There is a direct way to verify this rule, and that is to continue walking in the woods.
If you can't get out, it means that the sheep head is not dragon meat. If you can get out, this conjecture is confirmed.
"Let's go, A Dong."
Jiang Yao got up and walked. After taking two steps, he saw A Dong squatting by the tree and pulling weeds.
A Dong had made a simple vine basket and was digging in the soil with a folding knife, pulling out wild vegetables and herbs and throwing them into the basket.
It doesn't feel like entering a strange realm, but more like someone who has come to take a walk in the mountains and forests.
She shook the soil-covered weed roots and explained.
"Grass is useful. It can be eaten and can heal injuries."
Jiang Yao didn't expect A-Dong to be able to identify weeds and tell which ones were edible and which ones could be used as medicine.
A Dong said that he learned this in his free time.
She likes to cook, so she is very familiar with various wild vegetables, and also knows some herbs for treating trauma and common diseases.
The only food they had was a few packets of compressed biscuits and nothing else. He couldn't last long, so he had to look for food to fill his stomach.
"sharp."
Jiang Yao said.
A Dong collected all the edible wild vegetables nearby, and also collected a lot of herbs to replace Jiang Yao. Listening to her praise, A Dong's pale face was stained with a healthy blush.
A Dong thought that her efforts would be useful.
Helianyin led the way.
There were no weird "rustling" noises in Yinlin Mountain during the day, and no sheep-headed people were encountered again, but along the way, not even a single animal, let alone human beings, was seen.
There was almost no sound left in the entire forest except for the pattering of raindrops on the leaves.
The silence was unsettling.
"We found Dragon Burial Village."
Helianyin pushed aside the intertwined branches that blocked his view, and stood on the high mountainside. Through the gray sunlight, an old stockade came into view.
The three-storey houses built of bluestone bricks and black wood are arranged in rows and rows, one next to the other, in a well-proportioned manner. Surrounded by mountains, not far from the village is a rushing black river.
Outside the Burial Dragon Village, there are arched hills, just like the legendary dragon bones, surrounding the village in rows.
The wind flows into the mountain forest, wrapped in cold rain, and penetrates into the lungs through the nose.
"Cough cough cough."
Jiang Yao raised his hand to cover his lips, coughed a few times, and then said: "Don't enter the village yet, let's find a place nearby to observe."
It has been determined that the sheep head is the dragon meat offered to the mountain god of Yinlin Mountain.
But there are still many questions.
Why would a sheep head be dragon meat? What exactly is dragon meat? Also, what is the connection between the mountain god, Granny Wushan, and Dragon Burial Village?
These questions can only be known after contacting the villagers in Burial Dragon Village.
Helianyin found an abandoned house nearby. It had been abandoned for a long time. After a brief inspection, he found that it should be the residence of a villager from Burial Dragon Village who was guarding the village.
There were axes hanging on the walls and a pile of firewood in the corner. They also found various animal trapping tools, but they were already covered with a thick layer of rust, as if no one had used them for a long time. Just like this deserted house, there was nothing else but them. People have been here.
Jiang Yao held on to the wall and coughed endlessly.
Helianyin was filling the dilapidated and leaky roof of the abandoned house. There were no nails, so he cut wooden nails, spread them with rain-proof weeds and gravel, and hammered in wooden nails to firmly block the wind and rain.
A Dong built a stone basket, put in firewood, lit a fire, and first heated a bowl of potion for Jiang Yao.
Herbs protect against cold. Seeing her coughing violently, A Dong became worried.
"Drink some, it will be better."
Jiang Yao didn't offer much help, so he thanked her, drank the hot water in one gulp, and prepared to help Helianyin.
Helianyin moved quickly, climbed down from the roof, and said, "No need to help, it's done."
A Dong also brought a bowl to Helianyin.
Helianyin waved her hand and refused, "I don't like taking medicine."
Even in such a thin body, she is still strong and does not get sick.
A Dong didn't force it. He found a pot in the deserted house, cleaned it, and started simmering mushroom soup.
They were edible mushrooms, and she could tell whether they were poisonous or not.
After they had eaten and drank enough, they began to rummage around the house.
There were two raincoats in the deserted house to keep out the rain. Jiang Yao and Helianyin went to investigate near the Burial Dragon Village and found A Dong Shoujia, who was responsible for the rules of the deserted house.
"We'll be back before dusk."
After rummaging through the closet, they found some villagers' clothes that were more comfortable than coarse cloth. The two of them changed into them, Jiang Yao and A Dong warned.
A Dong gave them the compressed biscuits in his backpack.
"be safe.
Jiang Yao and He Lianyin left the deserted house.
Approaching the Dragon Burial Village, they heard the sound of drums coming from inside through the tall, petrified arched keels. Along with the ethereal chanting, clouds of smoke rose from the top of the village, and the smell was very pungent.
"Ahem..." Jiang Yao covered his mouth, trying his best to suppress the cough rising in his throat.
With her back to Helianyin, she opened her palms and coughed out dark red blood mixed with an unknown dark green substance that looked like spider silk.
Jiang Yao's expression condensed.
Her eyes fell on the bandaged wound on her left shoulder. The herbs were ground and the dark green juice seeped into the wound. It had an excellent hemostatic effect and the wound was slowly healing, but——
She lifted the layer of cloth and saw thin green threads squirming in the wound.
"They were holding a ceremony. There were many villagers. I saw..." Helianyin told Jiang Yao everything he saw, but there was no movement behind him and he couldn't help but look back.
Jiang Yao re-wrapped the wound before she turned around and asked calmly: "What did you see?"
She considered discarding the bandaging herbs, but as soon as she pulled off the cloth, the wound began to worsen.
The wound was bandaged by A Dong, and Jiang Yao did not suspect that she did it on purpose.
A Dong himself didn't know that there was something wrong with this medicinal herb.
After all, the medicinal herbs look the same as normal medicinal herbs on the surface, there is nothing unusual about them.
Helianyin's face was solemn: "Driving people to walk barefoot on the edge of a knife."
Jiang Yao climbed onto the keel, lying side by side with her, watching from a distance.
In the open ground, an altar was built. Standing on the steps of the altar was a man wearing a phoenix crown on his head, a flowered gown on his upper body, and eight skirts on his lower body. The image looks like an ancient wizard and warlock, holding a copper bell in his hand.
In front of him, there were rows of long ladders with flat knives that suddenly appeared in the cold light.
Under the long ladder, there are young people lining up to step on the blade.
Among them was Wen Wushu.
The reason why we can recognize him is that any normal villager smokes.
Wen Wushu was held in front of a ladder by two villagers. Even so, he did not forget to smoke a cigarette, puff out smoke, and look straight ahead with an expressionless face.
Looking at this scene, Jiang Yao and the two fell into silence.
The ghosts in other dimensions carry food and weapons, but this guy's bag is full of cigarettes.
Helianyin looked ready to break in and rob someone at any time.
Jiang Yao took a deep breath and said, "Wait."
Based on her understanding of Wen Wushu, he would never sit still and wait for death. Moreover, with his strength, the situation in front of him was nothing.
