Brother Masakawa dragged me to the edge of the mountain almost without thinking about it.

Behind that stele, the mountain wind blew so hard that I could hardly believe that there would be such a strong wind on an early summer night.

Moreover, it was only on the edge of this rocky mountain, and it did not spread to other places.

Due to the slope, there is no difference between this edge and the edge of the cliff, and with the strong winds, it is impossible to stand firmly on this side.

Brother Zhengchuan pulled me to lie on the edge of the cliff together, and he whispered to me: "The aura here collides very strongly, this is not an ordinary wind." ”

The turbulent wind blew my hair, and Brother Zhengchuan's words were also blown intermittently, although I heard it clearly, but I only stayed in the mountains for three years, and I didn't know as much as Brother Zhengchuan.

I just feel that for a long time, the things that have been firm and unmovable in my heart have been blown away little by little in this wind, and I have come to believe that there are really some things in this world that are not what we know, and that this world is not rotating in the way I think, and there are many things that may only stay in the very rudimentary stage of human exploration.

However, we locked our eyes with this primary, and did not change the angle, some of the things we have mastered are not just the so-called rules of heaven.

And the rules look at the entire universe, and there are many laws of operation.

I lay silently on the edge of the cliff, but my mind was thinking of these things haphazardly, but my thoughts were interrupted in the next moment, because suddenly there was a bright place in the village.

That place is the location of the 'pig farm' in the village.

The place where Brother Zhengchuan and I were lying on our stomachs was almost in a straight line with the pig farm, forming a strange connection! I was surprised to find that there is actually a road to the top of the mountain.

If it weren't for the top of this mountain, you wouldn't have found this 'road' at all, because there is no difference in the vegetation from the bottom of the mountain, and only from this angle can you find that if you walk along this line, the vegetation on the slope opposite is much sparse and low, and there are even traces of deliberate artificial cover-up.

"Brother Zhengchuan, that's a road." I couldn't help but tell Brother Masakawa what I found.

"I found out, and, look," Masagawa pointed not far from us, behind the treacherous trees with spreading branches, a low bush was blown up by the wind and rolled aside.

What does this mean? It shows that this shrub was planted in a hurry, so it was so easy to be blown up by the wind.

Why would the people of this village cover a road like this?

I had a lot of questions in my mind, but I saw the brightly lit pig farm, and many people poured into the empty dam!

These people are almost all the people in the village except for children, after all, I have been wandering around this village for two days, and I still have a general idea of how many people there are in this village.

The previous hissing sound was weird enough, except for the reason for the middle of the night, those who are familiar with killing pigs know that it is not a sound that a pig can make at all!! If you pierce the night sky like this, at least five or more pigs would have to make such a roar!

That is, more than five pigs are dragged out of the fence to have such a neigh!

"Even if it's a pig, you feel it before you die, right? I haven't seen a pig be able to be quiet before it was tied. Brother Masakawa seemed to have said something irrelevant.

But anyone who sees what we see now will definitely feel this way.

Because in that brightly lit yard, twelve neatly arranged pigs were dragged out of the fence, and now they are tied up on the 'board' dedicated to killing pigs, humming and waiting for the final fate.

Killing a pig may be just a very ordinary thing, but if it is made into a 'ritual', then it will become extremely weird.

Right now, in front of the twelve pigs, there was an altar, and in front of the altar, three high incense sticks had been lit.

The incense candles were not normal, the colors I had seen, but a strange dark red in the light, like the color of the soil on the top of the mountain, like dried and coagulated blood!

On the altar I am sure there is a black statue all over, but to see clearly what this statue is at this distance, that is something that only a god can do.

At this moment, in front of the altar, there stood a naked man with his upper body, in the bright light, I could see his gray hair, he was holding a bowl as big as a basin, I could only understand it as a bowl, because it was a complete bowl shape, muttering something in front of the altar.

I believe that the sound of the sacrifice should be very loud, otherwise I would not have been able to hear a faint sound from such a distance.

Unfortunately, the mountain wind here is so strong that even such a sound is blown to pieces, and I can't hear the slightest fragment of this sacrifice.

Brother Zhengchuan and I looked at this qiē silently, if we weren't stupid, maybe we could all know that the abnormality of this village could almost be 'settled' at this moment, because killing pigs in the middle of the night can still find a reason to explain, and killing so many pigs can be ignored!

But before the pig was killed, almost the entire village of men and women poured in, plus such a solemn 'sacrifice', which is definitely not something that ordinary villages can do.

I don't talk about going down the mountain anymore, although there is a saying that 'curiosity kills a cat', and even a cat with nine lives can kill it, which shows how important curiosity is. But it seems to be a kind of human nature, if you are not curious, how can you keep moving forward and exploring? I'm human too, and I'm also curious to figure out what the hell is going on?

Fortunately, the time of this sacrifice is not long, and every qiē seems to be a familiar thing that cannot be more familiar, so the people in the courtyard are so 'orderly' when they do every procedure.

Including, the prayer of one person, the common prayer of all people, the timing of prostration, the timing of prostration, the timing of prostration, as if it were a set procedure, I suspect that who is standing in what position, these people are also very familiar, right?

Otherwise, why would the people of such a chaotic village stand in a phalanx silently during the sacrifice, without the slightest mess?

After the collective prostration, the sacrifice is over!

The old man with the bowl as big as a basin placed it under the first pig, and took a few steps back and stood still!

At this time, a sturdy man stood up and yelled, "Kill! ”

Then eleven equally sturdy men stood out, raising their butcher knives in their hands almost at the same time, and then stabbed into the neck of the tied pig almost every second!

'Poof' I seem to be able to hear the sound of blood splattering, at the moment when the knife is drawn, this is almost the most barbaric way to kill pigs, there is no treatment, this is the moment when the knife is drawn, the blood splatters out.

The men took a step back, but there was still blood splattered on them, but they seemed to be numb, just standing numbly, looking numbly!

There is no cleaning with clean water, and there is no basin to catch the blood, as if only this most primitive blood splash can experience the cruelty of this killing.

Even though it was just killing a pig, my heart also tightened into a ball, as if at this moment, I couldn't even hear the roar of the pig!

"It seems to be deliberately gathering some evil energy! If you are killed like this, even if it is an animal, even if it is a pig" Brother Zhengchuan licked his lips, and he could still calmly analyze a matter at this moment, which was also a very powerful psychology.

I can't, I kind of want to close my eyes, but that's just the beginning!

When the pig's blood was almost released, and the whole yard was almost bleeding, the first man to shout to kill stood up, I didn't kill the pig, and I don't know if the pig was still alive at this time, I just saw the man take out a bigger butcher's knife, and suddenly roared, and then the butcher's knife mercilessly threw away the pig's belly, and then the big hand reached into the belly of the pig, maybe it was still hot!

Then, as soon as I saw him pull, and then with another roar from him, a whole pig's heart was pulled out of the pig's belly and held high above his head! Then he was thrown into that large bowl

The old man stood up wordlessly, holding the bowl, and continued to walk in front of the next pig, and the second man stood up

It's still repeating the first man's movements, and my heart is tight when I see it, why do you use it in this way? Could it be that as Brother Zhengchuan said, he is gathering a trace of so-called evil energy?

At this time, Brother Zhengchuan's hand unconsciously closed on the ground, clutching a ball of dirt on the ground, as if only in this way could his heart be calm, he said: "In fact, whether it is a human or an animal, if it is an unnatural death, the resentment at the moment of being killed is the heaviest, and if the way of being killed is particularly cruel, then there will be a trace of evil in the resentment." ”

I listened to Brother Zhengchuan's analysis, and the current scene is still repeating itself and I don't want to watch it anymore!

In order to divert my attention, I had to ask, "What's the use of being angry?" ”

"Usefulness? That's a lot of evil qi that can break a qiē aura, and if the evil qi is sacrificed in a special way, it may be absorbed in such a way, I just heard Master vaguely mention it once. In short, the result is that if a spirit body is evil, it is very powerful. But I need to sort out the cause and effect of this. Brother Zhengchuan's brows became tighter and tighter.

But an inexplicable thought appeared in my heart, and I blurted out almost without thinking: "Break any aura? Are there some guys who want to break the repression? ”

When I said this, my heart was cold, and something called responsibility boiled my whole soul at once.

Brother Zhengchuan turned his head to look at me all of a sudden, and once again there was the same expression when I was saying that the stone tablet was alive and I was stunned for a moment, why do I feel very strange!

But at this moment, the whole mountain suddenly shook, and at least I felt a very pronounced tremor - as if a dead heart had begun to beat again!