To be honest, the pillar is not light, and if an adult like Ning Yuan is called, although he can carry it, his movements will drag the mud and water to some extent.

But judging from Amin's movements, she has long been accustomed to it, and she has been polished strong and strong day after day.

But she was supposed to be a little woman who needed someone to take care of her.

Jiang Futing saw that she had already started drying her clothes, so she had to sit down again, swinging the chair one after the other, observing her appearance when she was drying her clothes.

The white light fell on Amin's back, on her hanging clothes, and faintly even on the clothes, as well as the evaporated water vapor on her forehead, like a painting.

If life in the village is all there is to it, quiet and peaceful, that's fine.

Every house is full of cooking smoke, in addition to the green shade of the mountains and forests can be full of people's fireworks, it is best to have birds, such a large mountain, except for poultry and wild beasts, not even half a bird, always feel like something is missing.

I don't have that sense of dynamism.

Just thinking that even such a slightly weird peace was exchanged for the lives of the sacrificed people every month, Jiang Futing had mixed feelings in his heart.

His mind suddenly popped up in his mind, and he overheard the conversation between Jiang Li and Wu Xiu'e not long ago.

If one day they know that the mountain gods they have always admired, regard human life as a mustard, and do not want to help them, and how to get more souls, they are actually no different from the chickens, ducks and geese kept in captivity in their own yards, and they may be slaughtered one day by themselves.

So what will happen to them?

What kind of faith can make them so willing to entrust everything to them, even their lives and souls.

As his thoughts drifted away, Amin's back of drying his clothes couldn't help but blur a little, and he sighed lightly with some incomprehensible emotion.

And when she had just finished drying her clothes, and stooped down to pick up the basin on the ground, she seemed to hear his sigh.

It's just that his voice is so low that it is a little illusory, and he thinks that he is a mute, he should have heard it wrong, but when he got up, he inevitably looked at him curiously.

Jiang Futing didn't dodge, and smiled at her calmly and decently.

Amin was just curious at first, but when he looked up, he saw him smiling at him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

She probably hasn't seen this young man smile for so many days, and she has always thought that he has a more autistic personality because of his own defects, and Li Yu, who lacks tendons, may not have seen a mute, and thinks it is rare, so she plays with him every day.

Usually no matter what you eat or do, you have no sense of existence, and sometimes you even eat in the room, most of the time it's the same as not having this person.

I was more impressed when I took him to meet his classmates, and I only remembered that this young man was not only very handsome, but also had a bad temper.

Now that it's the first time I've seen him with such an attractive smile, even if she's in her thirties, her heartbeat will miss half a beat.

"What do you want to tell me?" Amin is not a teenage girl, knowing that he will not laugh for no reason, he quickly sorted out his confused thoughts.

Jiang Futing stopped rocking the chair

, looked at her the same, nodded generously in acknowledgement.

Ever since he knew that these two people had an idea about the village, Amin had been keeping an eye on it, but it wasn't used every day to doubt them.

It's to worry about them, in case something is accidentally discovered, or offend a family and come to the door to find trouble, or when they can hit the south wall and leave willingly.

Now that I see this person who doesn't communicate much, I still have something to say, and it's definitely not an ordinary thing.

She reacted smartly and shook the basin in the direction of the house: "Then go to the house and say, I did a morning of work, and I died in the sun outside." ”

Jiang Futing nodded and picked up the crutches, followed her slowly, waited into the house, and closed the door.

"Bang dang!" Once again, the living room was swallowed up by darkness.

Amin instinctively turned around and wanted to open the door, but his hand was grabbed, and he didn't understand his intention for a while, so he couldn't help asking, "Why are you closing the door?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't let go immediately, he was very rational and silent for a moment, then cleared his throat and said lightly: "Sister Amin." ”

The sound is deep and magnetic.

Amin almost jumped up in fright when he heard the voice, staring at him with a ghostly expression.

Her ability to see is just the ability of ordinary people, and when the door is closed, it is black for her.

At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in her ears that she had never heard before, and it was undoubtedly like a burglar in her house.

It's just that her hand is still being grabbed, and after she was frightened, her emotions settled down a little in her only thoughts, and she realized who the person who had just spoken was, and it turned into another kind of fright.

She jerked her hand back and exclaimed in disbelief, "You can talk?!" ”

After saying this, he reacted that he was talking too loudly, and covered his mouth tightly.

Jiang Futing had thought about it several times in his heart before, but because the later matters might need to be communicated directly, he didn't plan to hide it anymore.

He turned on the living room light slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've been lying to you." ”

His eyes suddenly lit up, and Amin looked at the magnified angular face in front of him, and he didn't come back to his senses.

Except for her surprise, she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, "No! Then you...... Why do you have to pretend to be dumb...... You're just here to get into this village...... Then you foot! ”

She spoke incoherently to the back, and suddenly something came to mind.

Jiang Futing immediately spoke: "The injury is real. ”

He didn't want to say much about the cause of the injury, but the fact that he could talk alone was enough of an impact for Amin.

She walked to the table with a somewhat messy step, took a glass of water, and drank it in turmoil.

After waiting for a long time, she barely calmed down: "Then what do you want to ask, you suddenly don't want to pretend in front of me, there must be something you want to know, right?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing couldn't deny it, sat down and looked at her deeply, seeing that she was so uncomfortable that she felt a little numb, before he spoke: "I want to know a little about the mountain god." ”

When the word mountain god is mentioned, Amingang

The sitting posture, which was still a little loose, suddenly became much more restrained, and her nails kept tapping the edge of the cup, and asked softly, "What do you want to know?"

"What I want to know most." Jiang Futing did not sell Guanzi, and mentioned word by word: "It is a sacrifice."

As soon as he had finished speaking, the room suddenly fell silent, and all the sounds seemed to be drained out suddenly.

The incandescent light on the ceiling suddenly jumped down, flickering and flickering, shining on Amin's somewhat pale face, bright and dark, as if something was about to come out from underneath.

She lowered her eyes and said with some difficulty: "Why do you ask about this, you find and take away the person you are looking for, knowing too much will not do you any good."

"What if all we have to do is have something to do with sacrifice?" Jiang Futing said bluntly and indifferently.

Amin looked up sharply and looked at him in disbelief.

Sacrifice?

Didn't they come looking for someone?

Wait a minute!

She suddenly remembered the last time a few people had been in the living room to talk, and they didn't seem to say it explicitly, that they were just here to take someone away.

It's just that she subconsciously thinks so, after all, several people are students, and she instinctively thinks that their classmates were abducted, so she came to save people.

She couldn't hide the uneasiness and panic on her face, and she almost crushed the cup in her hand: "What do you want to do?" Didn't you come looking for someone? The sacrifice is something related to the mountain god, and the stranger shouldn't know about it in the first place! If you have the idea of sacrifice and anger the mountain god, it will be fatal! ”

She said that the emotions became more and more uncontrollable excited, this kind of excitement is a competition with more than enough strength to persuade people, and she can't persuade people to get back her frustration and helplessness, as well as her own fear.

If she knew that they were not only paying attention to the sacrifice, but also wanted to lift the so-called mountain god, she would probably die in fright.

Jiang Futing was not in a hurry, and began to ask sideways: "Sister Amin, have you ever seen the mountain god?"

Amin was also a trafficked person, who had been educated in socialism for more than 20 years, and was originally an atheist in earnest, but after being beaten by the village, he believed it even if he didn't believe it.

Since there are such ghosts all over the mountains, how can it be impossible for the mountain gods.

It's just that if you see it, since people are gods, how can ordinary people like them see it.

She knew that Jiang Futing must have questioned the existence of God when she asked this, so she hesitated for a moment, and finally answered honestly: "No."

"Since I haven't seen it, how can I see that the sacrifice is really sacrificed to the gods." Jiang Futing deliberately pushed his remarks in a direction that was contrary to theirs.

"The sacrifice is real! I told you before that if it weren't for these sacrifices, the fifteenth day! As Amin said this, her eyes grew a little frightened, as if she had seen the consequences with her own eyes.

"The whole village is going to be in a desperate situation!"

"Is it because of those things at night?" Jiang Futing asked indifferently.

"Those things?" Amin was stimulated by his light tone and didn't know what to say, and only people who had never experienced the beating of reality would mention monsters.

I don't think it's credible.

She was afraid that he would really do something that he couldn't think of, so she persuaded her with good words: "Jiang Ting, let me tell you, the things that float outside at night are real!" If it weren't for the sacrifice to the mountain god, this village wouldn't even have this moment of peace. ”

"You sacrifice, and the mountain god will suppress ghosts for you." Jiang Futing got the answer to her suspicions all along.

"That's right." Amin nodded, his voice a little muffled.

It's just that the words have already been said here, instead of squeezing the toothpaste, it is better to finish it yourself.

She rubbed the cup in her hand back and forth with an embarrassed face, and finally sighed helplessly, and said softly:

"I actually...... I also listen to the gossip of the people in my village. Almost ten years ago, there was a fire in this mountain forest, no one knows how the fire started, and the whole mountain was burned down, and thousands of people in the mountain died at that time, and the houses were burned down, and only about 100 people who went out were lucky to survive. ”

The word fire made Jiang Futing almost sit still, and even his breathing was a little undetectable, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

His body seemed to be back in that illusion in an instant, all around him was surrounded by monstrous firelight, his cold skin was burned to the point of melting, and even the sound of words in his ears became a little unreal.

So what he sees is not necessarily a vision, but a reality.

"Jiang Ting." Amin sensed that something was wrong with him and suddenly shouted.

(End of chapter)