In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Fan and the two stretched their waists, walked out of the corner, and walked around Haitang Village.

On the way around, they found that all the villagers were looking at them with strange eyes.

Zhang Fan didn't pay much attention to their eyes, so he didn't see them. Today is the last day of the maze scene mission, as long as they spend today, they will complete the mission and can leave safely.

However, the biggest danger today is also from the villagers of Haitang Village. According to Saiyao, today will be the day of the sacrifice of old trees in Haitang Village.

I just don't know what kind of way they will attack them. Zhang Fan and the others saw the remaining survivors on the edge of the village.

Of these survivors, there are only ten people left, and the remaining ones have gone.

Perhaps those survivors may have sensed the imminent danger in Haitang Village in advance and chose to leave.

But as everyone knows, the outside is actually more dangerous, after they leave Haitang Village, they will first be attacked by the birds, and finally be eaten and die in pain.

You must know that the two of them only experienced the terrorist attack of the Inner Sparrow yesterday, and at the critical moment, if it weren't for Saiyao's help, they might have lost their lives.

Zhang Fan didn't talk to the survivors too much. After all, they are not all the way, and no matter how much they say, it is useless.

Now they waited for the evening to find a time to set a fire to burn the old tree, so that they could come and save their people.

Just when Zhang Fan and the others left these survivors and hadn't gone far, they saw that there were villagers from Haitang Village around them one after another, holding various weapons in their hands, approaching them.

The other party was menacing and vicious, as if he wanted to wipe out the survivors. Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan and Zhao Ping glanced at each other, didn't say a word, turned around and ran.

Originally, according to their inference, if these villagers wanted to do it, it was estimated that they would have to wait for the afternoon or evening.

But who would have thought that they couldn't hold back before they even had the time of the morning, and wanted to prepare in advance.

Zhang Fan did not flee in the same direction with Zhao Ping, but divided into two ways, each fleeing separately.

In this way, even if one person is caught, the other person can find a way to come to the rescue. The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The two of them basically didn't run out of the current street, and they were surrounded by a group of villagers in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that these people still wanted to make a move, Zhang Fan's face changed, he hesitated a little, and could only reluctantly say a word to give up resistance, and stood still.

Seeing Zhang Fan so cooperative, these villagers looked at each other, a grim smile rose at the corner of their mouths, and they were a little proud, and then they took the rope and prepared to approach, wanting to tie Zhang Fan up.

However, when they had just reached the last meter away from Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan suddenly took out a handful of dust from his pocket and sprinkled it directly on the faces of these villagers.

For a moment, they were all blinded by the dust, and they rubbed them vigorously, looking very painful.

To be honest, they never thought that Zhang Fan would be so indiscriminate to play such a trick.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Fan immediately ran away and fled from the surrounding crowd. After running a distance, he glanced back at Zhao Ping.

His luck was not good, for he was now surrounded by the villagers, who, when they came near him, tied him with ropes, and even knocked him unconscious with a stick.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan only felt a pain in the back of his head. If he hadn't escaped in time just now, he might have ended up with Zhao Ping.

But...... When Zhang Fan just turned his head, a dull stick hit him on the forehead coldly.

In just a moment, a strong feeling of fainting came to his face, and in the next second, Zhang Fan's body went soft, and he plopped, and he passed out on the spot.

And a second before he fainted, he vaguely saw the appearance of the person who hit his head. That person turned out to be Wan Zimo.

....... I don't know how long he was unconscious, Zhang Fan opened his eyes in a daze, at this time he had a splitting headache, and there seemed to be some warm liquid flowing down his forehead.

By this time, it was already dark and dreary, and it was evening. Unexpectedly, he passed out for a day, and it was obvious how much strength Wan Zimo used when he beat him.

Zhang Fan raised his head with great effort and looked at his body. I found that I was now tied up with hemp rope and couldn't move at all.

And in addition to him, he saw sixteen or seventeen unconscious survivors lying around. Zhao Ping was also among them, but the place where he was lying was far away from Zhang Fan.

And he hasn't woken up yet. Even if Zhang Fan wanted to talk to him, he couldn't do it. Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, trying to calm himself down.

Only by calming down can we think of a way to escape. The place where they are currently is not elsewhere, it is in the courtyard of Jia Dashun's mansion.

The courtyard was filled with a group of villagers armed with torches, and judging by their size, there were nearly thirty people.

At this moment, Jia Dashun was standing in the center of the courtyard, his eyes were full of playfulness, sweeping over Zhang Fan and other survivors.

There are not many survivors who have woken up, including Zhang Fan, there are only three of them.

"Yo? Awake? When Jia Dashun saw Zhang Fan who woke up, he suddenly laughed, and his face was full of contempt.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhang Fan asked coldly.

"Why? Does this need to be asked? Of course we're here to worship our ancestors! Jia Dashun sneered.

"Worship ancestors with living people? I think you people must have some secret to tell! Zhang Fan showed anger on his face and scolded loudly.

"Of course, ancestor worship is with living people, young man, don't get excited, you should be honored for it!" Jia Dashun was unimpressed by Zhang Fan's anger.

In his eyes, Zhang Fan is just a little shrimp who can't afford much wind and waves, and as long as he does it casually, he can easily crush him to death.

"I know that we fell into your hands today, and there is no way to escape, there is only a dead end, can you ask Village Chief Jia to answer the doubts in my heart before I die, so that I can die a little more clearly!" As if he had accepted his fate, Zhang Fan closed his eyes and pleaded in a low voice.

"Did you make a last wish before you died? Well...... I can help you do it, that's it, whoever tells me to be good-hearted, let you be a ghost! Jia Dashun yawned and smiled contemptuously.

Since Zhang Fan and these people are dead left and right, and it is impossible to escape, let's satisfy some of his doubts a little.

"What do you want to know?" Jia Dashun asked with a smile.

"Why don't there be any old people in your village? Could it all be eaten by merfolk? Zhang Fan's eyes glanced around the scene, and there was not even a slightly older old man.

And not only did he not see the old man now, but he did not see a single old man when he was wandering around the village during the day.

In fact, Zhang Fan had a bold guess when he peeked at Jia Dashun cutting the mermaid meat last night.

Of course, this is just a guess, and if you want to really verify it, you have to ask the locals of Haitang Village to know it thoroughly.

"It's not a secret, so it doesn't hurt to tell you!"

"Actually, there is one thing I didn't tell you before, and that is the mermaid, not for nothing, but for a valuable treasure!"

"No matter who it is, as long as you eat a bite of the mermaid's meat, you can get the effect of rejuvenation and immortality!"

"It's a pity that a piece of mermaid meat can only stay young for a year, and it can only be effective once a year! Even if you eat a lot of meat in a year, it won't work, this effect can't be superimposed, if you want to continue to stay old, you have to eat a second piece of mermaid meat in the second year! Jia Dashun explained.

"So you mean to say that you all ate mermaid meat to maintain your youth......" After listening to what Jia Dashun said, Zhang Fan's guess in his heart was also confirmed.

In fact, it is not that there are no old people in Haitang Village, but that these people have eaten mermaid meat and obtained the effect of youth and immortality.

"You're smart, yes, we're all over a hundred years old."

"Because of the relationship of eating mermaid meat once a year, I have lived until now, I have almost lived to be one hundred and forty-six years old this year, as long as I sacrifice you tonight, we can live another year!"

"You should be proud to let us live a long way!!" Jia Dashun laughed, his words full of rich sarcasm.

"I want to ask again, what is the old tree wrapped in black cloth at the entrance of your village?"

"Are you trying to sacrifice us to it?" Zhang Fan continued to ask. This was his second question.

"Sacrifice to it? No, make no mistake about it, it's not what we're sacrificing to! When Jia Dashun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, but soon laughed.

"Not a sacrifice to it? What does that mean? Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. Because this passage is a bit different from what Sai Yao described.

Sai Yao said that the villagers of Haitang Village should sacrifice their people to the old tree at the entrance of the village. But this Jia Dashun said that it was not a sacrifice to it.

But if it is not sacrificed to it, then to whom?

"Tut, I'll sell this question first, I can't tell you, and you'll understand it when you see it later!" Jia Dashun said with a smile, it didn't seem like he was going to answer the question.

"Okay, you've been asking for a long time, and I don't have the patience to talk to you! It's time to take you to the place of sacrifice! Jia Dashun glanced up at the crescent moon hanging in the night sky, his eyes were cold, and he said coldly.

"Carry these men over! As soon as the auspicious time comes, the sacrificial ceremony begins! Jia Dashun waved his hand and instructed the villagers standing in the courtyard.

"That's fine! As long as the sacrificial ritual is completed and we eat the mermaid meat, we can continue to live for another year! Some villagers said excitedly.

As long as they can continue their lifespan, they don't care how many people die. Living by yourself is the most important thing.

After saying that, a group of villagers moved their hands one after another, stepped forward, lifted Zhang Fan and a dozen other survivors, and walked out of Jia Dashun's mansion and headed outside.

When they went, it was in the direction of the entrance of the village. Zhang Fan was carried by two strong men with five big and three thick, and his body fluctuated violently with them as he moved forward, and he was a little dizzy.

As he walked forward, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, and then his eyes looked in a certain direction on the side of the street.

At this moment, there, Sai Yao, who was wearing a white dress, looked at him with a smile. The two looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of agreement.

In fact, everything that happened tonight was expected by Zhang Fan. When he woke up in the early morning, he had already talked to Sai Yao and made a corresponding plan.

He and Zhao Ping couldn't rescue the people of Saiyao. And the only way to help is to set fire to the old tree at the entrance of the village, and let them come in person.

After communicating with Saiyao, they learned that they mermaids could go ashore, but because of the existence of old trees, they were blocked and could not succeed.

In fact, they didn't try to burn the old tree secretly, but unfortunately, there were many villagers stationed near the old tree, and they had no way to start, so they could only choose this method of wanting to catch and indulge.

First let themselves and others be caught by the villagers, so that they can get close to the old tree, and then Sai Yao helped untie the hemp rope, and then they took advantage of the villagers' unpreparedness to decisively set fire to the tree.