"This place ......"

"It feels so eerie!"

"There's really nothing in there, is there?"

"A group of cowards, what are you afraid of in the middle of the day, the anchor I have other things to do, so I'll leave first!"

The empty and dead village, even at this noon, has a chilling and eerie feeling, and everyone in the live broadcast room is beating faster and can't help but get nervous.

Although Yuan Mu and Zhongli were not like this, they also clearly felt that something was wrong, this village was too quiet, quiet to the point of weirdness, not only there was no voice, not only did there be no sound, not even the birds, beasts and insects were singing, as if all the activities of life had stopped here.

Yuan Mu looked around, then looked solemn, and said to Zhongli: "It seems that the impact of that disaster has not been completely eliminated until now!"

"Hmm!"

Zhongli nodded, and got serious, walked to a fairly intact wooden building, pushed the door and stepped in.

A burst of rotting wood came to his face, and with a little dust and smoke raised, Zhongli walked into the house, only to see a mess, all kinds of items scattered on the ground, covered by a thick layer of dust, and some of them even rotted directly, showing the ruthlessness and cruelty of the years to the fullest.

Zhongli shook his head, turned around and stepped out of the wooden building, and said to Yuan Mu, who was waiting outside, "It doesn't look like anything of value. ”

Yuan Mu frowned, turned his eyes to the depths of the village, and muttered: "The place where the disaster occurred at the beginning should be the center of the village, and this is only the periphery, and it has not been affected much, otherwise, it would be impossible for those clansmen to escape." ”

"Then let's go check it out!"

Hearing this, Zhongli did not hesitate, and immediately took a step towards the interior of this dead village, and at the same time asked Zhi Brain to scan it to see if there was really something hidden in this village, so as not to be caught off guard.

A hundred years ago, Bameng was an extremely large force in Miaojiang, which can be seen from Dalitou, if you want to become Dalitou, you must obtain the support and loyalty of several clans, and the population of a clan is basically maintained at about two or three thousand people, taken together, the people under the command of a Dali head are at least nearly 10,000 people.

The scale of the village inhabited by nearly 10,000 people must be not small, and it took some time for the brain to scan the image information back.

"Hmm!"

Looking at the image transmitted back by the Zhi Brain, Zhongli frowned,

frowned, not because Zhongli found anything, on the contrary, because he didn't find anything!

In the entire village, there was nothing, whether it was the evil god dependents, bloodline inheritors, or other weirdness that Zhongli had expected before, none of them existed, only ......

"Wait!"

Yuan Mu, who was walking side by side with Zhongli, suddenly stopped his steps, and then rushed forward again, staring at the things scattered on the ground in a daze.

"Ahh

In an instant, countless screams rang out, and there was chaos in the live broadcast room, and everyone looked at the things scattered on the ground with frightened expressions, a skeleton washed white by the wind and rain!

These are human bones, scattered all over the ground, and there are a lot of them, some of them have long since decayed to ashes, and some of them are barely intact, and they are still in tatters, but they can still be seen to be in the Bamon style costume, which looks extremely terrifying.

In this way, it is no wonder that everyone screams, and when ordinary people encounter this kind of scene, few people can keep their composure.

Fortunately, Zhongli is not an ordinary person, he has already used his brain to check, he behaved very calmly, walked in front of a skeleton, and directly checked the cause of death.

Don't think about it, this must be the victim of that disaster in the first place, and what Zhongli wants to know is what happened to make these people die in his own village.

After a moment, Zhongli stood up and said, "There is no obvious residue of poison, but most of the bones have scars on them, they should have been killed by someone with a sharp weapon, is there an invasion of foreign enemies, or is there an internal rebellion?"

"No, it can't be!"

Yuan Mu shook his head and denied: "Whether it is an invasion by a foreign enemy or an internal rebellion, someone should be able to survive in the end, and there is no reason for it to become like this." ”

"Yes!"

Zhongli thought about it, stepped over the bones all over the ground, and walked towards the center of the village, and Yuan Mu saw this, and hurriedly followed.

Along the way, the number of these corpses not only did not decrease, but more and more, in front of the doors of each family, you can see the bones of the forest white at will, and some even maintain the posture before death, which makes people seem to see their pain and helplessness, madness and struggle before death.

"This ......"

"It's cruel, what the hell is going on?"

"With so many corpses, could it be that the whole village has been slaughtered?"

With the live broadcast camera, the audience who took in all this only felt that their hearts were constantly trembling, fear, and even more anger.

Without saying a word, Zhongli came to the side of a skeleton that had fallen in front of the wooden building, pulled out a rusty short knife from between the gaps in his sternum, and handed it to Yuan Mu.

Yuan Mu took the short knife, measured it carefully for a while, and then took a breath raw, and said in a trembling voice: "This is ...... Weapons of our Bamon!"

Zhongli nodded, and turned to look at the pillars on the left and right sides of the wooden building, on the surface that had been mostly decayed, it could be clearly seen that there were traces entrenched, among which in addition to the deep knife marks, there were some faint slight marks, which seemed to have been scratched by human fingernails.

At this time, Yuan Mu also looked over, staring at the deep knife marks, his expression was a little confused, and he muttered: "What happened at the beginning, could it really be that someone rebelled, no, if so, how could there be no warning......

"This is not a rebellion. ”

Zhongli interrupted Yuan Mu's words, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and said with a solemn expression: "They lost their minds and killed each other. ”

"Cannibalism?" Yuan Mu was stunned, and then vetoed repeatedly: "No, this is impossible!"

In this regard, Zhongli didn't explain much, but said: "Go to the ancestral temple and have a look, I think of it, I should know the answer." ”

I don't know if it was the corpses all over the ground that caused a huge irritation, this time Yuan Mu didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately responded: "Okay!"

After that, Yuan Mu took the lead and walked towards the ancestral temple located in the center of the village, Zhongli followed, but after a while, the two came to the ancestral temple.

In ancient times, the belief of Miao Jiang, most of them were ancestor worship and nature worship, although there were some witches and ghosts, but they were not orthodox, and there were no large number of sacrifices, so the ancestral temple layout was also based on primitive, ancestor, totem and other styles, and there was no golden and brilliant hall, nor did there be any solemn statue of the treasure, the whole ancestral temple was a wide square, an ancient altar standing in the center.

As expected, on this square, there are corpses all over the field, bones all over the ground, in addition to many ornaments, weapons, and there are also very obvious traces of battle around.

Among them, the most special is the more than ten skeletons in front of the central altar, unlike other bones that have obviously been fought and killed, these more than ten skeletons died in front of the altar by kneeling, and until now, some of them have maintained their pre-death posture.

Zhongli stepped forward and came to a skeleton that was noticeably taller than the others, only to see him fall to his knees with a short knife in both hands, which stabbed deep into his chest.

Zhongli glanced at Yuan Mu, and then reached out to remove the finger bone that was gripping the hilt of the knife, and pulled out the short knife.

This short knife, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, the wooden grip has long been decayed, but the blade has not been damaged in the slightest, the silver light flashes up and down, and the slightest rust is gone, and the blade is even more sharp and very sharp, and it is a rare weapon at a glance.

Zhongli handed the short knife to Yuan Mu and said, "Take a look!"

Yuan Mu's eyes froze, he took it and looked at it for a moment, and then said: "This is a weapon made of refined iron, and there are not many people who can hold it, he is ......"

Yuan Mu squatted down, took off a ring from the finger of this skeleton, confirmed his guess, and said, "Dali head!"

Hearing this, Zhongli behaved calmly, and didn't seem surprised at all, and said, "In this way, things make sense. ”

"What?"

Yuan Mu frowned, looking at Zhongli with a puzzled expression, and the audience in the live broadcast room also stared at him, wanting to know the answer.

Zhongli smiled, looked at the bones of the Dali head, and said, "What is the reason why the ruler of this village can give up the struggle, give up the chance to escape, and take everyone to his own death?"

Hearing this, Yuan Mu finally understood something, and guessed: "You mean, they know that they can't escape, so they ......?"

Zhongli nodded and said, "Yes, only when they fall into such a desperate situation, they will choose to commit suicide, because they know that they have no possibility of living!"

At this point, Zhongli paused slightly, and then continued: "What happened, it should be like this, that day, an uncontrollable disaster broke out, maybe it was Gu poison, maybe it was something else, all in all, most of the people in the village were affected, they were chaotic, crazy, lost their minds, and began to kill each other. ”

Seeing this, Dali immediately summoned the warriors under his command and came here, wanting to let Wu Zhu and the Gu Master take action, check the cause of the disaster, and start to solve it, but they failed, not only failed to solve the situation, but made themselves also suffer, those warriors began to go crazy, Dali and the Gu Witches also appeared abnormal, and finally, they fell into despair, and chose to end their lives before losing their minds, which is what we see. ”

"Ho!"

Listening to Zhongli's narration, Yuan Mu took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Maybe it's really like this. ”

"Whether it's or not, it doesn't matter now!"

Zhongli shook his head, turned to look at the altar where totems were erected, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the holy Gu, take it and leave us immediately, here...... Not safe!"

"That's right!"

Hearing this, Yuan Mu also came to his senses, hurriedly walked to the altar, smashed a stone brick on the ground with one punch, took out a small silver-white jar from it, handed it to Zhongli, and said: "This is the Holy Gu, no matter what Gu poison is, it ......."

"Buzz!"

Before Yuan Mu finished speaking, he heard a dull sound, and the ground under the feet of the two began to tremble violently!