The time is back to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Ai Xiaonian's "father" Ai Li took him to Quanlong Mountain, and the road was unimpeded.

Ai Li explained to Ai Xiaonian for the thirty-sixth time from the day before to now: "Xiao Nian, when I see the mountain god later, I must be respectful and respectful, and I can't be lazy." ”

"Dad, I see." Ai Xiaonian nodded for the thirty-sixth time.

Before the words fell, the two had already arrived at the spring that Su Fuqing said.

Ai Li greeted the village chief, pulled Ai Xiaonian to the huge object covered with red cloth, and said:

"Son, quickly kowtow to Lord Mountain God, and ask Lord Mountain God to bless you."

When Ai Xiaonian was about to kneel, he pretended to accidentally trip, and the whole person pounced forward, and his hand took the opportunity to grab the red cloth and pull it with the help of inertia.

Unexpectedly, the red cloth couldn't be pulled, and he even fell himself.

"Xiao Nian, what's going on?"

Ai Li ran forward to help Ai Xiaonian up, and then bowed to the "Mountain God" again and again to apologize: "Lord Mountain God, my child is not sensible, I have offended you, you adults have a lot of don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

Ai Xiaonian patted the dust on his body, and was pulled by Ai Li to kneel down, and knocked his head three times with him.

After the last knock, Ai Xiaonian stood up and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He shook his head, and was blown by a cold wind, and seemed to be a little more sober.

Then Ai Li said a few words to the village chief and others, and he stood aside and waited.

The red cloth can't be torn off, and for the time being, I can't see the true face of "Lord Mountain God".

Ai Xiaonian's gaze turned to other places, most of them were the same as Su Fuqing's description, except for the two huge wooden boxes, which had already been covered.

He crept over and tried to get closer to the wooden box, but was pulled by Eli.

"Xiao Nian, go back."

"Okay." Ai Xiaonian could only follow Ai Li and leave.

The two are like an ordinary father and son, talking about homely things while walking down the mountain.

Ai Li talked about Ai Xiaonian's accidental fall: "I hope the mountain god is not angry today, but I begged the village chief for a long time before he agreed to let you come." ”

"It's a pity that our family doesn't have the luck of those families."

Then, Ai Li said something that made Ai Xiaonian creepy:

"It's good that your sister grows up quickly."

When she grows up, then what? Do you also send sacrifices?

Do my cousin's mom and dad agree too?

Ai Xiaonian suddenly felt very cold.

He excused himself to be uncomfortable, sped up his pace and went home, and when he got home, he used this excuse to hide in his room, and then he came to Su Fuqing through the window

Su Fuqing listened to Ai Xiaonian's words, and guessed that the wooden box that was still empty the next morning should have been loaded with Zeng Qi.

She asked, "Look, is Zeng Qi still alive?" ”

Ai Xiaonian was stunned for a moment: "She's dead...... How do you know? ”

He hadn't even noticed it before.

"Guess." Su Fuqing raised his chin and thought about it, and then said, "Why don't you try to use your skills to see how Zeng Qi died?" ”

Xiaokui and Guo Guang in front of her already probably knew how to die, but Zeng Qi, her death may reveal some information.

Although Ai Xiaonian didn't understand why, he was unconsciously used to listening to Su Fuqing's words.

So, he closed his eyes, selected Zeng Qi in his mind, and activated the skill.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Ai Xiaonian found himself back by the spring, and in front of him was the "Mountain God". And he was tightly tied with ropes, and pain came from many places on his body.

To be precise, it was not that he went back, but that he had temporarily become Zeng Qi, who was about to experience first-hand the experience of five minutes before her death.

"She" saw a large circle of people kneeling around, all of whom were constantly kowtowing to the "mountain god".

Only "she" and the village chief were still standing, and the village chief was slowly walking towards "her".

Soon, the village chief came to "her" and untied the rope from "her".

Before "she" could rejoice, she was pressed and fell to her knees with a thud.

I don't know where the village chief, an old man who is at least sixty or seventy years old, got so much strength.

Then, the village chief held "her" and kowtowed nine times, and by the third time, "her" had already broken her forehead.

"She" was yelling and begging for mercy, but no one paid attention to "her".

After nine knocks, the village chief took "her" by the hair with one hand to make "her" look up, and then two men came over at some point, one of them holding a small hammer in his hand.

"She" recognized that this was "her's" "father" and "uncle".

What are they doing with nails and hammers?

Soon "she" knew.

"Uncle" grabbed "her" palm and spread it out, "Dad" took out a nail and put it in "her" hand, raised the small hammer and drove the nail into it with force.

"Ahh

"She" immediately let out a scream of pain.

The nail was driven right in, almost through the palm of "her", but it did not penetrate,

Then, the palm of "her" other hand and both feet were driven into the nails.

"She" almost fainted in pain.

"Let's do it."

"Her" said the "uncle".

"Her" "Dad" took a machete and raised it.

"She" seemed to know that she was about to die, trembling all over, tears and snot flowing, despair and fear spreading in her heart.

The next second, the knife cut on "her" neck, and her eyes were bright red, and pain swept through her body.

In these five minutes, Zeng Qi experienced all the pain and feelings, and Ai Xiaonian also had to go through it once.

So he could empathize with Zeng Qi's pain and fear at the moment, but he had a feeling of revenge in his heart.

Those innocent players were also in pain and scared when they were killed by Zeng Qi.

She deserved it.

In the last ten seconds before losing consciousness, Ai Xiaonian saw the "mountain god" emit countless rays of light through the red cloth and fall into the bodies of every villager around.

The villagers kowtowed even more frantically.

The village chief shouted excitedly, "Lord Mountain God is quite satisfied with this sacrifice, and finally his anger has subsided......"

Angry, was the mountain god angry before?

With this question, Ai Xiaonian opened his eyes, took a few breaths, and sat for a long time.

Although he will not really die, the feeling of death is real, and he needs to take a break every time.

It's also a side effect of his skill.

It seems that his hands, feet, and neck are still in pain......

Su Fuqing waited for Ai Xiaonian to recover before asking him what he had just experienced.

Ai Xiaonian repeated it from beginning to end, and finally said his question: "Was the mountain god angry before?" ”

Su Fuqing guessed: "Maybe it's because my sacrifice in my hand flew, but didn't I return her one?" ”

[So I returned one, and the mountain god immediately stopped getting angry.] ]

[Laugh to death, what hell joke.] ]

[Zeng Qi: Didn't anyone speak up for me?] ]

[She deserves it.] ]

[……]