August 20, noon.

The Sheep Festival in Xianyang Village was held on time.

There was a man standing in front of Qin Manjiang and Liu Jingqing, and after listening to him, Liu Jingqing's face turned pale and looked at him in disbelief: "You are committing a crime!" ”

This man's name is Chen Rui, and he is the one who was chosen by the rabble to tell Qin Manjiang everything and ask for help.

He gave a complete account of what happened on the night of 19 August, including how he picked Li Rong, how he grabbed her in the ancestral hall, how he controlled her, and how he put a sheep's horn on her and put on a sheepskin.

Including the last ...... Li Rong, who had already successfully turned into a sheep, disappeared strangely.

The shocking incident made Liu Jingqing unable to believe that this was actually happening in this era.

"I ...... I know, but everybody has done it since ancient times! I can't help it...... We can't ......."

Chen Rui's body was trembling, but as he spoke, his emotions began to get excited.

"The village is favored by the fairy sheep, but it is also cursed by the fairy sheep! We can't live without that...... Do you see...... This village, these floor tiles, the food, the population, those houses...... It's all given by the fairy sheep! ”

"When I was a child, my family could only smell meat once a month, and I was poor...... Worse than death! Chen Rui's eyes flushed with excitement, "Isn't it just murder?" Isn't it cost-effective to kill a person in three years and make two wishes if you kill a person? ”

Chen Rui's speech made Liu Jingqing creepy, and she realized what kind of place this was.

Suddenly, a firecracker made Liu Jingqing tremble.

She turned her head to look, and it turned out that while they were talking, the Sheep Festival festival presided over by the head of the Wang family, Wang Ju, had officially begun.

When the three people stood in the corner of the square and looked, the village had already set up dozens of tables of dishes, large and small, and the black sheep raised by every household were also brought out, and they were allowed to eat first on the table.

The sound of firecrackers, the sound of sheep, people's eager cheers and discussions, the speech of the head of the Wang family holding the microphone, at this moment in Xianyang Village, the scene is lively and weird.

"If what you said is true, when the lottery selects the winner in a while, who will play the role of the person who incarnates as a fairy sheep?" Qin Manjiang didn't seem to care much about Chen Rui's story just now, and just continued to ask, "Li Rong, who was concocted into an immortal sheep by you, is missing, so who is the immortal sheep that appeared today?" ”

"It's not missing! It's become a ghost, she's asking for her life! Chen Rui trembled, "You see, Uncle Chen is dead, and Zhang Yang, who is as big as us this morning, is also dead, and ...... You don't know, our peers who guard the ancestral hall are also dead! They're all dead! ”

"You said you had a way, you had to save us!" Chen Rui's eyes were red, and in the fierce sound of firecrackers, he stepped forward and grabbed Qin Manjiang's collar, "I don't care if you are a liar or someone who can really exorcise ghosts, you said that you have a way, if you pretend to be stupid, we will definitely kill you first!" ”

"Oh?" Qin Manjiang was a little taller than Chen Rui, and although he grabbed him by the collar at the moment, he still stared at Chen Rui condescendingly, and said, "If you don't let go again, I will tell everyone else about the way to avoid Li Rong's revenge, but I won't tell you." ”

"Or, tell your friends that as long as they kill you, Li Rong will stop taking revenge," Qin Manjiang squeezed his hand, slowly took it down, and straightened his collar, "Do you think they will believe it?" ”

Chen Rui's face turned pale and he couldn't speak.

Qin Manjiang was expressionless, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "Asking for someone shouldn't be this attitude. ”

He brushed his hair with his hand and looked at Liu Jingqing: "Let's go." ”

Chen Rui just wanted to say something, but saw Qin Manjiang turn sideways slightly, and said, "Go back, I promised to help." ”

Liu Jingqing also came back to her senses, and hurriedly followed Qin Manjiang, not even looking at Chen Rui when she passed by.

"Mr. Qin, we ...... Don't need to ask him? Liu Jingqing asked.

Qin Manjiang glanced at her suspiciously, didn't she always call herself Classmate Qin?

It's not a big deal, though.

Qin Manjiang shook his head and said, "He has made it clear enough about the cause and effect, and now the question is who is the immortal sheep that replaced Li Rong." ”

He looked at the "fairy sheep" who was being carried by people and sitting on the float and was slowly coming, and he also had doubts in his heart.

"I ...... Actually, there is a problem. Liu Jingqing said in a low voice.

"Really?" Qin Manjiang looked at the float and responded, "What kind of problem?" ”

Liu Jingqing also followed Qin Manjiang's gaze to look at the floats, the sound of firecrackers, and cheers, which were incompatible with the terrifying rituals that were carried out behind the scenes of this village, she thought for a while and said, "If that ghost ...... The sick sheep referred to by the strange talk is Li Rong, I think...... She had no reason to kill us at all. ”

She turned her head to look at Qin Manjiang: "All the people who died now are the people who have harmed her in the past, we seem to be ......"

"Last night, the toilet." Qin Manjiang simply mentioned two words, and Liu Jingqing stopped talking.

Qin Manjiang didn't turn his head to accuse her of anything, just calmly looked at the float that was slowly being carried over, and said: "What is certain now is that although Li Rong is missing, the deceased is indeed the person who once harmed her, but that ghost is not necessarily Li Rong." ”

"Huh?" Liu Jingqing didn't figure out this logic.

"I'm thinking," Qin Manjiang said in a low voice, "Just now Chen Rui mentioned that in the triennial killing ceremony, they can make two wishes, one from the person who was selected to become the immortal sheep, and the second from the lucky person who was chosen by the immortal sheep. ”

"But at the cost of his own death, how can a person who becomes a fairy sheep not feel resentment, how can he not take revenge?"

"Miss Xiao Ran mentioned that these six families have developed in the last twenty years, and once every three years is indeed enough for each of them to make a wish, but ...... And what about the six wishes of the Immortal Sheep themselves? ”

Qin Manjiang was silent for a moment, looked at Wang Ju standing on the high platform, and said, "They can make their family members the lucky ones and make wishes to the immortal sheep, but they can't control the desire to become the immortal sheep themselves." ”

Liu Jingqing finally understood this logic, right...... Twenty years have passed, and if you want revenge, the person who became an immortal sheep has already made a wish for revenge.

"So, I have two ideas," Qin Manjiang retracted his gaze and pulled Liu Jingqing, "Let's go, go over and see who the fairy sheep is." ”

Two thoughts?

What is it?

Which two?

Liu Jingqing was full of doubts, she was dragged to the central square of the village, and the float in which the "fairy sheep" was riding had also been carried here.

The smell of the scene was not good, the smell of people's bodies, the smell of sheep, the smell of food, the smell of gunpowder after firecrackers, and the excrement of sheep were all mixed together, making people frown.

But no one at the scene cared.

At this moment, the square was full of people, all facing the central platform, or rather, looking feverishly at the floats on the platform.

"Is it the Wang Ju of the Wang family? Why is Wang Ju presiding over this year, is he going to be the village head? ”

"I don't know, but the old village chief is over ninety, and he shouldn't be able to do it......"

"Whatever, look, the lottery has begun!"

With a smile on his face, Wang Ju walked up to the high platform, holding the microphone in his hand, and picked up a closed box.

He then opened the outer layer of the box from the front, revealing the glass inside, as well as ...... Densely written notes.

Each note has a name written on it, and the person who was drawn by the fairy sheep is the lucky winner of this three years.

You can make a wish to it.

Everyone held their breath as Wang Ju carried the box to the float of the fairy sheep.

Then, Wang Ju lifted the curtain of the float.

A completely unfamiliar face of Qin Manjiang and Liu Jingqing appeared in the float, but the people in the village seemed to know each other.

"Huh? Isn't that Chen Ping of the Chen family? His mother had been elected as a fairy sheep before, and this time it was his turn again?! ”

"I heard that this year's fairy sheep is not Li Rong, the daughter of the Li family?"

"Who knows......"

Chen Ping?

This name is exactly the same as Chen Ping, who is also a player this time, and that Brother Chen also mentioned it last night.

Is it a pure coincidence, or is there some kind of connection?

For a while, Qin Manjiang couldn't come to a conclusion.

People's doubts and discussions were intertwined in the square, however, all the voices stopped abruptly at the moment when the smiling Chen Ping put his hand into the box.

Here we go, draw to me...... Be sure to draw me!

Everyone's hearts are calling, their heartbeats are accelerating, and the atmosphere in the whole square is oppressive and warm.

At this moment, the wind suddenly hung in the gloomy sky.

The wind was blowing from some direction, and it whimpered as if it were crying.

Suddenly, a corpse fell from the sky!

"Bang-"

The corpse smashed on the high platform, and the action of "fairy sheep" Chen Ping's drawing of lots stopped, and the entire square where the event was held was silent.

Wang Ju almost didn't hold the microphone steady, he looked at the corpse smashed on the high platform in horror, this is ......

The familiar clothes, the old body, the upper body that was torn to a bloody blur, and the temples were completely mashed, revealing the crimson skull.

"Village Chief!!

"It's the village chief!"

"Ah!!!!h

The screams came and went, and the old village chief kept his eyes wide open until he died, and his temples were bleeding from the two large holes, and his dilated pupils looked at everyone under the high platform, and his mouth was blistering with blood, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Pause!"

"The festival is on hold!"

"Come on!"

Wang Ju's face was as white as paper, and he held the microphone and shouted.

Soon, someone came up and stuffed Chen Ping into the float and carried him down again.

Wang Ju was like a mourner, left the scene, and ran in the other direction without looking back.

Qin Manjiang had been staring at him, and when he saw this, he immediately said to Liu Jingqing:

"Go, follow him."