Li Lin was chatting with Liu Jiale, when he saw Liang Jun running quickly from the woods with half of his face covered, spreading his hands at Liu Jiale, and said vaguely: "Paper, is there a paper towel?" ”

Blood flowed out from between Liang Jun's fingers, and Liu Jiale hurriedly handed over the wet wipes, "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?" ”

Liang Jun's face was ugly, and he wiped it clean before saying, "The weather is too hot, and it's a little hot." ”

Han Li happened to come out of the woods when she said this, and he didn't react when he heard it, but just glanced at her meaningfully.

Liang Jun looked away when he touched his gaze.

Her face was still feverish, and she had seen everything she shouldn't have seen by the lake, and she ran away instead of seeing his back.

It's just a voyeur of his name, and he still has a nosebleed on his body!

It must be too hot.

In the afternoon, several people split up, Liang Jun took the photo and went door to door to find Liang Ye, while Li Lin took Liu Jiale and Han Li around the village, the village was too small, and they ran into Liang Ye again in the evening.

Liang Jun didn't find anything in the afternoon, and everyone in the village hadn't seen Liang Ye, so she was in poor spirits and looked sad.

Li Lin ran to her with some excitement and said, "Miss Liang......"

"My name is Liang Jun."

She sat down next to an old stone mill, weak and weak.

Li Lin's enthusiasm continued undiminished, "Liang Jun, we just heard from the villagers that there are some interesting things tonight. ”

"Oh, what is it?"

Liang Jun was not enthusiastic, and asked as if he was coping.

Li Lin and Liu Jiale glanced at each other before answering Liang Jun: "It is said that there is a demon subduing ceremony." ”

The corners of Liang Jun's mouth twitched, "What to descend, Voldemort?" ”

Liang Jun splashed this basin of cold water too hard, Li Lin was injured, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, Liu Jiale said: "We just want to join in the fun, the picture is fresh, Liang Jun, have you ever seen the demon subjugation ceremony?" Surely not. ”

Liang Jun shook his head.

"That's right," Liu Jiale said, "The villagers here still have their own beliefs, which are different from those outside. ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Han Li, "Han Li, what do you say?" ”

Han Li nodded, "Whatever you want." ”

Liang Jun didn't continue to object, and it was not interesting to object, she began to think about leaving here tomorrow in her head.

The so-called "demon subjugation ceremony" was held in a place called "Quan" in the south of the village, and when Liang Jun and Li Lin and their party arrived, many villagers had already gathered.

The crowd surrounded a square and a half-person high platform, there were five stone pillars on all sides of the platform, and there were gear-like things on the stone pillars, and a circle of candles was lit around the platform, Li Lin and Liu Jiale were a little excited, took out their mobile phones to take pictures, Liang Jun stood in the crowd, and his expression slowly sank.

She looked carefully at the platform, on which was covered a white cloth, and the four corners of the white cloth were fixed at the foot of the stone pillar, but the bottom of the white cloth seemed to be empty.

It is said that this is what the villagers of Nanjia Village believe in, and this is the "spring".

Han Li's gaze fell on the "Spring", and he couldn't help but frown.

After a while, the crowd automatically gave way, and someone escorted a woman in a strange white costume to the ruins, and when she came to it, the woman bowed her head and knelt in front of the "spring".

Liu Jiale looked a little stunned, Li Lin took his mobile phone and turned on the video to point at the woman, Liang Jun was silent, and after a while, he grabbed Han Li's sleeve sideways.

Han Li looked down at her.

She turned her face sideways to meet his gaze, "This demon slaying ritual doesn't seem right......

Han Li's gaze glanced at the woman kneeling there, and it was rare for him to speak his mind directly.

"It seems to be a human sacrifice."