"Three!"

There was a bang, as if something had been knocked away, and the sound of something falling to the ground suddenly sounded.

Broke the silence in a dark cave in the mountain behind the village of good people.

On a wide platform in the deepest part of the dark cave, the strong men in red robes who let go when they counted to three glanced at each other, as if they were discussing something with their eyes.

And in the center surrounded by several of them, a black wooden coffin about one meter eight long and about one meter wide lay quietly on the ground.

It's just that the lid of the wooden coffin was lifted, to be precise, it was knocked open by the person lying in the wooden coffin at the moment when the wooden coffin landed.

The white-bearded old man who had knocked open the lid of the coffin and was wearing a big red shroud was lying in the wooden coffin, trembling slightly.

One hundred and twenty-eight torches planted around the wooden coffin burned one after another, and the light of the fire trembled slightly because of the breeze brought by the lifting of the coffin lid.

But the one hundred and twenty-eight red-clothed villagers around the wide platform were very calm, including the strong men who were responsible for placing the wooden coffins.

No one made a sound, not even the old man with a trembling gray beard, for he had a ball of cotton in his mouth, which blocked all his voices and all his lives.

The white-bearded old man could only beg with his eyes for the old man standing in front of the platform.

But the old man's face did not rise at all, and his eyes looked indifferently at the strong men who were responsible for placing the wooden coffin, and did not say anything.

Several strong men trembled slightly, no longer blamed each other, and stepped forward together, lifted the lid of the coffin, and slowly put it back on the wooden coffin.

There was still not the slightest superfluous sound from the process.

Then, one hundred and twenty-eight voices suddenly sounded the moment the last slit of the coffin lid closed, converging into a melodious ballad.

"The long road is dedicated to the distance, and the rose is dedicated to love."

"What do I give to you, my love......"

"The rainy season is dedicated to the earth, and the years are dedicated to the season."

"What do I give to you, my father and mother......"

The moment the song sounded, Long You, who was lying on the edge of the wide platform, opened his eyes and looked curiously.

The starfish dressed in red suddenly turned around, a faint smile appeared on the white and tender little face, covering his ears with both hands, and motioning for Long You to follow and make this action.

Long You frowned slightly, but still covered his ears according to the starfish's meaning.

The singing soon ended, and one hundred and twenty-eight villagers walked to the wooden coffin in turn, gently placed the flowers in their hands on the ground, and then silently retreated to their original positions.

Long You had been watching carefully, his gaze swept over the one hundred and twenty-eight villagers one by one, and he didn't find anything similar to the tree planter, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He woke up and found that he had come to this strange place inexplicably, and he couldn't help but be a little dazed, and then he saw the old man and the starfish, and suddenly realized that he had returned to the village of good people, and he was really shocked.

And now I didn't see the tree planter, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Even so, Long You remained vigilant, this village was very strange, this dark hole was also very strange, and these villagers who seemed to be attending someone's funeral behaved even more strangely. His instincts told him that there must be some kind of danger hidden under this oddity.

He scanned all the villagers one by one, and then found another strange thing, there was not a single woman among the one hundred and twenty-eight villagers.

Even Haiyan is not among these one hundred and twenty-eight people.

Could it be that only men in this village can participate in the funeral?

Could the old king next door also be among the one hundred and twenty-eight people, if a newcomer like himself can participate, presumably that old Wang is also present, right?

I was obviously still in the Bad Guy Village before, why did I appear here?

Just when Long You was thinking wildly, the starfish who was at the end of the line had already put the flowers in his hand on the ground next to the wooden coffin, turned around and walked to a stone, picked up two wooden bowls, slowly walked to Long You, and handed one of the wooden bowls to Long You, still with a faint smile on his face.

Long You looked at the green juice in the bowl, and seemed to smell a faint fishy smell, he couldn't help frowning, and was about to ask, but saw the starfish shook his head slightly, so he closed his mouth again, watched the starfish drink the green juice, and hesitated whether to drink it too.

Starfish stretched out her red tongue and licked the green stain on her lips, staring straight into the dragon's right eye, signaling him to quickly drink the contents of the bowl.

The dragon gritted his teeth, pinched his nose, lifted the wooden bowl, tilted his neck, and poured all the green juice in his hand into his stomach, not even tasting what it tasted like.

At this time, everyone else also drank the green juice and left the dark cave one after another.

The old man glanced deeply at the dragon's right, and led the starfish to the outside of the cave.

Long You looked at the empty dark hole, only felt the indescribable cold, tightened the security guard on his body, and quickly chased after the old man and the starfish, and after leaving the cave, he pursed his lips, patted the starfish's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Why am I here?" ”

Starfish tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled, "You fainted when it was convenient in the woods, and I brought you back." Because I was in a hurry to get here, I didn't settle you at home first...... It's good that Abba brought my clothes, otherwise it would have been too late. ”

The old man touched the starfish's head with a loving face, and said with a smile, "It's good to catch up, don't be too playful in the future......" Turning his head to look at Long You, he coughed heavily, "Today, you drank the holy water given by Wu Yesu, and you can be regarded as officially becoming a member of our village." I heard Haiyan say that your name is Sima Bei, this name is unlucky, let's change it to Haima! ”

The corner of the dragon's right eye twitched, he looked down at the security suit on his body, and said in a deep voice, "I can't have fainted while, I definitely fainted after smelling the wildflowers, this dress is not my original clothes!" ”

"I went to borrow it from the village security guard uncle and changed it for you myself," Haixing pouted, "You fainted when you pulled it, and I have to wipe your ass first if I want to drag you back...... You used to have and urine on it, so you can only replace it. Actually, you're right, you did faint after smelling a wildflower, but you were at the moment. There are so many strange flowers on this island that you will have to grow an eye for them in the future, and you can't pick or smell the wildflowers on the roadside! ”

Long You shook his head and said, "Impossible! I remember going to the village of bad guys, and drinking and eating meat with people! ”

"That's all a dream!" Starfish pouted, "Did you meet a little girl named Little Orange?" She has two small pigtails, and her little face is white? ”

Long You's eyes widened and said, "How do you know?" ”

"You said it yourself," Haixing shrugged his shoulders, "and on the way back, you have been talking in your dreams, what little oranges, what Li Jing, and many names!" ”

"Is there any fruit tea?" Long You twisted his eyebrows and hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, how can I remember so much......" Starfish squinted at Long You and said, "Can't you remember your own dreams?" ”

A trace of suspicion flashed in the dragon's right eye, and he squeezed out a smiling face and said, "Who can fully remember the dreams they had, many times they just feel that what is happening now is very familiar, just like the dreams they have had before." ”

The old man, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two, coughed lightly and said lightly, "Don't talk about the illusory things like dreams, let's go home quickly, I've been busy all day, my belly is hungry, and I don't know what your sister is cooking today......"

Starfish smiled innocently, touched his bulging belly and said, "My belly is not deflated, I ate too much last night, and I haven't digested it yet!" ”

Long You suddenly thought of something, and also reached out and touched his belly, and suddenly became more and more convinced in his heart that the thing he had been to the bad guy village was not a dream, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly hid it, glanced at the starfish with his spare eyes, looked at the old man with a side face, and asked cautiously, "By the way, uncle...... We're our own now, but I don't know what your name is......"

The old man smiled, "My name used to be Zhang Tao, but later I joined the Good People Village, changed my name, and now my name is Haitao, and I am the current head of the Good People Village." ”

Long You only felt that the name Zhang Tao seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything, looked back at the deep dark hole, and continued to ask, "Who was the funeral for just now, the battle was quite big!" ”

Haitao glanced at Long You meaningfully, was silent for a few seconds, and said nonchalantly, "It's not a funeral, it's a dedication sacrifice...... Haven't you heard that song? ”

Long You immediately remembered the scene of the chorus of one hundred and twenty-eight people, and suddenly said, "It turned out to be dedication, I used to listen to it often, but then there were more and more saliva songs on the streets and alleys, and I gradually forgot these classic old songs...... What is the dedication festival? ”

Haitao walked on the path home with his hands behind his back, while looking at the slowly falling sun in the sky, and said expressionlessly, "It is a prayer, and it is also a natural law of balance, just like the sun on the horizon should lie down and rest after a day." ”

Long You, who was confused, wanted to ask something more, but the starfish next to him turned his head and glared at Long You, and said coldly, "You have so many questions, can you be quiet for a while, I'm annoyed!" ”

Long You closed his mouth stupidly, but when he was about to turn into the village of good people, he couldn't help but look back at the dark hole again, and always felt that there was something mysterious hidden in it.

And the moment Long You withdrew his gaze, a gust of cold wind poured into the dark hole, one hundred and twenty-eight torches were immediately extinguished, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes suddenly lit up in the dark hole.

The coffin trembled violently.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes seemed to be summoned by some kind of summons, and slowly drifted to the edge of the wooden coffin.

Bang.

The lid of the coffin is lifted.

But this time it was not the white-bearded old man in the coffin who lifted the lid of the coffin.

More than a dozen hands suddenly pressed on the white-bearded old man.

A cold light flashed, and a scimitar slashed into the wooden coffin, and blood splattered high!

A withered hand groped twice in the coffin, then picked out a bloody ear......