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Due to the continuous natural barrier of the mountains, Yuan'an Village was once an isolated paradise, and the people in the village were simple and industrious, leaving early and returning late, living a life of male farmers and female weavers.

This kind of life is ordinary and tranquil, especially the villagers are kind and simple, they live in harmony, and the whole village is full of happiness and joy.

But since 50 years ago, a group of people from outside the village who can fly to the sky and escape like gods, their arrival has shattered the peaceful and peaceful life of Yuan'an Village.

When I first saw this group of people, the simple villagers offered them as gods and warmly entertained them. But the purpose of this group of people is to take away the children in the village, saying that they want to sacrifice to the immortals.

The smaller the child, the better, especially if it is a newborn baby.

As soon as they heard about the sacrifice, the villagers immediately understood its meaning and sent their children to die, but they naturally disagreed.

But helplessly, the villagers are just first-order mortals, first-order ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens, and this group of people is immortal cultivators, in their eyes, the villagers are just a group of ants, it is good to be happy, and they are unhappy, they will kill the villagers with a wave of their hands, like killing chickens, and there will be no mercy and sympathy at all.

In the eyes of the villagers, what kind of gods are these people, they are clearly devils who kill people like child's play!

The long-term peaceful and peaceful reproduction of Yuan'an Village has made this village develop to a large village with as many as several thousand households at its peak, and since this group of immortal cultivators entered the village to plunder children, the prosperity of the village is not there, showing a plummeting decline.

This group of immortal cultivators can be divided into two groups with different costumes, obviously from two different sects, and they unscrupulously take away children, causing a devastating blow to the village.

In order to avoid this disaster, many villagers moved their families to climb mountains and wade through rivers, but without exception, they either died in the mountains or were exterminated by this group of immortal cultivators for disobeying the will of the gods.

This made the villagers panic, and since then Yuan'an Village has entered a dire situation!

Many young villagers who have just married choose not to have children in order to prevent their offspring from suffering this catastrophe, so they plunder and do not have children at the same time, which makes the number of children in Anyuan Village drop sharply, so that there are no children at all.

This made this group of immortal cultivators very angry, and they killed adults without children, threatening them with ruthlessness.

The villagers had no choice but to give up not having children, but every time they handed over their children, the cries and cries in the village shook the earth.

However, most of the villagers are not afraid of death, and if there are no children, there will be no inheritance, which is equivalent to stifling the continuation of their incense.

It is conceivable that this part of the people will be punished by this group of immortal cultivators, but it is this that stimulates the blood of the whole village, and they would rather die than give in.

This group of immortal cultivators did not dare to really kill the villagers, otherwise they would only have a dead end without children, so they had no choice but to compromise and promised to take only two children from the village every month.

But even so, it has brought disaster to Yuan'an Village, in the past 50 years, the village is not as prosperous as before, there were as many as a few thousand households in its heyday, but now there are only about 100 households, and if this continues, Yuan'an Village will die out in less than ten years.

And the saddest thing is that in the past 50 years, it is not only the village that has changed, but also the hearts and minds of people.

Fifty years ago, the villagers were simple and kind, they lived in harmony with each other, there was never any major conflict, and even if there was a conflict, both sides would back down.

And at that time, families hardly closed their doors, and no one waited at home, they trusted each other so much, and there was never any theft in each house.

Now, it has completely changed, and there is no trust between the villagers.

Families do not open their doors widely, but almost close their doors, and some people who go out to do farm work will put a big lock on the door.

The current situation began 20 years ago, when a villager accidentally obtained a century-old He Shou Wu in the deep mountains and presented it to one of the immortal cultivators.

The hundred-year-old He Shou Wu was of great help to the monks below the seventh order of the karmic realm to improve their cultivation, and this immortal cultivator was very happy, and exempted this family from providing children, and switched to another household.

As the saying goes, there is no impermeable wall, and this matter quickly spread in the village, and the strange thing is that most of the villagers did not accuse the family of immorality of the treasure donor, but had evil intentions, some were looking for heirlooms at home, and some went up the mountain to find medicine to honor the immortal cultivators, so as to avoid disasters.

This wind of corruption has bred and prevailed, some people have good things, some do not, in order to prevent people from stealing, and began to fortify each other, since then the villagers are simple and kind and trust each other's wind is gone.

And what's more serious is that every family is close at hand, but they have become old and dead, and even if they meet, they just walk away in a hurry with just a few words, and some directly bow their heads and say nothing, pretending not to know.

But fortunately, there is a custom that has been handed down, that is, every time before the child is provided, the villagers will make a big sacrifice and pray for blessings, the purpose is to pray to the heavens, hoping that such a disaster can end as soon as possible.

However, their prayers never seem to work, and they still have to give away two children every month, but they never give up.

The sacrificial prayer represents the voice of the whole village, so the sacrifice naturally becomes the whole village.

Almost every family visits the shrine, and the two families that need to provide their children for the month slaughter pigs and cows for the gods to feast on, praying that the gods will bring blessings and avoid calamities.

This day is the day of the monthly sacrifice, and if the seven days after the sacrifice are normal, the child will be taken away.

The sacrificial site is in an open space in front of the village, and an altar nearly ten meters high is cast in front of the clearing, and the table above the altar is placed with pigs and cattle that have been killed for a short time.

Next to the altar, an old man and a middle-aged man were lighting incense and worshipping, thinking that the two of them were the protagonists of this sacrifice.

And in front of the desk, one was dressed like a witch.

Her mother-in-law, with her unkempt hair, was shaking her handbell, shaking her head, dancing and swinging, and reading words that no one else could understand.

And under the altar, the hundred villagers stood quietly, waiting for the wizard's instructions.

After the witch finished the ritual, she picked up a bowl of water on the table, recited it a few times, and then flicked a few drops on the old man and the middle-aged man like an orchid finger, and said in her mouth:

"The gods bless, the gods dew their bodies, go to the dust and remove disasters, and the law of ten thousand security guards!"

After flicking off half of the bowl, he sprinkled the remaining half bowl on the villagers under the altar.

Some villagers were incredulous, and the strong man used his mouth to catch the spilled water, which was very funny.

After that, the witch made an orchid gesture and said to everyone:

"This Heavenly Master has sued the Yellow Destiny and blessed all sentient beings, and now the sacrifice to the heavens begins!"

"Sacrifice, gods, pig's head first!"

On the altar, the old man and the middle-aged man lifted the red brocade lid on the pig's head, while the witch on the side pointed to the chicken blood in the bowl next to it, and then waved it on the pig's head, wrote an unknown symbol, and then shouted:

"Kneel!"

The old man and the middle-aged man, as well as the villagers under the altar, knelt down to worship one after another.

After three kowtows, the witch shouted again, "Rise!" and the crowd stood up, but their faces were reverent, and there was no disdain in them.

"Sacrifice, god of the earth, oxtail town!"

After speaking, the old man and the middle-aged man both held up a cow's tail, and then respectfully placed it behind the pig's head.

And the witch did the same and put a few drops of chicken blood on the ox's tail whiskers, and then cried out:

"Kneel!"

When he saw that the people knelt down and put their heads on the ground, he said:

"The Book of Heaven, Begin!"

When the words fell, everyone closed their eyes and began to pray silently, especially the old man and the middle-aged man on the altar, who were extremely pious.

Seven days later, if God does not bless them, it means that their children will be taken away by the immortal cultivators, so at this moment they want to move God with the most awe-inspiring heart.

"Up!"

After waiting for a while, the witch spoke again.

"Heaven has sent an edict, and the revelation is coming!"

Her shrill voice, like a requiem, made the villagers awe-inspired.

As soon as she finished speaking, the witch became nervous again, and at this time she was seen dancing again and whispering in her mouth.

In fact, I don't know how many times she performed, since her grandmother, she repeated this performance from generation to generation, if not for anything else, but because the witch's relatives were able to avoid providing for children.

Although it didn't work out every time, the villagers were still convinced, because they didn't want to give up the little hope they had for their children to avoid death.