A moonless night, the Yellow River in the middle of the night.

I sat at the bow of the boat, and could see nothing but the dark silhouettes of the distant mountains on both sides, and the occasional reflection of the water in front of me.

The messenger was swift and silent, and the air was quiet and silent except for the sound of the water breaking, and all my companions who entered the cabin were silent.

But I knew that in addition to our boat, another boat had followed, just behind us, and even the two messengers were like robots, even the frequency of the rowing oars was the same, and the sound of breaking water overlapped, but it was always slightly different.

The thought made me a little bitter, that the poor old men had been sent to this dangerous holy village, and that I hope they would have escaped because of us.

In the boredom, I played with the lighter in my hand, lit it, hoping that the slight light could dispel the slight heaviness and uneasiness in my heart, for the first time I had this experience of riding on a wooden boat at night on the Yellow River, I always felt that under the water, in the dark rear, there was a huge, dangerous thing following us, in the reflection of the firelight, I saw that the messenger did not know when he had removed the hat from his head, a face like a skeleton, the corners of his mouth were raised, this expression felt like sneering all the time, mocking me.

"Are my people alright? When will I wake up? I couldn't help but speak, his smile always gave me a sense of great conspiracy, but I couldn't think of where, I just instinctively worried about my companion.

"When you get to it, you can wake up naturally, since you dare to take you there, you naturally won't do anything on the road." I thought the silent messenger wouldn't answer my question, but he did, only with the corners of his mouth raised more sharply, and he felt a deeper mockery of me.

I didn't know what to say for a while, obviously we had the advantage before, and I wasn't afraid of him at the moment, but he had a condescending and always calm feeling.

In silence, the boat made a sharp turn and then became bumpy, the current rumbled like thunder, and we entered a section of the river with a rapid current.

I had never felt this kind of turbulence, it was difficult to sit firmly on the deck in an instant, and I could only barely stabilize myself by lying on the deck, but at this time, I vaguely saw that the messenger suddenly stopped rowing, stood steadily, turned to look at me, I was vigilant, and just as I wanted to make any movement, I saw his hand raised

What is he going to do? At this time, I had just stabilized my body and was about to stand up, when I smelled a strange sweet fragrance in the air, and as my breath warmly surrounded me, my body began to irresistibly produce a kind of sleepiness, and my consciousness began to blur I tried to bite my tongue to be awake, but there was no way to get rid of it.

I fell back on the deck, and a strange thought arose in my heart, is there a very powerful person in the Holy Village? The medicine was very powerful, and then, a thick tiredness enveloped me, and before I fell into a complete sleep, I heard the cold voice of the messenger.

"Since you are intent on coming to be sacrificed, I will naturally not stop you, but how can I let you know where we are."

I moved my lips to say something, but I felt the weariness from my body spread to my soul, and I inevitably fell into a deep sleep.

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This time the sleep was extraordinarily heavy, but the bizarre dreams continued one after another, for a while I dreamed that the original holy village was full of demons and monsters, and these demons and monsters turned out to be all the ones I loved to watch when I was a child, and then I dreamed that the master was standing in the misty holy village in rags, with a sad expression, I desperately approached him, but how could he keep a certain distance from me, how could I not get close

I could feel my sadness in my dreams, but my body had no experience of the outside world, and this depression made me struggle desperately, and then with this struggle, I suddenly opened my eyes.

My body was drifting, and in front of me was a green full of life, and the morning mist was shrouded in this greenery, just like the morning mist in the mountain village in the south.

"Where am I?" This was my first thought, and then I heard the constant moaning behind me, like the sound of waking up with a headache after a hangover, I subconsciously looked down and saw that it was a hard plank, and I suddenly remembered that I was stunned by the so-called messenger on the boat, and this memory made me suddenly turn over and sit up, but my head inevitably hurt a little.

"Chengyi." There was Brother Chengxin's voice behind me, and at this moment the curtain of the cabin had been pulled up by Brother Chengxin, who was standing in the cabin looking at me, and behind him were my friends who had woken up one after another.

Seeing that they all woke up, I was a little relieved, and then I took a long breath, looked at Brother Chengxin, who looked a little weird, and said, "We seem to have arrived at the so-called holy village. ”

Brother Chengxin didn't answer my words, but continued to maintain a strange expression and said: "The master of the medical word lineage, there is definitely a master of the medical word lineage, just by the taste, I can't even smell what the main medicinal material of this powder is, he cleverly used other flavors to cover up the taste of the main ingredient, I actually have the ingredients of this drug."

"Come on, when you get here, do you want to get some recipe? Let's save our lives first. At this moment, Xiao Chengqian also staggered to his feet and said a word to Brother Chengxin.

I guess they'll all argue the rest of the way, and don't bother to pay attention to them, but instead endure the headache and the vertigo caused by the slight drift of the boat with the waves, and begin to look at the surroundings.

Where we were was a small harbor with boats moored, and there was a long wooden bridge that stretched into the water, and the piles of the wooden bridge were tied to one small wooden boat after another, which looked like about twenty boats.

The water under the boat is clear and peaceful, and the river is not spacious, so it looks like a common river in the south

Behind the wooden bridge is a large tidal flat, but unlike the vast yellow earth in other places, this tidal flat is overgrown with green grass for some reason, even if it is late autumn, they are still green, just like the grass in the south, and it will not all wither in winter, it is still green.

Behind the tidal flats is a huge mountain range, as long as it is in sight, all of them are full of green, and there is no barren vicissitudes at all.

And the mountain range stretched until I couldn't see in front of me, and behind us were mountain ranges, but compared to that mountain range, the mountain range behind us was like a mountain range in the northwest, covered with layers of loess, it seemed vigorous and vicissitudes, and all the weirdness existed only in this mountain range in front of us.

The river stretched ahead, but it was also blocked by the mountains, and I don't know if it was a huge bend here, or if it was a lake because of the layers of mist

In general, we have come to such a place, surrounded by mountains on three sides, a calm tributary (it should be a small tributary of the Yellow River), one side of the mountain is like the southern mountains, and the other side of the mountain retains the style of the great northwest, strange contrasts and impacts, but the scenery in front of us is really not bad, and it is fundamentally different from the holy village in hell that I imagined.

At this time, everything was quiet, and I looked at all the boats, and there was a terrible silence in all the boats except ours.

"I'm so hungry." Hui Gen'er also came to the deck and stretched out, in front of me, this kid has never had any sense of crisis, and when he came to such a place, he thought of being hungry.

"Like, what does that mean? Leave us here and it's over? What did you bring us for? Xiao Chengqian also muttered dissatisfiedly, which made me feel strange, what does it mean to throw us on the boat?

I didn't speak, but bent down and washed my face with the clear water of the river, and the irritation of the cold water relieved my headache at once, and I felt that my thoughts were a little clearer, and then I stood up and said, "Anyway, let's get off the boat and have a look, I don't think they took us to a place casually, this is where the holy village is." ”

With that, I jumped off the deck, onto the long wooden bridge where the boat was tied, and prepared to lead everyone forward.

"The devil knows where that village is hidden?" Xiao Chengqian lazily squatted on the deck to wash his face, and said a word of dissatisfaction, but he also believed that we were not taken to a place casually, as long as we observed these 'welcoming boats' tied with big red flowers, we knew that this was definitely a port belonging to the Holy Village.

Then, everybody washed their faces and followed me onto the wooden bridge, and was about to leave, when I heard the sound of 'tick-tock' and 'squeak' coming from the mountains in front of us, and the sound was far away, so it was a little faint.

However, such a sound reminded me of the sound of a carriage or a donkey cart or something for the first time.