Lost City [Unlimited]

Feng Youyou: "Then, shall we start with the first question?"

Players: "OK."

Whether Liang Ze is 'alive' or 'dead' is a matter of opinion. After all, there is no clue to point out Liang Ze's current state.

Players can only start with his appearance and state, and draw various conclusions, and his tone is full of uncertain hesitation.

"When the village chief took us to him, he didn't say it was a ghost marriage, and his attitude towards him was normal. He didn't have the fear of the living for the dead, but he was very respectful." Jiang Huasha tried to look at him from another angle. Cut in, "It's impossible for a village to be full of 'ghosts', right? If not, then Liang Ze should still be alive."

She paused, and added: "At least in the eyes of the villagers, he is still alive."

This question has been discussed for a long time, but in the end it is still impossible to answer it clearly with 'whether'.

Time is limited, it is impossible for them to waste time on this issue, Feng Youyou said: "In this case, let's prepare two plans. The first plan is for 'life', and the second plan is for 'death'."

After another round of discussion, in the end, the few players obeyed the majority and decided on two plans.

Feng Youyou: "Okay, hurry up and move on to the next question."

Ge Fangzhong was the first to speak: "This question is easy, and I figured it out myself later. I think this question is related to the ninth question."

"The villagers of Liangjia Village believe in mountain gods, and they obtained protection from the gods by enshrining the mountain gods, so that they can enter and exit safely when they cannot enter the mountains under normal circumstances."

"Liang Ze said that there is a price to be paid for accepting the favor with a mortal body, and the village chief said the price was 'pious belief' and 'sacrifice'. His expression at that time was very strange, and it was tricky at first glance, and then combined' Live as long as you can', I'm sure he meant 'human sacrifice' by 'sacrifice'."

Human sacrifice, in ancient ignorance, killing living people as a sacrifice was extremely bloody and cruel.

"He didn't say 'want to live' but 'able to live'," Ge Fangzhong's voice was a little tense. "When a person dies, he naturally cannot live."

At that time, if the bones still remain, they will probably be thrown into a pit somewhere in the mountains, covered by black and green branches, and then rot in the passage of time.

Tao Le took a heavy breath, as if trying to calm some sudden and inappropriate emotions.She said: "Then we are the sacrifices thrown by the game and have not escaped."

The other players all acquiesced to this point of view, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became a little depressing.

After contemplating for a while, or perhaps just sorting out her mood, Feng Youyou went on with the process: "The third question, 'Mr.'."

"The village chief called Liang Ze 'Mr. Liang Ze'. Liang Sanbao reacted strongly to this address and called himself 'I can't afford it'. consensus."

"I reasonably suspect that here, 'Sir' is the exclusive honorific title for Liang Ze. Liang Ze's status is definitely not simple."

This brings up the eighth question.

But for the time being, no one can give an answer to this. It is just a reasonable guess that Liang Ze may have a close relationship with the 'god', such as a priest, and that's why he has the highest respect among all the villagers in this place where faith is maintained. status.

So quickly move on to the fourth question.

Hu Ling: "I don't know if you have noticed, but there are very few children in this village."

When I first entered the village, it was time for dinner. If there were no special circumstances, all the villagers were at home. At that time, most of the people who surrounded me were adults. how weak.

It's as if they are immature only in appearance, but the beating heart in their chest is no longer young.

Hu Ling told others what he felt in his heart, and they all said that it was most likely related to 'longevity'.

"Speaking of longevity, this is related to the seventh and ninth issues." Feng Guanqing rarely expressed his opinion.

He looked straight at Hu Ling, but Hu Ling only stared at him briefly when he was speaking.

It's just a courtesy to the listener.

It was unusual, as if the two had never met each other.

Feng Guanqing clenched his hands and lowered his eyes.

"It's also related to the tenth question." Hu Molin said suddenly.

Other players: Tenth question?

What is the tenth question?Oh, and the death of both Liang Sanbao and Hongyu's parents.This has something to do with longevity...

Feng Youyou paused in her thoughts, and straightened out the logic in a flash of inspiration.

Both Liang Sanbao and Hongyu's parents are dead, but they still look very young.

The possibility of all accidents is very small, and Hongyu didn't have any emotions of resentment when he mentioned it, so the four should have died naturally.

The four elders have passed away, but their children are still young.

why?

Because of longevity...

The villagers of Liangjia Village prayed to the gods for gifts with their beliefs and living beings, and the gods gave them stronger bodies and "longevity".

But the cost is much more than that.

Watching loved ones die, it is difficult to conceive offspring.

It was as if their one more day of survival was a distorted and pathological continuation after sucking the lives of creatures.

Feng Youyou expressed her conjecture, and added: "This is definitely not a one-off deal. The villagers should regularly use living people to make offerings, in order to retain the gift of the gods."

"That's why our string of characters are here."

They appear here as an integral part of the dungeon.

"Five and six are left," Feng Youyou said, "Actually, I have some ideas about six, which should also be related to the gods."

"Liang Sanbao made a wish to the god, and the god fulfilled his wish, making Hongyu fall in love with him."

"It wasn't just Hongyu's parents who didn't agree at the beginning, maybe Hongyu herself was also unwilling. But after having 'love', everything will fall into place."

Jiang Huasha frowned, "Isn't this persecution?"

She looked very disgusted with Liang Sanbao's behavior.

Tao Le stroked her back, without words to comfort her.

Feng Youyou: "It's persecution, but it has nothing to do with us." Her expression was a little cold at the moment, "Don't do unnecessary things."

Jiang Huasha nodded without retorting: "Understood."

"There's only the fifth question left," Feng Youyou smiled after receiving a decisive answer, "We can go to bed soon."

"Sleeping is so comfortable, everyone, hurry up, wake up early and go to bed early."

She said it lightly, but in fact everyone knows that sometimes the dungeon night is not for rest.

There are unknown dangers lurking in the deep darkness, and they may jump out at any time to harvest the lives of players.

But no one broke.

They all seemed to be looking forward to a good night's sleep, hoping that tonight would be a good night's sleep.

Therefore, everyone actively participated in the discussion.

The final conclusions are: one is the "bloodline". NPC Li Shang once praised Liangjia Village for its well-preserved bloodline, which can even be called a "big family". The beautiful handwriting on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village seems to confirm the foundation of this village.

The second is 'restriction'. Not being able to marry outside may be the way to achieve 'longevity'.Because the subtext of the "number of people" that the village chief said before is obviously "to become a member of Liangjia Village", and once a woman surnamed Liang marries out, she is not considered a person of Liangjia Village.

So in order to live longer, they choose to 'not marry outside'.

Tao Le asked suspiciously: "Then what if they fall in love with someone outside and give up voluntarily?"

Jiang Huasha shook her head, "The other villagers will not agree. This is a secret, a secret that must not be revealed, and they will not give those women a chance to reveal the secret."

"And Hongyu made it very clear that it's 'can't'." Hu Ling said.

The smile in his eyes was very shallow, too shallow to appear inexplicably cold.

"Not only can't the secret be taken out, but it can't be taken out."

Jiang Huasha was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Hu Ling chuckled: "The gods are here, where can they go after they get 'longevity'?"

"..."

The players fell silent collectively.

They suddenly thought that these people did not know how long they had lived, and they had already grown into the mountain.

The mountains are here, so they can't go there.

So no matter how well the bloodline of the 'family' is preserved, even if there are amazing talents, it is only a 'Liang Family Village' in the end.

They got what they wanted, but they also trapped themselves and their loved ones in time.

Like a pool of stagnant water, it stinks already.

The players sighed for a moment before separating men and women into rooms and preparing to go back to their rooms to rest.

Luo Miao woke up and fell asleep during the discussion, Luo He has been taking care of her by the side, and didn't take much part in it. When parting, he entrusted his sister to several other female players.

Luo He: "Excuse me, everyone. If something happens tonight, I will take care of my sister."

Feng Youyou and the others received his sincerity, and expressed that they would take good care of him.

It was getting dark by this time, but it was not too late.

Everyone made an appointment to gather in the hall tomorrow morning, and the time is not too early. If there are no disturbances such as ghosts at night, they can sleep well.

There was a Datong shop in the room, and Yu Songyuan snatched up next to Hu Ling.

Hu Molin's rationality told him that today is very tired, and the days to come will not be easy. He couldn't disturb his brother's rest, so he put on a bad face and occupied the bed on the other side of Hu Ling.

Feng Guanqing watched coldly and did not participate.

Because the teacher comes from no name.

He simply nestled into the bed next to the wall, lying on his side, facing the wall, blind to the eyes.

What he didn't know was that Hu Ling's gaze swept over him lightly, like a gust of wind blowing in winter.

"Xiao Ling, go to sleep." Yu Songyuan put his hand into another quilt, held the young man's hand, and said in a low voice.

Hu Ling looked at him, put it close to his ear and said with a chuckle, "Good night~"

Yu Songyuan's eyes were gentle, and he replied, "Good night."

Hu Molin lay on his back with his hands on his abdomen.

His eyes were closed tightly, but there were bulging veins on his forehead.

After a while, the room was completely silent, only the sound of long or short breathing.