it.Some silk ribbons were hung, and two candles were lit.The one enshrined in the middle is not a Buddha.

It is a strange creature that has never been seen before.

It has an eagle face and a snake body. The tail of the snake is forked, and many tails are separated, which are intertwined like tentacles.Rolling arms and shields, like a Patronus.

Although it is a very strange creature, it is full of murderous intent.But holding a shield, the eagle face is brave, resolute and strong, weakening the killing spirit and highlighting the upright momentum.

This is probably the patron saint they enshrine.

The ethnic groups in the Himalayas have their own beliefs and worships. Some ethnic groups worship Buddha, and some are various strange patron saints.

In front of him is probably the patron saint worshiped by the villagers.

After standing still for a while, Mao Jiu made a sudden move, went forward and grabbed the statue and broke it hard, and then heard a rattling sound coming from behind the altar.

He walked around behind the altar and saw a door that only one person could pass through.Walking in, it is a corridor.

Those mixed and lively voices poured over the sky and covered the sky, passing by like water flowing in my ears.

Mao Jiu dodged and hid, and a group of people happened to pass by where she was standing just now.

He didn't come out until the people left, and headed for the place where the noise was the loudest.

The noisiest places are the kitchen and the water supply room. The water supply room has a huge coal stove, and the people inside are shoveling coal to boil water in an orderly manner.

When passing by the kitchen, he stopped to take a look. The kitchen is very large and has different partitions.At least it is impossible to read it at a glance.The kitchen section of the roasted suckling pig is not far from the door, it seems that because it is very popular, people come in and leave with roasted golden suckling pigs from time to time.

Mao Jiu glanced at it and turned to leave. After turning around for a moment, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Where did suckling pigs come from?

On the top of the snow mountain, the temperature is below zero degrees Celsius.Although people in the village can rely on heating to keep them warm and not freeze to death, what about other creatures?How could it be possible to survive?

All the food they eat is freshly slaughtered.Where do they get these fresh ingredients?

Mao Jiu took a step back and looked inside.Suddenly his pupils constricted, and his eyes were firmly fixed on a wall.There is skin hanging on the wall, it is human skin.The limbs were pulled apart and nailed to the wall, and it was easy to see that it was human skin.

There was a tattoo on one piece of human skin, the tattoo was a bit faded, as if it had been forcibly removed in some way.

The wall hung with human skin is close to the stove of the roast suckling pig, the blazing fire flickers and jumps, and the roast suckling pig inserted on the iron fork rotates from time to time.It gives the illusion that it is a human being being roasted alive.

Someone was coming, and the footsteps were hurried.

Mao Jiu dodged to leave, feeling a little anxious.

He wanted to know the secret of this place quickly, the more he observed, the more dangerous and unpredictable it became.He was afraid that something would happen to Master if he was delayed for a second.

Those celestial masters will also have accidents. Although it is not clear whether the missing celestial masters are in the village, what if they are?

Are they still alive?

If the celestial masters are really trapped in the village, there are so many powerful master-level celestial masters, including Mao Lao.If they are all fallen, it means that the village is more dangerous than they can imagine.

According to the direction Qi Zhu was walking, Mao Jiu soon arrived at a quiet corridor with rooms on both sides of the corridor.

There is no one coming and going here, because everyone is busy.But there is no guarantee that someone like Qizhu will be allowed to come back and rest.

Mao Jiu was a little worried, he didn't know which room Qi Zhu was in.It is also impossible to ask rashly, although as a guest, you will not be rejected.But his actions invite wariness and suspicion.

Before the truth can be investigated, it is not good to startle the snake.

While thinking, a door opened.Looking up, it was Qizhu.

Qi Zhu was stunned for a moment when he saw Mao Jiu, and then said respectfully: "Guest, what do you want?"

Mao Jiu: "I'm lost."

Lost from the seventh floor to the first floor?Qi Zhu was skeptical but knew that he was not qualified to ask, so he said, "I'll take you up there, guest."

"No. I'll go in and sit for a while."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qi Zhu to refuse, he squeezed into his room as if afraid of his repentance.

Qi Zhu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and closed the door, facing Mao Jiu's calm and scrutinizing eyes.

"Guest, what else do you want?"

Mao Jiu said, "Tell me. Tell me everything you know about the secrets of Bliss Village, the so-called class."

Qi Zhu smiled: "I don't quite understand what you mean, guest."

Mao Jiu: "You understand, isn't it exactly what you want to tell me? You are telling us whether you are hinting or expressing. This village has secrets. You know the secrets, so come and ask if you want to know."

Qi Zhu gradually suppressed his smile, and stared at Mao Jiu with a cold face.He said stiffly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Mao Jiu: "Don't worry, I can assure you that no one is following me. I won't say anything, I can tell you my purpose. You should always trust me, don't be so cautious."

After a long time, Qi Zhu said in a low voice: "If you are not careful, you will die long ago."

"Ok?"

Qi Zhu looked up: "I said, how did you see my hint?"

Mao Jiu: "What you did is a bit obvious."

Actually not some, it is very obvious.

From the very first moment I saw them put on a bad face, such a bad attitude.Knowing that there is a strict hierarchy in the village, they are equivalent to guests when they appear in the inn, and they can even kill him if they are not happy.

But he still chose to anger them, and was beaten up later.He took them back to the room and deliberately let them see the wound on his face - they didn't know the strict rules in the village at the time, so according to common sense, Qi Zhu's bad temper should be able to show that he is a young man with strong self-esteem.He wouldn't let others see his wounds easily. If he didn't want to, Mao Jiu and Lu Liu wouldn't be able to see the wounds on his face.

If the above can't explain that it was intentional to attract their attention, then it is very obvious to pour cold water in the lobby on the seventh floor.

It is simply saying that the village has problems and secrets.I know everything, if you want to know, come to me, come to me quickly.

So Mao Jiu and Lu Liu's goal was very obvious, and they came directly to find Qi Zhu.

Otherwise, in this strange and treacherous village, how could they foolishly ask the villagers about the secrets of the village and then expose themselves after only one day?

But Qizhu's approach is also very risky. If the people who come here indulge in enjoyment or are narrow-minded, he may die directly.

Qi Zhu shrugged and pretended to be nonchalant: "I don't want to live for a long time. It would be fine if I could be killed directly, but it would be the most disgusting if it was treated as food."

Mao Jiu looked deeply at Qi Zhu, Qi Zhu didn't look like an adult, only fifteen or sixteen years old.Very thin, with a tired face.There is a dim light in the eyes, even if it is very dim and almost extinguished, there is still light.

As he walked all the way, the eyes of everyone he saw had lost their light.Abandon yourself, give up life, muddle through.

Qi Zhu is just a teenager, at this age most people have quarreled with their families, and he is spoiled to be confident and self-willed.But he has to face never-ending despair, and he doesn't know how many times his hopes have been shattered before the light in his eyes becomes so dim.If hope is shattered again this time, will I exile myself in despair in the future?

Thinking of this, Mao Jiu's heart softened.

He said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Qi Zhu pretended not to care, his eyes sparkled slightly.