Luo Ruiming looked at the people by the river motionlessly, and finally decided not to kill him. But the number of heads was not enough to complete the task, and he turned his head to look at his men standing aside.

Then she gave Qianying a look, and she immediately stepped forward to kill the subordinate and cut off his head. The rest of the men just stared ahead as if they didn't sense what was happening.

Qianying Yiyi handed a total of forty-nine heads to the people by the river, and the other party glanced at them with a smile and said, "The heads have been gathered, and the memorial service will begin." ”

Luo Ruiming heard the words of the riverside man and thought in his heart, he really couldn't kill him.

When the group walked to the river, the huge body in the river began to stir up the surging waves again, and black yin qi rose from all around.

The man threw all the forty-nine heads he had found into the river. With each throwing of a head, the huge body of the river shrank a little until it disappeared, and the surface of the river calmed down.

Luo Ruiming raised the corners of his mouth and walked to the river with his subordinates, "How are we going to cross the river?" ”

"I'm only in charge of the memorial, and you can settle the matter of crossing the river yourself." After saying that, the person disappeared.

Luo Ruiming stared fiercely at the place where he disappeared, "Let's swim over." ”

When they had just killed someone, they had already gone through the whole village, and there was not a single boat. There's no similar tool, and swimming through it is perhaps the quickest way to do it right now.

Luo Ruiming still kept an eye on it, and asked one of his subordinates to jump into the river first, and only when he saw him reach the opposite side did he jump down and start swimming.

But when they swam to the middle of the river, they began to hear the wailing of ghosts, and the river rolled again, and a new giant appeared on the surface of the river.

The giant also had forty-nine faces, one of which was the one of his slain men.

This new giant is the one who was killed before, and they merge into a new unjust spirit. Luo Ruiming frowned and looked at the river, the subordinate who swam over first just now disappeared, and there was no one on the riverbank at all.

It's actually a trap?

The riverside people who had just disappeared reappeared, and said to them the paragraph at the beginning of the copy, which meant that forty-nine heads were needed for the sacrifice.

It's just that now there is no one to kill in the village, Luo Ruiming looked at the subordinates around him, and asked Qianying to kill them all, but the number of heads was far from enough.

He took advantage of the fact that Qianying was still killing, and swam to the river with all his might. The distance that can be reached by stretching out your hand is like it will never change, and it cannot be touched in any way.

When the shadow killed everyone, the giant was only half shrunk, and there was no follow-up sacrifice, and the river began to churn again.

A huge wave knocked Luo Ruiming and Qianying Yiyi into the water, and everyone returned to the place where they had entered the dungeon.

******

Mo Nan, who didn't think of a way, took the two little cuties to wander around the village, there is nothing special in this village, and the villagers work every day at sunrise and rest every day.

When I talk to them, it's always those few words, how is this year's harvest, can I eat white flour steamed buns, and so on.

There is only one shop that sells steamed buns here, and although there are many delicacies in the space, the newly steamed steamed buns in this shop are steaming white, which makes people appetize.

Mo Nan bought three freshly baked steamed buns, and enjoyed them beautifully with the soy milk in the store.

At this time, a villager walked into the store and shouted, "Mr. Zhuge , come with two steamed buns." ”

"Okay."

When Mo Nan heard Mr. Zhuge four words, he laughed. Mr. Zhuge who sells steamed buns, does it have anything to do with that military advisor who knows a little bit about everything?

Xiaoxi suddenly asked: "Sister, is that uncle who makes steamed buns Mr. Zhuge who captures seven verticals?" Mr. Zhang told us this story, and Mr. Zhuge is very powerful. ”

"No, Mr. Zhuge of the Seven Captures and Seven Columns is a military advisor, how can he sell steamed buns here..."Mo Nan said, and stopped as he spoke.

Mr. Zhuge and steamed buns reminded her of an allusion about steamed buns.

It is said that the steamed buns were created by Mr. Zhuge Liang.

The reason for creation is the same as the copy they are in.

When the squad returned to Korea and marched to Lushui, he was unable to cross the river because of the unjust spirits in the river. From Meng Shu's mouth, he learned that he needed a human head sacrifice to be safe, and that there would be a bumper harvest in the coming year.

But Mr. Zhuge Liang believes that this is a vicious circle, the unjust souls that have been killed will accumulate more and more, and there will be no peace here, and the cost of using human heads as sacrifices is too great.

He came up with a way to have the soldiers slaughter cattle and sheep, chop them into minced meat, wrap them in flour, make them into the shape of human heads, and put them in cages to steam.

This kind of sacrifice is called "steamed bread", and then these steamed bread are taken to the edge of the water, worshipped, and then thrown into the water one by one. The dark clouds over Lushui immediately dispersed, becoming clear, and the river calmed down.

Since then, people have often used steamed buns as offerings for sacrifices.

However, because "head" and "head" are synonymous, people gradually call "steamed bread" "steamed bread".

When he first heard this story, Mo Nan's first reaction was that there should be stuffing in the steamed buns, and he had been deceived by the breakfast shop outside for so many years.

And then the second reaction was, what is the allusion to the bun?

Mo Nan told this story to the two little cuties, and didn't notice that the uncle who sold steamed buns nodded with satisfaction.

"Then we also use steamed buns as sacrifices, can we cross the river?" Xiaobei bit the white-flour steamed bun without filling and asked Mo Nan.

"Yes, it should be." She set her eyes on the white steamed bun in Xiaobei's hand, this doesn't seem to meet the requirements, why don't you make it yourself.

Since she couldn't use the machine house in the dungeon, she politely borrowed the kitchen from Mr. Zhuge who sold steamed buns. With two cuties, they started from the noodles and chopped the filling, and made steamed buns with filling.

In order to meet the requirements of human heads, each steamed bun is also spelled out with sesame seeds to create smiling faces.

After the steamed buns were steamed, the three of them ran to find the riverside people with great interest.

"Uncle, this is our sacrifice." Mo Nan handed over the steamed steamed buns.

"Okay." After the riverside people smiled and took the steamed buns, they set up the table and began to worship.

Then the people by the river began to throw worshiped steamed buns into the river, and the giant composed of unjust spirits began to slowly shrink, and finally disappeared after saluting everyone in the air.

"You can cross the river." The riverside man looked at the calm of the river and said to the three of them.

"Oh." Mo Nan took out a steamed bun from the space and gave it to the riverside people. "Uncle, this is for you."

Since one basket can steam fifty steamed buns, that one is extra, so I gave it to him.

"Thanks, there's a straw boat over there, you can use it to cross the river." The riverside man pointed to the grass in the distance.

Mo Nan was still wondering if he was going to swim over, but he didn't expect that there would be a boat to use. "Thank you, uncle."