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After the village moved here, the holy relics were placed on the altar of the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was guarded by the high priest and a sacred barrier was set up. Anyone with "dirty" hearts could not get close to the holy relics. Therefore, they were responsible for cleaning the ancestral hall and offering sacrifices The sacred objects are all young and ignorant children under the age of ten.

On that day, along with the little boy who was in charge of cleaning that day, the holy object disappeared out of thin air.

No one saw the whereabouts of the boy, and no one saw any abnormalities in the ancestral hall. It was like every ordinary day, until someone came in to remind the boy to eat, and found that there was no one in the room. The door of the niche cage was wide open, leaving no trace of struggle.

Seeing this, Shen Lin asked, "Is there no trace of the sacred object after so many years?"

The village chief shook his head: "No."

He continued to watch.

They didn't dare to tell the villagers about this matter, they concealed it and searched for it secretly for a year. A year later, a change occurred here, the soil became barren, no crops could be grown, and the aura became thinner. The villagers entered A seemingly never-ending period of famine.

In the face of the catastrophe of extinction, some villagers proposed to hold a grand sacrifice for the holy objects, praying to the gods to bless them through the famine, the high priest who could no longer hide it finally revealed the truth, people transferred their sins to the high priest, and believed that It was he who blasphemed the gods and angered the gods, which led to the disaster in the village.

He was sacrificed, and as a sacrifice to ask the gods for forgiveness, he was stripped naked, put on a rack and thrown into the dense forest.

When the villagers entered the forest again, there was only a pile of bones on the ground, and even those bones were full of tooth marks, claw marks, and insect bites.

Soon after that, the mountain ghost appeared.

Shen Lin: "..."

Seeing this, Shen Lin's pupils trembled, and he asked, "Is the mountain ghost transformed by the high priest?"

The village chief shook his head again.

He didn't know, it was too long ago.

After the mountain ghost appeared, food grew in the forest. However, whenever a stone door in the forest shines, someone will be "pointed" away by the mountain ghost and become the food of the mountain ghost. Most of them are women and children with soft flesh. , Occasionally there will be some old people, the last choice is those men.

It wasn't until later that someone inherited the mountain ghost's dream and asked them to hold a gluttony ceremony to sacrifice themselves, so that the children, women and children in the village had a way out.It's just that, some people are bound to become victims of the "calm" appearance and die in the woods.

If the sacrifice is to sacrifice all the people, then maybe every once in a while there will be a group of people who "go to death generously". They comfort themselves that they are warriors who sacrificed for the village. Their death is great and glorious, and the villagers will remember their sacrifice. , so treat their families well.However, the rule is that the best in the sacrificial ceremony have a chance to survive the shadow of death-they didn't survive because they failed to seize this opportunity.

This complicates the sacrificial ceremony.

There are people who are abandoned as abandoned children, and there are people who step on the bones of fellow countrymen in their arms, and they are bound to take the ceremony and go home... The complexity and cruelty of the human heart are cooked over and over again in the rituals, and the smell is suffocating.

Shen Lin asked: "What do the villagers mean when they mentioned what happened back then? Did you try to kill the mountain ghost?"

"Yes..." The village chief sighed deeply, and said exhaustedly, "This kind of life is too painful, watching them separate, worrying that one day I will become that victim too, no one wants to die, every time Those who participated in the sacrificial ceremony were well thought out, but this still caused countless tragedies. Therefore, the villagers who could no longer bear it decided to kill ghosts. Nobody wants to suffer like this anymore. But we failed."

He raised his eyes to look at Shen Rin, hoping that Shen Rin could look directly at all the colors in his pupils. Sadness, fear and anger were extremely clear in the cloudy eyes.

"The mountain ghost sent down punishment and devoured all those who went to attack him. He even sent little ghosts to wander around the village. The village must have a curfew. Villagers who wander in the village at night will be captured and eaten by the mountain ghost. He gave There was a year of famine in the village, and in that year, no matter what we ate, we couldn’t get enough to eat, and we would always be hungry.”

"What did you do?" Shen Lin asked again.

"We secretly hid our weapons, pretended to fall to the ground during the sacrificial ceremony, and surrounded the mountain ghosts when they appeared, but—" He suddenly became the same as the old man before, his pupils constricted, but his eyes widened , the blood vessels were stretched on the eyeball that was about to protrude from the socket, the surface of the skin was tightened inch by inch, and the skin color became black and green and terrifying to the naked eye.

"Dream—that nightmare—" He screamed wildly, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes were red, he stood up suddenly, his body exploded with a potential far beyond his old age, he rushed to the side to open the cabinet, and opened the cupboard inside. All the food that has not been eaten is stuffed into the mouth.

"Hungry..." He made an abyss-like voice from his throat, and quickly swept away the food, "I'm so hungry..."

Huo Lian was frightened at the side, he didn't dare to approach rashly, he was afraid that the village chief would hurt him, and he was also afraid that he would accidentally hurt the village chief - the old man was too old, his bones were brittle, and they would break into several pieces if touched At the end of the day, he looked at Shen Lin for help: "Immortal!"

The village chief finished eating all the food, looked at them hungrily, and suddenly rushed towards Shen Rin like a madman. Yan Xiu stepped forward and stopped the village chief. He rolled up his long sleeves, exposed an arm, and let the village chief bite come up.

The bite was so hard that the old man's teeth were broken, but he still bit Yan Xiuyi's arm tightly, trying to tear off a mouthful of fresh flesh from it. Yan Xiuyi frowned slightly, and flexibly removed the old man's arm. jaw.

KP No. 3: "Throw damage, 1d3."

Yan Xiu threw the number 2.

Shen Lin had pulled the quilt over the old man a long time ago, and Yan Xiuyi used the impact of the soft quilt to relieve most of his strength to subdue the old man. Afterwards, Shen Lin took out an incense stick from his bag and lit it across the village chief's nose. He fell into a coma soon after inhaling the smoke for a long time.

Shen Lin glanced at the bleeding wound, and asked Yan Xiuyi: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yan Xiu took a look at the wound and put down his sleeves. Shen Lin held him and covered the wide sleeves hanging down with his arms. He frowned and looked at the wounds, and asked Huo Lian, "Is there any herbal medicine for you to use?" use."

Huo Lian was still in a daze, the matter was dealt with quickly by the two of them, and they had a good understanding of each other and could take care of each other. When Shen Lin called his name, Huo Lian realized that he hurriedly staggered to the cabinet to take out a Vial of hemostatic medicine.

"Without medical skills, this is useless." Yan Xiuyi said, "Only the lineage of the Goddess Sect..."

"That can't be left alone," Shen Lin felt relieved when he saw that the wound had no special effect. He sprinkled the wound with hemostatic powder and wrapped it in cotton cloth. He looked up at Yan Xiuyi, "Does it hurt?"

When Yan Xiu looked back at Shen Lin, few people would ask him if he was in pain, and most of them told him to endure it. He could wantonly expose his weakness in front of Shen Lin, even if this person was younger than him and looked the same immature.

He is my sun.

Yan Xiu laughed and shook his head.

Shen Lin was a little confused, but seeing that he was fine, he didn't care too much, so he turned to look at Huo Lian.

"What's going on?" Shen Lin asked coldly.

Huo Lian sat paralyzed on the edge of the bed. He grabbed a handful of hair dejectedly, made a decision while struggling, and raised his head and said to Shen Lin: "This is a taboo that cannot be touched in the village. Not many people remember the siege back then. , but everyone knows about the famine that year. I vaguely remember hearing someone mention it when I was a child. The siege wasn’t annihilated. Some people came back, but those people have been haunted by nightmares since then. They often I dreamed that I was tightly wrapped around my body by black tentacles, and a tongue covered in sticky saliva locked their throats and tightened them tightly."

Yan Xiuyi took a breath suddenly, and Shen Lin asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

No. 3 KP said: "Inspired."

两人分别投掷灵感检定，沈凛：65/55；晏修一60/73，平均取值64。

Shen Lin: "..."

Yan Xiu felt a pain from the wound on his arm bitten by the village chief, which almost grabbed all his attention, while Shen Lin seemed to be inspired by something, and a strange picture appeared in front of his eyes.

At this moment, as if his soul was out of its sheath, his spirituality was drawn to a height enough to overlook the entire village. Clusters of jumping fires appeared in front of his eyes. These fires may be strong or weak, but they are all in the black mist. Then go out one by one.

No. 3 KP: "One more piece of knowledge, only Shen Lin can pass this test, but still take the average of the throwing points of the two of you."

沈凛60/22，晏修一75/95，取平均值59。

Yan Xiuyi's almost failed number made Shen Lin endlessly memorable.

But fortunately, the mean value brushed against the edge line just passed, Shen Lin took advantage of this success, and saw clearly where he was in the gap between the beating of the firelight.

It was the woods where he witnessed the gluttonous sacrifice. The black mist from nowhere dyed the forest under the moonlight into darkness, and the world became broken and distorted. Those jumping black mist were like swimming tadpoles, Dragging its sharp and slender tail, it used its huge head to tear apart one hideous gap after another in the darkness of night.

KP: "Shen Rin lived inspiration alone."

Shen Lin: "..."

Experience tells him that san-check is necessary after this inspiration.

it's fine.

Shen Lin's inspiration check: 65/32, successful.

He could clearly see the direction in which the "tadpole"-shaped black mist was swimming. There seemed to be something obliquely inserted into the soil in the dense forest. Shen Lin was drifting spiritually, controlled by his consciousness, and approached there.

That thing was a stone statue, its face was corroded by wind and rain, and its arms and legs were missing. It was hard to tell what it was. It looked a bit like a toad squatting there, or an orangutan with its arms hanging down on the ground.

The inspiration was broken here, Shen Lin's consciousness was pulled back, and he couldn't help feeling dizzy for a while.

No. 3 KP said: "san-check, success 1, failure 1d3."

Shen Lin throws sanity check: 65/20, success, san value minus 1.

Shen Lin turned back and asked Huo Lian: "Alian, have you ever gone deep into that forest? It is the forest deeper where the sacrificial ceremony is held."

"I can't get in," Huo Lian shook his head, "there is thick fog all the year round, and once you go in, you will lose your way. The mountain ghost has nodules inside, and the thick fog will swallow everyone."

Afterwards, under the leadership of Huo Lian, Shen Lin went around the village and the woods. He looked in the direction of the stone statue, and all he saw was an endless thick fog.

He was about to try to go in and take a look, when at this moment, the sound of clappers came from all the way in the village.

Huo Lian's expression changed, and he hurriedly said: "The curfew time is coming, Immortal, let's go back to the village first."