I was stunned and asked her why she was so sure. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Cong Shuya said: "Whether they are deceiving people or not, they must have a certain purpose, and it is impossible to offend me or make us suspicious before the purpose is achieved." The man also said that I am now in the same position as their chief or leader. As a leader, if I ask for something and is refused, will I still come to his so-called sacrifice? I think the place where they need me is the sacrifice. ”

I feel uncomfortable listening to the term sacrifice, from ancient times to the present, but all sacrifices must be placed on the tribute. It is not impossible if we cut it into slices or twist off our heads and put them on the shore as tribute, these uncivilized people in the deep mountains have always been synonymous with barbarism in my impression, or have experienced some things in this village, which makes me prejudiced. But this risk is not to be taken.

I suggested that I leave early the next morning and cut off contact with them as soon as possible. Brother Qiang said, "Let's not see how the old song is gone?" Besides, I don't know where the key to the Nine Souls Returns is, so we took this thing to the antique store to exchange some money?"

A few people gathered around and discussed for a while, but I didn't have a clue, I was already so sleepy that my whole body ached, and I lay down on the sofa and fell asleep immediately. On other people's territory, if you want to harm you, you can't do it, there is no need to take advantage of our sleep, so this sleep is still very peaceful.

When I got up and washed my face, Cong Shuya and the others had already cleaned up. The boy was waiting outside the door, and I thought to myself if you were here to spy on us or to serve us. I was very unhappy, so I stopped cleaning up and followed the boy out.

In the village, we were taken to an ancestral hall, and the old man stopped me when he came closer, and asked the young man with a gloomy face, "What do you mean by bringing us here?"

I think it's very strange, isn't this just an ordinary house, although it looks a little bigger, but there is no need to get angry, just ask if you have something to understand?

The young man turned around and said to the old man, "This is the ancestral hall, the elder said that you must want to see how the person who killed the monster died, let me bring you." ”

The old man's face softened a little, and I asked him what was wrong, and he said in a very small voice, "Hurry up and run if there is anything wrong, this place is too yin, and it is absolutely impossible to live in people." To say that the ancestral hall is reasonable, but even the ancestral hall will not be gloomy. ”

I nodded, and walked in five or six meters away from the boy. When I entered the inside, I realized what the old man said about the yin and sensible spirit, this ancestral hall is the place where the ashes are stored, and there are rows of high shelves, neatly arranged clay pots. I've seen these clay pots, and on the way to the tomb of the demon concubine, Brother Qiang smashed one, and as a result, a swarm of locusts flew out. My hairs stand on end, and I suspect that corpse hammer armor will fly out of these clay pots. Looking back at Brother Qiang, this lifeless lord didn't care about these clay pots at all, and his eyes were staring at the two white cloths in the middle of the ancestral hall.

I followed his gaze, and the white cloth looked like a patch of pork, and there were a lot of blood stains on it. I didn't want to see how miserable the sacrifice surnamed Qu was, but Brother Qiang walked over curiously and lifted the white cloth on it.

I was nauseated, and this death was too miserable. The whole person with the surname Qu was almost unable to see the skin, all of which were dry and hard blood. The face is better, not devastatingly damaged. But the body was miserable, almost one by one by the monster, the internal organs had flowed out of the body, and half of the intestines were still hanging aside.

I suspected that Brother Qiang had something wrong with his heart, so I didn't feel good when I opened it, so I took the white cloth aside. This time, I saw that the sacrifice surnamed Qu was missing a leg, but the wound should not have been bitten off, as if it was blown away by explosives, and the fracture was full of minced meat.

"Clever, look at his shoes. Cong Shuya's words immediately brought my eyes over, this is a pair of rubber shoes, the style is very similar to the kind of old farmer in the field, but the sacrifice surnamed Qu is not doing farm work after all, the style of this shoe is still very trendy, and the pattern on the soles of the feet is also more complicated.

"What's wrong with the shoes?" I didn't see any difference after looking at it for a long time, it was just one, but the other leg didn't know where to go, and of course the shoes weren't on my body.

The old man looked around at the clay pots, walked up to me and said, "We saw his shoe prints before, and they are the house where the people were hung in the water." ”

I was shocked in my heart, and tried to recall, it was indeed as the old man said, but I still couldn't believe it, "Is it a bit troublesome to enter from the beam, and it is obviously familiar with the road." But what is he doing there? ”

Before, I didn't want to see the death of the sacrifice surnamed Qu, but at this time, curiosity overcame everything, and I walked closer and took a closer look. One of the hands of the priest surnamed Qu was clenched tightly, I wondered if there was something in my hand, and turned my head to look around, several villagers were chatting outside the door, and their attention was not on us. I blocked it with my body, grabbed the hand of the priest surnamed Qu and wanted to break it open to see if there was anything inside.

I was almost tired and sweating, but the hand of the priest surnamed Qu was still tightly clenched. The old man looked at me and seemed to laugh at me for only using brute force. Gently pushing me aside, the old man grabbed the hand of the priest surnamed Qu, and the other hand pinched up and down his forearm repeatedly. After a while, the hand of the priest surnamed Qu really showed signs of loosening. The old man broke his hand, but there was nothing in his hand, only a dirty little dust.

The old man touched it with his fingertips, pinched his index finger and thumb together and twisted it for a while, and whispered to me, "We will get rid of the villagers in a while, and we have to go to the house with footprints to see, Lao Qu will not go there for no reason to play for a while." ”

Brother Qiang grabbed the white cloth and covered the sacrifice surnamed Qu again, and said something in his mouth. I know Brother Qiang best, and the words in my mouth are definitely not the undead of the medicine that surpasses him, maybe I am there to greet his eighteenth generation ancestors.

As soon as I turned around, Cong Shuya was already at the door, facing the old man and saying something. I pushed the old man and signaled him to pay attention to Cong Shuya's movements at all times, and another turner would be gone.

Cong Shuya chatted with the old man for ten minutes, and then came back with a disgrace. I asked him what the old man had told him, and Cong Shuya said, "The old man wants us to talk to the side, but I can't refuse, and I can't agree, so I can only perfunctory him to come and call you." ”

The old man said, "Even if they have any conspiracy, it is definitely not now, let's just listen to it." ”

There was an antique room next to it, with a round table and a few chairs. At first glance, it looks like an old object that is some years old. But these are secondary, and what intrigues me is that there are several portraits of people hanging in the house. Two of these portraits I recognize.

"Monk Daoyan, this is the demon concubine. How can there be a portrait of them here. Brother Qiang couldn't help but talk quickly, and the old man asked the old man how there were their portraits on the wall without waiting for a few words of greeting.

The old man's face was a little hesitant, but he still gritted his teeth, his expression was very proud, and he said to us as if he was very bullish, "These people are all Miao people." Including us, we are all Miao people. ”

"Miao?" I feel very strange, the Miao are a people who have maintained their original form well, but the people in this village are not different from us except for using the Nine Souls as ornaments.

The old man smiled, "The Miao people are not Miao, the Miao are part of the Miao people, but not all Miao people are Miao." The Hmong are nothing more than a branch of the Hmong people. I listened to the tongue twister-like words, and I was confused. In fact, the outside should have thought a long time ago that the Daoyan monk must be inextricably linked with the Miao people, even if he heard the old man say this at this time, he didn't feel strange.

I don't know much about the demon concubine, but I know that I heard it from the old man. But God said in disbelief: "The demon concubine is Queen Xiao, why is he also a Miao person?"

The old man nodded, and Brother Qiang asked on the side, "Then who is this?"

The portrait is also a monk, which is exactly the same as the mural we saw in the tomb of the demon concubine. We only know a little story, and many things are still speculation, but the old man doesn't want to say more, "I just say what you know, and it's better to listen less to what you don't know, it's not good for you." After speaking, he looked at Cong Shuya, "Even if it is a Xuannu, it is best not to know in this regard." These people are the pain of Miao people again and again, every time Miao people are born, it will inevitably bring us great hope, but in the end we are disappointed. ”

I looked closely at the portraits on the wall, and there were a few that I could associate with some people, but I also knew that my guesses must be untenable, and the chances of being correct were very slim.

The old man took out another Nine Souls and handed it to Cong Shuya, "You should keep this thing, the old ancestor once said that only two together can play the role of a key." Cong Shuya took it in a daze, and said something in her mouth, she must take good care of such kind words.

The old man told us that the Nine Souls should try not to take it out in front of outsiders, because the leakage of the news will cause trouble for themselves. We were going to ask what was the trouble, but the old man made a haha to divert the topic.

I knew that it was inconvenient for the old man to speak, so I stopped asking. After drinking tea for a while, the old man left Cong Shuya's phone. The old man said that we could leave at any time, and the villagers would never force it. However, he repeatedly warned Cong Shuya that he must come when he received a call, which was a big opportunity for Cong Shuya. Cong Shuya smiled at the old man, but I could also guess what Cong Shuya was thinking.

After chatting for a while, the old man always wanted to play the old man's words, but the old man was about to become a refiner, how could he be asked by the old man to ask for something valuable, and the four of us had to leave in a huff.

After walking a few alleys, Brother Qiang kept looking back to make sure that no one was following him, so he ran towards the empty house happily.

The string of entrails in the yard was gone, and it looked like someone had cleaned it. Brother Qiang put his head at the mouth of the well, and while looking at it, he said, "If you can't clean it, you will throw it into the well." ”