On a makeshift platform, three tall men were dancing with strange pictures and texts painted on them. This is a dance given to them by the black fire sacrifice, saying that it can please the gods.

After Ning Xin watched it, he didn't feel anything strange, but he felt a little strange and incongruous.

After the dance, there were people on the stage again, several men and women dressed in tattered clothes, surrounded by several beasts played by villagers, through understanding, Ning Xin knew that this was a recreation of the scene when the god of fire first appeared.

Just as the villagers were about to be devoured by wild beasts, a man appeared dressed in a flaming garment. Needless to say, he knew that he was playing the god of fire at the moment.

This performance is similar to the drama he has seen, although it is very rough, but Ning Xin is watching it with relish.

After the play ended, the surrounding area suddenly became lively, because now you can eat.

The so-called celebration, summed up, is just four words of eating, drinking and having fun, and they are eating and drinking at the moment.

All kinds of delicacies are in front of you, and whatever you want to eat, you can sit down in front of any table, and no one will stop you, and the scene is extremely lively.

After eating and drinking, Ning Xin originally thought that this would be the end, but it didn't.

Following the crowd, he came to a clearing, and then he found that on the opposite side, there were several arrow targets.

With Han Lao's shout, more than a dozen men with bows and arrows walked in front of the arrow target and stood a hundred meters away from the arrow target. Uncle Han is also among them.

This is because it's going to be an archery competition.

Just as Ning Xin thought, Hanjia Village was backed by mountains and forests, and if he wanted to survive, this archery technique could not be lost no matter what.

After some competition, Uncle Han won the first place with the target red heart, which is also the seventh consecutive year that he has won the first place.

As a reward, he got the hardest bow in Hanjia Village, the Demon Shooting Bow!

Although it is called the Demon Shooting Bow, it is not actually a magic weapon, but just an ordinary longbow with a special material. Very few people were able to pull this bow, and Uncle Han was among those few people.

Time passes, and the days get darker.

Now it's time for dinner, thinking about the delicacies eaten at noon, Ning Xin couldn't help but lick his lips, not knowing what to eat tonight.

However, Ning Xin was indeed expecting wrong, there was no dinner to eat tonight, because the villagers of Hanjia Village were going to be baptized by the God of Fire!

Although he is not from Hanjia Village, Hanjia Village is not xenophobic, and he only helped Hanjia Village get rid of the tiger demon not long ago, so he has also obtained the qualification to be baptized together!

In front of the Flame Temple, more than 100 villagers, young and old, knelt on the ground and offered their highest rituals to the God of Flames.

Careful Ning Xin found that Uncle Han and Aunt Xia, who were in front of him, did not kneel humbly on the ground, but knelt and sit, although they looked like they were kneeling, but they were completely different.

But on the surface, it can't be seen, if Ning Xin is not behind them, he really can't find it.

At this time, Ning Xin finally knew why Uncle Han would drag him to the back of the crowd before kneeling.

After thinking about it, Ning Xin simply stopped kneeling, sat back with his buttocks, and sat on his knees like Uncle Han, and suddenly felt much more comfortable.

Originally, he didn't have any devotion to the so-called gods, and he knelt on it before, just because he didn't want to be too conspicuous and attract the hostility of the villagers in Hanjia Village, but now, just kneel and sit, and no one will find out.

After a while, Ning Xin heard the footsteps and was immediately a little surprised: At this time, who else dared to walk around so blatantly?

Looking up, under the firelight around the Flame Temple, Ning Xin saw a person walking out of the temple, dressed in a robe embroidered with flame graphics and texts, with a majestic demeanor, and at a glance, he knew that it was not an ordinary person.

The firelight flickered, and Ning Xin couldn't see his face clearly, but he could guess that there was only one person who came out of the Flame Temple at this time, and that was the sacrifice of the God of Flames - Black Fire!

Seeing the black fire, Ning Xin's eyes became cold, and he snorted slightly coldly to express his dissatisfaction, this black fire is full of morality on the surface, but in fact, he doesn't know how bad it is in his heart.

The previous Qiancheng County Order was so embarrassed by him because of this black fire, if it weren't for his immortal body, I am afraid that he would become a villain who steals the credit of others, and even the more than fifty taels of silver would not even want to get it!

For such a person, how can he have a good face?

However, now that the true face of the black fire has not been exposed, it is not easy for him to have an attack, otherwise, he will be isolated from Hanjia Village, and he may not be able to move an inch in this Hanjia Village at that time.

Therefore, in desperation, Ning Xin could only secretly swallow this grievance, and could only wait for the opportunity to attack again.

However, what Ning didn't expect was that even if he intended not to conflict with Wuhuo now, Wuhuo would not let him go, and a battle was inevitable after all!

"O believers of the God of Fire, the great God of Fire will grant you the blessing and glory of fire today!

I have to say that this black fire does have some ability, and one sentence has aroused the enthusiasm of many villagers and made them cheer uncontrollably.

"However, before that, the Great God of Flame must first clear the cruel demon clan that has infiltrated us!"

Suddenly, the black fire turned sharp, his face turned cold, and cold light continued to leak from his eyes.

Ning Xin felt a sigh in his heart, especially when he saw Wu Huo staring at him coldly, his heart was even more uneasy!

His goal is himself!

However, although he was a little uneasy, Ning Xin was not too worried, because he knew that he was a human race, not a demon race transformed from some grass, wood, insects, and beasts!

However, many villagers were not like Ning Xin, after hearing the words of the black fire sacrifice, they were in an uproar, noisy and shouting, and the scene was chaotic.

"Whatever you argue, shut up the old man!"

Suddenly, a neutral voice came from the crowd, it was the voice of the old village chief.

The crowd finally quieted down, and the old village chief walked up to the Black Fire Sacrifice, bowed his hand, and asked, "The Black Fire Sacrifice said that there is a demon clan mixed into my Hanjia Village, I don't know who that demon clan is?"

Everyone's ears were pricked up, and it was clear that they were also very concerned about this issue.

Wu Huo was very satisfied with the old village chief's question, nodded and said: "Actually, you don't need to say that everyone can guess, three days ago, a person suddenly appeared in Hanjia Village, but the next day there was a tiger demon, and then that person fought the tiger demon alone, but unscathed, don't you think it's strange?"

"This ······"

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on Ning Xin, who was at the back of the crowd.

Ning Xin's heart sank, looking at the suspicious eyes in the eyes of the villagers, and sighed in his heart: Things are not good.