When the four of them decided to go to the place where the tribute was sent at night to check and check, Uncle Dong could see that Zhou An and they were not like ordinary people, they should be the kind of Taoist priests who came before as the villagers said.

Soon, the time came for night.

The reason why I decided to go at night was because I could avoid the eyes and ears of the people in the village, since Wang Chenglong had already said the word messenger of the mountain god, maybe there were really people in the village who cooperated with the things that came out of the mountains because they were afraid of death, and took on the role of messenger.

To put it bluntly, when Zhou An chose to believe Uncle Dong, he was already suspicious of Wang Chenglong, but he was only suspicious, after all, he even buried his wife, and it could be someone else in the village.

After half past nine in the evening, the four of them quietly walked out of the house, and Uncle Dong suddenly regretted repairing the courtyard wall, otherwise, just walk out of the gap in the courtyard wall, and it is not easy to be observed by those who care.

Out of the gate, under the leadership of Uncle Dong, the four of them followed the dark path all the way to the outside of the village, and the whole village was quiet, and no one was outside to enjoy the cool or do anything, which was abnormal enough.

"Follow this path to the end, and you will be close to the periphery of Fallen Sun Ridge, and the place where the tribute will be delivered is not too far from the end of this path." qs

Although Uncle Dong is not old-hearted, but after all, he is old, and after walking such a little way, he already seems a little uneven, Zhang Chuxue originally proposed to take a break and continue to move forward, but Uncle Dong waved his hand and signaled that he was fine.

"No one knows what's going on in the village, go as soon as possible, go back as soon as possible, and avoid being discovered by them."

After speaking, Uncle Dong took the lead and walked down the path, and Zhou An and the three of them could only follow behind each other.

Like this kind of trail in the village, once there are fewer people walking, the weeds on the side of the road will grow like crazy, and it won't take long for this path to be completely covered by weeds, and now you can still see this path, which can only show that this path is being used, and it cannot be said that people often walk, but it is certainly not completely deserted.

This further confirmed their suspicion that someone in the village was really colluding with something in the mountains.

"Uncle, you didn't find a helper, didn't the people in the village complain about you?"

Zhou An walked quickly to Uncle Dong's side and asked.

Uncle Dong shook his head, he originally thought that the people in the village would have a kind of attitude towards him, just like the day he first arrived in the village, he went to look for food, he didn't expect it to be so smooth, after twenty years, he came back, as if he had just left the village and found a helper.

But it was the attitude of the villagers that made Uncle Dong suspicious.

"That night, I wanted to go to an old friend's house and ask what was going on in the village, but my old friend's family was already dead, and even the house was much more dilapidated."

Uncle Dong sighed deeply, if he guessed correctly, those old friends who had a good relationship with him, or the aliens in the village had been cleaned up, and the remaining villagers were more or less related to the thing that came out of the mountains.

While speaking, Uncle Dong and his entourage of four also arrived at the end of the path.

"Walk more than thirty meters and you'll be at the place where the tributes will be placed, so don't scare you when you get there."

Uncle Dong took down the bow and arrow on his back, as if he was arming himself, this bow and arrow Uncle Dong wrapped it in oilcloth and treasured it when he left the village, even he himself did not expect to be able to keep it until now.

As he spoke, Uncle Dong used his bow and arrow to open the way in front of him, waving away those annoying weeds, and when Uncle Dong's footsteps stopped, Zhou An and the three of them also looked in front of him.

The moonlight tonight is not too bright, but I can still see the figures floating in the trees in front of me.

The ones that fluttered in the wind were all human skins that had been stripped dry.