Ge Zhuang gently put his mouth to my ear and whispered, "Little pumpkin, this guy can't be playing a witch spell on Uncle Heza, right?" Chen Yun said before that the ethnic minorities of this generation in southern Xinjiang understand witchcraft! I whispered in response, saying don't be foolish, where else in this world are there any witch spells, this girl pretending to be a ghost is no different from a magic stick under the overpass.

I asked Ge Zhuang to continue looking, and under our bewildered gazes, the priest of the Li tribe had already stopped, walked up to Uncle Hesa, and asked him something in a strange voice.

Ge Zhuang and I couldn't understand these words, but Uncle Hesa, who was also a native of the country, knew for sure, but he could only smile weakly, his eyes were bloodshot, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out a thick bloody phlegm, which happened to fall on the priest's face and sprayed it squarely.

The priest immediately jumped to his feet, and pointed at Uncle Heza and chattered all about birds, which I could not understand a word, but judging by the muscles of his contorted face, he seemed angry.

Uncle Heza also said something to the priest, in the same language, which I didn't understand, but I could clearly feel the excitement of the crowd in the audience, and they all raised their torches and roared loudly, as if they were letting the priest burn him!

I knew in my heart that in the hands of these barbarians, Uncle Hesa's fate was destined to be sad, but I was not able to save him, and I was curious about how these Li people would deal with him, whether they would be burned at the stake, but who knew that the Li priest made a very strange gesture, and took out a sharp stone cone carved out of stone from his side, and drew a blood pattern in the shape of a "ten" on his forehead.

At the same time, the Li people in the audience cheered one after another, as if they were witnessing some great miracle, and everyone's face showed fanaticism and a certain morbid sense of sacredness.

"What the hell are these guys doing?" I had countless questions in my heart, and I couldn't take my eyes off Uncle Heza who was trapped on the wooden shelf, and when I saw that he hung his head, he had lost the strength to struggle, and could only be hung on it as if he were fate, and my heart was tight.

After all, Uncle Hesa's whole village suffered this misfortune, and we are also partly responsible for it, I am very hesitant, if I let him go, it will make me feel uneasy, but what do I do with this situation now? Is it possible to rush directly to save people?

That would only put me and Ge Zhuang in it, I was very anxious, I didn't know what to do, and at this time, Uncle Hesa, who was tied to the wooden frame, began to twitch all over, as if he had gone crazy, the muscles on his face were twitching one by one, and he was shaking at a high frequency, just like someone had a small motor machine installed in his body, the frequency of trembling became more and more intense, and his face was twisted to deformation, and he began to howl wildly.

"Little pumpkin, what's wrong with him?" Ge Zhuang leaned into my ear and whispered, saying that this special mother is unscientific, could it be that she really fell into the demon law?

I was also full of doubts, I really couldn't figure out what was wrong with Uncle Heza, it seemed that he didn't encounter anything other than what the Li priest had sprinkled on him at the beginning, why did Uncle Heza suddenly do this?

On the altar, Uncle Heza's screams rose higher and higher, as if he had been thrown into a steel-making furnace, and the screams tormented my nerves and made my brow jump.

I was very sad and indignant in my heart, except for being greedy for money, Uncle Hessa had not done any wrong, why should an innocent person suffer such pain?

What's even weirder is that Ge Zhuang and I don't know why he's in such pain!

"Haha......" The priest of the Li tribe admired the beating nerves on Uncle Heza's face with great satisfaction, and even laughed.

Soon, two sturdy Li men came up to Uncle Heza, untied all the ropes that had tied him, and then stood up and walked into the grotto behind the altar with a numb face.

Uncle Heza had fainted from the pain at this point, and only his limbs were still twitching nervously, and everything seemed so weird.

About two minutes later, the two Li people walked out of the grotto again, whispering something to the Li priest, who nodded, then turned around and slowly left the tribe, along with the pious Li villagers, who followed behind the priest as if chasing the stars and the moon.

"That's the end of it?" Ge Zhuang blinked, feeling that the sacrifice process of the Li people was too ridiculous, and couldn't help but gently push me on the shoulder, and said Do you see any signs?

I smiled bitterly and said that I am not from the Li ethnic group, how do I know what tune they are singing? Let's go, everyone is gone anyway, let's go into that grotto and take a look, if Uncle Heza is still angry, we must rescue people.

After the firelight gradually left and all the Li people walked away, Ge Zhuang and I stood up cautiously and lurked outside the grotto with small steps, but the two of them were stunned and hesitated for a long time, you look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to go in.

Ge Zhuang said, "Little pumpkin, I think this special mother is very weird, shouldn't there be monsters in this grotto?" "I said, can you shut up, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and save people, don't delay!

Uncle Hesa's condition was not good, and I couldn't delay at all, so I had no choice but to go to the depths of the grotto.

This grotto is relatively long and narrow, and the stone wall is carved with a lot of strange map paintings, I turned on the flashlight and scanned it, and found that it was all bent and ghostly drawings, and there was no actual content, and it was not like words. The surface of those pictures seemed to be soaked in blood, and under the beam of the flashlight, it looked abnormally oily, and the smell of blood seemed to permeate the grotto, which was disgusting, strange, and a little more sinister.

Bai Sensen's stone wall made me subconsciously feel that this was not a good place, so I quickly grabbed a flashlight to look for it, and soon, I found Uncle Heza curled up in a ball in the corner of the stone wall, and quickly ran over with Ge Zhuang and pushed on him, "Uncle, can you still hold on?" ”

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Ge Zhuang quickly unscrewed the kettle he was carrying, dripped some water, and landed on Uncle Hesa's face covered with blood clots.

After dripping into the water, I saw Uncle Hesa's eyelids blink slightly, and soon opened his eyes, and was about to ask him why he fell into the hands of these Li people, but who knew that after opening his eyes, Uncle Hesa actually opened his mouth suddenly, and directly squirted out a mouthful of viscous black slime, if I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have almost sprayed him head-on.

"How are you?" After I dodged the blood, I quickly shook Uncle Hesa's arm, but before my fingers could touch his body, my arm suddenly grabbed me from behind, and exclaimed, "Little pumpkin, don't touch him, something is wrong." ”

I hurriedly asked what was wrong? Ge Zhuang didn't speak, but directly turned the flashlight to the mouthful of black blood spurted out by Uncle Hesa, I looked back, but saw that there were a lot of flocculent things in the sticky and bloody blood clots, and when I got closer, those "flocculents" could still move, so I quickly took a stick and poked them, and soon found that among the sticky blood clots, there were actually small worms like earthworms, which were squirming slightly on the ground.

What is this Nima!

I was so sick to my stomach that I wanted to squirt out all the overnight meal, when Ge Zhuang pulled me again, I looked up and saw that his face was blue, and the corners of his mouth were twitching and throbbing, "Little pumpkin, look...... He, why did he start to grow worms? ”