On the rugged mountain road in the night, an old man led a few young people to walk up the mountain with flashlights.

The young men said in dialect: "Uncle clan, you, don't be angry, the wind has been tight recently, and Zhang Long, who used to communicate with us, suddenly had an accident, and now he can't buy sacrifices with money!" ”

"Something happened to Zhang Long, what about his father?"

"Dog, you haven't watched the news, huh? His father Zhang Hui also had an accident on Caiyun's side, and the evil sect is very evil! ”

"This dog thief! The price increases for us every year, and he deserves to have an accident! ”

"Uncle Zhilin, or—"

Suddenly, the old man who was walking at the front of the line turned around and looked at the young man behind him who had just opened his mouth and called him "Uncle Zhilin".

Although his face was wrinkled, there was a ruthlessness in his eyes, and there was a blood-stained sickle hanging from his waist, so that when he turned around, several young people behind him all stopped trembling.

"Your parents didn't teach you not to call others by their names when walking on this road at night?"

"Unless that person runs up to you, don't answer your name, pat you on the shoulder, and don't turn back! Lao Tzu is not teaching you, Lao Tzu is teaching you to save your life! ”

The young man immediately lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry! I didn't think about it for a moment! ”

The old man stared at the young man with fierce eyes for a long time, until the young man trembled all over his body.

He turned his head to look at the others, "Now there are only a dozen or so families left in the village, and a few of you are young people in the village, and if something happens to his Zhang family, you can't find sacrifices?" ”

As he spoke, the flashlight in the old man's hand hit the faces of several young people one by one, and everyone who was illuminated by him lowered their heads and didn't dare to say a word!

The old man said coldly: "Lao Tzu, you say, for three years, our village festivals in Qianzhi Village are all using fake things to fool us, this time we must use the real thing!" ”

"You know what life you have been like in the past three years!"

"Do you want to live like you did three years ago? The mother-in-law sent it to the door, and the golden pimple was dug in the ground! ”

"Now? Don't say it's a mother-in-law, a wild dog ran over at the entrance of the village is a male, and Lao Tzu now looks at the two dogs' sows and feel that their eyebrows are clear! ”

"If you want to live like before, if you can't buy sacrifices, you can steal, cheat, and rob!"

"The world is like this, there will be no pie in the sky! Everything needs to be fought for by ourselves! ”

"After three days, the village sacrifice can't come up with a sacrifice, so Lao Tzu will choose one of you as a sacrifice!"

After speaking, the old man turned around and walked back to the front of the group, and behind him, the young men lowered their heads and shivered, and they didn't dare to say a word.

The group walked not far away, and suddenly, a shout sounded in the thick night behind several people: "Uncle clan! Uncle Zhilin! ”

The old man walked straight ahead as if he hadn't heard, as did the young men behind him.

The sound of brisk footsteps sounded from behind everyone, "Uncle Zhilin!" Meddlesome! ”

"Listening to this voice, it seems to be Naoyoung?"

A few young people stopped slightly, but seeing that the old man was still walking forward with his head down, they could only continue to follow.

Soon, the footsteps in the night came closer, "Wait for me!" Straight bridge, straight sun! ”

One of the youngest-looking young men in the line instinctively wanted to turn around, but at this point, "Don't turn back!" ”

A fierce cold shout sounded from the front of the line, almost scaring the young man's soul away!

"Yes, yes!"

The young man said in a trembling voice, and then walked forward silently with his head down.

A few people quickened their pace and walked for a while, and the footsteps behind them also accelerated.

Finally, after a few moments, the footsteps sounded behind the last man of the group.

"Smack!"

Naohashi felt a sudden sinking on his shoulders, "Naohashi!" Why are you ignoring me?! ”

The young man named Naohashi remembered the old man's words, did not look back, did not make a sound, and walked forward with his head bowed.

Then, he noticed that a black shadow that seemed to be holding something passed by him, and slapped on the shoulder of Zhiyang in front of him with a "snap", "Zhiyang!" ”

Zhiyang didn't answer, didn't look back, and walked forward with his head down.

The shadow continued to move forward, patting several people on the shoulder along the way, and calling everyone's name at the same time.

At this point, these people can already determine that there is something wrong with the black shadow.

I couldn't see the specific face of the black shadow in the night, and it sounded a bit like Naoying, a young man from the same village, but if it was really Naoying......

How could he do such a taboo thing in the village on this mountain road?

At the thought of this, several young people all began to tremble.

At this time, the black shadow also ran to the front of the line, and with a "snap", it slapped on the old man's shoulder!

"Uncle Zhilin, I found the sacrifice!"

As the familiar voice sounded, followed by a frightened child's voice: "W-Where is this?" ”

As soon as he heard this voice, the old man trembled, "Where are you?!" ”

He immediately turned away!

Suddenly, the old man saw a descendant in his village, holding a little boy and looking at him!

The old man immediately laughed, "Hahaha! Naoying? You're doing it beautifully! ”

At this time, the young men looked up at the dark shadow, and saw that it was indeed a young man from their own village.

It's just that the man's face seemed to be a little ugly, and he handed the little boy in his hand to the old man, saying, "Uncle Clan, here you go!" ”

"I need to go down the mountain first!"

The old man frowned and said, "It's at the entrance of the village in front, what's the matter?" ”

"The mountain road is too narrow to get on the car, and my parents are still waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain!"

"The village festival in three days?"

"Uncle Clan, don't worry! Our whole family will definitely come to the village festival! Just don't turn us away when the time comes! ”

"What are you talking about?! How could that be?! ”

"Good! Uncle Clan, let me go first? See you in a few days! ”

"Well, see you in a few days!"

"Uncle ......"

"Huh? What do you want to say? ”

"Nothing, see you in a few days!"

With that, the man turned around and ran into the mountain road in the dark night behind him, and soon disappeared.

The old man holding the boy looked at the dark mountain road, frowned, and said, "Don't take a flashlight, black rumbling, what are you doing when you run into the ditch?" ”

After speaking, he looked at the little boy who was being held by him, "Little guy, hehe......

The boy grinned at him as if he were looking at something very novel.

Ding Ding Ding –

At this time, the old man's cell phone rang.

But the old man didn't pick it up, and he was reluctant to hold the sacrifice in his hand.

It wasn't until the mobile phone rang for a long time that the old man impatiently held the boy in one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other to connect.

"Hello? Where are you? ”

"Hello, Municipal Traffic Police Team, are you the village manager of Qianzhi Village?"

"What's the matter with you?"

"That's right, a man named Naoei in your village, about two hours ago, his car was in an accident on the road down the mountain."

"It's a pity that his own condition is more miserable, and there is no need to rescue him, but his parents have already sent him to first aid, and there is a little boy in the car, who was only a little frightened and not injured-"

Syllable!

At this point, the signal suddenly went off.

The night breeze blew, and the old man's ears were still stuck with the words of Naoying he had just heard.

"The mountain road is too narrow to get on the car, and my parents are still waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain!"

"Uncle Clan, don't worry! Our whole family will definitely come to the village festival! Just don't turn us away when the time comes! ”

"Good! Uncle Clan, let me go first? See you in a few days! ”

Suddenly, the old man only felt cold.

No, it wasn't the coldness of his own body, but the coldness of the child he was holding in his arms.

Immediately after, a child's voice with a cold rancid smell sounded from his arms—

"Hee-hee! Hello, grandpa? ”

......

At the foot of the mountain, on the side of the road, at the scene of the car accident.

A traffic officer looked at his phone suspiciously, muttering, "What the hell is the signal?" ”

He tried to call back, but he couldn't get through.

Bad signal in the mountains is a common occurrence.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at a little boy with big eyes and snot and tears behind him, and said with concern: "Little friend, are you sure that the people in this car are not related to you, right?" ”

The boy nodded, choked up, "I, I don't know them, they said to take me to see the goldfish, and I drove away, for a long time, and I was hit by a big car!" ”

......

Mountains.

Just as the old man answered the phone, behind them, a pale ghost hand with corpse spots and blood stains appeared!

The ghost's hand trembled and pinched a lit incense stick, which was inserted into the stone in the middle of the mountain path.

Suddenly, all the communication signals all over the mountain disappeared.

From this second on, the small mountain village in the mountains in front of me was isolated from the world.

......