These village cadres all knelt on their knees, clasped their hands, and looked up to the sky with a pious attitude.
The village chief knelt at the front and recited an incomprehensible chant, as if he was performing a ceremony.
A few of us hid in the bushes not far away, staring at the performance of the village cadres, not daring to relax for a moment.
After chanting for a while, the village chief asked someone to set up a cross on the ground and tied the captured villager to it.
After that, the village chief continued to chant. As he chanted, a hole was torn open in the dark night, and a black thing came out of it, extending straight downwards.
The thing was extremely long and slender, looked very smooth, and carried a fishy smell, extending toward the tied villagers.
As the thing kept getting closer, I finally saw clearly that it turned out to be a tongue dozens of meters long!
Is this the god the village chief talks about?
A tongue alone is dozens of meters long, so how huge would this monster be?
Not only me, but also Lonnie, Bai Ze, Jing Jingjing and several well-informed immortals were stunned and showed shocked expressions after seeing this tongue.
At the same time, the tongue had extended to the tied villager's body, licking it non-stop, completely soaking the villager with saliva.
The tied villager was extremely frightened at this moment. He struggled desperately, but the hemp rope on his body tied him tightly and he could not break free at all.
The village chief and others were watching from a distance, with no intention of stepping forward to help.
"Great God, this is a sacrifice to you, please enjoy it!"
The village chief prostrated on the ground and spoke to the tongue with great respect.
The tongue seemed to understand the village chief's words, and with a chirp, it picked up the villager, swept it upwards, and disappeared into the sky.
In an instant, the villager disappeared without a trace, leaving only a stream of blood flowing down from the sky.
The village chief looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.
"Amao, don't blame me. Those newcomers haven't been taken down yet, so I can only sacrifice you to the gods first."
"Who told you to always encourage others to leave Wuyou Village? If you want to blame, blame yourself for being too talkative!"
After finishing speaking, the village chief waved his hand and led the others straight down the mountain towards the wooden building.
I quickly waved my hand, greeted Lonnie and the others, took a shortcut and quickly went down the mountain, and returned to my house before the village chief came back to avoid being discovered.
Lying on the bed, I couldn't calm down for a long time. The scene I just saw on the mountain kept echoing in my mind and could not be dissipated.
Needless to say, the monster that ate the villagers was the god mentioned by the village chief, and the village chief’s purpose of keeping us here was to treat us as sacrifices to the so-called god!
What kind of monster that god's true form is is something I can't figure out.
In addition, why did the village chief do this? Do the other villagers know? If they know, why do they willingly make sacrifices to the gods?
These new mysteries quickly came to me and confused me.
There were not many people in Wuyou Village to begin with, and now there is one less person. How should the village chief explain to everyone?
Thinking of this, Lonnie and I discussed it and decided to test it tomorrow to see how other villagers would react to this.
Not long after I lay down, the sky suddenly lit up again. When I walked out, the scorching sun was already high in the sky.
I remember very clearly that from the time we entered the house yesterday, to following the village chief, to returning to the house and lying down on the bed, it only took more than three hours in total.
Does such a short period of time count as one night?
"Get up and get to work!"
The village chief's shout came from downstairs, and soon I heard the chaotic footsteps of the crowd below. When I walked to the stairs, I saw that in the corridor, every villager had their sleepy eyes open. After quickly finishing brushing his teeth and washing his face, he ran downstairs to gather and stood in a neat formation.
At the same time, the village chief walked to our room with his hands behind his back. When he saw us still lying on the bed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.
"Everyone, it's time to get up. Please come downstairs and enjoy breakfast."
The village chief said enthusiastically.
"As soon as the village chief informs us, we will go down immediately."
I yawned, smiled and said to the village chief.
"Okay, then hurry up, otherwise the food will get cold."
After the village chief finished speaking, he turned and left.
We deliberately delayed for a while and walked downstairs after washing up. We saw that the table was already filled with food.
Although it was not as sumptuous as yesterday, it was breakfast after all. The table was filled with colorful and refreshing vegetables, rice porridge, and steamed buns, which looked very appetizing.
All the villagers were sitting at the table, and no one dared to use chopsticks first. Seeing us approaching, the village chief quickly called us to sit down and waved his hand.
"Everyone can start eating, we have to work later."
For a time, the sounds of wolfing down the food came one after another. Everyone was eating their food without saying a word.
This was a good time to make some noise, so naturally I wouldn't miss it, so I deliberately looked around the crowd with a puzzled expression.
"Hey, why is there one person missing?"
People were stunned for a moment and turned to look at me.
I noticed that the village chief looked very ugly, but he still tried his best to smile.
"Mr. Cheng, what are you talking about? Why is there one person missing?"
I said: "I remember there is a friend named Amao in the village. He toasted to me yesterday. We had a very interesting chat. Today, we planned to let him take him out for a walk. Why can't he be seen? Woolen cloth?"
This Amao did toast to me yesterday, but we didn’t even chat for a few words. It was only when I was following the village chief that I learned Amao’s name from him.
I purposely said it this time just to see how the villagers would react after seeing Amao missing.
To my surprise, the village chief remained calm and said something that surprised me.
"What Amao, we don't have this person here?"
I immediately said: "How is it possible? Brother Amao was sitting here drinking with everyone yesterday. Uncle Sun, please stop joking."
The village chief looked serious and said: "Mr. Cheng, I'm not joking with you. There has never been anyone named Amao in our Wuyou Village."
"If you don't believe me, why don't you ask them?"
As he spoke, the village chief pursed his lips and pointed at the other villagers around him.
I quickly looked over and saw that the villagers' heads were like rattles, shaking their heads repeatedly.
