"Then do you know the later story?" Ma Daquan looked at Shuqing, he knew that the eldest sister in front of him didn't believe him, the blood sacrifice has always been a dark secret in this town, and which family should hand over a child to the blood sacrifice is decided by lottery, he knows that this tradition has lasted for many years-

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"In order to let their souls rest in peace, hundreds of years ago, the people of this town decided to sacrifice the blood of the boy to the ghosts locked in the Valley of the Immortal on September 9 every year. The ritual was cruel and only the patriarch and the priest could participate, they poisoned the 3-year-old boy to death, then placed his body on the stone in the valley, and then cut the child's wrist and let the blood flow down the valley. They thought that this would allow the soul to rest in peace, not to make trouble, not to let any more women in the village go crazy, and at that time only women went crazy, and they went crazy, and then brutally killed their own children. ”

"It's ridiculous. It's foolishness. How could there be such a foolish sacrifice, a blood sacrifice, and the blood of a 3-year-old child. It's terrifying, how is this possible? If there is, it's just a legend!" Shuqing stood up and exclaimed. She had never heard of this, never, but An Xiaowen asked her, yes, An Xiaowen asked her, and she said that Longmen Mountain was very famous and there was an immortal valley.

"And they only pick children born at 7 and 7. ”

"So, you think, you think—"

"I think someone started this cruel ritual that had been going on for many years. Someone. Dongzi was born in the 7th of the Yue Chu and 7th, and Du De was born in the 7th of the Yue Chu, and now both of them are missing. ”

"But that was a legend from many years ago, hundreds of years ago. How come?"

"Mark was also born on the 7th of July, and his younger brother was also born on the 7th of July. I want you to help me take him away, and I thank you so much, big sister. I have no other relatives in this town, and I know that your family has always been close to ours, and I want you to do me a favor, whether it's a legend or not, or just a guess, but for now I want Mark to leave the town and wait for that day to pass, or when Hu Sheng and the others go back to the city, I'll pick him up. ”

Shuqing looked at Ma Daquan, she didn't believe in any blood sacrifice, she definitely didn't believe it, someone should have used this legend to create panic in the town, but who would do it. Who is it?

Ma Daquan didn't come up with any useful information, except for the legend that has been passed down for a hundred years, there is nothing else, oh, and the fat man from the city, I heard that the fat man found out that Du De was missing.

They said that it was almost dawn these days. Shuqing stood up and rubbed her somewhat stiff knees, she was not young, she didn't know if she could help Ma Daquan send Mark away, she had a very bad feeling, a very bad feeling.

"I'm going to wake up Mark, maybe we'll be able to go now," she said, looking up at her watch. "But Boss Ma, I don't believe that there is such a thing as a blood sacrifice now, this kind of thing didn't happen when I was a child, and it is impossible for such a stupid thing to happen now, but I will do my best to send Mark to his grandmother's house. I don't dare promise you anything else!Alright, you're going to have to get out of here after you've told Mark, I'm going to clean up, it's getting dawn. ”

Hu Sheng lay beside Li Zhen, he reached out and touched her face, and put an index finger under her snort, breathing steadily. That strange tornado swept away his beloved pants, which he had worn for years, and all the colors had faded. But he was reluctant to throw it away, it was Anxin who bought it for him, not the woman in front of him. He sat up slowly, lowered his head, and looked carefully at the woman sleeping next to his pillow. "Zhenzhen-Zhen-" he called to her softly. But she just rolled over and didn't answer him, he knew she was sleeping deeply. He gently and carefully got out of bed, grabbed the shorts that were placed on the chair next to the bed, put them on randomly, and then put on the number plate vest and t-shirt. After he got dressed, he turned his head to look at Li Zhen, who was lying motionless, her chest rising and falling slowly and rhythmically.

Hu Sheng grabbed the cotton silk shirt he put on the back of the chair, and walked lightly towards the wardrobe, Li Zhen on the bed moved, and the mat made a stabbing sound. He stopped, turned his head to look at her, and he paused for a moment, then gently opened the closet door, though his movements were very light. But the wardrobe, which was already some years old, still squeaked, and he immediately stopped his movements and turned his head to look at Li Zhen, but she still didn't react. Then, he reached for the bottom of the closet and quickly and accurately found the black notebook.

After closing the closet, he quietly walked out of the bedroom, through the hall, opened the door of the stove, and then walked out of the house through the back door of the stove.

There was a cistern behind the stove, but there was not a drop of water in the pond, but it was filled with fallen leaves and weeds, and Hu Sheng sat down on the edge of the pool. Looking up to the west, where the stove room happened to be in the west, he thought he could see the Valley of the Immortals. As a child, he used to see his mother sitting on the edge of this pool. Sometimes she scooped water to wash sweet potatoes or pigweed, sometimes she washed vegetables, and sometimes she sat quietly here, her eyes staring west. One day, when he came home from school and wanted to go to the stove room to drink some cold water, he found his mother sitting on the sink crying, he didn't know why, but he saw a cut on his mother's arm. He knew his dad must have beaten her again. He beat his mother like the brutes in the town beat him, and he swore to himself that he would take her out of this hellish place. However, it didn't take long for his mother to send him away and send him to a place where he didn't know anyone. Then he gradually forgot about the hatred, the hurt that the town had caused him and his mother. But did he really forget? Did he really forget? He held up the black notebook he found in the closet. To the west, the sky turned from black to gray. He knew that in a little while, it would be dawn.

"Honey, honey, look, open and see, what good things have you done?" said a voice that seemed to come from the distant valley of the undead. But Hu Sheng knew that the voice came from his head, the voice of peace of mind, the voice of peace of mind, the voice that had been hidden in his head.

"Peace of mind, you know, I didn't mean to. I never meant to. Hu Sheng looked at the black notebook and muttered to himself.

"Of course, I know, dear, I know," the voice said.

"I miss you so much, I really miss you!" Hu Sheng found that he missed his wife so much at the moment, the wife he met in college, not the stranger lying in bed at the moment.

This time, the voice didn't respond to him. (To be continued.) )