Along the snake-like mountain road, a group of people walked slowly, they were the villagers of Qingling Village.
Li Wudi, carrying a large bamboo pole on his back and a rusty sickle in his hand, walked silently at the end of the group of people.
Looking into the distance, he saw that the sun was three high and it was still early for night to fall. This had to make Li Wudi feel more at ease.
"We should be able to get back before the sun sets."
Li Wudi calmed down and said in the only voice he could hear.
Through the interlaced figures of the villagers in front of him, Li Wudi glanced at the limping figure of Village Chief Li. He thought of the previous scene again. He was really frightened. He was ready to fight to the death. .
Fortunately, he kept his composure and did not show any signs of weakness, because an idea flashed through his mind at that time.
Sacrifice.
Only sacrifices will be made.
At this time, the villagers in front stopped.
It's time to eat.
Under the leadership of Village Chief Li, everyone formed a circle in a slightly flat place.
There were dozens of people, which could be regarded as all the families in Qingling Village. Li Wudi found an extremely inconspicuous place to sit down without changing his expression.
On the left and right sides, there were two men. Li Wudi directly ignored the faces of the two men that he had seen for more than ten years, and glanced at the key items.
Well, with a wine gourd around his waist, he is the old drunkard Uncle Wen.
As for the right side, his eyes were narrowed. He was deeply impressed by this person. It was this person who made him suffer a lot in vain in the cellar.
Erhazi, who loves to play hahazi, picks his nose, and has a dull look on his face, is a complete fool.
Li Wudi would not be fooled by this person's appearance. He knew that this person was smarter than everyone else at night, and his heart was extremely vicious.
My previous hamstrings were broken one by one by him.
Although I don’t know why, after waking up during the day, it returns to its original state.
This extremely weird thing deepened Li Wudi's doubts about the world. Is this all a dream? It's still an illusion, or he's already dead. It's all the imagination of his own soul, and there's no such thing as time travel.
Li Wudi didn't know, but he firmly believed in the fact that he was still alive.
Even though we live in a strange and strange world.
"[Dried meat] Brother, it's your turn to eat."
Erhazi's honest voice came. It was a large palm leaf with a lump of black sticky stuff inside.
Li Wudi was already used to Erhazi calling him "dried meat".
He had doubts before, and when he asked, Erhazi answered like this.
"Because...because [dried meat] brother, you are very thin, but the meat on your body is very strong, just like lean meat."
Li Wudi handed it over with a smile on his face, but in his heart...
Damn it, it's such a disgusting thing again. Li Wudi still doesn't know what this black goo is made of.
People in the village call this kind of thing holy meat?
There is no doubt that it is food, but maybe out of intuition, Li Wudi doesn't eat too much every time, just one or two symbolic bites.
This habit has been maintained since he saw this black and sticky substance.
Li Wudi remained calm on the surface. As he said good things, he stretched out his hand to dig out a small piece of "holy meat" and immediately stuffed it into his mouth.
There was a "gurgling" sound in his throat, and he swallowed quickly, otherwise Li Wudi was really afraid that he would not be able to eat it.
If you look closely, you will find that Li Wudi also deliberately avoided the part that was stained with Erhazi.
It looked so disgusting and he had been eating it for so many years, but if he were to taste something as disgusting as this black sticky substance again, he was really afraid that he would vomit on the spot.
"[Dried meat] Brother, do you eat so little? You won't grow up like this."
On the side, Erhazi was smiling silly at him, drooling on the ground. A chill rose up Li Wudi's back, and it went up.
Moreover, Li Wudi didn't know why, he felt that at this moment, dozens of eyes were looking at him.
When he raised his head and looked left and right at the villagers surrounding him, this feeling disappeared again.
Li Wudi was born with sensitive five senses, just like the terrifying and shuddering whispers he could hear every night.
After eating, everyone started to go up the mountain again. This time, Li Wudi, who wanted to be at the end again, was caught in the middle by the villagers, intentionally or unintentionally.
Looking ahead at the depths of the mountain forest shrouded in dense vegetation, it was obviously approaching noon, but as we walked further and further into the mountain, a sense of coldness and uneasiness could not stop rising in my heart like boiling water.
After walking for a while, the terrain became more and more rugged. Even Li Wudi, who often walked on mountain roads and had gained strength, was gasping for air.
"Guys, we're here."
Village Chief Li’s everlasting voice sounded from the front.
Li Wudi followed the villagers forward.
Push aside the bushes that block your eyes.
In front of you is a huge stone wall, a hundred meters high. The stone wall is in a "concave" shape, as if the stones inside have been hollowed out. Below, there is a stone table covered with moss, on which a bronze altar and sacrifices are placed. There is a cauldron placed on the altar for sacrifices.
There are more than a dozen broken mossy stone steps below the altar. Going down, there are several stone statues, which are also damaged, and their original appearance cannot be seen at all.
Surrounded by hillocks one after another, the hillocks were covered with weeds half as tall as a man, with many white flags stuck in them, and white paper everywhere.
Li Wudi froze on the spot, his mouth slightly open, only the sickle in his right hand, which he held tightly.
This, you told me this is a place for sacrifices, it’s obviously a cemetery! !
How long has it been, only five years?
Five years ago this was a swamp, and now it’s a cemetery?
Looking at this posture, things are done in a big way, so why don't I know about it at all?
Tell me, so many people have died in the past five years. Where did these people come from? ! !
God, don't lie to me. I've been here before. It wasn't like this last time.
Just when Li Wudi looked like he was about to cry, his peripheral vision glanced upward inadvertently.
It's not the bronze altar above the stone steps, but the stone wall behind the altar.
Li Wudi pointed at the stone wall with a trembling hand, and said as if he saw a ghost: "Then... what is that?"
In his frightened eyes, there was a huge stone Buddha in the "recessed" stone wall!
The stone Buddha seems to be smiling and crying, with his left hand standing on his chest, covered with cassock, and sitting on a base made of stone lotus. He is obviously a Buddha, but it gives people an eerie and ominous feeling of fear!
Especially those lifelike and captivating stone eyes, which seem to be pulling people into the abyss of another world.
Extremely evil.
"Wudi, did you see it?!"
At this time, an extremely excited and relieved voice came from not far away.
Li Wudi knew that the only person whose voice had that sense of vicissitudes of life was Village Chief Li.
While he was still wondering why the elderly Village Chief Li, who was lame in one leg, was still so full of energy and didn't feel the slightest bit tired during this mountain road trip.
A more urgent voice came again, this time it was Niu Dazhuang's mouth, and before he knew it, a person had already arrived in front of him. The speed was so fast that he was extremely surprised.
"Wudi, tell me quickly, did you see something... What did you see? Tell me about it."
Li Wudi, who was only thirteen years old, was shaken by Niu Dazhuang. The pain coming from his shoulders made Li Wudi grimace in pain.
This was nothing. What was even more frightening was the wolf-like gazes of the dozens of people around him, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
It was this that made Li Wudi feel a sense of despair from the depths of his heart.
Why is this world so ridiculous? !
Run! Run! !
If you don't run, you will die!
will die! !
These thoughts exploded in Li Wudi's mind, filling every corner of his body with madness.
"ah!!!"
Li Wudi's eyes were red. The sickle he held tightly in his right hand was so hard that even the wooden handle of the handle was cracked and veins popped out. He swung it down suddenly.
At this moment, dazzling blood splattered.
Niu Dazhuang's right wrist, including the flesh and bones, was cut off in half. The huge pain made Niu Er scream heartbreakingly.
"Ahhh!!"
"It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death."
A stream of cold blood rushed onto Li Wudi's face.
Normally, Li Wudi would definitely think about why blood is cold instead of hot.
But now, Li Wudi couldn't think, let alone react. He only had one thought now, and that was...
run!
run! !
Get out of here! !
Niu Dazhuang had already let go of Li Wudi because of the pain, and held the broken part of his right wrist tightly with his left hand.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Wudi rolled and crawled, bowed his waist, and rushed forward.
All this happened in just a few seconds. The villagers in the surrounding Qingling Village seemed to be shocked by this scene and stood there, stunned for a few seconds.
It seems that they did not expect that the boy who had been tortured by them for so many years would dare to resist! ! ?
Li Wudi seized these precious seconds and ran desperately to the other side.
He knew that he didn't have much time left and he would be caught sooner or later.
"Li! Wu!! Di!! I want to eat you, I want to eat you!! It hurts... it really hurts!"
From behind, there were waves of hysterical screams, but the screams were trying their best to restrain their emotions, as if they were suppressing something.
It's like a demon is about to come to the world, but has to retreat abruptly.
Li Wudi's ears twitched slightly, and he felt a large group of people chasing behind him. At least ten of them were faster than himself, and one of them was even faster!
Li Wudi didn't know who it was, but if he could turn around and look, he would be shocked, because the person taking the lead was the lame, old Village Chief Li!
But Village Chief Li didn't look good. It seemed that there was a price to pay for maintaining this speed.
At this time, a fork appeared in front of us. The mountain road on the left went up the mountain, and the winding path on the right went down the mountain.
Going up the mountain will slow you down, but going down the mountain seems to have a glimmer of hope.
When Li Wudi felt that the person behind him was no more than thirty meters away from him, he became cruel.
"Damn it, I can't believe I've already died once and will die again!"
After saying that, Li Wudi, who was wearing straw sandals, exerted force on his feet, jumped forward with his whole body, and threw the sickle backwards with his right hand. Although he didn't know if it was useful, there was no other way.
It was a straight downhill slope, and further down was a ravine.
Li Wudi rolled his body crazily, hit a rock, fainted, and fell into the ravine.
I don’t know life or death.
