Watching the villagers talking and laughing and nailing the corpses into "scarecrows", the faces of the cultivators on the roof suddenly turned bad.

This is a kind and simple villager who helps others!

This is clearly a group of crazy people who are not in their normal hearts!

In the rice fields, more corpses began to be found by the villagers, and without exception, all of them were nailed into bloody "scarecrows", which were extremely bloody and cruel to look at.

And these corpses are all cultivators who strayed into the field yesterday.

There were more than a dozen of them.

It turned out that the "scarecrows" that were planted in the field before were what kind of scarecrows, but the corpses of people who had always died in this cannibalistic rice field.

It's just that because they were far away before, they couldn't see it clearly, so everyone, including Fang Zheng, subconsciously regarded the puppet form nailed to the field as a scarecrow.

When people see a puppet dressed like a human in a field, they usually think of it as a scarecrow at first sight.

And the cultivators who have always died in the fields are not only one or twenty!

There are too many!

Further out of sight, there's more!

The so-called peaceful life like a paradise, everything is just a deliberately whitewashed cannibalistic weird world!

Where in this world is there a real paradise.

That's just people's naïve imagination and being deceived by illusions at the beginning.

Beneath the mask of this calm world, great horrors are slowly being revealed.

"If they can see the bodies, why can't they see us? They must be pretending not to see us! Yes, yes, they must be pretending!"

"But if they're pretending not to see us, then what is their purpose?"

Looking at the strange behavior of the villagers, more and more people began to stir up and discuss, and everyone's faces were gloomy and solemn.

The cultivators from all over the world, who had originally treated the villagers with kindness, began to show ruthlessness at this time, and their fierce faces were revealed one by one.

"Hmph! How can there be so many purposes, according to my opinion, these villagers are crazy people in the first place! Only crazy people are so excited to see the corpse, and there are also jokers who nail the corpse up as a 'scarecrow' to drive away birds and wild boars! But there are only dead people here, where are the birds and wild boars, not a group of crazy people with paranoia, what is that?!"

Some people also called the villagers a group of resentful ghosts who went crazy after death, and they couldn't use ordinary people's thinking to interpret the logic of their behavior.

However, there were other voices of discussion in the crowd.

"I don't think these villagers are necessarily pretending, this is originally a world of dead people under a huge tomb, so the dead can only see the dead, and there is no need to make too much fuss, right?"

This view was echoed by more people.

"Makes sense. ”

"I don't think these villagers look like they're pretending, it's impossible for the whole village to pretend to be like that, right? Even if they're ghosts and not people, they're too perfectly disguised. ”

The disagreement between the two sides is that the number of people is half and the number is half, and they both feel that their analysis is correct.

"At present, these villagers have no ill will towards us, and their interest in corpses is only nailed to the farmland as 'scarecrows', and has not developed into evil corpse-eating or special uses. Regardless of whether they can see us or not, as long as these villagers do not take the initiative to provoke us, we should not take the initiative to provoke these villagers to avoid unexpected changes. ”

"Yes, that's right, let's not divert the core issue! We want to enter the mountain safely, as long as these villagers can really open the way for us, it doesn't matter if they can see us or not, and what plans to use the corpses! None of us should take the initiative to provoke these villagers, otherwise we will be enemies of everyone!"

After saying this, these people from different interest groups and evil intentions soon unified their ideas, and the most important thing at the moment is to find the way into the mountain first, and everything else is secondary.

During this period, Founder did not participate in the discussion from beginning to end.

Because his eyes were always on the old man who came from the same room as him, intending to look for flaws in the details, and his face was always with a look of contemplation.

At this time, the old man, like a very ordinary farmer, bent down to harvest grain with his back to the loess facing the sky. The ridges cleared out of the back of the village are also getting longer and longer......

The number of cultivators gathered began to increase, and everyone's faces were excited.

Just as Fang Zheng was carefully observing the movements of the old man and villagers, there was a chaotic sound, interrupting Fang Zheng's thoughts.

Fang Zheng just looked in the direction where the voice of the dispute came from, but in the next second, there was a little strange look on his face.

It was actually the three people who were touched by the big stone on Fangzheng's chest during the day, and at this moment, with a blue nose and swollen face, with an accomplice organization, were interrogating one by one on the roof.

"Have you ever seen a man who behaves strangely and likes to use his chest to break a big stone to touch porcelain and rob?"

These people are looking for Fangzheng.

what？

I think you're weird!

Touching porcelain by breaking a boulder on your chest, are you sure you're not telling a bad joke?

While these people were still looking for Fangzheng......

"Ahh

Without warning, a scream, like a smashed mirror, broke the peace of the village.

What's going on?

Everyone thought that there was a killing of each other among cultivators, but it turned out that things were not so simple, and they saw that the villagers who had been harvesting crops in the farmland outside the village all put down their farm work and ran back to the village in a panic.

At this time, everyone knew that the previous scream did not come from among them, but from the villagers in the village.

Immediately, his face was serious.

Is the plot finally about to unfold?

The villagers rushed back to the village, as if they were looking for something in the village, but after the night, the villagers did not find what they were looking for.

It wasn't until the last dawn that the villagers looked anxious, gave up the search, and hurriedly went back to their houses to sleep.

Bang!

The villagers locked the gates.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The rice outside the village, which had been cut down, was actually restored to its original state, and the road up the ridge of the mountain that had finally appeared was once again submerged in the golden sea.

Seeing that the road was gone, the cultivators who stayed behind exploded! What the hell is going on with these villagers, why are they so nervous when they hear the screams, and they seem to be afraid of the day?

"Could it be that these villagers are not afraid of the day, but of the night after dark?" Faced with this unexpected scene, the rest of the people began to discuss and exchange information.

"You must know that the living habits of these villagers are exactly the opposite of those of the living. In their eyes, night is day, day is night, and they are afraid to enter the village after 'night'!"

This conjecture was quickly confirmed by most people, who believed that it was the closest conjecture to the truth.

"Damn! The way into the mountain, seeing that it had appeared, suddenly all these ghosts ran back to the village, and everything was gone!" someone yelled angrily.

"Could it be... The screams we heard were the key to the plot?" the others guessed.