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Because they were not familiar with the mountain roads and did not have any reliable lighting tools, even though they discovered the abnormality on Changsheng Mountain, they could only regretfully give up the idea of ​​going to find out.

With the double fright of the female ghost and Shufen in the first half of the night, everyone couldn't sleep well in the second half of the night, not wanting to roll into Yan Sen's bed again and be ashamed, Jiang Ning wrapped the quilt tightly, almost wrapping herself into a flower Piyuanzi.

However, this half-asleep and half-awake state of light sleep did not last long. As soon as it was dawn, Comrade Shufen, who had washed up, woke up the five people in the side room with two pots of hot water. Because of the "blood draw at midnight" scene, Jiang Ning didn't hear any dog ​​barking that scared him this morning.

Including even the big rooster that was supposed to crow in the early morning, for some reason, there was no sound.

Washed hastily, and the few people who didn't have hunger settings carefully followed Shufen towards the Changsheng Mountain that had returned to normal, and noticed that there was a small white porcelain altar in the woman's hand, Jiang Ning couldn't help guessing It contained the black dog blood that the woman collected last night.

The village was very quiet, even Xu Zhigang, who was always the favorite to talk, kept his mouth shut. Walking at the end of the line, Jiang Ning found that all the people walking out of the house at this moment were women.

From girls who have just learned to walk, to women in their 50s and [-]s, it seems that all the women in Changsheng Village have left their homes collectively this morning except for the elderly with poor legs and feet.

However, the most weird thing is that Jiang Ning can't find even the slightest smile on the face of the most innocent and lovely child.

If it weren't for the normal complexion and shadows of these women, he would almost think that the scene in front of him was a dull version of the zombie siege.

"What do you think is going on with this situation?" Yan Sen and Jiang Ning, who seemed to be the most courageous, led the way one at a time, so the person closest to the young man at this moment was the nervous Xu Zhigang.

Although he was lucky enough to miss the female ghost pressing the bed last night, the current lifeless situation still makes Xu Zhigang, who is optimistic by nature, a little uncomfortable.

"Sacrificing things should always be more solemn." Seeing that Shufen was only leading the way without looking back, Jiang Ning lowered his volume, comforting the middle-aged uncle who was playing a horror game for the first time, half-truthfully.

"But I don't think they are very popular." Feeling that talking sideways was too troublesome, Xu Zhigang simply took a step behind and followed Jiang Ning, "Compared with offering sacrifices, I think they are more like going to the grave."

This metaphor is quite appropriate, Jiang Ning wanted to laugh a little, but was afraid of breaking some taboo, so he could only cough and hold back the laughter in his throat.

"Who goes to the grave with black dog blood?" Annie glanced coolly at the two muttering behind her, and snorted softly from her nose, "Why? Afraid that the ancestors would come out of the grave and beat up their unworthy descendants?"

The attitude is not friendly enough, but Jiang Ning only needs to think of the embarrassment of the other party who was frightened last night, and he can classify the other party as an "ignorant kid" in minutes, shrugging his shoulders, the young man is perfunctory and indifferent : "You are right."

Look at this disgusting weird temper, how can it be as good as his family's serious and reliable Yan Sen.

——Despite telling himself over and over again in his heart to be promising, Jiang Ning still subconsciously praised his male god in his heart.

Having a crush on this thing is really a tormenting and uncontrollable little goblin.

Without speaking again, the player team with the largest number of people in the uphill crowd returned to silence again, as if they were finally awakened from the chaos by the voices, and the strange women around them finally turned their attention to these outsiders.

But no one came up to talk to them. After seeing the white porcelain altar in the hands of the guide Shufen, everyone avoided looking away.

It seems that the Li family's voice in this village is really high.

Recalling old man Li's old and mean eyebrows, Jiang Ning also had to admit that the other party looked very dignified.

All the way without saying a word, several people followed Shufen obediently, and for a moment they seemed to have merged into the lifeless Changsheng Mountain. , they arrived at the suddenly bright platform on the mountainside.

Seeing that the "Mountain Temple" has a very simple appearance for some years, the disappeared men gathered here. Judging from the half-burned "wooden sticks" at their feet, those strange flames last night should have come from The handwriting of these people.

Originally at a disadvantage in terms of body, Xu Zhigang almost sat on the ground with his legs limp after he stopped.

People are more angry than others, except for Yan Sen, who is not blushing and not panting, a single Changsheng Mountain is enough to wipe out half of their five-member team.

If something unexpected happened here, they, a group of "city people" with average strength, would not be able to escape.

Reflexively planning the way out in his heart, Jiang Ning, who knows well the routines of horror games, dare not relax at such a time. Under the leadership of Comrade Shufen, Jiang Ning moved in small steps. To be sieved by the eyes of the men in every possible way.

"There's a woman." Yan Sen, who exchanged places with Xu Zhigang at some point, leaned close to the young man and said in a low voice, and indicated the direction he was speaking with his eyes.

Again and again, but not again and again, after getting used to the lethality of the man's voice, Jiang Ning's ears will no longer be red like at the beginning, and his expression will naturally look in the direction Yan Sen pointed out. Only then can the young man barely see clearly who is in the The "different" among a group of men.

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the thinly dressed woman was tied up with hemp rope, and was thrown at the feet of the men without dignity just like the sticks.

With a chill in his heart, Jiang Ning suddenly understood the sacrifices for this sacrifice.

A woman, a living woman.

After realizing this, there was a reasonable explanation for the strange behavior of the women in Changsheng Village just now. They unconsciously glanced at Ning Qin, and Jiang Ning found a sullen look on her face.

As if they had received some silent orders, following the feeble struggle of the "sacrifice" on the ground, the other women and children walked to their own men and their fathers, followed Shufen forward, and Jiang Ning finally saw the other party's face. Li Hui, a husband who has never shown his face.

Probably following his mother, Li Hui's brows were wide open, and his facial features could even show a trace of honesty. He looked up at Jiang Ning and the others, and then showed a friendly smile: "Look at this spirit. People from the city! It’s just that the village head has bad legs and feet, so he won’t go up the mountain today.”

Knowing that the village chief was the one who agreed to let them enter the village, Jiang Ning, who was unknowingly elected as a "temporary diplomat", also politely expressed his concern, even though he had never seen the village chief, but This does not prevent people from all over the world from saying the same thing.

"Is this the sacrifice my sister-in-law was talking about?" Pretending to look around curiously, Jiang Ning tried not to let any sympathy show in his eyes, "What happened to that woman?"

"She made a mistake."

Knocking on the pipe, the old man Li, who stood up straight and looked even thinner, looked at Jiang Ning: "It is a big mistake that cannot be forgiven, and it is enough to anger the mountain god."

"That's right." Nodding, Li Hui looked at the woman calmly as if looking at a domestic animal waiting to be slaughtered. "Only by dedicating her to the mountain god can the village be peaceful again."

Restoring calm, do you mean those Ah Piao who wander around at night?

Although he has played many horror games where feudal superstition harms human beings, Jiang Ning still clenched his fists uncomfortably after seeing the woman twitching like a small animal crying.

This game is too real, so real that he can't just think of it as a game.

What's more, even in those ordinary games that only have CG animations, Jiang Ning will always be so angry because of some unchangeable plots.

"Can you tell me about the sacrificial process in detail?" He stepped forward calmly and used his body to block the young man's small fists that might be exposed. Yan Sen casually pointed to Ning Qin who was carrying a pen and paper behind him, "Teacher, the sacrificial activities in Guicun It’s very interesting, so we want to record it in detail.”

"You'll know it just by looking at it." Interrupting what Li Hui wanted to explain, old man Li took Shufen who stayed silently aside, "Come with me."

"What sacrifices? They're breaking the law." Seeing that the Li family was surrounded by villagers, Annie gritted her teeth after making sure her words would not be heard by outsiders.

"In the 90s, a small village isolated from the rest of the world, what law do you think there is?" Calming down, Jiang Ning didn't know whether to warn Annie or himself, "In this village, the so-called authority is the law."

——Although I still don't know how the Li family got the right to speak in Changsheng Village, but judging from the known situation, it must have something to do with this "judgment of sinners" mountain god sacrifice.

Pursing her lips, Ning Qin, who was generally stable in character, suppressed her anger and said, "...then we just watch that woman die like this?"

"Yes," Jiang Ning narrowed his cat's eyes for some unknown reason, and his exquisite profile looked cruelly indifferent, "We can't save her."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ning, who seemed the softest, would say that. Ning Qin was taken aback, and her eyes changed involuntarily when she looked at the young man.

However, just when she was about to say something to refute the other party, the young man suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed forward in a funny way: "Sure enough, we are isolated."

isolation?

Walking forward quickly, Ning Qin, who couldn't believe it, quickly bumped into a "wall", probably because the producer of "Returning" was afraid that the players would interfere too much in the main plot, and at this time she was left in front of several people behind the villagers An invisible wall of air was erected.

"There is light below," facing Xu Zhigang's "how do you know" expression, Jiang Ning pointed to an inconspicuous bright line on the grass in a good-tempered manner, "It seems that the producer has no idea about the background setting of the plot." Give us the opportunity to choose."

"But……"

But this is too cruel.

Looking at the woman who was pushed and shoved by the villagers to lie on the altar, Jiang Ning silently completed the sentence Ning Qin hadn't said in her heart.

It's just that for some reason, he always felt that the woman was somewhat similar to Shufen.

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Shufen: Is it like that? Probably all beauties are the same [smiling softly]

Today's actor Yan didn't eat tofu, so he couldn't be happy.