The sea in the distance is like a pool of ink, slowly infecting the white coastline.
Dense trees gather into forests further along the coastline. On the high slope surrounded by woodland, Haijin Village is closest to the sea, and a huge crowd of people has gathered.
Those people, who turned into black dots in the dark night, gathered in front of a spacious and bright house, not knowing what they were doing.
And Su Wu stood at the highest point of Haijin Village and looked at the crowds there. Even though they were far away, there still seemed to be a strong rancid smell overflowing from those 'people' and constantly getting into his nostrils.
come over.
He frowned and walked down the slope towards the spacious courtyard surrounded by many 'crowds'.
The courtyard there is also extremely outstanding in today's Haijin Village.
As Su Wu walked towards the courtyard, thoughts were running through his mind. He thought of the surviving villagers in the villages around Haijin, saying that the Tsuichiro family once lived a very prosperous life and built spacious and bright houses by selling fish.
, are extremely conspicuous in the surrounding villages.
Is it possible that the courtyard surrounded by woods there was the original house of the Tsuichiro family? The house that was reduced to ashes in the fire?
There were a large number of people gathered in front of that courtyard.
There are only these wooden houses in Haijin Village, which cannot accommodate so many people.
A large part of those people should come from surrounding villages...
Su Wu was walking in the deep forest. He stood quietly under the canopy of a big tree. The canopy of the giant tree, covered with dense branches and leaves, was enough to hide his figure, but he still restrained his aura.
, making oneself feel like nothing.
He stood under a big tree and looked at the burning courtyard through the gap between the trees.
In front of the hospital, the strong smell of rotten sea fish and the strong aroma of meat mixed with each other, turning into another nauseating smell.
A violent rhyme gathers here.
——The people gathered around the courtyard are not alive!
They were all human-like figures, but their bodies were covered with scales like crocodile skin, and they wore modern clothes!
How could there be people wearing modern clothes in Haijin Village on Dongliu Island during the Tang Dynasty?!
A thought flashed through Su Wu's mind, and he understood it the next moment.
Most of these strange slaves wearing modern clothes and covered in crocodile scales are actually the dead who perished in the current Dongliu Island. It's just that they walk in this "dead Dongliu Island world" and are illuminated by the "candle-lighted witches".
This 'world will' has been twisted into what it is now.
At the moment, these dead people covered in crocodile skins are re-interpreting and re-creating certain things that happened in Haijin Village!
What does the 'crocodile skin' they cover all over their bodies imply?
Are some of the things that happened in Haijin Village that they performed have some connection with the "Haijin Village Famine Sacrifice Incident"?
The will of the Candlelight Priestess is projected onto them. To the Candlelight Priestess, what does this kind of 'crocodile skin' mean?
Thoughts flashed through Su Wu's mind one by one.
Su Wu saw, under the shade of the trees, countless slaves dressed in crocodile skins, sitting around several cauldrons of boiling water.
They were sitting around the large pots and plates, and in the middle there were some crocodile-skin slaves with baby skull rosary beads hanging around their necks. They were talking loudly: "It's a time of famine now, isn't it?"
We've run out of money to harvest!
Right?"
"Yep!"
"Hahaha……"
When those crocodile-skin slaves wearing skull rosary beads spoke, the ordinary villagers around them clapped their hands and laughed.
Along the way, Su Wu never saw even one acre of cultivated farmland around her.
——These villagers in Haijin Village and surrounding villages do not live on food in the fields at all. They are more likely to make a living by fishing.
Especially with the lush vegetation and temperature issues in the current area, it is even less likely to be a famine.
It is impossible for these villagers to have no harvest.
"Recently, the fish caught from the sea have become less and less... We are going to be hungry..."
"It's time to worship the God of Fortune again. Drinking the fish soup given by the God of Fortune will double our luck and hunt more food and treasures from the sea!"
"yes!"
"yes……"
The surrounding residents were shouting noisily and laughing. They didn't show any signs of depression like people do when there is a famine. Instead, they were all in high spirits, each looking forward to the 'fish soup from the God of Fortune'!
When Su Wu heard them frequently mentioning 'the God of Fortune's fish soup', he immediately understood what was going on.
"Bring the fish on!"
The crocodile skin slave wearing a skull rosary raised its arms to stop the laughter of the people around it, and then turned its head to look at the courtyard behind it.
In the spacious wooden house, the closed wooden door opened with a creak.
A woman with thick hair ran out of the hospital in small steps, holding a newborn baby with a wrinkled face.
Behind it, followed a dull-looking man.
Many people here were covered in crocodile skins, but the appearance of the young man remained human. He glowed faintly in the darkness where even flames could not illuminate it.
And this person's appearance is somewhat similar to 'Yujiro'.
Is this ‘Yujiro’?
A thought flashed through Su Wu's mind, and he thought that 'Yujiro' should have been just a young man in the years of famine, and should not have looked like a young man, so he speculated that this man was Tsuichiro's eldest son - 'Yutarou'.
Yutaro looked dullly at the crocodile-skinned woman walking in front of him.
Even though the woman's face was covered with crocodile skin, the outline of her facial features was relatively clear, somewhat similar to 'Mrs. Tsuichiro'.
——It should be Mrs. Tsuichiro when she was young.
The slave wearing a skull rosary who was sitting in front of a large pot stood up and took the baby's swaddling clothes from the hands of the young Mrs. Tsuichiro. He pulled off the swaddling clothes and put it under the expectant eyes of Mrs. Tsuichiro and all the surrounding villagers.
The baby girl was thrown into the cauldron.
The baby's cry stopped instantly, and the water in the pot suddenly boiled.
"Only with our own bones and blood as the foundation can we express our piety and receive gifts from the God of Blessings!" The voice of the slave wearing the rosary actually sounded pious at this time.
Su Wu speculated that he was a 'priest'-like character in this horrific sacrifice.
When the surrounding villagers heard his words, they all stood up.
They each picked up the babies one by one and threw them into the pot!
The water boils more and the meat smells stronger!
All the villagers couldn't help but salivate, and the smell of rotten sea fish emitted by them became stronger and heavier!
Under the boiling water in the pot, there are also silver-white fish swimming!
The slave wearing a rosary looked at the fish in the pot and spoke again: "Where are the other fish? Bring them all over!"
In the courtyard behind it, there were more than a dozen young people, holding ropes and leading the people who were tied up and tied up to the iron pot.
Those people took one look inside the pot and immediately started vomiting.
Some people fell limply next to the pot, while others tried to escape, but were kicked down.
Someone begged loudly for mercy.
In their wailing and begging for mercy, Su Wu already understood that these people were tourists passing by, people from distant villages. When they were fishing on the sea, they passed by Haijin Village and several surrounding villages and were captured by these people.
The pirates and bandits in the village were imprisoned.
After all kinds of humiliation, today they are treated as fish and cooked into fish soup!
Looking at the scene at the moment, Su Wu suddenly felt empathy with those who were bullied. He took a deep breath, took out the Fang Tian Hua Ji in an instant, and transformed into the Yin Emperor who stepped on Li Guijing.
——The Backward Emperor stretched out his dragon arms from the sleeves of his robe, holding the giant tree-like Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and suddenly swung it down at the crowd of crocodile slaves below!
Whoosh!
Fang Tian's painted halberd slashed through the air, just like a hot knife cutting into lard. Although it could penetrate layer by layer, it eventually stopped cutting downward because the heat on the blade dissipated!
Li Guixing's killing method is frozen in mid-air!
The stench of rotten sea fish finally turned into a certain kind of real charm, a kind of charm based on the "Ten Destruction Swords", mixed with the mysterious charm like gangrene attached to the bone, blocking the
The slash of Fang Tian’s painted halberd!
The crocodile slaves under the shade of the trees have no idea that they have passed through the gate of hell.
They are still interpreting a certain period of history.
Those people who were tied up by the Five Flowers were thrown into the cauldron and turned into blurry silver fish. The crocodile slaves here laughed happily, drank the 'fish soup of the God of Fortune', and made an agreement.
See you again at the festival next year!
And the "Yutarou" who looked 60-70% similar to Yujiro and was actually Yujiro's brother was also forced to drink a bowl of lucky fish soup by the slave wearing a rosary.
After drinking the fish soup, crocodile scales inevitably grew on his body.
He vomited violently, and when everyone laughed loudly and drank the fish soup happily, he suddenly rushed out of the crowd and knocked over several large pots!
He was bathed in flames and spread the flames among the wooden courtyards and among the dense forests.
A burst of fire shot into the sky!
The raging fire spread from the dense forest here to Haijin Village on the high slope in the distance!
The entire Haijin Village was bathed in fire, and countless people howled and howled, trying to extinguish the flames burning in their houses!
The crocodile scales on Yu Taro's body were suddenly destroyed by the flames.
At the same moment, Su Wu finally cut away the cold and mysterious aura entwined with the charm of the Ten-Destroying Sword. Fang Tian's painted halberd fell from the sky and slashed at those crocodile-like slaves!
The halberd blade passed by, and the crocodile slaves were cut off like wheat being harvested!
And this re-interpreted 'World of Kaijin Village' is also rapidly shattering!
The shattered illusion quickly reorganized into a house with mottled walls.
The wardrobe, table, clock, and calendar in the room all showed Su Wu, who was watching, that he had arrived in the 'modern times'.