It was an ordinary night, and Miao Rui, who should have been sleeping soundly, was awakened by an overwhelming feeling in her stomach.
Guessing that she had eaten something bad at night, she knew that she could not neglect this matter, so she quickly got up, threw on some clothes and hurried towards the latrine at the back of the house.
Snow Valley is located in the underground world. During the day, it can rely on the metal rocks in the passage to refract natural light from the outside. But at night, without the light of the moon, it is naturally pitch black.
Like most young people who get up at night to go to the bathroom, Miao Rui didn't even think about lighting a lamp or anything. Relying on her extremely familiarity with her house, she walked to the back door in the dark.
"Huh? Why is there light? Dad? Mom? It's so late, where are you going?"
With the faint light that suddenly appeared in the darkness, Miao Rui was surprised to see her parents walking through the back door holding a shaking kerosene lamp. However, it was midnight and the wind was freezing outside. Where were they going? What are you going to do?
Miao Rui, who had originally had doubts about the "physical condition" of her parents and other people in the village, was suddenly shocked. She realized that the parents with numb expressions and strange walking postures in front of her were definitely weird traveling late at night.
At this time, Miao Rui was nervous and excited. The truth was right in front of her. She didn't care about her stomachache. She immediately followed her parents on tiptoe, preparing to see what the secret was hidden in the late night of Snow Valley.
Father Miao and mother Miao walked very slowly, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and kept moving forward along the dirt road in the village. It took about an hour to reach their destination.
"Ancestral hall? Why did you come to the ancestral hall in the village in the middle of the night? Huh? The second aunt and uncle are also here, as well as the village chief."
Miao Rui was surprised to find that not only her parents were traveling late at night, but also the village chief of Snow Valley, Miao Jiasi's parents, and many other villagers gathered outside the ancestral hall holding kerosene lamps.
"No, no, there's a problem. All the people present are uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters who have recently improved their health and even achieved breakthroughs in cultivation. Could it be that the secret to making them 'get better' is in the ancestral hall?"
Miao Rui didn't dare to express her anger. She crouched behind a bush and stared at the black door of the ancestral hall. It was obvious that what the villagers were waiting for despite the wind and snow was behind the door.
As time passed, the wind in Snow Valley became stronger at night, but the villagers did not flinch or become impatient. Instead, they stayed in place devoutly.
The swaying lights and the night were so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard. This scene was simply weird. Sweat fell from Miao Rui's forehead, and her heartbeat and breathing became rapid.
"Squeak."
With the sudden noise, the door of the ancestral hall finally opened. For a moment, the originally calm villagers seemed to have suffered some stimulation and began to crowd crazily.
Each of them had a ferocious expression, their eyes were bloodshot, and even the veins on their necks began to bulge, and their hands kept reaching forward to grab them, as if there was some elixir or treasure hidden in the ancestral hall.
All the villagers had lost their minds. Miao Rui even saw some brothers who were usually close to each other tearing each other's skin because they wanted to occupy the front position.
The "battle" and chaos lasted for a long time. In the end, the young and strong naturally snatched the privilege of being in the front row, while Miao Rui's parents were in the middle of the team. The old people who were left behind were all short of breath, trembling all over, and looked like they might collapse at any moment. fell, and died.
During the whole process, no one came out of the ancestral hall, and the door remained half-open and half-closed. The instigator hidden in the shadows seemed to be happy to watch the members of the guide clan fighting each other.
"Hehehehe, the elites selected by Tingxue Tower are nothing more than this. They have not become hungry beasts."
After a while, the people in the ancestral hall must have finally gotten tired of seeing this tragic scene, and slowly leaned out and came to the villagers.
Wrapped in a black robe, his vicious words were unbearable. The person who came was none other than the leader of the adventure team who was treated politely by the villagers of Snow Valley.
"It is indeed them, these bad guys. All the weird things in the village are caused by them."
Miao Rui desperately resisted the urge to jump out and slap the opponent's ears. She knew that with her ordinary body, she was no match for these men in black robes.
Now we can only see how the other party controls so many villagers before we can think of a way to save them.
"Lord God, please have mercy and give us the holy porridge."
The village chief struggled to squeeze out of the crowd, fell to his knees in front of the black-robed man, stretched out his hands, and prayed in a trembling voice.
"Lord God, please have mercy on us and give us holy porridge."
The villagers who followed him in front of the ancestral hall all knelt down. They were all very pious, suppressing their physical impulses, and kowtowed to the man in black robe who was standing in front of the ancestral hall laughing wantonly while asking for alms.
"What is it? Holy porridge?"
Miao Rui wondered for a moment if she had heard wrong. After all, was such a big battle just for a bowl of porridge? Could it really be a holy item that possesses magical power?
"As your god, of course I will not be stingy. If you want holy porridge, you can just take us to the headquarters of Tingxue Tower. I can give you any amount of porridge."
The man in black robe sneered, and took out a porcelain bowl from his arms. In the bowl was the holy porridge that the villagers of Snow Valley had longed for. The porridge exuded a strange red color like blood, and the smell was even more disturbing. Miao Rui, who was far away, was secretly gagging.
"Lord God, we can't find it there. Only the chosen ones are qualified to go there. Please be merciful and give us some holy porridge. We are willing to work for you."
The village chief looked troubled, and all the villagers kowtowed faster, hoping to impress the man in black robe and get some so-called holy porridge.
"Hmph, you are a bunch of trash. Do I need you to be a bully or a horse? It seems that the dose is not enough. When I control everyone in the village, I can always force you to tell Tingxue Lou. s position."
The man in black robe is obviously very dissatisfied with the result, but he has bigger plans and purposes, and now is not the time to wield the butcher knife against Snow Valley.
He snorted coldly, and then threw the porridge bowl in his hand on the ground.
The bright red rice porridge was scattered on the ground, along with the fragments of porcelain bowls and white snow, but this did not affect the "appetite" of the villagers. In an instant, everyone went crazy, desperately grabbing the dirty holy rice on the ground. Porridge.
This scene made Miao Rui's eyes turn red. She saw her parents' eyes widening, letting out strange screams, and then putting the remaining porridge into their mouths with their hands.
It is not an exaggeration to describe this situation as purgatory on earth.
