When Mo Jing heard this, he frowned more and more. He asked in confusion: "Do children have to be sacrificed? Why don't humans take up arms to resist?"
The beggars were suddenly stunned, as if they were caught in some memory.
"We are no match for monsters. If we sacrifice those children, we can live longer. Anyway, monsters prefer to eat children." A beggar sighed.
But Mo Jing could tell that their attitude was a bit taken for granted, or that they were already numb to the matter.
If they want to survive, they sacrifice their children to the monsters.
In a way, they are extremely selfish.
After Mo Jing realized this, he fell into silence. His enthusiasm for these beggars suddenly dropped, and he no longer took the initiative to talk to them.
Mo Jing's expression suddenly condensed, and he was surprised, why hasn't Ayun come yet? Could she have been tripped up by something?
He stood up and tried to leave the area, but found that he couldn't.
He and Chu Mingming were both divided into this small area and could not leave.
"Hiss..." Chu Mingming gasped in pain. He was now limping with a bruised nose and swollen face, and there were now a lot of footprints on his originally tattered clothes.
Mo Jing glanced at him with a smile.
Seeing this, Chu thought he was laughing at himself. He was so angry that he was about to burst out. He rushed towards Mo Jing, wanting to beat him up, but Mo Jing quickly dodged it.
boom!
Chu Mingming fell to the ground and took a mouthful of mud. He shouted with itching teeth: "Ahhhhhhh!!!"
He has been forced to collapse by this broken illusion!
Go to Te Niang’s beggar!
Go to hell, you low-class people!
…
In the blink of an eye, the sky was getting dark.
Yunzheng was still wandering around Tiancun. Although she couldn't find Mo Jing, she could find Cu Yuan and Hu Yancong, who gave her the stones they found from time to time.
She used a knife borrowed from the villagers to carve rune patterns on the stones, and finally placed them in various directions in Tiancun.
After all this fussing, more than an hour passed, and it was almost midnight.
Yunzheng had just put down a stone carved with runes somewhere, and when he was about to return to the village chief's house, he caught a glimpse of the village chief's figure from the corner of his eye.
In the dim night, the village chief ran quickly on crutches. Although he looked a little funny, his old face had a solemn and anxious look. He saw Yunzheng's presence at a glance.
His eyes lit up.
"Taoist, Taoist! I finally found you! The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin! Everyone in the village is waiting for you!"
Before Yunzheng could speak, the village chief hurriedly pulled Yunzheng back.
When Yunzheng saw this, he didn't stop him.
Is everyone in the village waiting? Doesn’t that prove that Mo Jing will also be there? How many of Qingqing Beauty and the others are there?
Along the way, she could notice that the huts around her were quiet.
So weird.
Half a quarter of an hour ago, she could still hear the villagers talking inside the house...
Yunzheng looked up at the village chief thoughtfully.
What comes next is the highlight.
Soon, Yunzheng followed the village chief to the entrance of the village. Several white lanterns were hung on the wooden pillars at the entrance. The wind blew slightly, and the lanterns fluttered slightly.
It's a bit eerie.
There were more villagers in Tiancun than she had imagined.
There were five to six hundred people in total, and among them were dozens of disciples from the three major families.
Yunzheng searched around and only found Mo Jing in the corner of the crowd.
Her heart sank, Yu Qiu and the others were not here.
At this time, the girl's shrill cries came.
"Wow wow wow..."
A little too sharp, like an undead coming to collect debts.
Yunzheng followed the sound and saw a little girl tied to the plaque at the entrance of the village that read "Tiancun". The little girl's feet were dangling in the air and she was constantly flopping.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I don't want to die..."
It’s Xiaoya!
Yunzheng looked cold and silent. Under the shouts of the village chief, she was brought to the small altar at the front of the village.
The village chief knelt down respectfully, held up a peach wood sword in both hands and handed it to Yunzheng, pleading piously: "Taoist priest, please kill the monsters and protect our Tiancun!"
"Taoist Master, please kill the monster!"
The villagers knelt down one after another, including the disciples of the three major families who had mixed in and Wanqishan.
Wan Qishan was hiding in the middle of the crowd. His eyes darkened, and he felt aggrieved and unhappy. Why was Yunzheng a Taoist priest? ! And they can only be villagers!
If what he said in his heart was clearly heard by Chu, his anger would definitely burn even more intensely. He, the young master of the Chu family, could not even be a villager, he could only be a beggar, and he was beaten wildly!
The physical and mental damage this illusion caused to him was simply unforgivable!
Yunzheng calmly took over the peach wood sword that the village chief raised above her head. She said in a cold tone: "Since you all want me to kill the monsters? Then why do you still hang Xiaoya's plaque on Tiancun?" Up? You can’t trust me?"
As soon as these words came out, the village chief and others were stunned.
Yunzheng held the hilt of the mahogany sword tightly, flipped her wrist, and with a 'swish', the sword pointed at the main artery of the village chief's neck. She chuckled and said, "Speak."
The village chief's pupils shrank, terrified, and his body began to tremble.
"Taoist Master, it's not that we can't trust you, it's because... those six monsters are so scary, we have to make the second preparation. If the monsters get angry, we can sacrifice Xiaoya to save us. The lives of everyone in Tiancun!"
Yunzheng sneered, "What about me?"
"Ah?" The village chief was stunned.
Yunzheng asked briefly and concisely: "What if the monster kills me?"
The village chief said weakly: "Taoist... Taoist, if you sacrifice for our Tiancun, our villagers will remember you in their hearts and build a tomb for you."
"You are so shameless." Yunzheng sneered.
She now somewhat understands the reason for this illusion.
The village chief's face was a little ugly after being exposed.
Yunzheng glanced around the villagers and saw the presence of young Tianfan not far away. He lowered his head at the moment and stayed quietly, as if he was drifting away, and as if he couldn't bear to see the monster. This scene of cannibalism.
at this time---
There was a movement outside Tiancun.
The villagers began to panic, and they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
Yunzheng turned around and looked over. In the distance, there were six sedan chairs flying quickly towards this side without any wind. They were accompanied by a strange sound of bells, adding to the terrifying atmosphere.
"Wow wow wow..." Xiaoya's cries became more and more tragic.
coming!
Soon, six sedans stopped ten meters away from Tiancun.
The disciples of the three major families who had blended in among the villagers had their eyes fixed and silently held their breath, waiting for the appearance of these six monsters.
Suddenly, the curtain of the sedan was suddenly opened, and six figures slowly appeared in front of everyone.
After seeing it clearly, the disciples of the three major families were suddenly stunned.
Yunzheng's eyes were strange: "..." Sure enough, it was the six of them.
Mo Jing's face was shocked: "?!" Why is he a beggar, and Sao Qiu and the others are so impressive when they appear? ! This is not fair!
