Lin Qingqing ran all the way to the slaughterhouse, followed by a large group of villagers with weapons in their hands.
But none of these people could stop her.
The village has been isolated from the outside world for a long time. They have neither meditation skills nor supernatural potions. Even if they have supernatural powers, they are all at the first level.
Lin Qingqing ignored these people. She didn't need to be afraid of anyone except the weird superpower who could release the incense.
After entering the slaughterhouse, she quickly scanned around: it was a large yard of two hundred square meters, neat and square. There was a row of awnings set up on the west wall, with only a few long wooden benches and a large gasoline barrel for boiling water.
There is a row of large iron cages under the south wall. The cage doors are open and locked.
There were black stains all around the cage, exuding a strange smell that lingered.
"Where are the people locked up here?"
Lin Qingqing found no trace of Qu Xingchi. She turned around and grabbed a villager, then put a skate knife on his neck and asked.
The villager was silent. Lin Qingqing had no time to argue with him and gave him a knife directly: "Speak!"
"died!"
He gritted his teeth and blurted out a few words, "You're late, he has already been sacrificed to the mountain god"!
This villager was different from the previous one. He didn't seem to be afraid of her at all. Even though there was blood on his thigh, he looked indifferent and even showed a bit of schadenfreude.
Seeing his expression, Lin Qingqing looked cold and cut his neck neatly.
This kind of person has been completely brainwashed. He doesn't want to say anything, and it's useless no matter how much he asks.
Lin Qingqing threw away the body, shook off the blood stains on her skates, and then looked at the surrounding villagers.
These people are the same as the one who died just now. There is numbness, anger, and resentment in their eyes, but there is no fear.
"Seize her! Sacrifice her to the mountain god!"
At this time, someone shouted something, and then everyone rushed forward in a swarm.
They were holding machetes, axes, and hammers in their hands, with ferocious expressions, and a vague bloodthirsty red light in their eyes, just like the mindless zombies outside.
Facing these people, Lin Qingqing showed no mercy in her heart. She used her ice knife and ice blade to kill them all the way.
The bright red blood stained the entire yard, just like a real slaughterhouse, with broken limbs and the disgusting smell of blood everywhere.
At the end of the fight, even Lin Qingqing herself didn't know whether the person she was killing was a human or a zombie.
"Tell me! Where did they take him?"
The blood-red ice knife pointed at the throat of the last person. He collapsed on the ground and looked at the woman covered in blood with horror, as if she had crawled up from hell.
"I said, I, I said!" Seeing that the skate was about to be cut off, the man was so frightened that his pants wet, and he quickly crawled to the ground to beg for mercy.
"Right, right in the back mountain! There is a cave next to the largest camphor tree in the back mountain. There is an altar at the entrance of the cave. Master Fa and the others are there, offering sacrifices to the mountain god."
"How to go?"
"Right here, behind this courtyard, there is a path."
After finally finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and slumped to the ground, waiting for Lin Qingqing's words.
Lin Qingqing ignored him, put away her skates, and ran towards the back mountain.
Qu Xingchi must have been used as a sacrifice by them! Duan Xuhong was 100% not telling the truth. It’s all bullshit that the mountain god only wants women but not men! Women are used as sacrifices just because women are weak and cannot resist.
After they kill the women, they will definitely kill the men next. In the whole village, except for the old lady who was sick and couldn't touch her, she didn't see an elderly person. Where have all those old men gone? Will they all turn into zombies?
Ever since she was captured, Lin Qingqing has been holding a fire in her heart. She wanted to see what this so-called "mountain god" was. He had eaten so many people and could still be worshiped like a god!
Lin Qingqing followed a winding and rugged path all the way up the mountainside, and soon discovered the large camphor tree with a diameter of one meter.
The area around the camphor tree was clean, and a bluestone slab the size of a round table lay across the center. Behind the slab were two huge bluestone pillars, with simple and mysterious totems carved on the entire pillars.
Behind the pillar, on the steep mountain wall, there was a large cave that was more than ten meters high. It was so dark inside that it was impossible to see anything clearly.
Under the stone pillar, a dozen strong and muscular men were naked to the waist, their faces and bodies all covered with paint, which was exactly the same as the patterns on the flags placed around them.
They surrounded the cave and the altar, staring at the entrance of the cave devoutly, with fear and awe on their faces.
There is a man standing in front of the bluestone. His face is also painted, and he is wearing a cloak made of various bird feathers. At this moment, he was dancing a strange sacrificial dance, and while dancing, he was mumbling something.
"Hmph! Pretend to be a ghost!" Lin Qingqing held the ice blade and approached the altar carefully.
After dancing, the "bird feather cloak" took out three sticks of incense from somewhere and lit them. He bowed devoutly to the cave. Then he waved his hand and two big men came over carrying a man. Place him on the bluestone.
"Qu Xingchi!" Lin Qingqing's pupils shrank, it turned out to be him!
The person who was used as a sacrifice was Qu Xingchi. He was stripped naked, his mouth was gagged, and his whole body was tied into a rice dumpling.
By this time, Qu Xingchi had already woken up and was struggling after being pinned to the bluestone.
Seeing that he was still alive and uninjured, Lin Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
While everyone's attention was on Qu Xingchi, Lin Qingqing suddenly launched an attack. Dozens of ice blades appeared at the same time and were shot out quickly before anyone could react.
Waves of screams rang out one after another, and in just a few seconds, the strong men around him fell under her ice blade.
In the end, only four people reacted in time and stood in front of the "bird feather cloak".
"stranger?"
Looking at the four villagers who blocked her ice blade, Lin Qingqing narrowed her eyes.
"Who are you? Where do you come from?"
"Bird Feather Cloak" said in shock as he looked at this woman who suddenly appeared full of evil aura.
"You dare to capture us as sacrifices, who do you think I am?" Lin Qingqing said in a serious tone.
Having just killed so many people, her body was covered in blood, and even the originally crystal-clear ice blade was dyed dark red.
"It's you, you~ actually escaped!"
Looking at the villagers who died under the ice blade, "Bird Feather Cloak" trembled, then he quickly turned around and climbed onto the altar, grabbed Qu Xingchi, and then threatened her and said: "You, you, don't come over , otherwise I will kill him immediately!"
Looking at the dagger on Qu Xingchi's neck, Lin Qingqing paused.
Seeing the opponent throwing a rat weapon, "Bird Feather Cloak" smiled proudly. His voice was hoarse, as if it had been sandpapered.
Lin Qingqing frowned, she didn't dare to joke about Qu Xingchi's life. Although this person didn't have much force value at first glance, she wasn't sure yet that she could kill him together without hurting Qu Xingchi.
Seeing Lin Qingqing, Qu Xingchi was more depressed than anyone else. He carefully shrank down, his mouth was blocked, and he had already secretly greeted all eight generations of this "Bird Feather Cloak" ancestor in his heart.
Oh shit! These fucked up bastards! Bastard stuff! At least leave some pants for me, ahhhhh~ Captain, why did you come here just now? My reputation is gone!
Qu Xingchi roared in his heart and looked at Lin Qingqing with despair. Tears streamed down his face, and he didn't know whether he should be more happy now or more despairing.
However, when the two sides were in a stalemate, no one noticed that a black shadow quietly approached the altar.
This shadow is like a leaf swaying in the wind, light and weightless. Under the cover of the big camphor tree, we successfully avoided
With Lin Qingqing's peripheral vision, in front of her, she drifted along the mountain wall and fell into the dark cave.
…
Lin Qingqing was more afraid of the "mountain god" hiding in the cave than the person in front of her.
She had a guess that the so-called "mountain god" might be a mutated beast, or it might not be anything at all, but it was just a trick that the "bird feather cloak" used to make up to deceive people.
However, it could also be a zombie?
When Lin Qingqing thought of this possibility, her eyes suddenly became sharp. No matter what is in the cave, it is not a good thing for these people to take human lives under the guise of worshiping the mountain god.
Looking at Qu Xingchi's suppressed red face, Lin Qingqing moved her fingers slightly, and the next moment, a cold ice mist quickly spread around.
There were only four first-level superpowers on the opposite side, and Lin Qingqing did not deliberately hide the cold air. Suddenly feeling the biting cold, "Bird Feather Cloak" was startled and shouted in a panic: "What is it? Why is it so cold? You, what did you just do?"
The presence of the ice mist was extremely strong, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the other four people immediately became uneasy. They took a few steps back at the same time, huddled together, and looked around in panic.
But ice fog is still fog, even if it can be seen, it cannot be touched.
Qu Xingchi was extremely cold at the moment, but he was a second-level superpower after all.
Lin Qingqing tried her best to avoid the cold air from him. He endured it silently, scolding "Bird Feather Cloak" from head to toe once again in his heart.
This was the second time Lin Qingqing used this skill. She stood there, not moving or speaking, but secretly commanding the ice mist to wrap the opponent tightly.
White frost flowers soon appeared on their bodies, and after a while, they couldn't stand it anymore.
They didn't take the cold seriously at first. It wasn't until their hands and feet started to feel numb that they realized how terrifying the ice fog was.
