When Qin Wuming said the sacrifice of the living, the villagers surrounding the ancestral hall showed expressions of fear at the same time.

The villagers are not stupid and understand what it means to sacrifice a living person, which is a sacrificial ritual to treat people as three animals and throw them into the river.

However, although the villagers all showed fear, their expressions were also significantly different.

Among them, most of the men and middle-aged women were just a little scared and fine, but some young women were all the time frightened, especially a few good-looking ones, and they were nervous and trembling.

Many people know that the sacrifice of living people is either a boy or a young woman, so those villagers who felt that the sacrifice could not fall on their own head quickly regained their composure.

However, Qin Wuming noticed that all the older villagers, including the village chief, seemed to have thought of something, and as soon as they heard about the human sacrifice, their eyes suddenly widened, and their faces turned pale, even more frightened than those young women.

Qin Wuming pretended not to see it, but then spoke: "As long as these three points are achieved in the sacrificial ceremony, the river god will no longer harm people, you can arrange it." ”

The old village chief trembled, and his heart should have nothing to do with the previous incident, and he hurriedly asked: "Little sir, I don't know what the specific sacrificial method is for human sacrifice?" ”

Qin Wuming sneered in his heart, but on the surface, he still said casually: "Doesn't the village chief know about the sacrifice of living people?" ”

The old village chief's heart trembled, and he stammered: "Know...... I know one thing, but I don't know if I want a boy or a girl to worship the river god, or a yellow flower girl? ”

Qin Wuming waved his hand and said meaningfully: "The newborn river god doesn't want a boy or a girl, let alone a yellow flower girl, as long as an old man who is over half a hundred years old." ”

As soon as these words came out, those young people in the village all breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Qin Wuming's words, especially those young women, and there was even some surprise in their eyes.

However, when the old village chief and several old men heard this, they immediately glanced at each other, and their eyes showed a thick look of horror, and the crotch of one of the timid old men was wet all of a sudden.

The old village chief hurriedly said: "Little sir, the sacrifice has always been for boys and girls, or yellow flower girls, why do you use old people now?" ”

Qin Wuming asked rhetorically: "Didn't the old village chief find out that the six villagers who died in front of him were all old people who were over five years old?" ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned at the same time, and then realized that the six people who were killed by the river god were really all old people, the youngest one was fifty-six years old, and the oldest one was almost eighty years old, and there was no young man or young child.

"Could it be that the river god is only interested in the old ones?" One of the villagers couldn't help but say.

Qin Wuming looked at the villagers who spoke: "You are right, this river god from your village is indeed only interested in the old, not the old." ”

"Hou Sheng, don't lie to people, there is a reason for the old man to sacrifice the living!" At this time, an old man with a mustache and a melon-skin felt hat on his head, about fifty or sixty years old, retorted.

Qin Wuming turned around, looked like an old man, and said with a smile: "Sacrificing to the river god is a major event in the village, I don't have to lie to you, besides, I have the honor to be the sacrifice of the river god, but fortunately, not only can I solve the affairs of the village, but also bless future generations, what are you anxious about?" ”

The old man with the eight-character beard turned pale, and he was speechless for a moment.

The old village chief still frowned, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "In this case, the old one is the old one, and we will choose someone to worship the river god as soon as possible." ”

As soon as the old village chief spoke, the other old guys didn't have much to say.

However, at this moment, Qin Wuming stretched out his hand and shook it at the old village chief and said, "Old village chief, don't worry, one person is not enough, you have to be three people." ”

The old village chief's eyes widened suddenly: "Three people? ”

Qin Wuming nodded: "Yes, as I said earlier, the first ceremony of sacrificing to the river god must be solemn, and only the three of them can do it." ”

The faces of several old men became even more ugly, and they all looked at the old village chief.

The old village chief wanted to ask again, but Qin Wuming waved his hand and directly blocked his mouth: "Okay, I've said everything I should say, you can do the rest, there are not many old people in the village, you can decide the specific candidate old village head." ”

As soon as he heard Qin Wuming say this, the old village chief didn't want to ask any more, his face was very unnatural, and he sighed secretly, nodded and said, "This is ...... All right. ”

Qin Wuming also snorted and said, "As soon as possible, don't delay the ceremony in three days." ”

The old village chief stumbled and almost fell on the ground, but in front of everyone in the village, it was difficult to refute anything, so he could only wave his hand helplessly, let people disperse first, and hurry up to prepare other things needed for the sacrifice.

There are only about 300 people in Dahe Village, but in fact, the number of old people is not much, and now there are only a dozen people left.

The remaining dozen or so old people, in addition to the old village chief, are either elders with some prestige in the village, or helpers of the old village chief, or the ancestors of the family.

To put it bluntly, none of them are ordinary villagers.

To select three people from among these people to sacrifice to the river god, the old village chief will not mention that it will be difficult for him.

After the villagers left the ancestral hall, the old village chief also said goodbye to Qin Wuming, and then beckoned those old people to go to his house.

Seeing this situation, Qin Wuming didn't react much, and after everyone left, he sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and didn't know if he was asleep or thinking about other things.

After a while, a dozen old people all came to the old chief's house, and when the old chief saw that all the people had arrived, he quickly closed the door and closed the window together.

"Village Chief, do you really want to choose three people from among us old fellows to worship that river god?" As soon as the doors and windows were closed, the bearded old man couldn't wait.

"What kind of sacrifice to the river god, it's not to throw people directly into the river and drown, I don't think it's a river god at all, eighty percent is still that water ghost!" Without waiting for the old village chief to reply, another very obese old man said.

The old village chief's face sank: "Old man Wang, don't talk nonsense!" ”

The fat old man Wang snorted and continued: "What, do you really believe the words of that descendant? Have any of you ever heard of the sacrifice of the living to use us old fellows. ”

The old man with the crotch of his diaper also popped his head, looked around, swallowed his saliva, and then lowered his voice and said, "Then the future life, could it be that you know about the incident fifty years ago?" ”

When the other old men heard this, their eyes suddenly widened, you look at me, I look at you.

The old village chief took a deep breath and said, "Impossible, then the next generation will be in his twenties at most, how can he know what happened fifty years ago." ”

The old man in the crotch of his diaper said, "Then why is he targeting us old guys?" ”

The old village chief frowned, "This thing is really strange, but what can be done now, whether it is a water ghost in the river or a river god, they all want the lives of our group of people." ”

Old man Wang suddenly scolded angrily: "It's not you yet, you wanted to sink that woman into the water back then, if you listen to me and burn that girl's piece clean, there won't be today's matter." ”

When the others heard this, they immediately tensed, and the old village chief hurriedly made a silent gesture and shouted, "Shhh Be quiet and watch out for being heard! After a pause, he said, "None of us have seen anything in the river, and it doesn't have to be that girl." ”

Old man Wang snorted: "It's not for her, who else can there be, she has died alone in the river, it must be her." ”

The other old men looked at each other again, and then the old man with the crotch of his pants spoke again: "It's useless to say this, let's think about what to do now, do you really want to choose three people from our people to come out and sacrifice?" ”

The others fell silent again and looked at the old village chief: "Village chief, what do you say?" ”

The old village chief thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "There are two ways to solve this matter. ”

The old man hurriedly asked, "What's the way?" Let's talk about it. ”

The old village chief glanced at the old people present and said, "Either do what the latter said, and any of you who volunteered to be the living person of the sacrifice should stand up now." ”

No one spoke, looking at each other and hiding with their heads bowed.

The old village chief shook his head and said, "It seems that no one wants to die, so there is only another way." ”

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the village chief, but the old village chief did not wait for them to ask, but continued: "We have changed the method of using our sacrifice, and we will use virgins or yellow flower girls. ”

The old man hurriedly said: "I'm afraid it won't work, everyone in the village now believes in the next generation, and besides, the village chief, you also agreed before, how can you change it?" ”

The old village chief showed a sinister smile and said, "I have a way, I can change it." ”